Zhou Yan hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhang, did you find something wrong? You say, as long as there is really a problem, I can change it." ”

Shu Heng said: "It's not that there is a problem, but that ...... , anyway, I think it's really good to listen to it, and it will definitely not be worse than "The Most Dazzling National Style". Teacher Zhou, you are not too yourself, although you can't say that your singing is perfect, but at least 99% of it is great. ”

Zhou Yan was anxious and said: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Shu, what do you mean? The two CEOs, to tell you the truth, now I just want to pursue perfection. If such a good song is not sung well, even if only one percent of it is not sung well, it is a pity, a regret that I can't forgive myself. ”

Zhang Huicheng glanced at Shu Heng, the two nodded lightly, and then he said, "Teacher Zhou, you sing really well." The reason why I just said that there is still a little flaw is not that I heard it with Mr. Shu, but that Mr. Wu said to us after listening to it in the morning, saying that you are a little too emotionally invested and add your own experience and feelings to the singing, so that the whole song sounds a little sad, so that the song has a trace of gloom and haze, diluting the sunshine and righteousness that this song should have, and should let the audience enjoy your positivity and confidence in the future, so that everyone is passionate. ”

Zhou Yan was stunned, and Zhou Mei was also stunned.

Just when Zhang Huicheng thought that he was talking too heavily and causing Zhou Yan to be unhappy, Zhou Yan suddenly said: "Yes, Mr. Zhang, you are right, Mr. Wu is so right, I listened to my song myself, and I always had a feeling of unease, but I couldn't find the problem." As soon as you say this, I understand, I'm too devoted, no, no, not too devoted, it's me who indulges in the sad atmosphere of the past, and always thinks that I didn't have a good time some time ago, and when I sing, I bring that feeling of death into it. ”

As he spoke, he sang: "Are you like me bowing my head under the sun, sweating and working silently." Are you like me...... even if you are indifferent," he said, "and when I sang these two lines, I thought of the past, and I almost cried. In this way, the whole atmosphere of the song is ruined. You're right?"

Zhang Huicheng said with a smile: "Teacher Zhou, you are too self-blaming, not as serious as you said." …… It's just that if you don't mix your low emotions too much here, it will probably be better. ”

Shu Heng said: "Teacher Zhou, if you don't sing to Meng Wentian, he may be able to say one, two, three." The last time he sang "The Most Dazzling National Style", he didn't say that he wanted to add some national musical instruments, but the effect was really much better. ”

Zhou Yan said: "I have wanted to do this for a long time, but others are on a business trip in the island country, and I haven't been able to get through several phone calls. ”

Zhou Mei next to her interjected: "Yes, it seems that he returned to China today, or we will fight again." With that, she took out her mobile phone and began to call Meng Wentian.

Soon, the call was connected.

Zhou Mei exchanged a few words with Meng Wentian, and her mobile phone was in Zhou Yan's hand.

Hearing Zhou Yan say that he wanted him to listen to him sing and let him judge whether the song was sung well, Meng Wentian hurriedly refused, saying that he did not have the ability to judge the singing of professional singers at all, especially a famous and powerful singer like Zhou Yan, how dare he make an axe?

However, under Zhou Yan's request again and again, and Zhou Yan just asked him to listen to his two different singing methods, which one sang the best, Meng Wentian reluctantly agreed.

In Meng Wentian's view, this kind of simple comparison is much easier than judging, because judging must require sufficient professional skills, and comparing good and bad is just a simple way to say which singing style is better, and you can not say what is good or bad. And Meng Wentian also has another thing that can be cheated on, which song is closer to the singing method on the earth, he will say which singing method is good.

Soon, Zhou Yan personally played the "My Future Is Not a Dream" he had just recorded.

"Zhou Yan is Zhou Yan in the end, and his singing is no worse than that singer on the earth. Listening to the song sung by Zhou Yan, Meng Wentian was excited, and as soon as the song was finished, he hurriedly said, "Teacher Zhou, you sang awesomely......! , it's perfect, no, it's perfect at all. ”

Zhou Yan smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'll sing it again, you listen." ”

However, he did not play the accompaniment tape immediately, but thought about it a little and adjusted his mood, and then played the accompaniment tape, and when the prelude was finished, he began to sing:

Are you like me bowing your head in the sun,

Sweating and working silently.

Are you like me, even if you suffer indifference,

I don't give up on the life I want.

You're not like I'm busy pursuing all day,

Pursue an unexpected tenderness.

Are you like I once bewildered,

Wandering through the cross streets again and again.

Because I don't care what people say,

I have never forgotten myself, my commitment to myself, my dedication to love.

