Zhao Hanwei taught Qiu Yuan for a few minutes on the side and determined one thing, that is, Qiu Yuan really didn't know how to make music.

Qiu Yuan not only can't arrange music and can't use flstudio, the latter is actually nothing, the bigwigs in the industry have their own way of arranging, and some older bigwigs may directly compose staves.

For example, the use of special arranging software is the arranging process that later arose for the younger generations.

But Qiu Yuan couldn't even understand the staves, and he didn't know anything about the tone tracks, and after opening the complex interface of flstudio, the arranging software, Zhao Hanwei spent a long time explaining how to use this thing.

Qiu Yuan stumbled and made up some audible things on the flstudio's audio tracks, but these audible things were not a moving melody in Zhao Hanwei's ears, but very harsh.

In the end, it took Zhao Hanwei almost an hour patiently to make Qiu Yuan understand how to make a complete song with flstudio.

"Yuanzi, it's not too early, do you really have any nice melody or don't you want to make it up tomorrow?" Zhao Hanwei glanced at the time in the lower right corner, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The normal sleeping time in the 507 dormitory is two o'clock in the evening, and there will be classes at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, don't look at the other roommates to watch the excitement and continue to go to the dark, they will basically go to bed to lie down at two o'clock, very regular.

"Or... Let's try it today. ”

Qiu Yuan just used the perfect songwriting opportunity rewarded by the system very simply.

After learning the entry-level operations of FLSTUDIO, the feeling of inspiration pouring into his whole body reappeared, and Qiu Yuan had to compose a song in six hours, including the recording of the singing.

This should have been recorded in a professional recording studio, but Qiu Yuan doesn't have the time and energy now, Zhao Hanwei also has a very expensive set of noise reduction recording equipment, Qiu Yuan plans to rely on this set of recording equipment to complete the song directly in the bedroom.

As for the choice of songs, it must be the first choice of confessional love songs, the style of the songs, Qiu Yuan wanted to choose the ancient style at first, but it was too difficult for flstudio to make up ancient songs.

This software is more suitable for the arrangement of pop music and electronic music, and some of the instrument effects required in the ancient style are completely absent here.

For the sake of difficulty, Qiu Yuan still chose Dong Chou's catchy "Simple Love", which is very simple in terms of arrangement, and it is a very straightforward representative work of Dong Chou's rhythm love songs.

Simple but durable, one sound is enough to addictive single loops countless times, and the more you listen to it, the more you can hear an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Putting on headphones, riding a bicycle, listening to this song, and driving on the side of the road can make people feel a hundred times better.

That's the essence of pop music!

"Okay, then you try." Zhao Hanwei felt that he was quite competent as a teacher, and he also wanted to see if Qiu Yuan had listened to the class for an hour just now, and how much he had learned.

"Okay." Qiu Yuan set up a blank arranger on FLSTUDIO, and then the first step was stunned, "Lao Zhao, how do you tune up the sound effect of the metronome?" ”

“… You look for it in the sound menu, and when you find it, drag it onto the track. Zhao Hanwei said a little speechlessly.

Qiu Yuan had to let him start to operate, flstudio is really complicated, all the arranging software is very complicated, Qiu Yuan began to drag various sound effects onto the audio track, and then adjust the beat and tune of the sound effects.

But there are also a lot of problems and mistakes in it, and in Zhao Hanwei's eyes, Qiu Yuan is completely using his computer to play flstudio.

"It's not a chord, what chord effect do you want? Drag the sound to the next track. Zhao Hanwei looked at Qiu Yuan, a budding newcomer, and was a little tired, "Yuanzi, I said if you don't give up, the cover is actually pretty good, huh?" ”

When Zhao Hanwei was sighing, Qiu Yuan just tried to play the first score of "Simple Love" that he made. With a feeling.

Although there is only a simple metronome, with a few sound effects such as drums and an electronic keyboard, the melody sounds very catchy.

"Why don't you add some fricative effects to the drum kit here, I think the melody will be better." Zhao Hanwei also changed from the previous dislike of Qiu Yuan's budding and mentally handicapped operation to a serious discussion on how to make this song better.

"You don't need to add these bells and whistles, the simpler the better, and I can't control the difficult ones." Qiu Yuan said.

