Chapter Thirty-Nine: And the Mud
As the captain, Chen Minhao was the first to speak, saying: "Let's talk about the theme and direction of the song first, do you have any ideas?"
Although he already had a clear idea in his heart, he had even figured out which song to use. But he knew very well that now was not the time to get the song out.
If he came out with the complete song too early, the team members would not only not appreciate it, but would feel that they were hindering their creative path.
The only thing he can and needs to do right now is one thing: guide.
After a minute, no one spoke. Chen Minhao directly named him: "Yin Xingyu, let's talk about it first, I remember that you once had creative experience." ”
Yin Xingyu, who was suddenly named, seemed to be taken aback, and his face turned red: "I think...... Well, I personally prefer the ancient style or the Chinese style. ”
Zeng Shiqing frowned and said: "The imaginary Chinese style or ancient style is very beautiful and very meaningful. But if you don't have enough cultural and artistic skills, what you write may be sour. We only had a few days, and we didn't have time to carefully compose the lyrics of the ancient style, and I thought the ancient style was not good. ”
Xing Tian said dissatisfiedly: "When you raise an objection, it is better to give your opinion or your thoughts, otherwise it will give people the impression that you are opposing for the sake of opposition." ”
Zeng Shiqing ignored Xingtian, he lowered his head and thought for more than ten seconds and said, "I think we should create a song that burns a little and blew a little." Such a song is more in line with our positioning. ”
Although this answer is relatively close to the "standard answer" in Chen Minhao's heart, Chen Minhao didn't say anything else.
Chen Minhao looked at Jiang Yangbo, who had been silent, and asked, "What do you think, Jiang Yangbo?
"Captain, should we try something a little more pop music, something like our theme song. Jiang Yangbo asked.
Chen Minhao was excited in his heart, very good, three people and three ideas. But he still asked calmly, "Xingtian, do you have any ideas?"
Xing Tian smiled and said, "I listen to the captain." ”
Zeng Shiqing snorted coldly and asked, "Chen Minhao, what do you think?"
Chen Minhao thought for a while and said: "The lyrics of ancient style songs are classical and elegant, neatly worded, the tunes are beautiful, and the melody is important, and they have indeed been popular recently, but as Zeng Shiqing said, if you don't have enough skills, but if you force the ancient style, you may laugh and be generous." In addition, the ancient style songs mostly use ethnic instruments, and I think the live band should be biased towards rock and pop. So I think the archaic style should be ruled out. ”
Yin Xingyu hurriedly nodded and said, "Well, I listen to the captain." I'm just talking about the ancient style just now. ”
Chen Minhao thought to himself, am I so fierce in his mind?
Chen Minhao went on to add, "Burning, dreaming, and personalized pop music are not in conflict. One is the content direction, the other is the melody, and I think we can take this as our theme of music. What do you think?"
Everyone nodded and applauded.
Chen Minhao nodded slightly: "Then let's write five to eight sentences for each of us first, and probably have a simple melody in our minds." After two hours, let's go back together. ”
The five of them found a corner of the room and began to meditate.
Chen Minhao has been paying attention to the time, and as soon as the two hours arrived, he spoke directly: "How are you preparing, let's come over together." ”
The rest of the group was slow to get up.
Zeng Shiqing said embarrassedly: "Can we give you a little more time, we haven't thought about it yet." ”
Chen Minhao nodded bitterly and sweetly: "Well, then it will be another half an hour at most, and you must try it together." ”
The creation of several people did not go well, although it was similar to what Chen Minhao expected at the beginning, but he was still very happy. After all, the more unfortunate the progress of several people, the easier it will be for him to push forward with his idea in the end.
Half an hour later, the five got together.
Zeng Shiqing was the first to sing: "Dream chasing boy, go forward bravely, dream chasing boy, not afraid of hardships and dangers." Wipe away the tears and keep going, and the sweat finally condenses into flowers. ”
Zeng Shiqing sang sonorously and powerfully, but the others did not express any opinions.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Zeng Shiqing's eyes.
Jiang Yangbo hummed softly: "The dream written on the yellowed paper is only written on the paper after all. Where is the boy who wrote down his dreams now? Do you remember your dreams? ”
Jiang Yangbo sang a folk song, with a faint sense of regret and sadness in the tune. There was still no comment.
Yin Xingyu smiled shyly and sang in a low voice: "The young man looked into the distance and looked at the bright moonlight. All the strength is exhausted, and the heart is still blank. ”
Yin Xingyu sang more or less with an archaic feeling, each sentence was six words, and the last word of each sentence had to be ang.
He smiled shyly again after singing.
Chen Minhao signaled that Xingtian could start, Xingtian touched his head embarrassedly, and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't thought about it yet." ”
Zeng Shiqing grinned at the corners of his mouth and smiled contemptuously.
Chen Minhao said in a deep voice: "I think it is difficult for the words written by everyone to blend together. It's also hard to put together a song with everyone's melodies. ”
"If everyone's melody is different, it's equivalent to him writing a song and I writing a song. No matter how hard you put it together, you can't put it together. ”
"Music is actually a very intimate thing, and it's hard for us to find full resonance, let alone five of us. Therefore, everyone has their own ideas, and the time passes by minute by minute. ”
Several people looked at each other, but none of them spoke.
Chen Minhao sighed and said: "It's not early today, it's already 12 o'clock in the evening, let's go back and rest early, after all, creation needs brain cells, we will gather in this classroom at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning." Let's think about what I've said when you go back. ”
And when he had finished speaking, the crowd dispersed.
Everyone does have their own ideas, but is it really impossible for five people to create a song? Of course not.
Although Chen Minhao can also make some decisions now, it is another matter whether everyone is convinced or not.
Therefore, Chen Minhao hopes that the progress of the five people's creation will be a little slower and the situation will be a little more. In this way, the more anxious they are in the later stage, the easier it is to accept their own ideas and opinions.
Although Chen Minhao was not an old fritter in the workplace in his previous life, he understood a truth: don't think about preventing fires, but wait for the fire to burn and become a firefighter.