Almost Jiang Yi only sang the first few sentences, and Zhang Yimou was almost certain that he was the best choice to sing this theme song!

Before Jiang Yi, he didn't hear other people sing.

Even experienced singers who are good at this genre have heard it.

In short, it's not almost taste, or it's almost artistic conception.

There has never been one who has been able to interpret his ideal state so perfectly.

Zhang Yimou was so excited in his heart, but his face was very dignified, and he continued to listen to the next song.

After all, it sounds pretty good ahead.

But from ancient times to the present, there are not a few things with dragons and snakes.

But Zhang Yimou had a faint thought in his heart.

Jiang Yi will definitely not let him down, and even shine.

With such a thought, Zhang Yimou's eyes gradually became hot.

Looking inside, Jiang Yi's eyes gradually became cautious.

"The rain gently flicks the vermilion window~"

"I've been blown by the wind on paper all my life~~"

"Dreams are in the distance, turning into a wisp of incense~"

"Drift away with the wind~"

In the singing, every word and sentence is a deep affection, which makes people listen to the emotion and unforgettable.

The plot he was about to compose was presented in his mind with the stirring of this song.

Even if Zhang Yimou is a director, not a music producer, he can't help but admire the young man in front of him.

That's a good seedling!

With the thoughts in Zhang Yimou's mind, the song has entered the climax stage.

"Chrysanthemums are scattered all over the ground~"

"Your smile has turned yellow~"

"Flowers fall and people break their bowels~"

The words with great charm are word-by-word, word-by-word, and exciting.

The charm is even more indescribable.

"The north wind is chaotic, the night is not young~"

"Your shadow keeps cutting~"

"Leave me alone, alone on the surface of the lake in pairs~"

When he heard this, Zhang Yimou couldn't bear it anymore and stood up directly!

The original hot eyes have been dyed with water at some point, the singing is confusing, and the sadness is difficult to suppress.

Tears had wet his eyelashes, and his breathing gradually became shorter as he looked at the young man singing in the studio.

The music director next to him was also shocked.

He had heard of Jiang Yi's name for a long time, and he didn't care about it before, but now he realized how short-sighted he was.

This is simply the chosen one!

The score of this song was only released yesterday, and it can be interpreted to this point today!

How powerful is this?!

At least none of the hundreds of people he met today who came to audition could have such skills and artistic conception of interpretation!

He seems to have a kind of magic, listening to this song slowly, people unconsciously bring into his emotions and his sadness!

And the music director believes that if this song is used as background music, it can definitely leave a lot of memory points!

Therefore, his excitement is no less than that of Zhang Yimou!

The two old men together were almost one hundred and fifty years old.

Now they all stood up, staring at the people singing inside with obsessed eyes.

originally thought that the singing reached the climax, and the people in it should stop singing to this point.

Because when the average domestic singer comes to audition, after singing a piece to prove his strength, he will stop at it, and then he will hold the tone, and then it is time to sit down and negotiate the conditions with the director and producer.

They subconsciously thought that Jiang Yi would be like this, but they didn't expect it!

The singing in the studio didn't stop.

The shallow and floating singing fell on the ears of the two of them.

But it seems to have changed from the previous gloom and depression, and has changed a tone.

Instead, it was replaced.

It is a kind of relief and vicissitudes of seeing through the red dust.

"The flowers have fallen to the evening and are brilliant~"

"The fate of the withered ~ Xie world is unbearable~"

When Zhang Yimou heard this, he exhaled a breath of turbidity and sat down slowly.

Obviously, the voice came from the headset, but his eyes were still looking at the recording studio without blinking, refusing to miss any of the other party's movements.

"Sorrow ~ Mo Du Jiang Qiu's heart is split in half ~~"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to go ashore, and you'll be shaking for the rest of your life~"

The background music of the chrysanthemum terrace is thready, slow and soft, but endless.

When he heard this, Zhang Yimou finally showed a long-lost smile.

Although this song was not composed and written by him, but, in his opinion, except for the fragment where the chrysanthemum falls is the climax.

The previous sentence "I'm afraid that you won't be able to go ashore, and you will be shaken for the rest of your life." ”

It's also the finishing touch in this song.

The people who came to audition before, in addition to the beginning, paid the most attention to the climax of the chrysanthemum fall.

Instead, the tonal design ignores this.

However, Jiang Yi inside is different.

Every tone and detail is handled quite well.

For a while, even if it wasn't Zhang Yimou in the music industry, he couldn't help but appreciate this young man.

If you can figure out this kind of realm by yourself, why worry about not making a big deal with this careful energy?

In short, Zhang Yimou was very satisfied, and then quietly listened to him finish the whole song.

After Jiang Yi finished singing the last note, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and finally put his mind at ease, so he took off the headset and pushed open the door of the recording studio and walked out.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw two old men at the door staring at him with burning eyes, and one of them was very familiar.

Zhang Yimou was the first to speak, but he said something that everyone didn't expect.

"The young man has a great future!"

"Do you have any plans to make a movie?"

This sentence fell.

A hint of chapping appeared on Jiang Yi's originally breezy face.

The previous compliment is not light or heavy, Jiang Yi has been immune since he came to this world, I don't know how many times he has heard it.

To his astonishment, he looked up in disbelief in the second sentence.

looked at Zhang Yimou and then pointed at himself.

"You mean me?"

"That's right." Zhang Yimou nodded heavily, quite solemnly.

"Jiang Yi, right? Your appearance is very superior, but it's a pity that you can't sing on the big screen, it's just a tyrannical thing! ”

"Do you have any plans to make a movie? It doesn't matter if you don't have a foundation! Grind slowly, I'll teach you personally! ”

Zhang Yimou is known as a generation of national teachers, and his weight in the film industry is very important.

How many people dream of getting his blue eyes?

There is no other reason, just because of the person who is favored by Zhang Yimou, no matter how bad his qualifications are, as long as he wants to be popular, he will definitely be popular!

Even if you have a certain talent, you can even go further to the market by taking this green ladder!

It is no exaggeration to say that the passage just now carries a lot of weight.

Just this paragraph, anyone who is a film school student will probably cry with joy when he hears it.

And even Jiang Yi, a layman, was hard not to be excited when he heard it, and his face was a little indescribable for a while.

And Mei Rou heard Zhang Yimou's words almost as soon as she came to the recording studio, her eyes were about to pop out, and she looked at the two of them in surprise.

(End of chapter)