Chapter 110: Unspoken rules

In the recording studio, Wang Yan wore a headset, his eyes were fixed on the lyrics and kept reading silently, in such a short time, I really wanted to memorize the entire lyrics, but it was not easy, and it was even more difficult to modify it again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Wang Yan read silently for a quarter of an hour, he was still afraid that he could not remember some things clearly, so he seized all the time and kept looking at the song scores and music scores.

THE HEADSET IS ACCOMPANIED BY A MIXTURE OF PIANO AND STRING ENSEMBLE, DRUM & BASS, AND A TRADITIONAL CHINESE INSTRUMENT 'SHAKUHACHI' (STILL INHERITED IN JAPAN BUT EXTINCT IN CHINA).

Wang Yan listened to the lingering and desolate accompaniment, and felt a burst of loss and loneliness in his heart, not wrong, it was a deep feeling of loneliness.

The body that had been sleeping for a thousand years awoke from the rotten branches and dead leaves

It was the nightingale's desolate sigh that unraveled the spell

The forgotten sword was sealed by whom, followed by the sound of the flute and the horse's hooves

Find you

Wang Yan, who was just about to breathe, suddenly felt that the accompaniment sound in his ears suddenly stopped, which made his heart sink suddenly, could there be something wrong?

Sure enough, the voice of the elder brother of the JS brother and sister group, Tadashi, came from the headset.

"Wang Yan, you should know that this song was created with passion after watching the movie The Last Samurai, although you don't have to watch the movie now, you ・・・・・ you have to understand what this movie is about, and what is the artistic conception of my song?"

Speaking of this, he was afraid that Wang Yan would not be able to understand his thoughts, so he deliberately demonstrated how to sing.

"I didn't feel a trace of the loneliness and emptiness before I found you just now, and the joy and joy in the last beat of the word 'you' were all in a low tone, without any emotion at all. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yan also roughly knew what he was wrong, but he still got off the headset, walked out, and said to the recording studio: "Play back just now・・・・・・"

With his eyes closed, Wang Yan listened to the accompaniment and felt that it was indeed like what JS Zhongyi said, and he didn't feel a sense of soul resonance.

If you want to get the approval of others when singing, you first have to pay your own feelings, if you don't have a trace of emotion at all, like the walking dead, if you look like an outward, then it is difficult for this song to become popular. Because it doesn't resonate with the listeners.

Just like Wang Yan's first recording of "Bei.Jingbei.Beijing", the listener can't see the singer's appearance, he can only feel the singer's feelings from the singing, which triggers resonance.

The reason why his song can become popular is not because it captured the hottest feelings in the hearts of all the friends who are drifting in the 'horizontal drift' and 'north drifting'.

After summarizing all the comprehensions in his heart, Wang Yan found that his understanding of music had deepened again. Looking at the studio and JS, he nodded and said, "Let's record again." ”

Put on the headset, and within a few seconds, the familiar accompaniment sound sounded again.

The tone of this song is loneliness and emptiness, using the past as a metaphor for the present. After the ancient samurai experienced countless killings, the emptiness, loneliness and loneliness in their hearts, and the professional 'samurai' living in the steel forest today are deceitful and fighting for power and profit, and then the inner blankness and loneliness.

I can't see the difference between life and death between the future and the past

Leave here without joy or regret

Dawn and crescent moon alternate and I've traveled through the centuries

Just for you

The cherry blossom (plum) petals are drifting in this sad landscape

The long sleeves can't be waved for a lifetime, and the sword light and sword shadow hey~

Born to prove the traces of love

Fire burns after greater life

Kill is to sing the praises of the magnificence before the destruction

The night is a wolf, with deep eyes and lonely eyes waiting for the dawn

Am I already doomed

This displaced, fate, my broken wings

Until you make me find myself

The JS brothers and sisters looked at the loneliness and loneliness on the face of Wang Yan, who had his eyes closed, and listened to the sad voice in his ears, and felt a little depressed in his heart for a while.

After being depressed, they were excited, and they didn't expect that Wang Yan would perform this song so well, which was beyond their expectations.

Originally, in their hearts, they felt that only they could sing the unique ideas and empty feelings of this song, but they didn't expect that this time they really had a long insight, and they did see Wang Yan's unique talent in music.

Although there were a few mistakes along the way, and even some unnecessary mistakes, this was still beyond their expectations, and the whole song was officially recorded in just one afternoon.

