Chapter 30: I can't get cold
is different from the last work given to Meng Qi, after all, Meng Qi is a professional singer and has her own team.
Therefore, Ye Chen's works for the heartless fish this time are all made samples, although the production is very simple, but they are very particular about pitch and tone.
Looking at the documents on the computer, with suspicion and expectation, Shen Xinni still clicked on it gently.
At the moment of clicking, the vocals came out directly, and there was no prelude to this song.
Listening to the vocals and melodies, the pretty face of the Frost Girl, which had not much expression, became quieter and quieter.
"Is this the voice of Midsummer Morning Breeze, it seems that in addition to creation, Midsummer Morning Breeze's singing skills are still okay, will this Midsummer Morning Breeze be the vest of a professional musician?"
This was the first time that the Frost Maiden had been convinced that Midsummer Morning Wind was a man.
After all, the previous contact was all through voice.
In addition, she was a little surprised by Ye Chen's timbre and use of breath.
After all, if you have such singing skills and creative ability, you are fully capable of singing by yourself, and you don't need to make money by selling lyrics and songs.
"Could it be that this midsummer morning breeze looks sorry for the audience? That shows that you are a powerful person, a really powerful person, and your appearance is just an additional additional feature. ”
Although the frost girl has a cold temperament, she is just a little girl after all, which girl doesn't like fantasy.
At this moment, the Frost Maiden opened her mind and made up for what the midsummer morning breeze would look like.
From an exquisite old expert brain supplement to an artistic uncle with long hair and fluttering, I didn't expect it to be a teenager in Tianhai No. 2 Middle School like her.
The Frost Girl is right, for talented people, good looks are just a dispensable additional attribute.
Just like Huang Bo, the Golden Horse actor in that world, people can sing, act, dive, and learn good cooking skills at New Oriental.
A proper warm uncle.
The Frost Maiden listened carefully to the music that kept coming out, and her heart was a little warm and touched.
"The style of this song is somewhat similar to "Wonderful", and the lyrics are like "Wonderful", which has a poetic charm, but obviously, in terms of style, this song is more nostalgic than "Wonderful", and "Wonderful" is brighter than this song."
The Frost Maiden thought to herself, and the soft melody continued to reach her ears like flowing water.
"He said you were anything to be praised for your beauty"
"Not as good as the first time he met you"
"Time is helpless"
"If all the lands were joined together"
"Embark on a lifetime just to hug you"
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This song that touched Shen Xinni's heart was "Nanshan Nan", even in that world, this song that sang sadness, melancholy, confusion and comfort, I don't know how many people's hearts have touched.
"South Mountain, South Mountain, North Autumn Sadness"
"There are piles of grain in the South Mountain"
"The South Wind Murmurs, the North Sea North"
"There are tombstones in the North Sea"
It wasn't until the song was finished that the Frost Maiden noticed that her eyes were already a little moist and warm.
Such a cold little girl, tears will also be hot.
The frost girl's eyes were only a little moist, but she didn't really cry, after all, she was just a girl and didn't have so much life experience.
And the touch of music often depends on personal experience, and a certain lyric touches the past experience to make people resonate.
As someone said:
Listen to songs, when you are happy, when you are sad, when you are sad.
Although she didn't cry, the Frost Maiden's admiration for the midsummer morning breeze soared almost in a straight line.
"If the previous song "Wonderful" was just a chance to get the midsummer morning breeze, then this "Nanshan Nan" can show his strength."
Shen Xinni couldn't help but worship Ye Shengxia Chenfeng, because she could be sure that Midsummer Chenfeng had real talent and learning.
One song can't say anything, but two works of this level are enough.
"It seems that this is the creative style of Midsummer Morning Breeze, if you can continue to create excellent works of this style, even if you are not famous now, I feel that it is only a matter of time before he comes out."
These two songs have already made Shen Xinni very optimistic about Ye Chen.
It took a while for the Frost Maiden to regain her composure, and this time, she was thinking more about another issue.
"Is such a song really suitable for the style of a bar?"
Shen Xinni is not too sure about this.
"Isn't the bar song the rock 'n' roll genre? And the style of Midsummer Morrowind is obviously not rock 'n' roll. ”
This kind of question didn't last too long in the Frost Girl's mind, after all, it was not suitable or not, and you would only know if you tried it, and now that you think about it, it can't help but seem redundant.
"Another song will be in this style."
Muttering to herself, Shen Xinni gently clicked on another song.
As soon as the prelude sounded, the Frost Maiden seemed to have a heart-pounding feeling at that moment.
"This... has changed style?"
Puzzled, the Frost Maiden listened carefully.
By the time the song was sung, the Frost Maiden felt as if the small volcano in her body had erupted, and her emotions would be irrepressible.
"Isn't that my favorite style? Midsummer Morrowind actually composed such a song. ”
At this moment, the Frost Maiden realized that she still took Midsummer Morning Breeze lightly.
I used to think that people were just clever hands, but people have real strength.
Then I thought that people were only good at that style, but now it seems that there is more than one style that people are good at in the summer morning breeze.
Unconsciously, the frost girl's pale pretty face was slightly flushed because of shyness.
For a long time, the Frost Maiden has been praised no less than Ye Fei, which has also cultivated her high vision.
Even those famous singers or songwriters are not many who can be recognized by the Frost Girl.
It is precisely because of this high vision that Shen Xinni has always looked down on Ye Chen.
The Frost Maiden's sense of shame was only for a moment, and the sound waves that kept coming out drew the girl's heart to the next moment.
With the arrival of the chorus part, this seemingly cold girl finally couldn't hold back her emotions anymore.
"It's really the style I've been looking for, but why haven't I ever created such a shocking track?"
The Frost Maiden grinded her little silver teeth hatefully, as if she was annoyed.
There is a saying that no one is really cold, but the person who warms her is not you.
In front of Ye Chen's song, the cold armor of the Frost Maiden completely shattered.
Clenching her delicate fist, she made up her mind:
"No matter what, I must sing this song, I must sing it if I am killed, and I must sing it even more if I can't die if I can't die."
"I'm going to sing this song at the escort contest, and if the stubborn judges think it's going to be disqualified, let them go."
After speaking, Shen Xinni lay in front of the computer, and the account of Midsummer Chenfeng was bombarded with information in the station.