Vincent was a little white old man of about fifty years old, with a burly body, gray hair, a hooked nose, and eagle-like eyes.

Sun Ziming explained the content of the promotional video in Vincent's office in fluent English, making the first brother of the police department nod again and again, "Ming, your idea is indeed very good, and the financial solution is also very good." It's just that if you think about it, the soundtrack can be troublesome, and this kind of soundtrack is better with rousing classical music, and the police department doesn't have the funds to pay royalties to record companies. ”

Fortunately, when he came, Sun Ziming already had a manuscript in the car, "Sir, we can use songs that exceed copyright protection." If I could, I'd like to check the record label. ”

Well, that's a good idea, and Director Vincent immediately agreed to Sun Ziming's request. Officer Guan next to him suddenly said, "Director, Mr. Sun once composed a very good song in SDU, and Senior Superintendent Deng also wanted to use that song as the team song of SDU, I think it is very good to use that song." ”

Sun Ziming secretly scolded the 'sycophant' in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, that's my adaptation of "Ah, Fate" in "Bran's Poems", in order to match the tune, even the words can only be in English. ”

At the mention of "Ah, Fate", Vincent's eyes immediately lit up, "Ming, sing and listen." ”

Sun Ziming had no choice but to sing the adaptation in SDU, "Well, it's very good, it can be used as the team song of SDU." Ming, you help change it again, to be more majestic and exciting! ”

“Yessir”

……

Today's weather is really good, the continuous spring rain is full of poetry, the spring rain is shrouded in a layer of white fog to the prison, and the tall watchtower looms, like an island in the sea of fog.

After eating breakfast, Sun Ziming did not go back to the single cell, but returned to the original cell, sitting by the iron door of the cell, looking at the continuous spring rain outside, with a smile on his face.

Ah Hu saw that Sun Ziming was in a good mood today, so he came over to chat, "Brother Ming, what is the smile?" "This big guy has to wait carefully, after this fat trip, he can also have a piece of land to be a big guy, right?

Sun Ziming turned his face and looked at Ah Hu, who had protected him for half a year. This guy has done a lot of heinous bad things, but he can be regarded as having a relationship with himself, so he can't help but mention a few words to him, "Ah Hu, do less evil in the future." If you walk too much, you will always encounter ghosts at night, and I won't come in just because of a fight? ”

The sturdy Ah Hu doesn't think so, if he wasn't ruthless and couldn't suppress this gang of miscellaneous pieces, his bones would have been used as drumsticks a long time ago, "Brother Ming, you are a bird in that matter, that is, you are unlucky." In this bird world, good people like you have to eat royal meals, and we don't know when we will die if we learn to be good people again. ”

There was a sound of footsteps, Sun Ziming looked out of the iron gate expectantly, and sure enough, three police officers came over, "39758, the warden is looking for you." ”

“Yessir，Thinkyousir。”

A police officer who usually takes care of Sun Ziming reminded while opening the iron door: "39758, if there is anything to pack, you may not come back here in the future." ”

“No，Thinkyousir。”

The people in the cell all looked at Sun Ziming in astonishment, could it be that the great director was released on parole? No, he has to serve half of his sentence on parole, and he has nearly four months less!

Sun Ziming was excitedly preparing to go out of the cell with the police, and when he saw Ah Hu standing next to him, he couldn't help but mention him again, "Ah Hu, have you ever played with the spring?" The more pressure you put on it, the bigger the rebound, think about it. ”

Ah Hu bowed slightly respectfully, but he didn't care in his heart, "Thank you, Brother Ming." ”

What this big guy meant, he understood. It's just that he is walking the road of rivers and lakes, and he will be successful and his bones will wither, and the fortune teller will say so about himself. Brother Ming's words, when used on civilized people, may be similar.

Sun Ziming didn't care about this guy's thoughts, so he reminded him a sentence or two, as for whether to listen or not, it's everyone's business.

After a while, following the police officer to the warden's office, the CSD officer began to announce the order, "39758, understand?"

“Yessir，Thinkyousir!”

The warden pointed to the two young police officers next to him and said, "39758, this is Inspector Xin Jialuo, and this is Officer Qiu Kejian." In the future, your activities must be in their line of sight, and you must not talk to outsiders without their permission, understand?"

“Yessir，Thinkyousir!”

