Chapter 7 Ling Yiran
On the other end of the phone, Hua Qing heard that his son wrote a song, and he was also shocked, although he has also taught his son music for so many years, but his son is not the material for learning music, he is very clear in his heart, in addition to the sound is more durable, the rest of the singing, his son's talent is simply miserable, he thought that his son's voice was durable, and thought that his son was a piece of material for learning music, but as a result, the reality is cruel, and his son seems to have a grudge against music, I can't always find the feeling of singing, and when I sing it, it's inexplicably out of tune, and then the charm of the song is gone. Thinking of this, Hua Qing also smiled bitterly, that kid, he wouldn't think that I praised him a few words, he thought he was a genius who studied music, and wrote me an original song.
Thinking of this, Hua Qing saw the text passed by his son, and he also stretched out his hand to accept it, after all, he promised his son to take a look, so he must take a look, and then go back, train him well, and let him know that original songs are not so easy to come. With a hint of criticism in his heart, Hua Qing still opened it and read it, no matter whether his son's writing is good or bad, it won't take much time to read it.
opened the original song from Hualong, looking at the name, Hua Qing had an urge to go home and beat his son immediately, "Song of the Pig", is this a song? Is there a song with a name like that? Just looking at the name, Hua Qing has already sentenced this song to death in his heart, no way, many songs now, you write the content well, but if you give a name that is not too cheesy, then some people will directly press the fork.
However, thinking that his son also spent a lot of time writing songs, Hua Qing still endured it, and kept telling himself in his heart that he would give up directly if the content was not good, and at the same time he had some sighs in his heart, his son was really not suitable for singing! Then, some more realistic songs appeared in front of Hua Qing.
Pig, you have two holes in your nose,
When you have a cold, you still have a snot cow cow.
Pig, you have dark eyes,
I can't see the edge when I look at it.
Pig, your ears are so big,
I can't hear me scolding you for being stupid.
Pig, your tail is curly and curly,
It turns out that running and jumping are inseparable from it.
Seeing this, Hua Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly, what kind of song is this, it seems that his son is really not suitable for writing any song, this is at most a poem, or the kind of rough poem, this can also become a song, then anyone can write a song. In fact, Hua Qing also misunderstood his son, the world has a good copyright protection, so, singers with a little strength are basically going to physical records, even if it is some niche songs, there are specific listening groups, so if you want to listen to songs, you have to pay to download or buy records issued by singers on the Internet, so, the literary and artistic workers in this world are actually more mixed, after all, with the rapid development of the economy, when hard power has become a deterrent, So cultural soft power is a kind of ideological invasion, which country does well, may open a big gap for the future cultural export, so, there are very few Internet songs in this world, basically in the embryonic state, Hua Long wrote this "Song of the Pig" in the previous life was popular on the Internet first, and then took the road of the record, so now Hua Qing does not understand this kind of Internet song, and thinks that there is no practical significance.
However, the biggest feature of online songs is that they are popular, which is characterized by open form, free style, and no threshold for creation. The meaning of the song itself is relatively simple, but the audience is relatively wide, although it can't be like some classic old songs, but it can still be guaranteed to be popular for a while, anyway, this "Top Ten Singers Campus Competition" is just a competition between campuses, and profound songs may not be the best choice. In fact, Hualong's consideration is right, but he didn't realize that the Internet songs in this world have just sprouted, and not many people have accepted this style of songs, so it has caused his father's misunderstanding, Internet songs, if you just look at the words and songs, you will definitely think that it is just so, because, good songs, you can have an immersive feeling just by looking at the songs. And, what about internet songs? Its openness, popularity, interactivity, fashion, circulation and individuality are destined to be very different from traditional songs, and some places are still different from each other.
Hua Qing, in the end, did not finish reading the original song written by his son, and also gave a negative sign to his son's original level in his heart, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, Hua Qing felt tired, this time the sudden increase in the finals with original songs is really a measure not in a hurry, maybe I really have to rest, I have been a music teacher for so many years, and it is time to give up my position. Thinking of this, Hua Qing still sighed slightly in her heart, no matter what the result is, she still wants to lead the team to participate in this competition, and then say, there is no good song, just take the song that is still passing, the time is too short, there is no way, it is time to call, Ling Yiran came to practice this song. Hua Qing got up and looked at the time. Let's go to the music practice room.
It's just that as soon as I got up, I saw Ling Yiran knocking on the door and coming in, and then sat down: "Yiran, you're here, the teacher just found a song, it's okay, there's no way, the time is too short, the teacher also looked at some of the songs collected, this one is relatively good, and the rest of the passing lines can't be passed." It's just right, you're here, just take a look, then practice, just take him to the game, and the result is only fate."
Ling Yiran, Hualong's classmate, is also a member of the team led by Huaqing to enter the finals this time, with a soft and sweet singing voice, plus a beautiful appearance, is one of the school flowers of Huayang Middle School, known as the goddess of sweet songs. It's just that the current classmate Ling Yiran is also full of distress, completely missing her usual sweet smile, and pouting, "Teacher Hua, isn't this change bullying, is there really no way?" The songs I usually practice, as long as I can sing them, you and I will definitely be able to win the title of the top ten singers, and now, even if I get the original songs, I still have to practice, and I have to adapt to my style, this is really difficult, and the chance of not getting the top ten singers is really big. ”