After Yan Qing finished saying this, he didn't wait for Shao Qing's response for a long time.

"Brother Qing, Mr. Shao may have chosen to close the microphone to discuss, and she dialed me from the terminal of the conference call."

Miao Miao thoughtfully explained to Yan Qing.

"It is estimated that it is because Shao Qing can hear it when talking to me, and he deliberately uses an honorific title, and even the original soft and glutinous voice is trying to control it, Xiao Meow, this girl has a heart."

The sensitive Yan Qing was secretly moved by Miao Miao's efforts in such small details.

"It's okay little meow, we've finished reading the manuscript, and the video copy has been decided, and the eight characters are already there, so don't worry."

When Miao Miao heard Yan Qing's words, she smiled with two little tiger teeth.

Yan Qing also smiled, and the two of them waited patiently for a while.

A clear and cold voice came to Yan Qing's side through the radio waves:

"Oh, is there any difference between those two points?"

"This is Weng Huaijing's voice!"

Yan Qing and Miao Miao glanced at each other, and they both heard it.

Miao Miao's reaction was only to furrow her brows.

Yan Qing's expression was as usual, but what he was thinking in his heart was:

"This should be barely the first direct communication between myself and Weng Huaijing after I bleeded myself in Shanghai, but it's really not easy."

Yan Qing felt a faint resentment in his heart, and replied directly to Miao Miao's mobile phone:

"Of course, there is a difference, you can choose to start with the theme of ballet, but this young girl's experience of chasing her dreams is also very inspiring."

Yan Qing paused slightly, he quickly calmed down his inexplicable emotions, and his speaking speed also dropped to a normal state:

"It's nothing to keep chasing your dreams after repeated defeats. We can also start from this perspective. ”

"Then you're coming."

Weng Huaijing's unhurried voice just replied along the telephone network in such a flat tone.

"Come on, I'll be in Miao Miao's office, I don't have any musical instruments at hand, do you have a piano or electric piano over there? Otherwise, I'll have to change to the practice room next to me. ”

There was no anger in Yan Qing's voice, but the speed of speech was a little faster.

Shao Qing's voice interjected and took over the conversation:

"There is an electric piano, Brother Qing, how do you use it, Teacher Zhou Yanhong and Huai Jing on our side can play it."

There was a sound of light footsteps on Miao Miao's mobile phone.

"I'll do it myself, what do you want?"

Weng Huaijing over there seemed to be sitting in front of the electric piano and getting ready.

Yan Qing quickly sorted out the arrangement ideas, and said in an orderly manner:

"Trouble give me a C first, and then you give four sets of column chords:

First six levels, then four levels, then five levels, and finally one level.

Each set of chords is repeated twice at a time, and then directly reciprocated.

The root sound of the left hand is also correspondingly matched with 6451. ”

"Got it, I'll get started."

Weng Huaijing also seemed to know the fixed golden formula of pop music on the Omi side, and after looking for her feelings, she directly began to play this chord progression melody according to Yan Qing's request.

Yan Qing was very patient, he waited until the four sets of chords played by Weng Huaijing had gone through once, and then got stuck before the second cycle began, so that his voice could keep up with the accompaniment.

In the conference room where Shao Qing and the others were at the Imperial Capital Dance Academy, Yan Qing's slightly distorted singing voice came from the teleconference terminal:

"If you're a firefly on a summer night

The children sing for you

Then I want to draw your hands

…

Look how small I am

Because you have dreams to make

Maybe you won't stay for me

Then let me stand behind you

…

I can follow you

Like a shadow sleepwalking after the light

I could wait at this intersection

It doesn't matter if you pass by or not

…

Whenever I look up for you

Even the tears felt free

Some love is like a torrential rain

But I still believe in the rainbow."

Because the chord structure was too monotonous, Yan Qing simply sang a chorus and main song, and then took the initiative to stop singing.

The reciprocating chord progression on the other side of the phone looped again before stopping.

Yan Qing clearly heard at least four pairs of hands clapping, and the cooperation between the two of them was a good response.

On her side, Miao Miao also turned into a little fan girl, and followed Shao Qing on the other end of the phone, and they quickly patted their palms.

"What else?"

The applause gradually stopped, Weng Huaijing's tone remained unchanged, and Yan Qing probably understood that most of the people on the other side were quite satisfied.

"There is also a main song, and then repeat the chorus, and the lyrics are probably about how to chase the light, and the name of this song is "Light Chaser".

Yan Qing pondered the words and continued:

"However, I have roughly considered the arrangement plan for this song, which is quite complicated. There are quite a few instruments that may be required, orchestral and percussion. ”

Shao Qing heard that Yan Qing even had a plan for arranging, and hurriedly replied:

"What instruments do you need to use, you can open your mouth, musicians or something, we Dingxin can also work together to find a way."

Yan Qing's thinking is very clear:

"If the piano is the main instrument, the other harmonic instruments are required: drum kit, timpani, chimes, harmonic guitar, bass, and a set of harmony strings for violin parts.

The chimes, timppani, and harmonic strings can be done with two sets of keyboards. ”

When Miao Miao heard this, she immediately remembered that it seemed that the invitation qualification of the assistant guest was set on her side, and she immediately took Yan Qing's words:

"The band, our studio has already decided, and we will find it from Mao Livehouse."

Somewhat familiar with this name, Yan Qing quickly thought of:

"Mao seems to be the performing arts bar where I recorded the "Waves and Sands" part, and I have a lot of musical instruments over there, and I haven't picked them up for so many days, as if I am still friends with the owner of the bar..."

