All in all, the background of the original arrangement of this song, because of the plot of the movie, is historically positioned as the Qin Dynasty. But the storyline www.biquge.info of our game advertisement is much older than the Qin Dynasty, and it is almost the birthpoint of Chinese civilization. So we needed a version of the arrangement that would sound and feel more quaint and primitive. ”

Unlike his wife, Mr. Kim does not have a separate office, but a semi-independent compartment in the office hall next door to the studio, which is made of aluminum alloy, plates and thick glass doors.

The sound insulation of this compartment is not bad, and when the glass door is closed, the sound outside the house is basically inaudible. But after all, a compartment is just a compartment, and the problem of cramped space is inevitable.

Duan Shanshan and Kim Zhengpei are not skinny, and they are huddled in the same two-person sofa, and both of them feel that their hands and feet are a little unable to stretch.

When I was chatting with Kim Yeon-jung about the game soundtrack before, there were a lot of game screenshots and the original soundtrack of the game that Duan Shanshan found himself as a reference, and the barrier to oral communication was lowered a lot. And when talking to Kim Jong-bae about the arrangement of "Burning Heart with Fire", many of the needs have only a vague outline, and they have to rely entirely on oral communication.

Duan Shanshan's half-baked Korean level has become a problem.

After a few times of unsatisfactory resignation or directly jumping into a string of Chinese, Duan Shanshan asked if the s.m. company had Chinese translator a little embarrassed.

Yes, not much, and probably all busy. Without making an appointment in advance, it may be rude to disrupt someone else's work plan with an unexpected situation.

Kim Jung-bae pushed the black glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile.

What should I do then? Duan Shanshan scratched his ears and cheeks with a frown.

Don't worry, your daily communication in spoken Korean is not a big problem, but we will not communicate well when it comes to some more obscure technical terms. In fact, we don't necessarily need someone else to help translate this kind of small problem, we can solve it ourselves.

Kim Jong-bae said as he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked it, turned the pages, and found and opened a piece of software.

"Kojema. ”

Putting the phone to his mouth, Kim Jung-bae said something in Korean, and then handed the phone to Duan Shanshan.

In the translation result column on the interface of the software, three Chinese characters are written.

"Don't worry. ”

Wow, that's amazing! Mobile phone software still has such an advanced oral translation function? As a dead house that relies heavily on computers and basically doesn't use mobile phones much, Duan Shanshan has seen it for the first time.

"Can I also install this software on my phone?" Duan Shanshan also took out his Samsung mobile phone from his pocket, and eagerly held it with both hands and handed it to Kim Zhengpei.

"Of course. Jin Zhengpei took the phone, fiddled with it a few times, and quickly handed it back to Duan Shanshan, and then briefly introduced how the software should be operated.

"Kangsang Hamida, Kangsang Hamida!" After taking back the phone, Duan Shanshan tried it with great interest, and the effect seemed to be quite good, so he nodded his head in thanks.

Next, the two of them held a mobile phone and began to stumble with the assistance of translation software.

"How early is it?Duan Jihua, can you give me a specific direction?" asked Kim Jung-bae curiously.

"Before there were written records, it was the so-called prehistory, and conservative estimates were 5,000 years ago. Duan Shanshan thought about it for a long time, and could only explain it like this.

Kim Zhengpei took a breath and said, "In other words, it's a story from the creation myth?"

Duan Shanshan nodded: "Yes, basically you can understand it this way, so the arrangement must have the feeling of primitive clan civilization." ”

"Okay, I get the idea, are there any other requirements?" asked Kim Jong-bae, taking out a small memo and a pen from his jacket pocket, as he wrote.

"The second requirement is that the plot theme of the original movie is that a couple of infatuated men and women are forcibly separated by the emperor, which is quite different from the advertising plot of our game. The plot of our ad is about the conflict between the gods and spirits, which caused the heavens to fall apart, floods and fires raged everywhere, and the heavens and the earth fell into a great catastrophe. In this environment, Nuwa worked tirelessly to quarry stones and refine stone pillars to make up for the sky, which eliminated these disasters in the world and finally saved the whole world. Therefore, we hope that the original love-hate mood will be reduced when arranging the music, and it is best to properly highlight the harsh external environment and the courage to go to great times. ”

"Wow, this request, even if I can express a similar atmosphere in the arrangement, it would be too difficult to ask a female idol to interpret this emotion......" Kim Jong Bae couldn't help but stop his pen and said dumbfounded.

"Well, it's a bit of a tough one, but I'm sure Taeyeon-seo can do it. Duan Shanshan rubbed his chin and nodded slowly.