Listening to the applause coming from the headset, Wang Yan knew that he had succeeded, and it was definitely a great success. The recording that made both the original and the original singer slap and congratulate was indeed a successful recording.

However, Wang Yan couldn't be happy at the moment, he was really a little deep, a little enchanted, just now with the skills in the system, he actually thought in his heart that he was a samurai, the last samurai.

Finally came out of this strange emotion, Wang Yan had a hint of relief on his face. This kind of thing can be big or small, in the big picture, often substituted into some characters, it may cause schizophrenia, and even death, and in the slight aspect, go to see a psychiatrist and it's fine.

A smile bloomed on his cold face, and Wang Yan said to the JS brothers and sisters: "Your song is so well written, I feel like I am the samurai or hero, it is very graphic and realistic." ”

got Wang Yan's praise, especially Wang Yan's praise for being a powerful creator, and the JS brothers and sisters also have smiles on their faces, what is more honorable than their peers agreeing and praising them, and what appreciates them is a very talented creator and musician.

After recording a song so quickly, their faces were also a lot more relaxed, and only the last one was left, but this one was not from Wang Yan, but from Dahu.

Wang Yan said goodbye to the JS brothers and sisters and walked towards Sister K's office. On the way, he saw Hu Ge who was walking towards this side, smiled, and Wang Yan said, "Good luck ・・・・・・"

Hu Ge slapped Wang Yan and said, "No problem, by the way, I forgot to ask you, how are those two people? Fierce or not? I'm the first time, don't be scolded by them for a while." ”

"Probably not, anyway, I wasn't scolded by them, a very kind pair of brothers and sisters. Hurry up, don't make people wait in a hurry, and I won't give you a good look for a while. ”

Wang Yan also patted Hu Ge and said with a smile.

The two separated, Wang Yan also came to Sister K's office after a while, walked in, Wang Yan said: "Sister K, my task has been completed, by the way, there is an interlude, isn't it? When will it be recorded, I am full of motivation now." ”

Sister K looked at Wang Yan, tapped the pen in her hand, and said, "Tomorrow, record two songs a day, there should be no problem." ”

Resolute and resolute is vigorous and resolute, and it really deserves the name of Sister K.

As if thinking of something, Sister K said again: "By the way, you will check it later, see how your little junior brother is, this time you can't fool around when recording songs, it must be of high quality, and maybe the original soundtrack will be released in the future." ”

Hearing this good news, Wang Yan's heart was also excited. This time, he is also the main pillar in it, although there are singers who are more famous than him, but he can't suppress him Wang Yan sings more than others.

In this play, Wang Yan alone collects three songs, an ending song, and two interludes, which is definitely the first existence.

"Okay, then I'll go and see how Dahu performs and see if I can give him some guidance?"

Since Sister K said so, Wang Yan didn't plan to go back, and was directly going back to the recording studio to see how Dahu recorded the song.

Seeing Wang Yan turn around and prepare to leave, Sister K said with a 'hey' voice: "Don't be in such a hurry, I still have something to tell you." The audition news over "The Condor Heroes" has been fed back, you are unsuccessful, and Huang Xiaoming won the male lead in this play. ”

Hearing Sister K say this, Wang Yan's body was also stunned. suddenly remembered what Sister K said last time before she left, could Sister K have predicted the result at that time?

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not a master of prophecy, hehe, young man, the water in the entertainment industry is deep, it seems that you will have to learn more in the future, you know?" Sister K smiled smugly, pointed to Wang Yan and said.

Saying this, although Wang Yan felt a little lost in his heart, he was much more comfortable. He didn't lose to the other party because of his strength, it's just the rules of the entertainment industry.

Although Wang Yan scoffed at the unspoken rule, he could bear it in his heart. After all, in the troubled waters of the entertainment industry, it is impossible for the environment to adapt to people, only people to adapt to the environment, and when he became the male number one in "Fairy Sword", he was already prepared.

"I know, Sister K, don't worry, I'm fine. Wang Yan smiled faintly, only he knew in his heart if there was anything wrong.

"By the way, there's one more thing, hey, now I'm really your professional agent, and everything has come to me. "Blood Romance" will have a press conference in the capital next week, and Hairun asks you to be on time. ”

"Got it, Sister K, within two days, I promise to complete all the songs and then participate in the event. ”

Pressing this trace of loss in the deepest part of his heart, Wang Yan said with a smile on his face, and then left the office and walked in the direction of the recording studio.

It's just that when he walked in the corridor, his hands were clenched tightly.

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