Shao Qing, who did not miss any opportunity, interrupted Yan Qing's thinking:

"The piano is for Huai Jing to play or you yourself, there is still a lack of a keyboard player, right, we Dingxin can provide support at any time."

Yan Qing thought that he still had a draft task, and he couldn't steal the limelight from the first episode of the show, so he cleared his throat and said:

"I guess it's quite troublesome to rehearse, and the best way is actually my piano accompaniment, Weng... She'll sing..."

Yan Qing's words paused in addressing Weng Huaijing, but he quickly adjusted:

"Keyboardist, we'll have to wait until we get to Mao's side to find out.

If I come to sing, she will be quite quick to practice playing the piano, and Mr. Shao, you know, I still have to make a song here. ”

Shao Qing thought that if Weng Huaijing sang this song, he might be able to help Weng Huaijing, who had no sense of variety show, increase a lot of popularity in the show.

And this arrangement is even more special to the girl named Xu Moer.

Shao Qing's brain turned very fast, she got up and covered Weng Huaijing with her hand who wanted to open her mouth to refuse, and continued to say to Yan Qing:

"Then it's decided, we're waiting for you to inform the keyboardist in advance, Brother Qing, I want you to send us the lyrics and practice first, what about your own song, is it too late to arrange and rehearse."

Yan Qing's ears had an absolute sense of sound, and he heard a voice on the phone that seemed to be the mouth of a certain woman with a cold expression and a black heart being blocked.

He didn't feel some inexplicable happiness in his heart, glanced at the tree hole in his hand, and replied loudly:

"Okay, we'll send the full lyrics as soon as possible, and I've got an interesting manuscript here, and I'm going to use that workstation to make a beat when I record the show on Saturday, and I'll do a rap. There's no need to do another arrangement. ”

After Yan Qing replied to Shao Qing's words, he asked Miao Miao again: "Mr. Miao, can you sing two Cantonese songs for me?" ”

Miao Miao's execution is still very high, and she is not stage frightened, even if she sings two sentences in a low voice.

As soon as Yan Qing heard the girl's Cantonese words, he put his mind at ease, stretched out his hand and handed the selected manuscript in his hand to Miao Miao, and explained to her:

"That rap needs two bars of Cantonese singing to make a hook, and I'm going to ask you to sing it for me when the time comes."

Miao Miao took the manuscript handed over by Yan Qing and hugged it to her chest, as if she was very happy that she could help Yan Qing, she whispered in soft and glutinous Cantonese:

"I'd love it, I can help you sing."

After Shao Qing first confirmed that it would not affect Yan Qing's draft plan, he reminded Yan Qing again to remember to send the lyrics today, and did not forget to thank Yan Qing again and again for his help before disconnecting the phone connection.

Her speech skills are quite superb, and Yan Qing and Miao Miao are very comfortable to listen to.

…………

Yan Qing's eyes glanced at the standby computer on Miao Miao's desk.

"Little meow, I have to use your computer to type out what Shao Qing wants."

Miao Miao got up very quickly and gave up her seat to Yan Qing, she held the manuscript paper in her hand and leaned lightly on the side of the desk, and there were words in her mouth:

"Pale yellow dress, fluffy hair.

Hold my hand and look at the latest oil paintings on display.

No one's street, in an empty home.

I'm the only one left party. ”

…………

Yan Qing, who was losing the lyrics, couldn't laugh or cry when she heard it, Miao Miao seemed to be extremely lacking in rap talent, and she read a rap lyric as if she were reading a textbook to a primary school student.

"Little meow, don't act as a reader, I've read the full text of the manuscript."

In the face of Yan Qing's ridicule, Miao Miao chose to pout and sell cuteness.

Yan Qing quickly typed the lyrics of "Light Chaser", and Miao Miao helped send them to Dingxin.

The two planned to go to the "office building" tomorrow morning to shoot the opening video, and go to Mao to talk to Mao Zhiyuan about the assistant performance in the afternoon.

Yan Qing finally took out his Jihuang, and under Miao Miao's gaze, he called Mao Zhiyuan and talked about the need for the band to help.

On the other end of the phone was a very thick man's voice, not much, very crisp.

After he asked Yan Qing when he would come, he responded in one bite, promising that he would let the musicians prepare in advance.

Yan Qing was satisfied with his work efficiency this morning, especially the nine named contacts in his mobile phone address book, and he easily figured out the specific identities of the two.

The "Da Mao" stored in the mobile phone corresponds to Mao Zhiyuan, the owner of Mao livehouse.

and "Teacher Qian Dejun", Qian Dejun, a colleague of his own unit Imperial Capital Renyi.

In the afternoon, Yan Qing composed the piano score and drum score of "Light Chaser" on the blank script, and several other accompaniment instruments, harmony guitar, and bass are relatively simple fixed chord combinations.

The rest of the time, Yan Qing continued to go back to the first floor according to his work plan.

During this time, he maintained a fairly regular schedule:

If he didn't have a travel plan, Yan Qing always got up early to practice his voice, pulled the piece and polished his performance muscles during the day, and insisted on completing two hours of Grotowski style physical exercise in the practice room at night.

Yan Qing always remembers the sense of belonging and responsibility he found in the showroom.

PS: "Light Chaser"

Original singer: Cen Ning'er

Lyrics: Tang Tian

Composer: Ma Jing

Arranger: Li Ruotian

Album: "Summer Solstice Has Not Arrived, Hear Youth"