Chapter 12 Cheng Jianwu is a singer who knows a fart

There are songs that are born to touch the listener's heart.

A song like "The Thief of Time" touches that faint sadness.

After listening to a song, the audience will feel like something is blocked in their hearts, and they will sigh for the "me and you" in the lyrics.

But what's the matter.

It's not pure sadness, it's the kind of emotion that pierces the heart.

Once the emotion passes, it will make people have a sense of "time is ruthless, people are affectionate", and finally it will naturally lead to the idea of "cherishing the present".

That's the power of music.

It affects the audience.

It guides the listener.

It is a way of human communication that belonged to human beings before language was born.

The most essential goal of singing is to convey the singer's feelings to the audience, so it is called singing, not simply singing, and it has an appeal that transcends language.

"Xiao Zhou, you really found a treasure."

After Qi Luo finished singing the A section, Mo Yu repeated this sentence to Zhou Liping again.

"Haha, Arlo is okay to write songs."

Zhou Liping is very "modest".

"What Lao Mo said is that Arlo has a talent for singing." Zhang Yihan reminded him funny next to him.

"Huh?" Zhou Liping didn't know why.

"He is very emotional, although his skills are so-so, but ......" Tan Lizhi coveted the chair in front of the recording table under Mo Yu's buttocks, but he still said a fair word: "This song has no skills, it is all feelings." ”

"The voice doesn't really match, but it doesn't matter, it's okay to be a little juvenile, I need him to sing the ethereal and crisp side, maybe it's a good version."

Mo Yu entered the role of producer.

Singing, thousands of people, thousands of faces.

Timbre is a thing, but the producer can pick the qualities that best suit those songs from a variety of tones, and then record them over and over again until everyone comes up with the best vocal track.

Speaking of which.

Mo Yu was interested, and then said: "I'll get the tune, it's about two days, it's very simple, the vocals, it depends on Ah Luo's state, if he can ensure the current good state, I can help him get it in one day." ”

"This ......" Zhou Liping's mouth almost blurted out the "so fast", but her eyes rolled and she said embarrassedly: "This is difficult, Mr. Cheng has arranged a trip for Ah Luo, Ah Luo may not have time." ”

"Okay, I'm not really blind to what's going on outside the window."

Mo Yu had an expression of "I understand you" on his face, and said with a smile: "You asked me to help Ah Luo check the gate, just want me to come forward, right?" ”

Without waiting for Zhou Liping to speak, Mo Yu said a very strong sentence: "It's better for singers to speak with music, Cheng Jianwu is a singer who is engaged in operations, he knows a fart!" ”

"Arlo, I'm sure, this song is recorded and released, it shouldn't be much worse than "Medal"."

In the end, Mo Yu began to take care of everything.

He is the director of the music production department, focusing on the work and content.

Cheng Jianwu is the director of the performing arts department, and he is engaged in publicity and operation.

When the two clashed, Mo Yu didn't care about Cheng Jianwu at all because of his status as an ace producer.

No matter how much Mr. Cheng can publicize, he still needs singers to have works in the end, even if it is a cover, Mo Yu, the ace music producer, is still one of the cards of Xinghai.

Therefore, Cheng Jianwu is like a mountain that is difficult to resist for Qi Luo, and for Mo Yu, it is a small stone that "will kick away if you are unhappy".

Talented.

Wayward.

This is Mo Yu's attitude towards Cheng Jianwu and even towards Xinghai Records.

Coincidentally.

Now Mo Yu felt that Qi Luo could do the same.

A song "Medal" came to the fore.

Another song "The Thief of Time" completely proves that he Qiluo has "creative talent" and singing talent.

This kind of singer, he is qualified to be capricious, and he is qualified to say to the director of the acting department, "If you go to Nima, the labor and management will record the song, and you won't run the itinerary."

Yes.

Zhou Liping inadvertently became a "traitor" in the performing arts department, and she "backstabbed" the direct leader Cheng Jianwu.

And Qi Luo is also about to complete the rematch of the director of the acting department, he will post a song once, Cheng Jianwu should have a hard time.

"Brother Han, Teacher Mo didn't comfort me just now, right?"

In the recording room, Qi Luo opened his voice and sang the lyrics of section B, but Zhou Liping stood outside but was a little excited and couldn't be suppressed.

