The next day, Jiang Zheng couldn't wait to find Jiang Xianyue and take out his newly written song.

"You wrote it so quickly?" Jiang Xianyue was a little surprised.

Yesterday, the two were still discussing what direction to write, but Jiang Zheng wrote it today?

"Hmm...... It's just a first draft, let's see if there's anything that needs to be revised. Jiang Zheng said.

"Then let's go to the piano room, and I'll play it with the guzheng to see." Jiang Xianyue said.

"Hmm." Jiang Zheng nodded.

On the way, Jiang Xianyue looked at the lyrics written by Jiang Zheng.

"You're writing anti-soul chicken soup, huh?" Jiang Xianyue asked.

"Not really, but I think it might be better to have less chicken soup for the soul." Jiang Zheng said.

"Why did you suddenly remember to write about this topic?" Jiang Xianyue asked.

Jiang Zheng told Jiang Xianyue about yesterday's incident.

"So that's the case, today's children really hear too much chicken soup for the soul." Jiang Xianyue said suddenly.

"This is also one of the drawbacks brought about by the development of information." Jiang Zheng said.

"Indeed, after the development of information, children's ability to distinguish information is weak, and it is indeed prone to some problems." Jiang Xianyue said.

The two spoke, and when they came to the piano room, Jiang Xianyue took out the key and opened the door.

After walking in, she began to adjust the strings of the guzheng, and after tuning, she began to play according to the score given by Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng was on the side, and as Jiang Xianyue played, he slowly followed and hummed softly.

From the sound of the piano, he found some deficiencies, several places that needed to be adjusted, the transition was not smooth enough, and the tension was not enough.

After playing it again, Jiang Xianyue said: "The song is good. ”

In her opinion, such a song is enough to have a good evaluation, and Jiang is writing it for the first time, and it is quite rare to be able to have this level.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xianyue only noticed what Zhang Jiangzheng was humming recently, and didn't care about her words.

Seeing this, Jiang Xianyue didn't bother, but hummed the tune written by Jiang Zheng.

Suddenly, Jiang Zheng snatched the song and said quickly: "Wait, I'll change it." ”

Immediately, he took out a pen from his pocket and revised the score.

Following his train of thought and modifying the score, Jiang Zheng handed it to Jiang Xianyue again and said, "You can take a look." ”

When Jiang Xianyue heard this, she took over the score and found that Jiang Zheng had changed a lot.

She thinks that the original song is already good, and in recent years, it has been difficult for a classic song to appear in Chinese music. Jiang Zheng's songs, in recent years, can be regarded as a masterpiece.

She didn't think there was any need to change it, maybe it wouldn't sound as good as the original.

However, the song was written by Jiang Zheng, he is fully qualified to modify it, and Jiang Xianyue is not easy to say anything, anyway, after changing it, he needs to listen to it before speaking.

She picked up the tune, first went through it in her mind, and then began to play.

At the end of the repetition, Jiang Xianyue felt a little amazing, after Jiang Zheng modified it like this, the style of music obviously became better.

The whole is more rounded, and the tension of the song is also more sufficient, which is more likely to arouse emotional resonance.

"This song is good!" Jiang Xianyue said.

However, Jiang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's not enough, I'll change it." ”

Jiang Xianyue couldn't help but say: "I don't think there is any need to modify it in this way, I think it's good at this level." ”

"No, it's not as good as I thought it would be." Jiang Zheng said.

Seeing Jiang Zheng insisting so much, Jiang Xianyue was also a little helpless, she had to hand over the song in her hand, and Jiang Zheng was still revising.

Jiang Zheng looked at the score and made some changes based on the dissatisfaction he noticed when he first listened to it.

After the revision, the whole score can no longer be read, and it is densely packed with modifications.

Simply, Jiang Zheng found a new piece of paper and transcribed it again.

Soon, the score was transcribed, and Jiang Zheng handed it to Jiang Xianyue and said, "Please play it again." ”

Jiang Xianyue nodded, and played it again according to the score.

This time, the score is better than the last time.

Every time there was progress in revision, Jiang Xianyue was shocked.

You know, writing music is a very talented thing, and some people work hard to write a song, which is not as good as someone else's random writing.

And after the song is written, it can't be changed every time it gets better, maybe the more you revise it, the more ugly it will become.

Jiang Zheng changed it twice, and it was better than the other, which made Jiang Xianyue sigh in her heart, sure enough, the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

In the following time, Jiang Xianyue kept playing the tunes written by Jiang Zheng, and Jiang Zheng would revise them every time he listened to them.

Gradually, the style of the song also changed.

At the beginning, Jiang Zheng wrote in a popular style, but after such a revision, the song was more archaic. To be precise, it is more inclined to the tunes of the guzheng.

Jiang Zheng realized this problem, but he didn't take it seriously, he even thought it was good.

Ancient musical instruments are no worse than modern musical instruments, and after years of evolution, ancient musical instruments have a strong sense of cultural weight.

Listening to too much electronic music nowadays and writing ancient tunes is also a good choice.

Time passed quickly, neither of them noticed, one played, one revised, and there was not even much communication between the two, but there was a unique warm atmosphere.

Such a situation was broken by a phone call.

"Okay, I know, just follow the process." Jiang Xianyue said calmly.

"What's going on?" Jiang Zheng asked,

This phone call also interrupted his thoughts. But he didn't pay too much attention to it, the song was modified many times, almost to his limit, even if he revised it again, it wouldn't be much better.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that a master in the studio is going to terminate the contract." Jiang Xianyue said.

"Termination? Why do you want to terminate the contract suddenly? Got poached by another company? Jiang Zheng asked.

"It shouldn't be, I guess there are more fans, and if you are popular, you want to fly solo." Jiang Xianyue said.

"Listen to what you mean, it's still a big Internet celebrity who terminated the contract?" Jiang Zheng asked.

"Well, there are more than two million fans." Jiang Xianyue said.

"Are you willing to let such a talent go?" Jiang Zheng asked.

The benefits that an Internet celebrity with two million followers can create are already very considerable.

Although it is not uncommon for Internet celebrities with more than one million followers after the development of short videos, that is what users have seen.

This is survivor bias, what you see are Internet celebrities who already have some fame and some fans, and it seems that there are quite a lot of more than one million.

In fact, the number of creators is huge now, and there are always very few creators above the million level.

In this way, all people are talented, and the general company will not let people go easily.

"There's no way, people who want to leave can't be kept, rather than making everyone unhappy in the end, it's better to get together and disperse." Jiang Xianyue said.