Chapter 414: Copying a Song, a Little Weak for the First Time (4)

Yuan Li glanced at Zhang Xingming strangely and said, "Why do you have to sing it?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Because this song "Forget Me Not" is too unsuitable for you to sing, it is not good. ”

Yan Lao stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Xingming and said, "That's my little countryman's proud work, I know that you want to scold people when you say this." "Yan Lao and Shi Guangnan are both born in Chongqing, but Yan Lao studied in Nankai, Chongqing, while Shi Guangnan went back to the capital to study.

Zhang Xingming said: "I'm talking about things, to tell the truth, I have heard a lot of Mr. Shi's songs, such as Sister Yuan's "On the Field of Hope", like "The Grapes of Turbo Are Ripe", "Playing the Tambourine and Singing" I like it very much, but this "Forget Me Not" is really not suitable for Sister Yuan to sing, Teacher Shi should not have been to Shandong, right? ”

Holding his brain that had been beaten, he turned his head to look at Director Huang Da, Director Huang turned his head to look at the stage below and pretended not to know, Yuan Li giggled, Yan Lao also laughed, and said, "It's okay, it's okay to talk about it in my place, don't talk nonsense when you go out, then do you have any ideas?"

Zhang Xingming rubbed his head and said, "There is a little, but I don't know how to read music and can't write it." ”

Yan Lao was very interested, and said: "Yo, okay, boy, haha, it's okay, I know music, you come to hum, I'll memorize, okay? Count it as a joint creation, hahaha, I'll pick up a cheap, who told you that kid doesn't learn music scores, haha, such a simple thing should be learned, write down the feelings in your heart at any time, and write down the tune you sing casually, maybe there will be a song in it that will be passed down for centuries." If you look back at history, what are the poems, poems, songs, fu, right? But the requirements for the passage of articles are too high, and the difficulty is too great, and there are only songs, which will always be sung and sung. ”

The staff on the side didn't need to be instructed, got up and ran downstairs to get paper and pen and handed it to Yan Lao, Yan Lao opened the book on the armrest of the chair and put it away, unscrewed the pen, and wrote a few words on the notebook in the January 1986 Workers' Gymnasium, and then said to Zhang Xingming: "You sing, I'll remember." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "It's not very mature, you write the score first, and then I'll fill in the words when I'm done. ”

Yan Lao said: "Okay, no problem, I also want to see your work soon, haha, if it doesn't sound good, you kid has to invite me to drink." ”

Zhang Xingming coughed, thought about it, and hummed slowly.

It's been too long, and he doesn't remember some places very clearly, but fortunately, the main melody is still remembered, and a song "Bloodstained Style" came to the world more than a year in advance. This song is a song sung by Xu Liang and Wang Hong, the heroes of Laoshan in the Spring Festival Gala in 87, which became popular all of a sudden, and later Xu Liang stopped performing for various reasons, and this song was put into his own album by Dong Wenhua, and it changed from a duet to a solo.

The lyricist of this song is Chen Zhe, and the composer is Su Yue, a cultural celebrity.

The two of them co-created many songs that ruled the population in that era, and their representative works are "Loess High Slope" and "Ode to Blood".

Su Yue composed more songs, Jacky Cheung's "The Deeper My Love for You, the More Heartache Becomes", An Wen (Su's wife)'s "Full Moon West Building", Huang Gexuan's "Sadness is an Unspeakable Pain", Na Ying's "Leaky Cabin", etc., are also a generation of talents, but unfortunately they have to run a company to invest in film and television, and they ended up in prison.

Zhang Xingming thought about these things in his heart, hummed softly in his mouth, Yan Lao listened carefully, and recorded them in his notebook.

The first time he only hummed the tune to facilitate Yan Lao's record, and the second time Zhang Xingming sang the lyrics:

Maybe I say goodbye and will never come back,

Do you understand? Do you understand?

Maybe I will fall, and I will not rise again,

Do you still have to look forward to it forever?

If so, don't mourn,

The flag of the republic bears our blood-stained demeanor.

If so, don't mourn,

The flag of the republic bears our blood-stained demeanor

Maybe my eyes can never be opened again,

Do you understand my silence?

Maybe I will sleep and will not be able to wake up,

Do you believe that I have turned into a mountain?

If so, don't mourn,

The soil of the republic has the love we give.

If so, don't mourn,

The soil of the republic has the love we give.

If so, don't mourn,

The flag of the republic bears our blood-stained demeanor.

If so, don't mourn,

The flag of the republic bears our blood-stained demeanor.

Bloodstained demeanor.

Director Huang patted the armrest and said, "Good song." ”

Yan Lao didn't make a sound, he hummed slowly with his notebook, and scratched his pen from time to time.

Yuan Li leaned over to Zhang Xingming's ear and said, "Really sing it for me?"

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "Well, Mr. Pu presided over the wedding, and after he finished speaking, this song was directly released, which just fits the theme, how about it?"

Director Huang said: "Okay, it's decided, this song can work, haha, Erming is Erming, amazing." How about Xiao Yuan? Can you sing?"

Yuan Li pondered for a while and said, "Yes, the tune is quite simple, and it is not difficult to sing." ”

Yan Lao said: "Good songs, where are the songs that have been passed down for a long time have complex tunes, the simpler they are, the more difficult it is to write, but it is a classic to write, this song is good, I will do it again, don't worry." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "There is another song, put it at the end of the party, I will sing it again, please remember it again." ”

Yan Lao slapped his hand on his leg and said, "Okay, you can sing." If you want me to say that you can learn from me, it will be a great sense of accomplishment to write it yourself, right?"

Zhang Xingming said: "This, what, Yan Lao, I sang it, you remember it." ”

Elder Yan shook his head and picked up the pen.

still hummed the tune once, and put the lyrics on it for the second time, it turned out that Song Zhuying sang it on the Spring Festival Gala in 1998, with lyrics written by the car dealership and composed by Li Xin, "Good Day" came out 12 years ahead of schedule.

Yan Lao put down his pen and said: "This word is festive, the time of the daughter can't wait, let's catch up with the prosperity and enjoy the peace, from some ordinary life of the common people for the New Year, I expressed my love for the party and the country, and I firmly believe in the party and the country, good, yes, this song is completely enough to be used as the finale of the Spring Festival Gala, the kid is really good." Why don't you come and learn with me for a few days?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Yan Lao, it's really not that I don't want to learn, how dare I not give you face, I really don't have time, this party, I have to go to Hong Kong immediately after the party, there are still a lot of things over there, my own, the company, and the state arranged, I don't have enough time." ”

Yan Lao nodded and said: "The greater the ability, the more responsibility, the more responsibility, the more things, I understand this, okay, I'll give me two songs, I'll go back and figure it out, and give you a satisfactory answer, haha, then you're busy, I'll go back and ponder, Xiao Yuan and I together, just familiarize yourself, as soon as these two songs are sung, you will become a big star, hahaha." ”

Yan Lao stood up, took the notebook and walked away, Yuan Li and Zhang Xingming and Huang Dao said hello, and followed Yan Lao and left.

Zhang Xingming said to Director Huang: "Okay, this time it doesn't take too much time, right? ”

Director Huang looked at him and said, "Director Zhang, you look like a director more than me, what else can I say?"