Not everyone can be the person in charge of the recording studio.

Wang Wei, as one of the heads of the vocal music department, happened to be his turn to stand guard today.

Although the use of the recording studio is free of charge, it does not mean that the student can abuse it freely.

It's just that others are standing guard, and if you happen to encounter such a thing while standing guard, you need to take care of it.

If Wu Fan's work did not satisfy him, he felt that it was necessary for him to give the other party a warning.

At this time, Wu Fan did not know that he was included in the warning list by the director.

Following the instructions on the interface, he entered the score and then pressed the one-click synthesis button.

After about ten minutes, the soundtrack was synthesized.

He put on headphones and listened to it, and the synthesized soundtrack was exactly the same as in the original, and he was relieved.

Stepping into the recording room, Wu Fan brewed emotions again, and began to record over and over again in order to achieve perfection.

Outside the recording room.

Lyrics interface.

Wang Wei browsed word by word, and a little appreciation flashed in his eyes.

This lyric is considered medium, with emotion poured between the lines, and there is a sense of picture just by looking at it, let alone singing.

The moment he heard the soundtrack, his eyes lit up.

As long as the singer's voice is excellent, even if he sings badly, he can also cooperate in tuning and improve the final effect of the song to an excellent level.

In fact, Wu Fan's voice is low and hoarse, which is quite compatible with this song.

At the beginning of the chorus, Wang Wei fell directly.

He only felt that the pictures buried deep in his heart were drawn out, the sad emotions were mobilized, and the pictures of regret flashed like slides.

Why is this song so sad?

Why is it so fascinating?

Tears spread all over his face at some point.

……

"Teacher, are you alright?"

When the fugue passed, Wang Wei was pulled back to reality by Wu Fan's concerned voice, and quickly wiped away his tears in embarrassment, and praised, "It's okay! This piece is excellent, and you can sing it...... Not bad! ”

While admiring him, he began to guide the next steps.

"Next, the creator of the lyrics and songs can be entered on the subpage of the work."

The real creator of "Decent" is not Wu Fan, but here, he can take it for his own use without shame, without worrying about being known.

Song: "Decent"

Singer: Wu Fan

Lyrics: Wu Fan

Composer: Wu Fan

After the recording is completed, Wu Fan uploads the song to the exclusive music library on campus, and once the upload is completed, it will be immediately entered into the Huaxia copyright music library, and it will automatically obtain the legal protection of national entertainment copyright.

Wang Wei will kindly remind, "Your song can participate in the school's May new song list, if the data is excellent and attracts the attention of college leaders, your benefits are indispensable." ”

"Of course, you can also submit to some music software by yourself, and set your own amount of fees to turn into your creative income."

Songs on music software,If you set a fee,Everyone can listen to it,The trial is free and only once,Only spend money to download it to listen to it forever。

Wu Fan nodded in understanding and left directly.

When Wu Fan left, Wang Wei checked the information of the songwriter and was stunned on the spot.

"It's the same person......"

Dormitory.

Wu Fan, who was eating instant noodles, opened his laptop and uploaded "Decent" to multiple music software, with the purpose of gaining as many fans as possible.

As for the charges, it is naturally free.

"Decent" is a new song, and he himself is a newcomer who has no name at all, setting a fee is looking for death, first free a few songs to create his own fame, and then charging is the best way.

When night falls, thoughts fly and it is difficult to sleep.

With nothing to do, Wu Fan called out the system, and was attracted by the rising prestige value at first sight.

Reputation: 103 in "Decent".

In just three hours after recording the song, "Decent" gained 103 fans, not to say that happiness is fake.

Logging into the exclusive music library on campus, finding the backstage of his work, he began to check the data.

The first to catch the eye are more than a dozen songs that are not in the stream, all of which were created by the original owners, with a lot of hits, but few collectors, which is very touching.

As for the "Decent" column, it is 115 hits and 115 favorites.

Under his nickname, the number of fans is displayed at the same time as 116, and the extra one is his own trumpet.

With the passage of time, clicks, favorites, and fans have grown simultaneously, indicating that the number of listeners is increasing, and the word-of-mouth is good, which has produced a word-of-mouth effect, indicating that there will be more and more fans.

Wu Fan was happy with satisfaction.

While he was happy, he always felt that something was missing, and when the afterglow swept away, he knew what the problem was.

Comments!

The original owner's work was very poor, and he closed the comments because he was too inferior.

Now, it's time to reopen.

It wasn't long before the first comment appeared.

"Leave a claw, watch the birth of excellent masterpieces, and worship." The rich second generation next door.

It seems that the floodgates have opened, and after the first comment, there have been more comments, one after another.

"Upstairs +1"

"Nice and touching"

……

Wu Fan focused on a few.

"What a sad song, is the author out of love? I couldn't cry when I heard this song. "Cute girl.

"Which class and dormitory is the author from?" Bosom girlfriend.

"When do you have time to come to the radio room and sing it?" School flower Chen Xiaoyu.

