Chapter Twenty-Three: 30 Seconds of Shock!

Before returning to the residence, Bai Yu had already watched the "Heavy Mecha".

To be honest, as the Black Iron Age era, it is already very good to be able to shoot this kind of iron-blooded film.

Although in today's Bai Yu's opinion, the special effects are still too low, but they can't hide the excitement of the plot. No wonder Xingchen Entertainment is the overlord of this side, there is no evidence, and you can only really feel it after seeing it.

After eating two fast food meals with Cat Xinghei, Cat Xinghei quickly went out for a walk and changed to a new environment, and it also needed to move around a lot to get used to.

Bai Yu sat at the table and turned on the composition brain.

The composition light brain is a small floating white ball, the size of a tennis ball, but if turned on, it can be rotated and spread out to form a small workbench that can do most of the work with voice control alone.

Composition, arrangement, and mixing, including sound effects CD, can be completed by one person, and the composer can also generate a soundproof cabin by itself, enclosing the composer in the soundproof cabin, eliminating external interference, and creating high-quality BGM.

This kind of composition light brain is self-produced by Xingchen Entertainment, and it is said that the best quality composition light brain is the product of photopower.

Photonics is a leading enterprise in the production of optical brains, and the sound quality and realistic sound effects of the composition optical brains produced are simply unattainable by other companies.

But now, it is enough for Bai Yu to have a composer brain.

The final climactic battle of "Heavy Fighter" was cut out and played several times through the light curtain of the Star Ring, and the scene at this time was silent and not added in the later stage.

After Bai Yu watched it a few times, he closed his eyes, hummed a staccato tune softly in his mouth, and after a while, he turned on the virtual production button of the composition light brain.

"Record."

After outputting the password, the light brain began to run at high speed, and Bai Yu was about to hum the tune in his mouth, which was not bad for a second, and it just ended in 30 seconds.

After listening to it again, I began to arrange the music formally, distinguishing several tracks, adding double bass, magnetic bass, and timpani at a certain time, and the tracks were constantly crossed and replaced.

Half an hour later, the arrangement is complete, and several tracks are compressed, equalized, distorted, and reverberated to complete the mix.

After doing these tasks, Bai Yu opened the BGM sample again, listened to it carefully, and went to bed directly after saving it.

At this time, not only Zhou Hong and other colleagues who had just entered the company, but also the three experienced veteran composers, who were also staying up late to create desperately, climbing onto the rooftop from time to time to look up at the stars, opening the last battle of "Heavy Fighter" from time to time to watch, and even other war movies that had been staged for a long time also turned out to watch, looking for inspiration for this burning song sample.

At the same time, Franma was immersed in the company's soundproof room.

He didn't pin his hopes on anyone, Franma knew very well that these people alone would not be able to come up with a resonance-level BGM at all, and the purpose of asking Zhou Hong and others to create BGM samples was very simple, that is, to find inspiration for himself to make a creative breakthrough.

After years of creating BGM, Franma knows that his inspiration is about to run out, and he urgently needs the impact of external forces to collide before new sparks burst out.

What he needs is the BGM sample that collides his thoughts with sparks.

And if he really has this kind of inspiration after three days, he will start on the fourth day and complete this BGM in one go, at least to ensure that it reaches the resonance level.

That's why Franma asked everyone to hand in a demo of the tune after three days.

Three days later.

Everyone's BGM tunes were passed on to Franma, and the last ones came were basically those graduates.

However, only Bai Yu was the fastest, earlier than the three veteran composers.

Zhou Hong went to pour Franma a cup of coffee and brought it.

Franma's originally serious expression softened a little, and after sending everyone out, he closed the door of the studio, called up everyone's BGM samples, and pulled them out one by one in the order of veteran composers first and then novices, and began to play them in the studio.

The demos of the three old composers were played, and Franma took out one of the samples and took a deep look, it was written by a composer named Munda, which was slightly good, and gave him some inspiration.

But as far as the burning effect of Monda is concerned, if it is maintained like this, it will be at most a fluctuation level, and it will not even be able to reach the resonance.

Humming a sudden inspiration in his mouth, Franma called up his composition and began to revise it.

After a while, he nodded with satisfaction and opened the works of the top students of the academy who had just graduated.

First of all, Zhou Hong's BGM sample was played, and the tune was subdued, which was quite good, but it entered the high stage in the early stage. The tide is too long, and although the timpani rhythm is in place in the later stage, the effect of pulling up the blood is too slow.

If the time is matched, the final battle of the movie is almost over at this time.

However, Franma believes that the new employee's work has also reached the fluctuation level, which is already very good among graduates. But to inspire yourself, it's a little short, not as high as Munda's tunes, and without the thrill of saber-rattling.

Franma then chose to play in the remaining samples, and soon after he frowned, and before he finished listening to the 30 seconds, he quit directly, and called up the creator of the BGM, and wrote a suggestion directly below: If you don't make a difference, it is recommended to dismiss!

Then Franma called up a sample of the third graduate, and as he listened, his brow furrowed again, but then he stretched out again, and finally listened to it, and did nothing. The demo of the fourth graduate was opened.

After listening to it for a while, he was still indifferent, and Francma sighed deeply, sighing that the students cultivated by the first-class academy in Qizhou, except for Zhou Hong, who were slightly better, were all at the level of this kind of rotten street.

I casually deleted this sample and pulled out the last BGM sample.

"Bai Yu?"

Glancing at the creator on the sample, Franma still remembered that this guy named Bai Yu usually didn't talk much, he always had a smile on his face, and even in the face of his own strictness, he was not as reserved as others.

However, Franma remembered that Zhou Hong had "inadvertently" mentioned that Bai Yu graduated from a second-rate college, and he didn't know if this person from the Ministry of Human Resources had a short circuit in his head and hired a graduate of a second-rate college to do something.

After thinking about it for a while, I'm afraid that only the explanation of "there are people above the people" can make sense.

Shaking his head, Franma secretly sighed that Xingchen Entertainment did this, how could it be possible to compete with Guangyuan Power and Junjing Qianggong, and opened Bai Yu's BGM sample with his hand.

A soothing string sounded, and Franma almost turned it off when he heard it. How does this kind of soothing music deserve to be burning?

But suddenly, the strings trembled, shattered, plucked, and jumped, and the situation changed suddenly.

Franma's heart just came from the soothing beginning, followed by a tremble, a beat, instantly ignited the blood, a large number of drums densely came, stimulating the nerves, as if there were thousands of horses in front of him, the drums roared.

A series of timpani, so strong in rhythm that each blow made Franca almost leave his seat and dance.

Just relieved, and a large number of string vibrations that simulated the relaxation of mechanical force came out, which was strong and powerful, and the iron bones were strong, making people's whole body muscles and veins relax, and the strength exploded again, which was more than double the blood strength just now.

A magnetic bass screeched on the treble track, as if nine days were falling, a powerful shock, doubling the intensity again.

"it!"

Franma couldn't help but stand up with a bang, his head was sweating wildly, his hands and feet were trembling, and his blood was about to explode!

"Quasi-hot-blooded! Absolutely quasi-hot-blooded! ”

I didn't even have time to turn off the BGM sample, turned around and opened the door of the soundproof room, and rushed out like a tiger.