Chapter 128: Ministerial Audit!

Back at home, it took him a few hours to finally write the song.

"Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales"!

The name is very average.

It has a strong ancient flavor, just like the Internet ten years ago.

It's probably going to pounce......

But this song.

In the patriotic songs in Zhao Ziluo's heart, it can be ranked in the top three!

"It's a pity...... Born ahead of one's time. ”

He looked at the sheet music on the computer with emotion. sighed.

The quality of this song is not to be said!

But the popularity is very low.

This is the theme song written for the Palace Museum by Wang Lihong at the invitation of the Palace Museum in 21 years, and it was immediately adopted!

You can see the high quality!

However.

At the same time as the song was released, Wang Tianwang broke out a series of scandals.

Although it was later confirmed that it was the woman who lost the lawsuit in the United States and wanted to destroy Wang Tianwang in China.

But "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" was put on the shelves against the national scolding.

Even the Palace Museum didn't feel the publicity!

So much so that there are many people who haven't even heard this good song.

"I'm not going to collapse the house, though."

The past passed through his mind, and he was a little emotional.

"Such a good song, I can't hear anything wrong without my absolute sense of tone, and I will never release it!!"

He picked up the phone: "Lin Dong? Record a song? ”

"Record, record? I? No...... Teacher!! Got a song?! ”

Lin Dong was simply in a period of language confusion.

"Well, a song sung by a man, not suitable for a group."

"Okay! I'll buy a plane ticket right away! It's here in the afternoon!! ”

The voice of the original singer Wang Leehom is bright and flexible, tactful and changeable.

The reason why this song is not the first in Zhao Ziluo's heart is precisely because of Wang Tianwang's singing.

Wang Leehom grew up in the United States and is good at hip-hop, rhythm and blues, passionate rock and jazz dance music. His voice is also more suitable.

can sing this kind of song with deep historical significance, and he personally always feels that there is a lack of precipitation.

Moreover, because of his growth experience, he did not hear the vicissitudes of history from the song.

"Lin Dong should be fine."

His voice was deeper.

But that's to match Nobu Dolma!

If you really want him to let go, he will definitely be able to reach the level of Han Lei on the earth!!

It can be high and pressed down.

"And because I am a native of China, I have a better understanding of the century-old history of humiliation."

"That's it!"

"No, change again."

…………

In the afternoon, Lin Dong arrived.

Before the recording, Zhao Ziluo only said: "It's best to be mentally prepared." ”

"Now I don't record songs like I used to herd sheep."

"Don't worry!" Lin Dong patted his chest: "Even if you are the devil, I can survive from the devil!" ”

Soon, though, he knew what hell was.

"High, high! How many times have you said it! Fish have a better memory than you! ”

"How do you sing about diamond sales! No wonder I watched the music news on Amerika's side a few days ago and said that you can't sing...... You really can't do it! ”

"Emotions, emotions!"

"Let you sing! It is to use the eyes of a historical bystander and a latecomer to admire and remember! ”

"It's not for you to go up with a knife and a gun! What are you doing with a red face and a thick neck! Can't you pull it out! ”

Next to the sound engineer, the musician trembled.

See also Studio Bullying.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhao Ziluo leaned back in his chair tiredly: "Okay?" ”

"No, I'll find the Heavenly King."

"Don't! Don't! Lin Dong's words of one meter and eight meters were like golden retrievers in an instant.

How can it!

Eat rabbit ...... No, to someone else!

He had only sung the song once, and he knew he couldn't miss it!

Miss the kind that will penitent every night!

"Tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow absolutely can!"

Zhao Ziluo glanced at him suspiciously: "Okay." ”

"No more, I'm really changing."

Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

For five days, Lin Dong ate and lived in the company.

When they came out of the studio five days later, they had lost a lot of weight.

But the spirit is stronger than ever!

"In just a few days, my singing skills have improved a lot!"

He couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ziluo, who was certified to listen to the song.

If it used to be worship.

Now it's just one word.

Father!

That ear...... It's like having a light!

I can't run away even if my breath is unstable!

"The teacher is still the teacher, it's amazing!"

"That's it." Zhao Ziluo finally spoke: "Have a good rest for a day." ”

"It's Wednesday."

"Come with me on Friday."

"Understood!"

After a good day's rest, three days later, Zhao Ziluo took Lin Dong to the city government.

"You're done?" Li Annie looked at the other party in amazement, a little incredulous.

So fast?

Doesn't it take a week or two to start writing songs?

It's only been five days, and the audition is over!

"You...... Do you want to think about it again? ”

She asked tentatively: "This is a promotion song for a sub-provincial city, a good song can bring the whole city into thousands of households, and the requirements of the ministry are very high!" ”

"Not only will the deputy ministerial-level leaders come in person, but also the old artists of the Western Theater Art Troupe will be invited to appreciate it together."

Zhao Ziluo shook his head: "I'm sure I can." ”

"Okay."

Li Annie compromised: "You wait a while, at most an hour, someone will take you over...... Leaders are busy. ”

Zhao Ziluo nodded, understanding.