……

As soon as he came out of prison, Sun Ziming went directly to Sister Hong's recording studio, accompanied by two uniformed police officers and a trainee inspector Zhang of the Public Relations Department.

"Ziming? You"

"Sister Hong, my correctional work has been changed to assisting the Police Public Relations Department in making a promotional video. Help me make up a tune, when will the musicians come? ”

Zhang Hong raised his little fist excitedly and waved it, and immediately called the musician, and Sun Ziming also picked up the pen and paper next to him and began to 'recall' the soundtrack "Goodbye, Police" in "Infernal Affairs".

After Sister Hong finished the call, she looked down at the score and hummed a few sentences, very sad and ethereal. Zhang Hong felt a little wrong while being excited, this song was adapted by Ziming from the Christian song "Amazinggrace" (Amazing Grace), and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Ziming, is this okay?" This tone is too sad, the police propaganda film should be exciting, right? ”

Sun Ziming smiled, "No, this is used for police funerals, I originally wanted to set off a sad atmosphere." ”

"Well, that's a good fit. Hey, how did you have this inspiration in prison? What about the lyrics? ”

Sun Ziming scratched his head, the original version of "Goodbye, Police" is Italian, how can he understand Italian?

"Sister Hong, when I visited the Memorial Room for the Dead Police, I remembered the "Amazinggrace" I heard when I was filming in the United States, and I adapted it to its tune. I wanted to fill in the lyrics in Italian to highlight its pathos and etherealness, and filling in Chinese would lose the charm of the song, and it would be easy for the audience to learn to sing in English. Besides, I don't want this song to enter karaoke and become everyone's entertainment repertoire, blaspheming the good intentions of the original author. ”

Officer Zhang of the Public Relations Division immediately reminded: "Mr. Sun, our boss may prefer to hear English lyrics, do you think about it?" ”

Sun Ziming refused without hesitation, "No, this is not a pop song." We should guide the audience to enjoy the tune, not everyone singing karaoke. If it were a believer, they would not agree at all, and their religious songs appeared in karaoke establishments. ”

Zhang Hong also nodded in agreement, and the karaoke that is now blooming everywhere in Hong Kong has entertained the public, but it has also made a lot of noise. Such an adaptation of a piece of religious music, if the lyrics are in English, is indeed easy to become popular on the streets, and it loses the sadness that the adaptation should have. Officer Zhang still wanted to persuade him, but Inspector Xin next to him pulled him and asked in a low voice, "Your chief has authorized you, can you interfere with Mr. Sun's work?" ”

“Nosir，Thinkyousir。”

Zhang Hong glared at Officer Zhang a little displeased, and Inspector Xin hurriedly said, "Miss Zhang, can you find a place for us outside, our stay here will affect your work." ”

ZHANG HONG POINTED TO THE RECEPTION ROOM OUTSIDE, INSPECTOR XIN HURRIEDLY TOOK THE TWO OF THEM OUT, AND HELPED THEM CLOSE THE DOOR, THEN TURNED HIS FACE AND REPRIMANDED IN A DEEP VOICE, "ZHANG SIR, I DON'T KNOW HOW YOUR BOSS ORDERED YOU." But I was given the order to give Mr. Sun full freedom as long as he did not engage in illegal activities. Art needs freedom, and that's what our warden has specifically told us, understand?"

“Yessir，Thinkyousir!” Officer Zhang immediately whispered yes, regretting his death in his heart. The big director in it is a friend of the top boss of his own boss, and he is too inconspicuous (smart).

This Inspector Xin Jialuo is the 'Ah Luo' who took care of Chen Huimin in prison, and he is also Chen Huimin's little follower when he was a prison guard. If he violates the police regulations to help Sun Ziming, he may not be able to do it, but according to the warden's hint, it is still okay to give some convenience.

The three stayed in the reception room drinking tea and reading newspapers, and by the evening, the three policemen had even finished their dinner, and they were still working inside. An assistant next to her happened to pass by, and Inspector Xin hurriedly stopped her and pointed to the watch in her hand, "Miss Guan, Mr. Sun, how long will they have?" ”

Miss Guan gently pushed open the office door and looked at it, there was a faint sound of a piano in the door, and then closed the door and whispered: "If it's fast, it should be able to produce a sample in the early morning, and I'm still arranging music." ”

Yes? When Officer Xin saw Officer Zhang from the Public Relations Section, there was a look of uncertainty on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Zhang SIR, if you have something, let's go first." We'll just keep an eye on it here, and it's our duty to watch over it, so you just need to be in charge of coordination. ”

Officer Zhang hesitated and said gratefully: "Thank you Xin SIR, then I'll go first, and I made an appointment with my girlfriend to watch "A Chinese Ghost Story" today."

