Sony Studios.

Wang Jianing put his hands in his pockets, walked to the door, and poked his head in: "Are you here?" ”

The musicians waiting in the studio waved their heads.

Wang Jianing shrugged, whistled, and left again.

Soon Zhao Qiao, another gold medal composer from Sony, walked to the recording studio and glanced left and right: "Haven't come yet?" ”

The musician shook his head: "Why don't you come over in a group, why don't you come and ask someone later." ”

Today, it's a big thing for Sony.

In the past two months, the man who has beaten Sony's many songwriters countless times is coming.

Since An Lan broke through the first issue, Liu Jianxi asked Sony's songwriters to write songs for An Lan.

Then, in each issue, An Lan will send a sample of audition.

According to Liu Jianxi's meaning, if the song written by Han Zhou is not good, then use the song written by his own people.

But every time.

It's all better songs written by Han Zhou.

Sony's songwriters, who hasn't been a leader back then? Who doesn't have a few or even a dozen good songs that are familiar to listeners, and many songs have won numerous awards.

However, it was during the recording of "Tomorrow's Superstar" in the past two months.

They have been hit repeatedly.

Among the best are Wang Jianing and Zhao Qiao.

Wang Jianing is a songwriter, top composer, first-class lyrics, and was once the queen composer of Sony's diva Su Rui, who was already good at lyrics, and has worked together for many years.

And Zhao Qiao's composition is top-notch and his lyrics are second-rate, so Tang Jie, who has been working with him, has been praised to the level of a quasi-heavenly king, but it is just one move away from the heavenly king, that is, chess.

These few times, both of them wrote songs for An Lan.

But after listening to Han Zhou's song, the two knew that they had lost.

This time, Han Zhou was going to come to Sony to make music live, so the entire creative department was a sensation.

All have to come and see how awesome that Han Zhou is.

In the outside world, Han Zhou is just a singer who is good at writing, and he is a singer who has just debuted, and his popularity is only now in the third rate.

However, the songwriters in Sony's creative department only know how perverted this person is.

With the same working time cycle, he played two gold medal songwriters.

It's so uncomfortable.

What's more, Han Zhou alone has to write songs about himself and An Lan.

And Sony's side is more than a dozen people researching and writing songs for An Lan alone.

Also, the loss is a complete defeat.

Only Sony people, under the same conditions, know how perverted Han Zhou's creative ability is.

Many people in the outside world will think that Han Zhou's songs were written before.

But the people at Sony know very well that they started writing at the same time as themselves, and the time was very short.

Even during this period, they made a special movie!

There's a ghost!

"It's coming, the little sister at the front desk sent a message in the group saying that Han Zhou is here!"

Zhao Qiao got up and held a thermos cup: "Go and have a look." ”

Wang Jianing put his hands in his pockets: "Go and take a look." ”

Others: "Oops, I'll go to the toilet, go first." ”

"Let's smoke, Lao Liu, don't you want to go together?"

At this time, Han Zhou and Liu Jianxi were indeed doing an elevator up.

Just in the elevator, An Lan's phone called.

The signal was unstable, and Han Zhou looked at the phone and was stunned.

Liu Jianxi: "Don't answer the phone? ”

"There is no signal in the elevator, and I will pick it up when I arrive."

When he arrived at the floor, Han Zhou called An Lan back.

An Lan's first sentence when she picked up the phone was: "Don't come to Sony." ”

Han Zhou: "Huh? ”

An Lan: "Come to my school." ”

Han Zhou: "Why? ”

An Lan: "Let's run away, I'm not a singer, I'm not a star, come with me." ”

Han Zhou felt that his brain circuits were complex enough, but An Lan thought deeper and farther.

Han Zhou stood at the elevator entrance and turned his back: "Then how do I live?" ”

With An Lan's birth, she couldn't have thought of this, but Han Zhou had to think of this.

That's the difference between a princess and a poor boy.

On the other end of the phone, An Lan shouted: "I'll raise you!" ”

Han Zhou: "No, that's not you raising me, it's your parents who help you raise me, and you help you raise me when you don't like me." ”

An Lan: "Han Zhou! Do you still care about this? ”

Han Zhou: "I may not care, my parents should care." ”

The so-called door is not right, speaking of which, that's it.