"The simpler the better..."Zhao Hanwei tasted this sentence, and the more Qiu Yuan made up the tune of this song later, the more he felt that Qiu Yuan's words were right.

The reason why this song is so good and catchy is because it is simple, and the sense of rhythm is absolutely first-class!

At two o'clock in the evening, Qiu Yuan's arrangement progress had passed three-quarters, and although he stumbled halfway, he still found a solution under Zhao Hanwei's suggestion.

Now Zhao Hanwei has put on a professional headset and is savoring this tune, every time Qiu Yuan plays it back, his head will be tapped unconsciously, and his legs will keep shaking.

At about three o'clock, the four-minute and thirty-second "Simple Love" song was completely completed.

Zhao Hanwei looked at Qiu Yuan with headphones, and Qiu Yuan completely broadcast the song to Zhao Hanwei.

He was silent for a moment after listening, and clapped his hand on Qiu Yuan's shoulder.

"I feel like I've picked up a treasure, don't be a licking dog, those women are really too superficial, I can't see your talent and value at all!" Zhao Hanwei said earnestly.

"Lao Zhao, it's true that we have a good relationship, but I don't have that kind of hobby." Qiu Yuan patted Zhao Hanwei's hand on his shoulder and said.

"Neither do I! But Yuanzi, you're such a genius, damn it, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes or taught it myself, I couldn't believe that a stupid new person who had just learned to compose music for two hours could make up this kind of tune! ”

Zhao Hanwei rarely swears, but now he can only express his inner excitement in this way.

"It's not too difficult." Qiu Yuan said.

"Why not high? The sense of rhythm and groove are top-notch! Yuanzi, have you figured out the lyrics and how to sing? If you have good lyrics and singing skills... This song is definitely going to be a hit! Zhao Hanwei said.

"I've thought about it, I want to record it now." Qiu Yuan grabbed Zhao Hanwei's professional recording equipment out of the corner and connected it to the computer and said.

"Yuanzi, I just didn't fall asleep for long and listened to your chat with the boss GAYGAY when I was awakened, and you still have to sing in the middle of the night?"

Wang Xing had already been lying on the bed for a long time, but he hadn't been lying for long when he heard that Qiu Yuan was going to record a song directly in the bedroom, and instantly poked his head out of the top bunk and complained.

"Now... Everyone is asleep, how about I make an appointment with a professional recording studio for you tomorrow? ”

Zhao Hanwei glanced at the bed, and although the other roommates in the bedroom didn't say much, they must have been a little dissatisfied with Qiu Yuan's late-night discussion with him.

Moreover, the recording environment in the dormitory is so poor that it is difficult to record a qualified single even with professional recording equipment.

"I'm in the middle of a burst of inspiration right now, and if I miss today, I might not be able to bring out the best of this song." Qiu Yuan glanced at the other roommates in the dormitory, and just heard someone's stomach ringing, so he said...

"Why don't I treat you to prawns? Should it be to compensate you for the mental damage of staying up late? ”

Qiu Yuan is not short of money now, although the 100,000 student funds have not yet arrived, but Ren Ying's gold mine has exploded a reward of 5,300 yuan for Qiu Yuan, and it is really not a problem to use this money to invite roommates to a whole shrimp feast.

"Crayfish? I'm not sleepy when you say this! Wang Xing got up from the bed with a carp, and the other roommates also woke up in an instant and said something, "Then you have to break the bill" and "Another case of beer!" Something like that.

"Do you really have enough money now?"

Only Zhao Hanwei remembered that Qiu Yuan had taken all his living expenses to give a red envelope to Ren Ying's woman.

"That's enough, I still have some savings." Qiu Yuan turned on his mobile phone and ordered nearly 700 lobsters at the nearest takeaway, what spicy crayfish, thirteen spiced lobsters, spicy shrimp balls and the like all came a lot, as well as two cases of beer.

"The lobster is already on its way! I'm going to record a song during this period, can you be quiet? Qiu Yuan asked.

"Yes, you can! As long as you invite me to eat crayfish, we don't care if you mourn at night. Wang Xing said excitedly.

Funeral? Don't think about sleeping tonight.

Qiu Yuanjian saw that the roommate in the bedroom had no opinion, and when he was still thinking about whether to buy another lobster feast in the next bedroom, he still decided to sing Simple Love first.