After explaining the arrangement requirements clearly, Duan Shanshan left his mobile phone number and whereabouts, and said goodbye to Kim Jong-pei. I came to Kim Yeon-jung's office again, said hello to her, and went to stay in the reception room next to her.

opened the notebook, taking advantage of the gap at this moment, Duan Shanshan first sent a message to the Red Army, Scurry, True Essence, Ma Boyong and others, mentioned the matter of the essay, thought about it, and forwarded it to Feiling.

It had already been decided when I talked about the essay in Shencheng that day, if these face-appreciating faces participated, no matter what the result of the competition was, their manuscripts would be bought by the threesome studio at a price slightly higher than the market, anyway, there was a limit on the length of the article, and the cost would not be too big. In terms of the quality of their works, there is definitely no problem with the collection and publication, and it can be regarded as an advance payment.

After finishing this matter, seeing that there was still a little time before noon, Duan Shanshan opened several configuration sheets that he maintained, such as task sheets, white sheets, etc., and checked them line by line again to see if there were any missing typos or punctuation. Although it is nothing more than an update to the studio's intranet at the moment, you can also modify it first, and then upload it when you go to the studio.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and Taeyeon came to the door of the reception room as agreed. The door was hidden, and Taeyeon knocked tentatively, but there was no movement in the house.

Gently pushing the door open, Naxon's Duan planner sat at a round table with a notebook on the table, wearing a pair of earbud headphones, and was rapidly tapping on the keyboard with his head down, as if he was writing some kind of document.

Did this guy not take the matter of eating to heart at all? Taeyeon frowned, leaned on the door frame with one shoulder, and shouted "Duan Planning".

Duan Shanshan still didn't react, and after typing a paragraph on the keyboard cracklingly, he stared at the screen of the notebook with his right hand clenched into a fist, and his left hand also stopped, as if he was in thought.

Why is this guy listening so attentively?

Taeyeon tiptoed behind Duan Shanshan and poked out half of her head from behind his shoulder to look sneakily.

Occupying the entire screen is a very large table, judging by the scroll bar, the content displayed on the screen may only be 1/10,000 of this table, some fields are numeric encoding, and some fields are densely packed with Chinese characters.

The music player should be minimized to the icon in the lower right corner of the desktop, but it seems that the desktop subtitle function is turned on, and at the bottom of the screen, a thick line of blue Korean lyrics is scrolling.

There is only you in this world...... All I have in my eyes is you...... By your side, I look into the distance......

Isn't this my "Can I Hear Me"?

Because I'm listening to my "Can You Hear", but I really can't hear my words, what is this?

Taeyeon pouted in tears and laughed, and blew upwards hard, causing her bangs to ripple.

Angrily, he pushed Duan Shanshan's shoulder from behind, waking him up from his fugue state.

Duan Shanshan turned around, and only then did he realize Taeyeon's existence. At this moment, she had changed into her private clothes, wearing a hoodie inside, a small vest outside, her long hair was loosely tied up in a ponytail at the back of her head, and she was wearing a pair of black rubber glasses.

The glasses are huge, a few centimeters wider than her slap face, and they are worn loosely on her nose, like a naughty little granddaughter who secretly wears her grandfather's glasses to play.

With her invincible childlike face, not only does she not have a little bit of Kim Yanzheng's glasses girl-type intellectual royal sister aura, but she looks indescribably cute and cute.

"Uh, Taeyeon-seo, you're here. Duan Shanshan smiled and raised a hand to say hello, and consciously began to pack up his notebook and headphones, and put them in his travel bag and carried them on his shoulder.

"Come back after a meal, leave your bag here, right?" Taeyeon casually suggested.

Duan Shanshan shook his head and said solemnly: "I have some internal data of the project in my notebook, and I must carry it with me. ”

Taeyeon shrugged her shoulders as the two walked out of the reception room.

"Didn't you call someone else?" Duan Shanshan remembered something, and stopped suspiciously and asked.

"Alatao (got it) Alatao! He's already gone to order food first, and we're in the right time now. Taeyeon explained with a wry smile helplessly.

Duan Shanshan nodded and followed behind Taeyeon.

Before leaving the office, Taeyeon put on the hoodie with a long brim that could cover most of her face by lowering her head.

Taeyeon just kept her head down, her hands in the pockets of her little vest, and walked forward with a kick.

Hoodies, vests, washed white jeans, cotton sneakers...... From behind, it's a middle school student's dress.

However, the star-chasers near the Xiaohuanglou still easily recognized her, and several little girls and boys excitedly shouted "Taeyeon" and "Taeyeon", desperately waving banners or posters held up on their heads.

Taeyeon glanced up at them, pulled a hand out of her pocket and waved it at them, revealing a big smile.

The fans were even more excited, jumping and cheering, but there was no behavior of surrounding or blocking the way.

Passing through the crowd of people, Taeyeon bowed her head and walked in the direction of the agreed restaurant.

Duan Shanshan carried a travel bag and followed Taeyeon unhurriedly more than ten steps away.