Chapter 221: Su Xinyu's performance

The fat man saw that Cheng An was really angry, so he shrank his mouth and stayed honestly. Cheng An told everyone about today's events, and instructed everyone not to be sympathetic to anyone tomorrow. Cheng An himself is very difficult to do, he doesn't want his own people to cause him any more trouble, Su Xinyu's matter Cheng An knows in his heart, and he will consider it as appropriate.

The farce brought back by the fat man at night made Cheng An suppress it, and everyone in the dream office returned to the room to rest with interest. The night passed quickly, and in the early morning of the next day, Cui Jun took the person from the hotel to the dream office.

Cheng An, who had been waiting in the audition studio of the dream office, and everyone looked at this person with a little difference in front of them through the glass, and everyone was looking forward to Su Xinyu's performance. Cheng An pulled the microphone in front of him to his mouth and said, "Which song are you going to sing Su Xinyu?"

"Can I sing the songs I wrote myself?" Su Xinyu thought for a moment and said softly.

Cheng An really didn't expect Su Xinyu to write songs by herself, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with a slight smile: "Of course you can, you just play to your heart's content." ”

With Cheng An's consent, Su Xinyu stood in place to adjust her emotions, and then began her singing voice. As soon as he opened his mouth, Cheng An and everyone were deeply intoxicated. Everyone's breathing became quite slow, and everyone was afraid that the sound of their own breathing would drown out the sound of heaven.

The song was sung from beginning to end, and everyone fell into absolute silence. Everyone was intoxicated and couldn't extricate themselves, if it weren't for Su Xinyu asking Cheng An in the audition studio: "Is it okay?"

Everyone was still outside and couldn't slow down, Wen Ya put her hands on her chest, and said with envy: "It's so beautiful, even I can't match it." Brother Cheng, what do you think?"

"Well, it's really very good, and it's beyond my expectations!" Cheng An nodded solemnly and agreed with what Wen Ya said.

"And more importantly, this song was written by Su Xinyu herself!Brother Cheng, this is even more rare!" even Lan Luofei opened her mouth to admire, and she also said to Cheng An's heart. Su Xinyu's uniqueness is indeed her creative skills, every time Cheng An writes a song, no matter how disguised it is, it is difficult to hide his masculinity, Su Xinyu is different, this song not only has no masculine flavor at all, it is full of extreme gentleness, and the lyrics are also quite beautiful. As a senior songwriter and superstar in the music world, Cheng An, with Su Xinyu's current creative skills, he can be compared with him at the same time!

This is not Cheng An deliberately elevating Su Xinyu, but Cheng An's most authentic evaluation of Su Xinyu! Cheng An is really tempted, he sat in his position and rejoiced, if it weren't for Su Xinyu's persistence and persistence, he would have really missed this genius in the music world. Even if Su Xinyu can't recover after the operation, Cheng An will lead her to her dream office.

Su Xinyu's future development of the super girl group can be said to be no longer Cheng An's original thoughts, just with Su Xinyu's creative ability, she has a vital role in the super girl group. No, Cheng An didn't be happy too early, he still has some of his doubts, Cheng An has quite old experience in the entertainment industry.

Many excellent works created in the entertainment industry may not have been written by him. As long as you pay some price, you can take it for yourself. Although Cheng An is reluctant to think about this, Cheng An still has to take these things into account before making a decision.

And there is another problem that Cheng An is also very concerned about, a person's creative inspiration is sometimes very strange. Take Cheng An himself as an example, many times his inspiration will be stuck. The level of songs created is also high and low, and not every song can be popular and people like it completely. If Su Xinyu's song is her proud work, or this is the only peak of Su Xinyu's creation, and it happens to show them at this time, then Cheng An wants Su Xinyu to create for the super girl group in the future, isn't it empty talk?

After Cheng An considered all these things in his mind, he adjusted his body and made himself stand upright on the seat. Try to make your tone not as excited as after listening to Su Xinyu's singing just now, turned on the microphone switch in his hand, and Cheng An asked calmly: "What is the name of this song?"

"Dream fantasies!"

"No wonder this song is so beautiful! it must be the truest feeling in your heart. Su Xinyu, I take the liberty of asking you, is this your most proud song?"

"Yes, I have been brewing this song for three years, and in these three years, this song is the best interpretation of my dream!" Su Xinyu answered Cheng An very honestly.

"Then do you have any other creative works? Or is there a possibility that you can write a song for the super girl group of the dream office?" Cheng An asked the question he wanted to know the answer to the most, and Su Xinyu's appearance can be said to have solved Cheng An's most headache for him, that is, the style of creation. No matter how good Cheng An's songs are, they are all from the hands of Cheng An, a man.

The difference in personality leads to the difference in creative style, which cannot be filled with experience and inspiration, it is like a gap that can never be bridged, not that Cheng An can be eliminated by his own ability. This has been known since Cheng An created his first song for the super girl group, but the situation at that time did not allow Cheng An to think about these problems.

Now the disabled person in front of him is like an angel sent by God to Cheng An. This expensive gift made Cheng An unable to tolerate the slightest loss, so he set his expectations very high, for fear that this expectation would become like falling into hell after Su Xinyu's answer!

Cheng An was apprehensive, his fingers clutched the edge of the microphone until there was no blood on his fingers, and Cheng An didn't notice anything. looked at Su Xinyu in the audition studio through the glass, and watched Su Xinyu's cherry mouth that could sing the most natural sound slowly open.

At this moment, it seemed that time had been frozen, the picture in front of Cheng An seemed to have slowed down dozens of times, and Su Xinyu's every move and the slightest change in her expression were all visible. It wasn't until Cheng An's eardrums received Su Xinyu's accurate answer that Cheng An's body was like a loss of strength, and he leaned on the back of the chair with satisfaction!