Among them, the school flower Chen Xiaoyu's comments have the most likes, which shows that there are many people who want to get to know Wu Fan up close through the radio room.

"School flower Chen Xiaoyu?"

Wu Fan muttered, the corners of his mouth inadvertently rising, "It's really arrogant enough, in my opinion, it's enough to choke on the flowers." ”

As for Chen Xiaoyu's request, Wu Fan smiled slightly.

Regardless of the predecessor or the original owner, it was never the intention to be low-key, but it was forced to be low-key because it couldn't be high-profile.

embarking on this road is destined to be famous, and it is impossible to keep a low profile.

The most important thing is that when you become famous, you will have more fans, and if you have more fans, you will have prestige value, and with prestige points, you can have the desired future at your fingertips.

Therefore, Wu Fan's choice is obvious.

With longing, a good night's sleep.

Classroom.

As a student, Wu Fan needs to take classes.

The long-lost class made him feel a sense of nostalgia.

Pity...... A boring lyric class is drowsy.

After all, the author of "Decent" is Wu Fan, and it is easy for some people to think of Wu Fan in the same class, but when they think of Wu Fan's creative ability, these eyes are mixed with sarcasm.

Piano elective.

Wu Fan listened very carefully, because playing the piano was once his dream, and now these slender fingers can fully meet the needs of playing the piano.

At the end of the first lesson, he stared at the piano in front of him, unlike the guitar, which can only be mastered with practice.

Although he has an amateur level of D6 piano, he has not touched it for many years, and his playing skills are rusty.

The second period of piano lessons begins.

Wu Fan listened very carefully, for fear of missing a little.

Suddenly, a faint, slightly fresh smell of perfume hit my nose.

Wu Fan frowned slightly.

In order to listen to the lecture well, he deliberately chose the back corner, and few people would come to this position, and he didn't think that anyone would sit behind him.

Shrugging his nose, he couldn't hold back a few sneezes in quick succession.

The people behind him realized that Wu Fan's sneezing was because of her, and deliberately moved back, which made Wu Fan stop sneezing.

Recess.

Wu Fan got up and moved his body, inadvertently looked back at the appearance of the person behind him, and was suddenly stunned.

The other party is not a well-known flower or the like, and his appearance is not distinctive among many beauties, but it is such a young and very familiar face that makes him a little excited and a little chilling.

Just because the other party looks too similar to a top female star he knew in his predecessor, it is simply carved out of a mold, if it weren't for the fact that this is not the earth, he would mistakenly think that he had seen the idol in his heart.

Could it be that the other party also crossed over?

"Zhao Liying?" Wu Fan was tentative.

The other party looked dazed, not like a fake, it didn't seem to be the one.

At this time, the system kindly prompted, "The living celebrities known by the master's predecessor will exist in another identity in this time and space, and the owner doesn't need to be so alarmed." ”

I see, Wu Fan's heart was a little at ease.

"I'm sorry to hurt you...... Sneeze. Zhao Xiaobei was a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to look directly at Wu Fan's strange eyes, and his hand with nowhere to put it clutched the corner of the school uniform, as if he was about to twist out a flower.

"Oh, it's okay, I understand." Wu Fan waved his hand and said casually, "Girls, there will always be a few days." Actually, the perfume smells pretty good. ”

As a person who has come over, he knows that there are no more than two situations for women to wear perfume, one is to love beauty, and the other is that relatives are coming.

It is clear that the other party belongs to the latter.

Zhao Xiaobei was stunned, it was the first time he met a boy who spoke so directly.

For a moment, she was embarrassed and eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

What is a little annoying is that Wu Fan, who was unconscious, sat back and listened to the class obediently like a good student.

This scene made Zhao Xiaobei ashamed and annoyed, and he really wanted to kick the other party's feet to relieve his anger.

The end of the third period means that it is time for lunch.

Taking advantage of the lunch break, Wu Fan came to the piano as if no one was around, his slender fingers crossed the keys, and the familiar feeling of the past seemed to be all back.

Because so much time has passed, I can't remember the practice repertoire in my memory.

Wu Fan simply practiced with the score of "Decent".

At first, it was a little jerky, but as time went on, the technique became more and more proficient, and the melodious melody began to resound throughout the classroom.

From time to time, the keys stop and fall.

Wu Fan was still unsatisfied, but there was sudden applause behind him.

"This melody is beautiful, is it your original?"

Zhao Xiaobei, who had time to leave the classroom in the future, was pulled back into the classroom the moment the melody sounded, so that she listened to the whole melody and was captured by it.

"Yes."

Replying to one word, Wu Fan seized the limited time and practiced again.

After five times, he got up very satisfied, ready to go to lunch, and if it was any later, there would be no food in the cafeteria.

"Hey, is this leaving? Meet me, my name is Zhao Xiaobei, a freshman in the vocal music department, what about you? ”

Zhao Xiaobei caught up with Wu Fan's pace and wanted to find out the details of the melody.