But it's just that little thing can never be sorted out.

"I'm in, choose the song first, you can come over quickly."

After speaking, Han Zhou hung up the phone.

Waiting for Han Zhou to come over, Liu Jianxi looked at Han Zhou: "Actually, if you don't have a little mental illness, I think you're not bad." ”

"It's okay to be my Liu family's son-in-law."

Han Zhou looked at Liu Jianxi and complained powerlessly, and finally: "An Lan's surname is An." ”

You yourself are mud bodhisattvas across the river, you stand here to approve of me?

Friend, you were kicked out of the gate by Anjia, and you still want to bring people inside?

Liu Jianxi laughed: "Forget it." ”

Soon, Han Zhou and Liu Jianxi arrived at the recording studio.

"What song are you going to sing for the finals?" Liu Jianxi: "The finals are very important, if your song is not good, I will use the company's song to Lan Lan." ”

In other words, only Liu Jianxi called An Lan to be Lan Lan, and everyone else called her An An.

Han Zhou was calm: "If my song doesn't work, there will be no one in the world who can." ”

Several musicians who were arranging their instruments looked up at Han Zhou with a ...... face Admiration.

There is a personality, there is a kind.

And a few lyricists and composers who came to see the play had just walked in and were speechless.

Han Zhou took out some printed scores from his bag: "Alternative." ”

Zhao Qiao stepped forward: "I'll take a look." ”

To be precise, the songs that Han Zhou took out were all sets.

"Father" and "Father's Prose Poems" are the same set.

"The Trouble of the Moon" and "The Moon Represents My Heart" are the same set.

"Walking in Style" and "Dream Chaser" are the same set.

"Childhood" and "The Story of Time" are the same set.

Liu Jianxi directly picked up "Father" and "Father's Prose Poems": "Which is a female voice and which is a male voice?" ”

Han Zhou: "My father's prose poems are women's. ”

Liu Jianxi looked down.

Zhao Qiao took over "The Trouble Caused by the Moon" and "The Moon Represents My Heart".

Wang Jianing took over "Walking in Style" and "Dream Chaser".

The group of lyricists and composers who watched the play in the back encouraged the person standing at the front to read the script.

This person stepped forward and got "Childhood" and "The Story of Time".

This person only glanced at it, and when he saw the first sentence, he began to "hiss~"

"Ahh

"~!"

"Mader ......"

It only took him a minute to finish reading one song, and he didn't dare to read the other one, so he respectfully put the paper back on the table and retreated.

Everyone looked at him: "What do you say?" ”

The man took out his cigarette case melancholy: "Lost." ”

"Huh?"

"I said I lost, I can't write this kind of song in my life, I guess Zhao Qiao is also mysterious in this life, Wang Jianing can write one or two such songs in his life."

The person next to him was thoughtful: "You mean, you look at that song, which is comparable to Wang Jianing's two masterpieces "Lonely Cloud" and "Rain in a Small Town"? ”

This person: "Forget the rain in the small town, Guyun can fight with the song "The Story of Time", I glanced at the other song, I didn't dare to read it, I was afraid that I would not have the confidence to write a song in my life after reading it." ”

The group of people was discussing, and Zhao Qiao put down the "Trouble Caused by the Moon" and "The Moon Represents My Heart" in his hand: "Just this one, twenty years later, someone will remember An Lan and this song." ”

"When I didn't come, I left."

Zhao Qiao put down the paper with the score and lyrics printed on it, and left directly.

Wang Jianing looked at "A Walk in Style" and "Dream Chaser": "Let youth blow your long hair and let it pull your dreams, and before you know it, the history of this city has remembered your smile......"

"Ma De, Lin Xiaoxing also said that Han Zhou wrote music with his heart and lyrics with his feet......"

"After Han Zhouna wrote the lyrics seriously, it was not him who sang, but us who wrote songs......"

"Heaven and earth are in a hurry, the tide rises and falls, grievances and grievances, life and death, a few people can see through ......"

"I lost again this time."

