Chapter 321: Fireworks are easy to cold
In the original recorded version of "Jialan Rain", Chen Mo adopted Jay Chou's interpretation form.
Zhou's singing method sounds like a Jianghu guest who has gone through ups and downs, has been put down but has never let go, after seeing the story of "Jia Lan Rain", he is full of empathetic sighs, as if he is dying in his twilight years and his heart is like ashes.
Because it is full of empathy, it sounds full of sadness and sadness.
If you happen to be in a very low state of mind when you sing like this, the more you listen to it, the more you will feel bored.
In fashionable terms, it is full of negative energy.
From an artistic point of view, this kind of singing is undoubtedly particularly desirable, and even ordinary singers can't imitate it if they want to, and it belongs to the kind of singing that is absolutely distracted.
But this kind of singing will make people feel lower and lower, but it is also an indisputable fact - for people with weak self-control.
Therefore, insisting that this song will cause people to commit suicide is also far-fetched.
But then again, in terms of the degree of tragedy, no matter how sad and miserable a song is, it can't compare to Shakespeare's four great tragedies, right? But after so many years of playing the four major tragedies, don't you have no?
But Chen Mo was emotional after all, even if he said so resolutely and resolutely at the press conference, but after forcibly ending the creation of the script of the "Jia Lan Rain" movie, he really couldn't help but take the two girls at home and drove to the Five Music Square.
"Okay, okay, Xiao Chen, it's okay if you're fine, my old man just said it, how could such a thing knock you down? Hehe, now you feel a lot better, that grievance that shouldn't have been borne by you. It's finally washed away! β
Seeing that Chen Mo finally came to the music shop again, Old Man Qiu was undoubtedly very happy.
During this period of time, Old Man Qiu was actually more anxious than Chen Mo, and under the influence of the emotion of concern and chaos, the surging negative public opinion had a great impact on him.
Thankfully, now things are finally over.
"Ah, yes, Xiao Chen. Surely you don't know there's an interesting story, do you? Do you remember Zhou Taiping, vice president of the Chang'an Musicians Association? The old man Qiu, who spoke, thought of an interesting thing that he had just learned, and was eager to share the fun with Chen Mo: "That Zhou Taiping suddenly fell into a coma and was hospitalized for some reason, and he was rescued until noon today before he finally woke up, and then he called a colleague who didn't know the situation, and called him to participate in the 'Symposium on the Phenomenon of Jialanyu and Xiaohei' held by their association, and then the guy didn't listen to the phone and fell into a coma again, and it is said that he is still in emergency rescue, and I don't know if he can be saved." Hehehe-"
Old Man Qiu smiled very happily, because he, who also had his own intelligence channels, already roughly knew what Zhou Taiping had done during this period of time.
In this world, there has never been an impermeable wall, and if people don't know it, they can't do it unless they do.
"Zhou Taiping? Who is it? Chen Mo was puzzled for a moment, and finally matched the name of Zhou Taiping with who he was from his memory: "Ah remember, Old Qiu, you said he, could it be that he is suffering from some serious illness?" β
said. Chen Mo's eyes couldn't help but pass over Ji Yanran beside him.
Almost a year has passed, but Ji Yanran's hair was shaved due to cranial surgery. It has only grown to the extent that it has short ears and hair.
In order to look good, Ji Yanran went to the hairdresser to build a safsoon head at Chen Mo's suggestion.
This kind of Sassoon head is also very suitable for Ji Yanran's face shape, but the more troublesome thing is that it needs to be maintained continuously, Chen Mo suggested that Ji Yanran go to the hairdresser once a day to take care of it. He even helped Ji Yanran fill the membership card of the beauty salon.
After confirming Chen Mo's "design", Ji Yanran, who was really suitable for herself, was as good as she was, and she happily went to the hairdresser every morning to get her hair.
Unfortunately, in the end, Ji Yanran only lasted less than a week, and then she never went againβunless her hair was so messy that she couldn't stand it herself.
For example, today's hairstyle can barely be seen. So Ji Yanran didn't remember that she needed to go to the hairdresser.
In fact, Chen Mo's purpose in doing this was just to let Ji Yanran breathe outside every day, and then meet some new friends, but the plan couldn't change, which made people helpless.
Well, now doesn't seem to be the time to think about this, I'm discussing with Qiu Lao that Zhou Taiping is almost unrememberable, and I should be serious out of respect for Qiu Lao.
