Chapter 298: Whimsical

Zheng Chengxian's voice is low and deep, and it is difficult for people who are not familiar with it to think that this person who looks like a "beautiful man" would have such a voice. He can't control ordinary songs, only some slow-paced songs can be tried. Therefore, in this album, he chose some songs like "Tears in Heaven" and "Bressanone". Paired with a few pure music, this is a mixed album that comes together.

In the choice of music, he does not have any clear goals, so to speak, where he writes. "The Original Scenery of Hometown", "Sad Spain" and the piano music played at the charity reception, the melody is more sad, for which he added an additional song "Memories of the Forbidden City"

It is not difficult to match the music in the album with the MV, but a few pure music works are more troublesome, because considering that this may be his only album, Jung Sung-hyun wants to do it perfectly, so how to shoot the MV has become a big problem.

After thinking about it for a long time, he told Shen Shihuan about his initial idea, and Shen Shihuan's first reaction was to refuse.

"Chengxian, you're too extravagant, aren't you?"

Shaking off a few pieces of paper in his hand, Shin Seok-hwan looked excited, he felt that Jung Sung-hyun must be crazy.

"The rest is okay, some scenery will do, although it is not impossible to do it with a little effort. But this song "Memories of the Forbidden City" do you want to shoot on the spot? You're kidding, even though I'm Korean, I know it's impossible for people to agree. ”

Zheng Chengxian frowned with a bitter expression: "I know, Brother Shi Huan, but we don't have a scene to my liking here in Korea." Otherwise, why would I bother with it? ”

"Can't you use someone else's location base? I know that there are many court dramas about ancient times in Huaguo, and such scenes should not be difficult to find. ”

Even Han Jiaren, who has always been conniving, feels that Jung Sung-hyun is too whimsical this time. After all, it is an important historical monument for others, and it is not yet open to locals, let alone a foreigner?

"Nuna, it's not that I'm really happy, it's just that only that kind of place can I have the sense of historical weight I want, which we don't have in South Korea, Japan doesn't have, only China has it." Zheng Chengxian shook his head and disagreed with Han Jiaren's point of view: "Those location bases are all built out, they are all fake, how can there be anything I need?" ”

"But there's really no way to do this!"

Shen Shihuan yelled at Zheng Chengxian with a ridiculous face: "Don't talk about our small company, even if the Blue House comes forward, people will not necessarily agree." Besides, do you think the Blue House will come forward for you? ”

"You're right, I'm also thinking that people may not pay attention to me!"

Zheng Chengxian scratched his head in distress, and seemed to understand things very clearly. The two of them are absolutely down, do you know that you still mention it?

"Chengxian, don't be in a hurry about the album, others will prepare for a long time when the album is released, even if you are slower, everyone will not care." Han Jiaren persuaded softly: "You can do the rest well, and we will think of other ways for the rest." ”

didn't take the persuasion of the two to heart at all, Zheng Chengxian immersed himself in his own world.

"Nuna, you said that if I let them listen to the tune first, would I have a better chance of success?"

"Isn't the quality of the song the point at all?"

Shen Shihuan was almost angry, but he didn't expect the little boss to be so stubborn: "The point is that no matter what your reason, no one will allow you to go in and shoot." ”

"There's really no way?" Jung Sung-hyun tugged at the stubble on his chin and pondered.

I've been busy with my work for the last few days, and I'm too lazy to take care of my appearance. He prefers music to novels, but only to listen to them. There are countless good music in his head that he can't hear in this world, which makes him a little regretful. Now that I have a rare opportunity, I naturally go all out.

"Miss Beauty, let's go out, let him think about it and recognize this impossible fact." Shen Shihuan said dejectedly, giving up his plan to persuade Jung Sung-hyun.

Han Jiaren nodded, glanced at Zheng Chengxian worriedly, and turned to go out.

Zheng Chengxian half lay on the chair with a sad face, he really wanted to shoot in the Forbidden City, not only to cater to the atmosphere of the song, but also to take a good look at the Forbidden City. It's ridiculous to say that in his previous life for more than 30 years, he didn't see the Forbidden City once, but he only saw a few words in the film and television works, and many of them were fake.

I still remember the first time I heard "Memories of the Forbidden City", he felt regretful, but such a piece was made by the Japanese, why can't the native people make such atmospheric music. If the author is a native, how much more should he raise his eyebrows?

And what is even more regrettable is that the MV with this song, compared with the magnificent music, the MV is thin and tearful, only a few photos of the pitiful baba. This made him very dissatisfied, and he once fantasized about how good it would be if he could shoot on the spot in the Forbidden City and then match this song?

Now such an opportunity is in front of him, but it can't be realized, Zheng Chengxian feels like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

Unconsciously tugging at his beard and thinking about it, until his beard was about to be pulled clean, he didn't come up with a good idea. I inadvertently saw the mobile phone on the table, and my eyes lit up.

It is said that the wisdom of the people is infinite, maybe you can try it.

Jung Sung-hyun boarded his personal Twitter, and as soon as he went up, he saw countless messages. Since agreeing to release the album, fewer people have left petitions, and people have turned their attention back to novels. Those who discuss the plot, guess the direction of the story, and a few who want to know the situation of the album production. All in all it was lively.

Jung Sung-hyun smiled and felt funny, he rarely responded on Twitter, and even rarely did. But fans still insist on coming to visit every day, leaving a few words from time to time, as if they think of this place as a social section.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jung Sung-hyun!" First, a greeting message was sent, and Jung Sung-hyun waited patiently, and someone would reply soon.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, his message was followed by countless replies.

"Wow, wouldn't you, I'm here?"

"I finally see the deity, the great god licks it~~"

"Oh God, today is really my lucky day." ……

Fans from all over the world responded to Jung Sung-hyun's words with great enthusiasm, and many of them were excited to use their own Chinese, so the scene was quite a test of foreign language skills.

Zheng Chengxian smiled and continued to type: "I haven't seen you for a long time, thank you for always supporting me." Then he continued: "I came up to greet everyone this time, in fact, there is something I want you to help me. ”

"No problem, say, what are you going to do?"

"The knife is ready, and the wife and children are also sent away, the great god said, who are you going to stab?"

"I've been ready to sacrifice myself for the great god for a long time, tell me the room number, and bring my own soap."

"Mr. Zheng, just say anything, I will do my best." ……

All kinds of undisciplined messages popped up in an instant, and Zheng Chengxian, who saw it, was very cordial, licking his lips with great interest:

"Hehe, thank you for your enthusiasm, I don't want to be a criminal, and I already have someone I love, so I understand your kindness."

"I've made a new tune, and I'll put a clip on it for everyone to enjoy. I wanted to shoot the music video in the Forbidden City in China, but I knew it was unlikely. ”

"So, I would like to ask, does anyone have the means to fulfill my heart's desire?" (To be continued.) )