Wang Jianing looked at Han Zhou: "I will be the producer of these two songs, and I will make the arrangement so exciting that the fans' brains explode after listening to it!" ”

However, while Wang Jianing was speaking, Han Zhou was writing songs.

Zhao Qiao, who said that he was leaving, also came back silently, where to watch Han Zhou write songs.

Han Zhou wrote songs very quickly, crackling.

Han Zhou's words are not bad, to be precise, he has a lot of personality, iron painting silver hooks, in Han Zhou's own words, that is not calligraphy, it is swordsmanship.

Zhang Yang's font is easy to read clearly.

Han Zhou, who was writing quickly, stopped halfway through writing, and thought.

Zhao Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought that this pervert wrote the lyrics of a new song, he really didn't need to think, he just raised his hand, so he still had to think." ”

In fact, Han Zhou really doesn't need to think.

What do you need to think about plagiarism?

But now Han Zhou is writing "Listen to Mother" and writing the lyrics "The God of Gamblers is your future father" and "Because Zhang Geshen is beginning to prepare to sing a kiss goodbye", I have to think about it.

There is no God of Gambling in this world, and there is no God of Songs.

So these two sentences have to be changed.

Han Zhou thought for a long time, "By the way, I will meet Chen Feng and him, so you can show off to your classmates, Tianwang is your future friend." ’

You're going to start to love pop songs because Lau is getting ready to sing 'The Field.' ’

After writing this song, Han Zhou wrote another song with it as quickly as possible.

At this time, Liu Jianxi wiped away his tears and took out the score he was reading: "That's it, let An Lan sing this song." ”

Zhaoqiao Wang Jianing turned his head to look and saw that the title of this song was called "Father's Prose Poem".

"It's not as good as "Walking in Style".

"It's far worse than 'The Moon Represents My Heart.'"

Liu Jianxi shouted: "You fart!" ”

At this time, An Lan had already walked into the recording studio, took the piece of paper and glanced at it, and put down the paper: "Don't sing this song." ”

Several people looked at An Lan.

An Lan looked at Han Zhou: "My father has a low education and can't write prose poems. ”

Liu Jianxi was anxious: "This is not a matter of prose poetry, look at the lyrics!" ”

An Lan looked at Liu Jianxi and continued to complain: "My father is also very poor at math, and he has money, so he has no borrowed accounts to keep. ”

Han Zhou handed out the newly written "Listen to Mother": "You sing this." ”

After reading the lyrics, An Lan was silent, picked up the one that Han Zhou wrote for herself, and gritted her teeth: "Do you really want to sing these two songs?" ”

Han Zhou nodded: "That's it." ”

This song "Listen to Mother" was written to An Lan, and the lyrics in it were also written by Han Zhou to An Lan.

The lyrics read:

Music is your trump card

Take the ace and fall in love

Alas! I don't want to teach you badly

Let's listen to my mother

Let's fall in love later

I know where you go ahead

But Mom knows better than I do......

An Lan was serious: "Okay, sing." ”

Han Zhou put away the other songs, leaving two newly written songs, as well as two songs of "Moon": "Sing these four songs in the finals." ”

"I've done the arrangement, and the musicians can start recording when they find it."

An Lan: "Let's start recording the day after tomorrow, arrange and write it for the musicians, let them practice slowly, and go to my school tomorrow to play." ”

The others stared at An Lan, then at Han Zhou, and thought: What do you mean? Now you want to start writing the arrangement of the song you just wrote, ready to finish it in half a day?

"Okay." In front of these musicians and gold medal songwriters, Han Zhou decisively agreed.

It doesn't really matter where An Lan wants to take Han Zhou to play, the important thing is that this is the first and last date between An Lan and Han Zhou after Han Zhou chose to part ways with An Lan.

Liu Jianxi squeezed Han Zhou's hand: "These songs are going to be given to An Lan, and when the show is over, An Lan will release a new album and use these songs." ”

"These songs...... It's expensive. Han Zhou looked at Liu Jianxi seriously.

Liu Jianxi didn't care: "I bought it." ”

"Okay." Han Zhou's eyes lit up: "Speaking of which, I can write better songs!" ”