Chen Mo, who was thinking like this, refocused his attention on Qiu Fang's body, and he saw that this old man seemed to want to laugh, but he tried to maintain his image and endured it.
"What's wrong, Old Qiu? Did I misunderstand something? β
Chen Mo asked with concern, he felt that it was not good to hold back a smile, anyway, there were no outsiders present, if you wanted to laugh, then laugh out loud.
"No, no, Xiao Chen, what you said is not wrong, that Zhou Taiping is really sick, and it seems that it is absolutely incurable. Ah, okay Xiao Chen, let's leave this inconsequential idle person waiting, did you come here today to visit my old man, or do you have a new song to record? β
Old Man Qiu still held back his laughter after all, and he even changed the topic.
"It's a two-purpose thing, one is to come to visit you, and the other is to record a song. But this song is not a new song, it can only be sung again. β
Chen Mo replied.
"What song to sing again?"
Old Man Qiu directly ignored Chen Mo's first intention of coming to visit him, and went straight to Chen Mo's second purpose.
"Fireworks are easy to cold."
Chen Mo happily gave the answer.
"Fireworks are easy to cold? A new version of "Galan Rain"? Old Man Qiu understood as soon as he heard it, but he had reservations about it: "Xiao Chen, it's not my old man who said you, why are you still worried about this?" Those big detectives have all come to fruition, it's just a long-planned murder! β
There is no doubt that Old Man Qiu still thought that Chen Mo was going to sing again because he was still haunted by the serial jumping incident.
Old Man Qiu is right, Chen Mo is indeed still worried about this matter, otherwise he would not be in such a mental state as he is now, and he would not have come to record "Jia Lan Rain" as "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold".
So in the face of Old Man Qiu's kind persuasion. Chen Mo's stubborn choice must be rerecorded.
"Old Qiu, just follow the meaning of silence, you know his ......"
Wen Nuannuan also persuaded on the side, but the object of persuasion was Qiu Fangzhu.
"Yes, yes, Old Man Qiu, you can let the fake uncle re-record it, in fact, he just wants to ask for peace of mind."
Ji Yanran also said.
The girl wasn't wrong at all. Chen Mo really just wanted to ask for peace of mind.
After experiencing such a supernatural thing as soul piercing, Chen Mo is no longer a pure materialist, even if he said so ruthlessly at the press conference, but in fact, he just didn't want a similar tragedy to happen again, and now the incident is almost about to subside, but he hopes to use the way of re-recording the song to soothe the souls of the two poor girls, hoping that they can ...... together with the events that gradually subsided Rest.
"Hey. All right. β
In the face of the joint persuasion of the three, Old Man Qiu could only sigh and agree to this matter.
After that, it's time to gather the musicians.
Old Man Qiu saved it for his heart, and did not tell the musician who was found that the person who was going to record the song was Chen Mo.
When the musicians arrived one after another, after seeing that there was Chen Mo among the people waiting for them, their first expression was basically stunned.
After the contempt. These musicians, who had long been familiar with Chen Mo, extended their sincere verbal condolences to Chen Mo.
These musicians. Basically, they can be said to be people who know Chen Mo better, and they all know very well that Chen Mo is definitely not a bad person, and they know how seriously Chen Mo treats music.
Of course, Chen Mo is one of everyone's important financiers, and he also has some weight in the hearts of musicians.
Chen Mo expressed his gratitude to the musicians one by one, and then finally began to record the song and record "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold".
The re-sung "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold". Chen Mo chose a singing style similar to Lin Zhixuan.
Lin Zhixuan's version of "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold", if you want to take something to compare it, it is like a down-and-out nobleman, although it is also miserable, but the nobility is still there.
It sounds like the royal general who is really the one who has a lifelong agreement with the woman. After going through the hardships of killing and suffering to train a heart of steel, he returned with blood and dust all over his body, and was shocked to hear the heroic tears shed after the death of the Yiren, so he put his horse and sang a song for the sake of sacrifice.
"This kid, I really can't let it go!" Old Man Qiu, who had been listening with headphones, sighed again after Chen Mo finished singing, and as he spoke, he looked at Wen Nuannuan, who was busy beside him, and Ji Yanran, whose eyes were about to turn into peach hearts, and then muttered in a low voice: "Chunlan and autumn chrysanthemums, each has its own merits, if you don't see it in person, it's hard to imagine that they all sing alone." β
After all, it was the second time to record, and although I adjusted a few instruments, the recording was still very fast, and it was over in less than two hours.
