Chapter Fifty-Seven: A Strange Song
The room is equipped not only with musical instruments and machines, but also with daily necessities.
But this is not important to Xu Song, he will not stay here for long.
Sitting on the couch, he began to think about which song to choose for this theme.
There are many good songs about "father" on the earth, but there are very few that have a good live effect.
So the troubles of happiness did not last long, and Xu Song had already chosen a song.
In the control room, several main creators in the class, including directors and assistant directors, were still chatting.
They didn't pay attention to the screen, because the topic of "father" was too difficult and unexpected, and it was unlikely that any guest would be able to prepare in advance.
And the fact is that the seven guests entered, all doing things that had nothing to do with creation, some were in a daze, some were resting in bed, some were playing musical instruments at random, and some were playing computer games.
"Director, look at the Night Knight!"
The staff member in charge of watching the screen said suddenly.
Several main creators immediately surrounded him, and through the camera facing the computer in the room, he could clearly see that Xu Song had begun to write songs.
Moreover, it is the writing of the 28th Classic, not only the messy inspiration.
The chief director looked at Wang Wanchun in surprise: "Xiao Wang, if it weren't for the fact that I only decided on a few topics today and didn't tell anyone, I would have suspected that you missed the topic." ”
Wang Wanchun smiled: "This kid is a genius, writing songs is so fast, the most important thing is to be fast and good." ”
"Huh!" The music director of the program, who is also second only to Huasheng in terms of prestige and achievements in the Dragon Kingdom, suddenly made a puzzled voice.
"What's wrong?" Several of the main creators looked at Tian Bai.
Tian Bai stared at the screen and said, "This song ...... It's weird! ”
Then he scratched his thinning hair, which was already sixty years old: "No, no, this is not a simple rap, is this a ......"
"Mr. Tian, what is it?" Everyone's curiosity was aroused, and the old man only spoke half of what he said.
Tian Bai seemed to have discovered a new world, and the whole person was still in a state of excitement and doubt, staring at Xu Song composing a song score without saying a word.
And people like Wang Wanchun, who understands music theory, also looked at the song score carefully. But I just think it's weird, but I can't say where it's weird.
After Xu Song finished his work and rang the alarm bell, Tian Bai couldn't wait to leave the control room and came to Xu Song's room as quickly as possible.
Seeing that it was Tian Bai who came in person, Xu Song was taken aback, and hurriedly greeted respectfully: "Tian Lao, hello." ”
Tian Bai took the USB flash drive and said solemnly: "This song doesn't seem to be complete, are you sure you want to use it in the competition?" ”
Xu Song smiled: "No, the completeness of this song is extremely high, just because the lyrics are the clues of this song, the composition is the bone that supports this song, and the arrangement is the soul of this song." ”
Tian Bai was very puzzled: "Is there an arrangement?" ”
Xu Song nodded: "Yes." ”
Tian Bai said solemnly: "This song has created a precedent, you can't pull your hips in any link, since the arrangement is the soul, it's better to think about it carefully." ”
"Actually, this song has already been formed, and I'm just taking it out now." Xu Song also felt that he could create this kind of song in ten minutes, and the ghost didn't believe it, so he had to tell a white lie.
Tian Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder. Is there anything you need help with, just mention it, and the choreography on the scene, do you have an idea? ”
"Yes, I need ......," Xu Song asked for one by one. Everything that needs to be prepared for the performance is still the most worry-free for the program team.
"So are you going back to the full arrangement, or are you here?" Tian Bai asked.
"I'll go back and do it and come back during rehearsals." Xu Song also has to supervise Tang Xueyan's album, which will be released next month, and the time is really tight.
"Okay." Tian Bai had some regrets.
Wang Wanchun sent Xu Song out of the Longguo TV Building.
He patted Xu Song's shoulder: "Brother Song, this song is really good, I didn't lose my face." ”
"Hey, that's good, then where do you say this song Niu B is?" Xu Song asked pretending to be surprised.
"I know a P, just look at Daddy Tian's reaction. He has always had a blank slate, and he is not shocked when he encounters problems, and he is rarely so excited. Wang Wanchun smiled.
"Haha." Xu Song laughed twice, "You finally gave me the opportunity I won, I will definitely cherish it." ”
Even if Wang Wanchun is the son of the deputy secretary general of the Dragon Country Entertainment Association, it is not so easy to promote Xu Song, a behind-the-scenes member who is not even a third-line, to promote a king-level program like "The Strongest Masked Singer".
Xu Song must admit this feeling.
The next afternoon, a male singer wearing a tiger mask finally wrote a satisfactory composition.
He was more determined to win, and as soon as he walked out of the room, he asked the staff: "Am I the first?" ”
"No, you are second, and the Dark Knight is first." The staff replied.
Tiger was curious: "How long did it take him?" ”
"Uh......" the staff thought for a moment, "I heard ten minutes." ”
"Impossible!" "He's lucky, he must have stock." ”
He was so confident in his creative abilities that he took the Dark Knight to heart.