Say an hour, it's really an hour.

At an hour and five minutes, a young civil servant hurriedly walked over.

"You're Mr. Kong Fang, right?"

"I'm sorry, please come with me."

With Lin Dong, the group walked out.

After walking a few steps, Lin Dong was puzzled: "Aren't you going to the government building?" ”

The young man laughed: "There is no special recording equipment in the government building. Minister Tao specially ordered to go to the auditorium. ”

"It's not far from here, and several leaders have passed."

After walking a hundred meters, a very historical auditorium appeared in front of them.

It bears some resemblance to the Great Hall of the People on Earth.

There is some Western style at the door.

Layers of stairs, three rectangular parterres divide the staircase into two parts.

Seeing his gaze, the young man hurriedly explained: "This is a building from the period of Maozi's assistance decades ago, so it has a bit of a western land breeze. Because it is an old building and a cultural relic, it has not been demolished. ”

Pushing open the door of the auditorium, the stage and the first few rows were already brightly lit.

A tall man stood up and said with a smile: "Teacher Kong Fang is here, look up for a long time, sit." ”

"Hello chief."

Zhao Ziluo sat down and looked at it.

There were only eight people.

Minister Tao sat in the middle, flanked by several middle-aged men and women.

Among them, there are two Venus with artistic ranks!

He was the youngest and sat on the edge.

handed the recorded audio track to Lin Dong, and the other party took it and walked to the backstage. Ten minutes later, he came out and stood directly in the center of the stage.

Lin Dong took a deep breath.

Then he nodded backstage.

"The title of the song is "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales"."

"Teachers, please taste it."

The music begins and the beginning is clear......

"Xiao?" A white-haired old man was a little surprised.

But then he shook his head: "No, it's a bamboo flute." ”

"Uh......h Woowoo...... Woowoowoooo......oo Woowoowoo......"

The bamboo flute can easily make a choking sound.

But the bamboo flute here is cheerful.

There is no obscurity in the slightest.

It's like people who used to dream and see that decades later, their dreams came true.

Forthwith.

It's a guzheng light wave.

It's like an invisible hand.

Pulled the strings of the years.

Ripple out the history of the moments.

Zhao Ziluo is worried about Lin Dong's stage fright, there are no fans here.

So, he didn't see it.

At the same time as the 18-second prelude ended, the two old men of the star opened their eyes wide and looked at him without a trace.

Originally, they sat in their positions casually.

But by the time the prelude was over, they had straightened up!

Lin Dong raised his hand, and a deep voice sounded: "This country, I will start writing." ”

"The national bloodline is tens of thousands of miles."

Brush...... The screen behind it lit up, and lines of text appeared.

It can be seen that it is a temporary production, so it simply uses some dark tones to watch the movie and change the shape of the text.

"For centuries, six hundred years, the descendants of the dragon have gone through storms."

"This West China, the vicissitudes of life, is as unwavering as a gentleman's integrity."

"Yunlong Wall, glass on the tile, yesterday like a dream came here again."

He sang very well.

is not as bright as Wang Leehom, but with a hint of pain, like telling the vicissitudes of life.

In just a few lines of lyrics, it seems to bring people into the vast history of China. I saw the glory and humiliation of 5,000 years up and down.

"Good word...... Good words......" an old man muttered.

Even several other listeners couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ziluo.

In their hearts, Zhao Ziluo is just a pop music producer.

He was chosen because his popularity really exploded.

They didn't expect that the words of pop music could be so atmospheric!

However.

Not waiting for them to taste it. Lin Dong's voice suddenly let go completely!

"This dragon scale, but it was. Falling to the ground like broken ice! ”

"A scale, an inch of heart. I can't bear to hear the story! ”

Lin Dong is fully released!

The five-day experience of hell made him feel extremely deep about this song!

At these two words, his body arched and erupted with a low roar.

Then he straightened up, his eyes already reddened.

He stretched out his hand, and his voice was even higher-pitched: "People are courteous, and their hearts are quiet." Melodious guqin playing gentleman's heart! ”

"I'm sober, waiting for a reply!!"

"Circling the Chinese civilization!"

Vice Minister Tao also sat up straight at some point.

He looked at Lin Dong on the stage in surprise.

The scalp is tingling!

These few sentences.

It's a song that is sung.

It's the soul that hooks.

It's about memories.

It's the blood that stirs up!

He is a generation of people in the period of "from weak to strong" in China.

Now it's fifty-six.

He has witnessed with his own eyes how Huaguo has come to where it is today!

He witnessed with his own eyes how China encountered obstacles, and several times it almost broke out into a world war.

But in the end!

They won!

It landed like broken ice.

He remembered the experience of the embassy being bombed, but the country could only speak out on the forum.

I can't bear to listen to the story.

He remembered the story his parents had told him that his grandfather had died in the fight back.

Sometimes.

Touching is a moment.

It's not a big deal.

But I was moved by the small preciousness, and my heartstrings fluctuated.