Knowing that Chen Mo was not in a good mood, the musicians politely said goodbye to Chen Mo after each of them said a few words of condolences.
Instead, Ji Yanran chased after the musicians and distributed the agreed accompaniment remuneration.
After everyone who should leave is gone, Old Man Qiu originally planned to take the initiative to invite Chen Mo to have a meal, speaking of which, after knowing each other for so long, Old Man Qiu has never invited Chen Mo to his home as a guest.
But before Old Man Qiu could speak, Chen Mo's phone rang.
The person who called was Yan's mother.
"Little boss, I found a director who should be suitable to direct "Jialan Rain", he was very interested after listening to the synopsis of "Jialan Rain", but this director wants to meet you, little boss, so ...... Little boss, do you have time to come out now? β
Yan's mother said on the phone.
Before driving to the Five Music Workshop, Chen Mo also sent a text message to Yan's mother, telling Yan's mother that he had completed the creation of the script of the movie "Jia Lan Rain".
It's just that even Chen Mo himself didn't expect that Yan's mother would contact the right director in such a short period of time.
"There's time."
Chen Mo's answer was very simple.
It was these three words that made Old Man Qiu's invitation, which had already been brewed, unable to say it again.
"That's great! I booked a seat in Shuangyan Building, little boss, if you come over, just report my name, oh yes, little boss, you remember to cover up and protect, Shuangyan Lou often has paparazzi squatting, and it is disgusting to be entangled by those guys......"
It seems that she didn't expect Chen Mo to be so good at talking, and Yan's mother was almost overjoyed.
"Okay."
Chen Mo only answered one word this time.
When he finally hung up the phone, Chen Mo smiled apologetically at Old Man Qiu: "Old Qiu, I originally planned to chat with your old man a little, but now I can only change the day." β
"It's okay, it's okay! My old man has a very idle day, and it is no problem for you to come and chat whenever you want! Go get busy, go about your business! β
Old Man Qiu waved his hand again and again, he still heard some of the phone calls between Chen Mo and Yan's mother just now, and he also knew that Chen Mo was writing the script of the movie "Jia Lan Yu", so suddenly there was such an unexpected situation, and the old man didn't feel anything at all.
In the eyes of Old Man Qiu, Chen Mo drove away with Ji Yanran, but Wen Nuannuan stayed in the Five Music Workshop, Chen Mo's re-recorded "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" has not yet completed the final production, and this is taken for granted by Wen Nuannuan as a task that he must complete as soon as possible.
Shuangyan Tower, located in the bustling Zhuque Street, is one of the most famous restaurants in Chang'an.
But the biggest difference from other top restaurants is that Shuangyan Lou has the most people in the entertainment industry among the guests, and even his decoration style is more literary and artistic.
Because there are many people in the entertainment industry, Yan's mother will especially tell Chen Mo to do a good job of covering up and protecting.
Fortunately, Chen Mo has long been accustomed to this, in order not to be disturbed by his normal life, most of the time when he goes out shopping, Chen Mo will dress up in disguise, and he even specially prepares a "disguise bag" in his car.
For example, this time when he went to Shuangyan Tower, Chen Mo, with the help of Ji Yanran, transformed into a literary young man wrapped in a red cloth bandana, wearing brown glasses, a half-inch long beard, wearing an avant-garde and carrying a broken guitar.
In fact, Chen Mo rejected this image, he felt that it was not quite in line with his temperament, and the person who had no choice but to dress him up was Ji Yanran.
Ji Yanran only needs to put on the appearance of crying to you if she doesn't come from me, and Chen Mo can only be helpless.
That's it, the avant-garde literary youth is the avant-garde literary youth, I hope Yan Ma will not be too surprised when they see it.
As it turned out, Chen Mo was too optimistic.
When the waiter led Chen Mo and Ji Yanran and pushed the door into the private room booked by Yan's mother, looking at Chen Mo, who looked like an avant-garde literary and artistic youth, Yan's mother stared at her eyes and opened her mouth on the spot......
sat next to Yan's mother, the middle-aged man who combed his hair into a meticulous big back, looked a little like Fa Ge at first glance, and looked a little like Jiang Wen at a glance, completely indifferent to Chen Mo's very subversive image. (To be continued.) )
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