"Don't worry, Lao Mo's vision is very accurate."

Zhang Yihan was a little funny, and his tone was a little envious: "You have to pay attention in the future, they are a group of artistic talents, and they are a little whimsical in their actions, and they can't keep up with his thinking, so you just help him take care of the logistics." ”

"Well, I understand, Brother Han, I understand."

Zhou Liping was very excited.

A song "Medal", she may think that Zilo is an explosion of inspiration.

But in a short period of time, there will be another song "The Thief of Time", can she still know that Qi Luo is really "talented", so what kind of agent will she be?

A singer like Qi Luo, who has a top-notch image, can still be original, and has been recognized by ace producers for his singing talent, is a sweet and sweet spot in the music world.

Zhou Liping doesn't care about "Director Cheng's angry reprimand" anymore, she is Qi Luo's agent, and her duty is to help Qi Luo solve these troubles.

"Don't blame me for being greedy, I just don't want to wake up"

"Because you want to be with me only for you"

"Look at the clouds and the wind is light"

In the recording room, Zilo sang a song "The Thief of Time".

He himself feels that he is in good shape.

"Teacher Mo, how is it?"

Walking out of the recording room, Qi Luo was looking forward to Mo Yu's comments.

"Not bad." Mo Yu was puzzled: "How can you catch this feeling?" This song stands to reason and you shouldn't sing it well. ”

"I ......"

If it weren't for Mo Yu's title as the director of the music production department, Qi Luo would have wanted to say two sentences.

But there is no way, the ace producer's vision is accurate, and when he hears it, he knows that Qi Luo's singing style is actually pure talent.

That is, he has no skills, it is all feelings.

"I went to the hospital and met a fan, and I realized something over there."

Zilo still chose to tell the truth.

After saying this, he was actually a little proud in his heart.

"The Thief of Time" is the "original" given to him by the system, but he can sing it well, which is completely his own ability.

"Hospital, no wonder." Mo Yu sighed, and then became concerned again: "What's wrong with your body?" ”

"I'm just going to get a medical record."

Zilo blinked.

"Hahaha, yes, I'm sick, I can't take the sick record show to run the itinerary, but I can record the song with the sick."

Mo Yu prefers Qi Luo.

Art.

It's just playing.

The more playful and imaginative people are, the more emotional they are, and the more emotional people are, the easier it is to discover the beauty in the melody.

In order not to run the trip, Qi Luo went to the hospital to get a medical record and prepared to fool Cheng Jianwu, which is a very reasonable thing.

"But I'll tell you, it's a song that's more difficult to remember, or takes time."

After smiling, Mo Yu became serious again: "It's a good song, but it doesn't have the ability to make a certain group fall in love with it when they hear it." ”

"Teacher Mo is saying that the attraction of this song to every audience group can pass, but there is no most suitable publicity group?"

Zhou Liping grasped the point.

"Well, I'll tell you what I think." Mo Yu simply analyzed: ""Medal" is an inspirational song, people who have been frustrated like it as soon as they hear it, and the market will naturally have a group of people who accept it, this song is ......"

"The Thief of Time." Zilo said.

"Good name." Mo Yu's eyes lit up, and he continued: ""The Thief of Years" is a song that anyone will listen to, but no matter who listens to it, there will be an appropriate number of people in every 100 people who will have feelings and likes, and the proportion of people who fall in love with it is also fixed, and it does not have a fixed basic disk. ”

"If we push it to everyone, does it also mean that it will be even better than the Medal?"

Zhou Liping became excited.

"This point of view is valid, but ......" Mo Yu looked at Qi Luo amusedly: "The publicity plan will be a big feature." ”

Zillo: ???

Songs are good songs.

But if you want to be popular, you need him to do a good job of publicity.

Doesn't that just go around the road?

"Take your time, the announcement of "Medal" is still done, after the circle of fans, I still have to persuade a batch to quit, and then send out "The Thief of Time", and then get some new songs to send out."

Zilo made his own plan.

Meantime.

He also opened the system interface that he hadn't opened for most of the day, wanting to see where the number of fans has risen now.

This look.

Zilo was surprised.

Superstar Compensation Systemβ€”β€”

Player: Zilo

Fans: 357473

Credits: 8834

Function: [Lottery]

Goods:......