After Officer Zhang left, Officer Qiu looked at the closed door with regret. "A Chinese Ghost Story", I made the promotional videos on TV covetous for a week. Inspector Xin slapped the back of his follower on the back of the head and scolded with a smile: "Want to see it? When the one inside is done, just go to his house to see. I heard my master say that he has a small movie theater at home, and he will definitely watch it himself. ”

"What about my Mako (girlfriend)?"

"Stupid! You won't let her get to the door first, you pretend you didn't touch it unintentionally, isn't that okay? Aqiu, to be a man, we must be principled, and we must also learn to be flexible. ”

"Hehe, thank you, master"

waited until more than two o'clock in the morning, and the door inside finally opened, and Sun Ziming beckoned to the two of them, "Xin SIR, come in and help." ”

"Hey"

The two hurriedly went in, and Sun Ziming pointed to the musician and Zhang Hong and said: "This is a song written for the deceased policeman, you can help listen to it and compare the two effects." Now, close your eyes and take a deep breath and think of your fallen comrades. They may be your friends, classmates, or partners, who have left you forever and will never return to you,......"

Officer Xin closed his eyes as he said and began to meditate on his fallen comrades, and gradually the music began to play, and a sad, ethereal female voice began to hum, 'LaDuSangWu.'

WuSangYe

LuMaYiZu

WuLaWu……

YiZuBaZu

SangNouWuYou

LuYouMiSu

WuWuYou……

WuDuZaA

YiZaYou

ADuLaWu

ZuBieMu……

YiZuiLaZu

LaWuYiLei

SuoMaLaSu

BieALuoYiEi……

Wu……’

(Amazing grace, how sweet, my sins have been forgiven; I was lost, but now I am found, and now I am blind, and now I can see!

Such grace makes me fearful, and comforts my heart; How precious it is to receive favor at the beginning of faith!

Many dangers, trials and snares, I have passed safely; By the grace of the Lord, I am not afraid of safety, and I am guided home!

In the jubilee year to come, the saints will be gathered together for a thousand years. Rejoice and praise before the father's seat, and hope that day will soon come! ）

After Sun Ziming's guidance, the two police officers, who were already a little sad, couldn't help but feel sour when they heard such sad music, and tears gradually oozed from the corners of their eyes. As the music faded away, Inspector Xin opened his eyes, wiped away his tears, and said shyly, "Mr. Sun, let you smile." ”

Sun Ziming also made this music infectious, Sister Hong's arranging ability is higher than the original, and it is more artistically infectious, "It's okay, the boy doesn't dust off his tears, but it's not time to be sad." Now, you guys can help listen to another version. ”

"Hmm"

The sad music sounded again, this time purely by a female voice, and the ethereal sadness made the heart sour.

When the music stopped, Officer Xin was still immersed in the infection caused by the music, and only after a while did he whisper: "Mr. Sun, the first song makes me feel sad, and I think of the police academy classmates who died in the line of duty." The second song not only made me remember, but also made me feel as if I saw the citizens and colleagues who were saying goodbye at the funeral. I don't know how to say, but I think the second time was better, not only sad but also a kind of glory. ”

Sun Ziming and Zhang Hong looked at each other and nodded, this adapted religious music, no matter what the lyrics are, has a bit of a dog's tail and mink. This kind of music that can flow directly into the depths of the soul does not need lyrics.

"Then use the second version, I will return to Peking in two days, and ask the Central Symphony Orchestra to play, maybe the effect will be better."

Sun Ziming also felt that pop music musicians playing this kind of music were a little unprofessional, "Okay, you can do it." Those two tunes, you can also help make them up in Beiping, they must be magnificent. ”

"Okay, these two songs are probably not easy to compile, I'll give it a try"

……

Accompanied by Inspector Xin and the others, Sun Ziming got out of the recording studio and got into the police car, "Inspector Xin, where are we going?" ”

"Mr. Sun, just find a place to sleep. Now you can go wherever you want, as long as you are in our sight. ”