The meal lasted for more than two hours. It's not that these people are all able to eat, but Han Shuang inserted a lot of digressions in the process of eating.

also let Han Ying, Sun Xiaoyun and others sing a variety of types of songs. It wasn't until they had a clear understanding of the vocal characteristics and pronunciation characteristics of the four of them that the dinner ended.

However, Wang Jingwen saw that Han Shuang had been ignoring herself, and she ran away in advance after eating. is also the party who is not taken care of, Sun De is very well-behaved.

Listen carefully to Han Shuang's speech, and strive not to let go of any detail. That concentrated attitude is like a mountain child full of curiosity.

At about half past two, the five of them reluctantly walked out of Han Shuang's office. Except for Sun De, the other four people all had a deep joy on their faces.

"Yuan Hong, it is estimated that Han Shuang will write you a rock song, you have two golden songs, and it is only a matter of time before you are promoted to the first line, congratulations, congratulations!" Deng Kai said with a smile.

"Your voice is better than mine, maybe you can become an instant hit!" Yuan Hong is a straightforward person, maybe he is in a good mood today, and he rarely complimented him.

"Each other, they all work for the company, even if I am popular, I will not forget my roots." Han Ying and Sun Xiaoyun on the other side were also very excited.

"Xiao Yun, how do you feel?"

"Han Shuang, he's really handsome!"

"Damn, let me ask you how you feel after hearing this, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, you said this, Han Shuang is really professional, I have a lot of confidence in him! If I were famous, I would definitely repay him! Han Ying smiled cheaply: "How to repay?" Pledge in person? Sun Xiaoyun blushed and took a sip: "What are you talking about!" He's the director's person, I don't have that heart or that guts! He also said that I, you are his fellow countryman, and he will definitely be more interested in your works! Say, if you are famous, how can you repay him? Han Ying chuckled: "How else can I repay it, the grace of dripping water springs to repay!" ”

"Which spring? How do you gush springs? ”

"! Good for you, Sun Xiaoyun! I see that you are usually gentle, and I thought you were a good girl! I didn't expect to drive so slippery! ”...... After everyone left, Han Shuang leaned on the sofa and thought for a while.

According to his plan, he will write a piece of work today. Tomorrow at the latest. The voices of the five people are different, who should write them first?

After thinking about it, he decided to hand over the first shot to his fellow countryman Han Ying. Han Ying is twenty-five years old this year, and after graduating from a not-so-well-known art school in Yanzhou, she stayed in Yancheng for a while.

Signed with a music company that is also not very well-known. She only released two singles in three years, and perhaps for quality or other reasons, it didn't make her much famous.

With two failed relationships, he returned to his hometown depressed, and after two months of silence, he came to Midtown to look for development opportunities.

By chance, I saw Xingyao's recruitment notice, and in this way, with his excellent music skills, he was successfully recruited by Dou Liangyu.

A few years ago, Qu Dad Du Shu wrote a song for her and also released a single. The results are still not satisfactory.

Through conversation, Han Shuang found that she had the intention of denying herself, so he dredged her a few words in time. Han Ying's voice belongs to the delicate style, the breath is very stable, and the basic skills are very solid, even if it is a cappella, there is no obvious vibrato.

Such a voice seems to be very good, but in the music world, if there is no suitable work, it is a matter of time before it is obliterated.

When Han Ying told her experience of wandering in Yancheng, there was a deep sense of regret and nostalgia between her words.

Obviously, she liked that city very much, and if she had mixed up a little bit of fame, she would definitely not stoop to Midtown.

When Han Shuang asked about her emotional state, there was sourness and regret between her eyebrows. There should be a relationship that is difficult to part with but has to break up.

At this point, a song has appeared in Han Shuang's mind - [Written to Huang Huai]. Coincidentally, when Han Shuang asked about her institution, Han Ying's answer was Huanghuai Art Institute.

It seems to have a kind of fate in the dark. After having a goal, Han Shuang quickly put pen to paper. This song [Written to Huang Huai] is also one of Han Shuang's favorite ballads.

The melody is simple but touching, and the lyrics are simple but resonant. With Han Ying's state of mind, Han Shuang felt that she would definitely be able to sing this song in her own style.

Soon, the lyrics were written in their entirety. Then, with the blessing of god-level composition skills, Han Shuang began to write scores.

There are no particularly complex chords, just a simple guitar tune. It was also very fast, and before it was time to go to work, he completed the first draft of [Written to Huang Huai].

After carefully reviewing it, he made a few more changes, and just a second before he put down the pen, Dou Liangyu pushed the door and walked in.

"It's time to get off work, my Daqu daddy." She said with a smile. After hesitating, Han Shuang said, "Xiang'er, I want to work overtime." ”

"Okay, I'll accompany you." ...... After Han Ying, who had already walked out of the building, received Han Shuang's call, she turned around suddenly, gave up her elegant walking posture, and ran quickly into the elevator.

The unhesitating attitude, the haste of the rush, the overflowing excitement, it is easy to mistake her for the most important gift of her life.

The irrepressible joy bloomed between the eyebrows and eyes, making everyone else in the same elevator involuntarily move away a little.

From their frowning and puzzled expressions, it can be seen that they think this girl who is getting carried away and releasing her excitement..... Something could be wrong.

When she came to the studio, she gasped for air. Han Shuang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Why did you go, why are you so tired?" ”

"It's okay, Han Shuang, you wrote it so quickly?" The recording master, who had not yet gotten off work, answered this question for Han Shuang with a smile.

"Girl, you don't know anything about the speed of our teacher Sun's singing! Other musicians have to write songs through their brains, and he just needs to have his hands. Han Shuang smiled and handed the brief score to Han Ying, and said, "You are generally familiar with the lyrics first, the melody is very simple, just substitute feelings when singing." ”

"Write to Huang Huai?" After reading the title of the song, Han Ying looked a little surprised. Han Shuang explained: "This is a song of missing, according to your emotional experience, and a little bit of my personal feelings, I was too lazy to name it for a while, thinking that you had studied at Huanghuai College, so I took it casually." The corners of Han Ying's mouth twitched a little, with your attitude towards the title of the song, shouldn't the song be just as perfunctory?

But when she read the lyrics roughly, she breathed a sigh of relief. The lyrics are okay, there are places that touch her, but I don't know what the effect of singing is.

"Let's sing it first!" Seeing that Han Ying was almost familiar with it, Han Shuang proposed.

"Can I play and sing at the same time?" Seeing the pure guitar score written by Han Shuang, Han Ying also made suggestions to him.

Han Shuang nodded: "It's up to you." There was a guitar on hold in the recording studio, and Han Ying followed a handy one, and after adjusting it, she slowly plucked the strings.

On the day I was nineteen years old, I came to Huang Huai~ In order to meet you here, I paid my four years~...... Han Ying opened the song in the right way, with a soothing singing voice with a kind of eloquent charm.

This attitude of not fighting or grabbing is very natural and comfortable, and it is very folk tune. However, there was also a little flaw, seeing that she was very devoted, Han Shuang did not interrupt, and was ready to wait for her to finish singing, and then bring it up one by one.

Dou Liangyu enjoyed this relaxed and soothing song atmosphere, quietly took Han Shuang's hand, closed his eyes, and looked comfortable.

Soon came to the chorus part of the song, and when she sang it, Han Ying invested deep emotions. You are my dream of gains and losses, I am your dispensable person~ After all, the arrows that cross the mountains and rivers are all stabbed by people who cause illness with emotion~~ You are my dream of tossing and turning, I am your old man who dreams of mountains and rivers~ Let this heart-wrenching wine stimulate your hearts like sulfuric acid~~