Chapter 30: Controversial saliva songs, unreasonable fire

Back in the capital, Xu Yuan and Meng Xiaoxuan went to the recording studio she frequented.

There are countless recording studios in the capital, Meng Xiaoxuan doesn't look at the current traffic and coffee slots, but the configuration is really not good. A small recording studio, compared to Yang Ying's use, is simply a world of difference.

"Like?" Xu Yuan noticed that there was a sense of longing in Meng Xiaoxuan's eyes.

She loved the equipment.

"Like. Meng Xiaoxuan nodded, in front of her father, she was embarrassed to say whatever she wanted.

"After leaving Haoyue, your studio is officially established, and when the time comes, get your own recording studio. Xu Yuan promised.

"Okay, okay. Meng Xiaoxuan jumped up.

Others say this more like deceiving an ignorant little girl.

But when Xu Yuan said it, Meng Xiaoxuan would definitely believe it.

In her heart, Dad is an omnipotent superman.

This is the confidence she has lost for more than ten years, and now she is finally back.

In a day and a half, the song was recorded. Because it needed a few sentences of falsetto to accompany the singing, Xu Yuan took a hand and helped hum a few words. Not to mention, there's still something.

Looking at the finished product, Meng Xiaoxuan was a little apprehensive.

"Can we do this song?" Meng Xiaoxuan's concern was not unreasonable.

Of the two songs in Yang Ying's album, one has now ranked seventh on the pop chart, and one has reached fourth.

This result is very optimistic.

In the case of someone releasing an album, Meng Xiaoxuan can only release one single, which is already a disadvantage.

If you can't compare to others in the rankings, then you really lose.

"Don't worry, this song doesn't seem to have much meaning, but the funny style is very much in line with the whimsical thinking of young people today. It's hard to say about the annual selection, but in terms of popularity, it's okay to beat two Yang Ying. ”

After speaking, Xu Yuan sent the original song to Ningmeng, and the rest depends on Ningmeng.

After Ning Meng got the song, she immediately contacted Huang Yiyun Music, and the editor-in-chief over there was overjoyed.

You must know how popular Yang Ying is now, and how explosive her songs are.

In this case, countless people have long been looking forward to Meng Xiaoxuan's new work.

No matter what the level of Meng Xiaoxuan's new song is, the attention must be insane.

Immediately, on the homepage of Huang Yiyun Music, the most conspicuous big cover is recommended to be replaced directly in advance. The cover is in a gloomy style, and it is a Nai Ho bridge with a colorful little girl standing on it, and there are many gray-black demons and monsters around her.

This style of painting, this cover design, instantly attracted a lot of people.

Xiao He is an ordinary urban white-collar worker and a loyal user of Huang Yiyun's music.

He was chatting with his colleagues, and the computer suddenly clicked, and a song was updated, which was the push of Huang Yiyun's music.

Huang Yiyun Music is not as good as Penguin and Ali Ma Ma in terms of copyright, but user satisfaction is actually the best among the three giants. It depends on their efforts to push and comment.

Their pushes always hit the audience's soft underbelly, just right.

"Meng Xiaoxuan's new song?"

Xiao He's words attracted the attention of his colleagues, and in an instant, his desk was full of colleagues.

"Wow, the second battle of the little diva has begun!"

"What, it's just a single?

"Listen to it, if it sounds good. ”

"No matter how good it is, a song can't win an album!"

"Alas, the resources are not good, Meng Xiaoxuan is a pity. ”

"Out of the mountain, what's the strange name? Does it mean that she is finally going out of the mountain after filming?"

"This interface, it looks like panic, horror music?"

"Don't make noise, let's go, listen!"

Unlike the cover, the intro comes out, but in a rather cheerful style, without any horror weirdness at all.

"I crossed the overpass in the middle of the night, and I never dared to look back.

It's a lot of traffic during the day, and at this time it's Lethe River under your feet!"

After only singing two sentences, Xiao He's body trembled.

It was as if an electric current was passing through his body, leaving him out of his body.

Isn't this the one who sings?

Working overtime until late at night, crossing the overpass is always one of the things that white-collar workers are most afraid of, especially the underpass, which is panicked. Xiao He, a big man, will take out his mobile phone and pretend to talk on the phone to give himself courage.

In fact, on the other side, hehe, is the intimate young lady of 10086!

In the middle of the night, the disturbing financial CBD is like a ghost town, rubbing shoulders during the day and empty at night.

These two sentences render Xiao He's living environment very well.

In fact, in the previous life, there were special statistics about the song Izuyama.

The fact that this song has the widest audience among white-collar workers is completely unexpected by songmakers and reviewers. Everyone has guessed that it is an ancient audience, a group of high school students, and even a rotten girl group, but it is a white-collar group!

The consumption explosiveness of this group is very high.

The song continues.

"I walked alone halfway up the mountain, and the wild dogs of the mountains came to keep me company,

The forests are dyed with hundreds of streams, and the autumn wind blows through the ghost gate.

Three years and five years in an instant, tasting coarse tea and eating light rice.

The Six Realms and Eight Desolations are all over the world, and no one is calling me out.

The world is absurd and strange, outside the bamboo forest, there is a study.

Hiding in this place is enjoyable, those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

It's me who pretends to be foolish,

Or do they have a ghost in mind?"

An inexplicable lyric makes people can't extricate themselves, but the chorus that follows is even more addictive and shocking.

"There are people who are unrepentant and confuse black and white in the fog!

In the feelings, others dare not come to debunk it!

It seems that the time is coming, but in fact, it is committing crimes against the wind!

When the song is over and the people are dispersed, who else is watching this play?"

Accusation, these three sentences are completely accusations!

Meng Xiaoxuan is accusing Hua Ce, accusing Yang Ying, and accusing Haoyue Film and Television!

In the same way, those who listen to the song also hear their own accusations of life in it!

In the workplace, there are always bad people who want to confuse black and white and fight for success.

There are always people who are my good friend, I am your good friend, but in fact, the circle of friends has long been set up and the other party is not visible.

There are even more people who rise to the top, but they rely on all those subordinate means.

This kind of person is everywhere, performing every day, and it has long been boring for the little white-collar workers who are doing things in a down-to-earth manner.

I can't hit you, can't I spit on yet?

I can't just say you, can I sing it?

"Quietly with nagging,

Just look at me and join in the fun,

Don't be too sloppy in your cameo,

Dip the oysters in a sauce.

Quietly you nag,

Just look at the excitement you joined,

I hear you make a mark,

Please put it in your bag and don't show it off.

Someone is lost!

It's bittersweet!

Three years and five years in an instant!

This song will eventually be scattered!"

At the end of the song, everyone in the office looked at each other, and then sat back at their desks. They turned on their computers, turned on their phones, put on their headphones, and listened to this song over and over again, which they couldn't say was good, but they really wanted to hear and sing.

Slowly, the whole office was filled with that jumping rhythm.

At the same time, in the backstage of Huang Yiyun's music, an editor shouted: "It's out, the data out of the mountain is out......!" Burst...... Boom!"

Then, the office was cheered!