"Why is there no one who wants to sing?" Ye Zheng asked, without waiting for Wang Jie to answer, he understood after thinking about it. No one sings Wang Jie's songs, and the most important thing is the style of Wang Jie's songs. What Ye Zheng values most is the novelty of these songs, which comes from the general BALLAD genre on the market.

The BALLAD genre is also jokingly called "ballet song", which refers to the song style that is very widespread in the market, you sing and I sing, everyone sings, and it has stopped many times without new ideas, and it is a very market-oriented song. For example, some of the songs that Ye Zheng took out belong to this kind, especially the songs that focus on the love of couples, most of them are of this type.

This type of song occupies the largest market. Most of the singers sing in this style. For listeners, most of the most common ones are also in this style. It's just that sometimes it sounds like a feeling that many singers sing and sing, and it's easy to get bored and aesthetically tired.

And these songs created by Wang Jie are not the same as the ordinary BALLAD style, which is very innovative. However, it does not mean that if it is different and new, it can be accepted. Each singer has the style of each singer and has their own songs that they are good at. Wang Jie's songs are good, but they may not be suitable for others. And most of the rookie singers who have not yet formed their own style dare not use songs that are too innovative. Once it does not attract attention but is reduced to a niche music, it is sad.

Therefore, it is understandable that no one wants to sing Wang Jie's songs. Wang Jie also looked sad, these songs, Zhou Ke said that they were good, and Ye Zheng also said that they were good, but no one wanted to sing them. Songs that no one sings, just words and musical characters on paper.

"It's a pity......" Ye Zheng sighed softly, he liked these songs, especially the two songs he pointed out, one of which was called "West Chamber" with some Chinese flavor. In the music industry of this world, there is no concept of Chinese style yet, and Ye Zheng is also preparing to launch it in the future, but now is not the time. If he pushes out all the excellent music genres he has mastered, not to mention the conflicts between various styles and the grabbing of the market, and he may also fall into the embarrassing situation of "Jiang Lang's talents".

But now, his rock music market has stabilized, and most of his recent pop albums are ballad songs, except for the Phoenix Legend song. At this time, it would be very good if some new songs could be released. Ye Zheng said that it was a pity, Wang Jie's face suddenly showed a look of disappointment that could not be concealed, he mustered up the courage to come to Ye Zheng, just to see if Ye Zheng had any good way. But when Ye Zheng said this, it seems that there is no good way.

"Okay, Ye Dong, since that's the case, I'll go first......" Wang Jie said dejectedly, and wanted to turn around and leave, but heard Ye Zheng say: "Wait a minute, I have an idea." "Huh?" Wang Jie looked at Ye Zheng in surprise, but heard Ye Zheng say: "They don't want to sing, why don't you sing and try it yourself?" "This ......" Wang Jie thought that Ye Zheng would say something good, but he didn't expect Ye Zheng to say this, and he was immediately disappointed, and explained with some embarrassment: "I ...... I can't speak a little slurred, and I can't sing......"

Ye Zheng said in his heart, but he didn't think that such a little bit of unclear words was a roadblock, and said with a smile: "What's the point of not being able to articulate words?

"Is it okay?" Ye Zheng's words made Wang Jie's eyes light up a little, and he looked full of hope, but he still didn't have much confidence in his words: "Forget it, I can't sing well......"

"There's no one who can't sing, just haven't found the right song. Ye Zheng looked at him and said: "Generally speaking, when writing songs, creators have paid their own hard work and spirit, and come according to their own ideal feelings. This ideal feeling will make one's own creation more suitable for oneself to sing...... Did you feel that way when you wrote these songs? Did you ever think about singing them yourself?"

Wang Jie nodded a little embarrassedly: "Well, there is." Actually, I used to love singing, but then I found out that I was wrong, so I gave up and switched to learning music composition. But I can sing the songs I write. "Okay, you can sing this song "West Chamber" now for me to listen to. Ye Zheng said with a smile, and motioned for Wang Jie to take the song sheet over. Wang Jie's expression hesitated slightly, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay." Ye Dong, I have memorized the lyrics and tunes, and I can sing them when I open my mouth. ”

"Oh?" Ye Zheng was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Okay, then you can sing." Wang Jie cleared his throat and began to sing this song "West Chamber" composed by himself. Listening to Wang Jie singing softly, Ye Zheng felt a feeling of brightness, indeed, Wang Jie's words were a little unclear, and some words couldn't even hear what he was singing at first glance, but there was really a special charm. This kind of unclear singing style, and the faint charm of the prototype of Chinese style, reminded Ye Zheng of a person.

Jay. Of course, Jay Chou doesn't usually speak and can't speak clearly, this is just his singing style. However, in Wang Jie's case, this innate characteristic makes him interpret Jay Chou's style very well. And Jay Chou is also very good at writing and singing Chinese-style songs, and is known as the creator of Chinese-style music by many fans.

The more he listened, the more Ye Zheng felt that Wang Jie's characteristics had a lot of similarities with Jay Chou, and probably all that was missing was Jay Chou's pride and heavenly temperament. However, Jay Chou also grew up from an inconspicuous little shrimp, who can guarantee that Wang Jie will not have some achievements in the future?

After Wang Jie finished singing, his heart was fluttering and he was very nervous. Because he couldn't pronounce clearly, he hadn't sung in front of others for several years, and only when he was alone, he would hum and entertain himself. And the songs he created himself, especially the songs he dared to show to Ye Zheng today, were all very fond of him, and he sang them many times after they were created. He didn't feel that he sang well and distinctively, singing was originally his dream, but now it is just a hobby hidden in his heart. He never thought that one day he would sing to others, let alone imagine that this person was Ye Zheng. He looked at Ye Zheng with expectant and nervous eyes, and then he saw the smile on Ye Zheng's face, and saw Ye Zheng applauding and praised: "Very good, very good, you will sing these songs yourself!"

I'll take you to Zhou Ke now, sign a contract with a singer, and then you can go back and ponder these songs again and fix them. If you don't think there's anything left to fix up, try to make your own arrangement, and I heard that you have a set of arrangements, and I want to see what you can do with your own songs. ”

Wang Jie had a dreamlike feeling, and before he could sort out Ye Zheng's words, he heard Ye Zheng continue: "It just so happens that I also have some similar ideas, I'll sort them out again, write them out when I come back in the afternoon, and then show them to you." Together, we worked together to make an album, and I was in charge of the production of the album. ”