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Chu Ye took it first, and after scanning it first, he handed it to Xue Fan.

This kind of self-composed lyrics and songs, of course, still has to be judged by professionals to determine whether they are qualified.

However, before Xue Fan finished reading it and came to a conclusion, he still couldn't help asking: "This song is the song you told me on Friday?" ”

Nan Yue nodded: "Well, I've written this song so far." ”

"But at that time, didn't you say that the words hadn't been filled in?" verified the doubts in his heart, but Chu Ye was even more confused.

On Friday, Nanyue set off for X City, recording a program on Saturday, recording a program for half a day on Sunday, and being on the road for half a day.

It's only Monday today, and the words are ready? When and where was it written?

"That's right," Nan Yue's lips rose slightly, "In fact, I have always had a general idea in terms of words, and last night I suddenly came to inspiration, and I turned all my thoughts into words." ”

"Inspiration?" Chu Ye wanted to ask her what happened last night or what she experienced, but when she thought it was a matter of privacy, she still gave up.

For a creator, although inspiration is a very ethereal thing, it is not for no reason.

Nan Yue knew that he would not ask more, his eyes were slightly downcast, and he did not intend to say more.

Speaking of which, not only last night, but when I sang just now, I couldn't help but think of Sheng Jingheng's appearance when he played the piano and sang.

There seems to be a feeling that she really knows Sheng Jingheng since last night.

Before, it was all the memories left by the original body.

After that, it was her own memory.

"Is this really a song you wrote?" On the other side, Xue Fan read the score seriously, and secretly hummed a melody in his heart, subconsciously questioning.

Nan Yue raised his eyes and looked over: "Yes, Teacher Xue, is there something wrong?" ”

"It's not wrong, it's right!" Xue Fan looked pleasantly surprised, "The lyrics and songs are very good, the style is very fresh but very mature, it doesn't look like it came from a newcomer!" ”

After Xue Fan sighed, he went to look at Chu Ye again: "Mr. Chu, you have found a treasure!" Why don't you just sign us Hongyu? ”

Chu Ye had already guessed that he would have this kind of reaction, and snorted lightly: "Do you think I don't want to?" As early as a month ago, I wanted to sign her, but because of a Sheng Jingheng, I didn't want to come to our Hongyu. ”

"Oh, then Nanyue, you are a big fan of Sheng Jingheng?"

After getting Nanyue's nod and confirmation, Xue Fan could understand: "Sheng Jingheng is indeed a rare genius in today's music industry, and even in the entertainment industry. He is a good fan and can learn more from him. ”

Hearing Xue Fan praise Sheng Jingheng like this, Chu Ye didn't react, just skipped it directly, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, since this song is OK, let's start recording it directly." ”

This time, Xue Fan still participated in the pre-recording as last time, giving some professional advice and suggestions to South Vietnam.

And this song was written by Nanyue himself, how to sing it, what kind of feelings to give, naturally it is clear in my heart.

Therefore, it is much easier to sing than the song written by Chaoyang.

At the end of the day, the song was almost decided, roughly how to sing it, and how to deal with the bass and treble to be the most perfect.

At the end of the day, it was dark outside, and the cold wind was blowing.

Chu Ye did not stay in the recording studio all the time, but handled affairs in his office.

This will Nanyue want to leave, so he will come to see her off as usual, and plan to treat her to dinner.

Nanyue happened to have something to tell him, so he simply went to his car and let Mao Hui follow behind in a commercial car.

"Huh? What's new? After hearing what Chu Ye said, he joked, "In such a hurry, you are finally short of money?" ”

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^