Xu Song put down the headphones and said to Tan Lingling, who also put down the headphones next to him: "I found that you are the most idle first-line artist. ”
"Brother Song, where am I free, I just returned to Dongsheng." Tan Lingling is coquettish, she doesn't call Xu Song Teacher Xu anymore.
Tang Xueyan walked out of the recording studio and chuckled: "Sister Ling, now that "Bubble" is red and purple, you should take care of your throat during your rest time." ”
I have to say that Tan Lingling is very affinity, when she classified herself under Xu Song's door, Tang Xueyan, who has always been cold to the outside world, can't afford to have any sense of estrangement towards her.
"Alas, little princess, I also want to sing soulful or slightly lower vocal songs, but the fans don't buy it, and there is no such good song, so I can only fight hard with my voice." Tan Lingling pretended to look sad.
Then he asked curiously: "Little princess, what is the name of the song you are recording now, it is very good." ”
Tang Xueyan said: "One of the songs that Brother Song wrote for my third album, "Angel in the Devil". ”
Tan Lingling was surprised: "Your third album won't be the same as NG, all ten songs are written by Brother Song, right?" ”
Tang Xueyan nodded: "Well, including "Don't Be That Year" and "One Like Summer and One Like Autumn", the ten capitals were written by Brother Song, and the quality is comparable. ”
Tan Lingling said sincerely: "It seems that little princess, your third album will be able to drill and become a first-line singer." ”
Then, she glanced at Xu Song with some grievances.
Xu Song was about to get off work, and Tan Lingling's WeChat message came: "Brother Song, I'll cook for you." ”
Xu Song smiled and replied, "Forget it, your meal is too expensive." ”
Tan Lingling: "There are ten buckets of talent in the world, and Brother Song has eight buckets, and he can afford it completely." ”
Xu Song couldn't help this active goblin, and he liked to get along with her, so he couldn't refuse at all: "Okay, go to my house." ”
Tan Lingling's cooking skills are really good, and before in Lushan, Tan Lingling had already entered and exited his house freely, and he didn't think much about it.
When she came to the apartment, Tan Lingling made two steaks, and then didn't let Xu Song do it, cut a few steaks into even strips, and then handed the plate to Xu Song.
Faced with this thoughtful service, Xu Song couldn't help but joke: "Whoever marries you in the future will be really happy." ”
Unexpectedly, Tan Lingling was also straightforward: "It also depends on whether I am willing or not, and not every man is like you, it is worth me to do this." ”
"What if I can't write songs?" Xu Song asked.
Tan Lingling glanced at him playfully: "Then who is rare about you." ”
After eating, the two chatted for a while, Tan Lingling was about to go home, and the doorbell of Xu Song's house rang.
Xu Song was stunned for a moment, glanced at Tan Lingling, then went to open the door, and then was startled.
"Hee-hee, Ah Song, I'm here!"
"Brother Song, are you surprised, are you surprised?"
"Brother Song, we'll come to see you as soon as we come back."
Liu Xinyi, Sun Lu and Zhou Jing squeezed Xu Song away and walked into the house.
Xu Song was a little panicked, after all, he and Tan Lingling were lonely men and widows in the same room at night, and he was about to explain, but he found that Tan Lingling, who was supposed to be in the living room, was missing, including her bag and coat.
"Brother Song, Brother Song, what are you doing?" Sun Lu and Zhou Jing looked at Xu Song in a daze, turned around again, and sat down on the sofa with him.
"Brother Song, have you had dinner?" Liu Xinyi took off her coat very casually and put it on the sofa as if she was going back to her home.
"I've eaten it." Xu Song replied honestly.
"No, then we have to eat more." Liu Xinyi smiled, "It's not easy for me to cook." ”
Zhou Jing clapped her hands: "Wow, I've been outside for more than a month, and I'm tired of eating takeout." ”
"I'm here to help my favorite sister." Sun Lu also got up and took off her coat, which was a white tight sweater, which outlined her figure even more hot. Xu Song couldn't stand it and hurriedly looked away.
Liu Xinyi's craftsmanship is obviously not as good as Tan Lingling, and Xu Song was full just now, so he is very reluctant to eat now. And the service of the three women is no worse than Tan Lingling, this one is fed, that one is fed, and Xu Song has to eat.
After eating, the three girls didn't leave, so they told Xu Song how tired they were during this time, one said that they were thin, one said they were tired, and the other said that they were numb......
Then seeing that the time was late, the three women didn't leave, and decided to sleep in the guest room and the sofa for two.
Xu Song couldn't say anything about his suffering, and wanted to say ruthlessly to drive people away, but the women began to get busy again. Sun Lu continued to massage his head, neck and shoulders, Zhou Jing massaged his arms and legs, and Liu Xinyi fetched water to wash his feet.
When Xu Song returned to his bedroom, he closed the door, looked at Tan Lingling in the closet, and stared wide-eyed.
"Brother Song, what now?" Tan Lingling asked in a low voice.
Xu Song shrugged: "It's even more indefinite now, we can only get together in the room for one night, and when they leave tomorrow morning, you will leave." ”
Tan Lingling was also very simple: "Okay, I sleep on the ground, and you sleep on the bed." ”