I know my future is not a dream,

Spend every minute seriously......

After listening to a few words, Meng Wentian felt that Zhou Yan's singing this time was not as good as the accompaniment he had just listened to, and he felt that the previous singing was more charming, with treasure box feelings, and worth recalling, while the later singing was a bit straightforward, even a little messy, as if he had just started to get in touch.

However, just when he was about to say that this time he sang badly, he felt that this time he sang it more inspiring, or more refreshing.

He asked suspiciously, "Teacher Zhou, is this the first time you have sung this kind of singing?" ”

Zhou Yan hurriedly said, "Yes." Just now, Mr. Zhang said that the previous singing style was a bit heavy, and I also felt that I was too involved in my own feelings, which diluted the atmosphere that this song should have. ”

Meng Wentian asked: "The latter way of singing is more straightforward?...... I think it's a little bit better. ”

Zhou Yan said embarrassedly, "Teacher Meng, can I call you again in ten minutes?"

Meng Wentian smiled: "Of course you can." Good wine is not afraid to wait, and the longer it takes, the more it will brew. …… , you can call me at any time, I'm back home now. ”

His words were a bit forced, as if he was really Zhou Yan's teacher.

When Zhou Yan called, Zhang Huicheng, Shu Heng, Zhou Mei and the recording engineer were all beside them, they glanced at each other, and they were all impressed by Meng Wentian's professionalism.

They didn't know that Meng Wentian didn't have any professional knowledge at all, and the reason why he commented like this was: first, he clearly remembered how this song was sung on Earth. Second, the reason why Zhou Yan sang twice must be because he was not very satisfied with the first time, so he was ashamed.

At this time, Zhou Yan didn't think about Meng Wentian's words, but saw him think silently for five minutes, then took a deep breath, straightened his back vigorously, and then motioned to the recording engineer for him to play the accompaniment tape, and then sang into the pickup:

…… Are you like I once was at a loss, wandering the cross streets again and again. Because I don't care what others say, I have never forgotten me, my commitment to my own commitment, my attachment to love. I know that my future is not a dream, and I live every minute seriously......

Twenty minutes later, Meng Wentian heard the song "My Future Is Not a Dream" sung by Zhou Yan seriously, he sincerely congratulated Zhou Yan and was moved by his persistence.

When the taxi was about to enter Nanling County, Meng Wentian suddenly remembered that Yue Mengjie had made a phone call to thank her for taking care of herself and her mother.

The phone was connected, but Yue Mengjie didn't answer it for a long time. When Meng Wentian was about to hang up, she fed softly and said, "Wentian, you have returned to China?...... , I have something to do here, it's inconvenient to say, I'll call you later. ”

Hearing her haggard and a little hoarse voice, Meng Wentian didn't have time to say thank her, and hurriedly asked, "Sister Mengjie, are you okay?" Don't worry, the sky can't fall, and you still have me behind you." ”

Yue Mengjie, who was about to hang up immediately, laughed softly and said, "Hehe, you kid is ready to pretend to be an adult?...... I know, thank you. ”

The latter sentence was obviously weak, but she hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

When Meng Wentian put away the phone and guessed what happened to Yue Mengjie, Yue Mengjie's beautiful eyes in the distance suddenly increased a lot of brilliance, she sat up a little stiff, and said to a man in his thirties across the table...... , I don't care what you do, but grandpa is my grandpa after all, and grandma said that if he is bailed out, we should bail him out. ”

In this world, just like the establishment of the "Honorary Guidance Group", Huaxia has also learned a trick from Western countries such as Europe and the United States to release prisoners on bail: as long as the suspect's family applies to the court and takes out a huge amount of money to ensure that the suspect will not escape, and can go to the court at any time to respond to the lawsuit, they can bring the prisoner who has not yet been tried home.

The man opposite sneered: "Okay, since you want to be his filial granddaughter, then you can take the money to bail him out." We're not stopping you from paying for it. ”

A woman in her thirties sitting not far away stared at a painting on the wall, and seemed to sneer to herself: "Hmph, some people really look up to themselves, and women who are not even side branches are still pointing fingers here, sometimes directing this and sometimes that, as if she is an elder." Twenty years ago, this kind of domineering and disrespectful woman should have drowned in the pond. ”

Yue Mengjie ignored the woman's nagging, and continued to say to the man in his thirties: "Big brother, now there is only six million yuan left to bail grandpa and them out on bail, let's ...... again."

The man in his thirties sneered: "It's only six million yuan, it's so easy to say." Since you think six million dollars is a small amount, you should pay it yourself. ”