"Request...... That is true. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Liu Wei explained: "The client is a well-known author of Jingjiang, and she is now serializing the novel "A Fallen King", and she hopes to write a promotional song for the novel, so that her book's fame can be further enhanced. ”

In addition, customers can pay 5,000 yuan, such a song that far exceeds the market price in the circle, mainly because I hope that the singer of Fan Sing can have considerable influence on the filthy network. And this point is fully qualified for you, so I won't go into details. ”

"I see, but I haven't read her book......" Qin Sang pointed out the problem.

"It doesn't matter, the client can provide the lyrics or the synopsis of the book, you name it. You're mainly responsible for composing, arranging, and singing. ”

"Okay, do I contact her directly, or do you pass it on from the middle?"

"I'll give you her contact information, you can communicate with her directly, I believe that if she knows that it's you, she will sing for her song, and she will be able to wake up laughing at night."

"You're making fun of me again." Qin Sang smiled and shook his head slightly: "Then you give me the customer's contact information, and I will go to your recording studio at night to make accompaniment." ”

"No, you can come now, the business of my store is not good, and most of them rely on online orders to make money. As for the online list, you can do it whenever you want. In addition, I would like to hear what kind of song you have prepared for the show. ”

Liu Wei told Qin Sang to come quickly, don't be polite to him.

Seeing that Liu Wei said so, Qin Sang didn't play polite games with Liu Wei, he was too modest, that was hypocrisy.

Hailed a taxi, and arrived at Liu Wei's recording studio in ten minutes.

There are people recording saliva songs in the recording studio, but this has no effect on Qin Sang, recording songs and arranging music are not operated on the same computer. The soundproof room will not let Qin Sang hear the voice of any singer.

Qin Sang entered the door.

Liu Wei beckoned, signaling Qin Sang to be casual himself, he was busy, so he wouldn't accept it.

Qin Sang glanced at the singer, she was a good-looking girl, but if she wanted to say how beautiful she was, she couldn't talk about it. Seeing her singing hard, Qin Sang thought a little of herself in her previous life.

Hard work, although there may not be talent, although the reality is a little cruel, but this enthusiasm, no matter what, is difficult to extinguish.

However, the girl was a little shy and noticed that there was a new person in the recording room, and she was obviously stunned for a moment, resulting in half of the song just finished recording and had to be re-recorded.

Qin Sang felt a little sorry in his heart, silently walked to the other computer and sat down, and then began to calm down, preparing to complete the arrangement of "Qianqian" as soon as possible.

"Qianqian" uses the piano as the main accompaniment, with erhu, nan flute, electric guitar, drum kit and other musical instruments, and the whole production is not simple.

I don't know how long it took, the girl who recorded the song had already left, and behind Qin Sang, there was one more person.

Liu Wei stood behind Qin Sang and watched Qin Sang arrange the music intently. He tried his best to control his breathing and tried not to make any sound, although he knew very well that Qin Sang, who was wearing a monitor headset, was actually difficult to detect the subtle sounds of the outside world.

After more than two hours, close to three hours, Qin Sang finally completed the accompaniment production of "Qianqian".

Stretching his waist, Qin Sang listened to Liu Wei and said, "Your popularity is very high, that girl just now knows about you." If it weren't for your focus, she'd come up and say hello to you. ”

"That should be from Zhejiang, I'm still a little popular in Zhejiang."

"Yes." Liu Wei nodded, and then pointed to the small square table on the side: "I have already ordered a takeaway for you, just arrived, it was still hot, and it was placed on the table." You go eat, I'll listen to your freshly baked arrangement. ”

Qin Sang looked at his watch, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon at this moment.

"Thanks, I'm a little hungry." I was too focused just now, so I couldn't realize it, but now that I relaxed, Qin Sang's hunger swept over.

"What is there to thank for, a gesture. In addition, when the client heard that you were going to compose, arrange, and sing for her personally, she almost fainted with joy. So don't disappoint her with the songs you write for her. ”

Liu Wei smiled heartily again: "Look at what I said, judging from your current works, there really hasn't been a disappointment, so there shouldn't be any disappointing for her." ”

After speaking, Liu Wei urged Qin Sang to hurry up and eat, make room for him, and let him sit down and listen to the newly baked arrangement.

Qin Sang sat aside and opened the takeaway, which was quite hot.

There are two skewers of chicken fillet, as well as braised pork, enoki mushrooms, poached eggs, minced eggplant and Chinese cabbage. For Qin Sang, who was hungry, these were nothing less than a luxurious meal.

He had already regarded Liu Wei as a friend, so Qin Sang was not polite to Liu Wei and began to eat it.

Liu Wei also listened to Qin Sang's arrangement just now with great interest.

While listening, Liu Wei nodded, obviously quite satisfied with Qin Sang's arrangement.

The only thing that worries Liu Wei is that this accompaniment sounds like a Chinese style, but it is a bit ancient, whether it will not be accepted by the judges of "The Original Singer".

Of course, perhaps Qin Sang's singing skills can make up for the impression of niche songs in the hearts of the judges, but if you really want to make the judges feel bright, and decide that Qin Sang is a strong contender for the championship of the show, with this song, it should not be able to do it.

All in all, the song "Qianqian", Liu Wei believes, is not enough to make the judges feel that they must pay attention.

After listening, Liu Wei asked, "Is your song Chinese style or ancient style?" ”

"It's somewhere in between, but it's a little more archaic."

"Then why not write a little pop? With your talent, I don't believe it, you really can't be popular at all. Liu Wei said the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

If in the past, Qin Sang needed to mix with filth spirits and could only write niche songs, but now, Qin Sang is about to appear in "The King of Original Singers", and has the experience of writing popular songs for Li Baiyi all over the country, he can officially turn to popularity, and there is no need to continue to write ancient styles.

Qin Sang said: "Instead of icing on the cake, don't you think it's more interesting to find another way and rebuild the mountain gate?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Weiwei was stunned: "You really want to bring out the ancient style!" ”

"Yes, but it's not an ordinary road. But if you really get out of this way, the future achievements will definitely be really amazing. Liu Wei continued: "I won't say anything if you are frustrated, look at your decision-making appearance, brother, I wish you all the best and victory!" ”

"Brother Xie Liu, I will do my best."

After Qin Sang finished eating, Liu Wei took advantage of this time to give Qin Sang the contact information of the customer he said before, and asked Qin Sang to communicate with the customer himself.

The customer's online nickname, which is also the author's pen name of the customer, is called "Cloud Warming".

When Qin Sang applied for Jiayun's warmer friend, he was approved almost in seconds.

"Great God Qin Sang, I didn't expect you to help me write a song, I'm so excited! I've been staying by my phone ever since the studio owner told me you'll contact me later, and now I've finally asked me to wait for you! The joy between the lines of Yun gradually warmed was expressed unabashedly.

Qin Sang said: "You wrote "The First World", right? I haven't read the book yet, so if you give me the lyrics and the synopsis of the story, I'll see what style of composition is right for me. ”

"Okay, I don't know how to write lyrics, Qin Sang God, you are free, you can not use it. I also wrote the synopsis of the story, and I'll send it to you now. Yun gradually warmed up and sent the introduction and synopsis of the book, as well as the written lyrics to Qin Sang.

Qin Sang took a brief look at it, and a song couldn't help but appear in his heart.

Qin Sang was slightly shocked: That song is really similar to some of the plot content of this book!

(To be continued.) )