Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 176 I Seem to Have Enmity With Him

The fourth piece of music is called "A Chinese Anecdote", and Qian Chen finally composed it.

All three songs were written and composed.

"Snow Mountain" is pure music, and it is already considered a finished product.

And "Wind Warm" will be sung by Qian Chen.

"Xiaoqian" is tentatively scheduled to be sung by Anxi, but the specifics will depend on the effect of her singing.

If she really can't sing well, she won't try to be brave herself.

The last song "A Chinese Ghost Story".

The song was composed by Qian Chen, but the lyrics were not. Instead, it used Zheng Guangzu's Xiaoling "Toad Palace Song: Composing in Dreams".

The dream is faint in the half-window, the song is from Qiantang, and the poem is from Gaotang.

The wind enters the curtain, the coolness enters the sparse lattice, and the moon shines on the screen window.

You can see the light makeup of pear blossoms in the ethereal, and faintly smell the lingering fragrance of orchid musk.

Arouse thinking, if you don't think about it, why don't you think about it!

In fact, there is still a second half of the Ci, but Qian Chen discarded it and sang the first half repeatedly.

As for who should sing this song...

Ye Xinwei discussed with Qian Chen—after all, it was Qian Chen who wrote the song, and Qian Chen had the right to say who it was suitable for.

Qian Chen was silent for a moment on the phone.

He gave an answer that broke Ye Xinwei - Fei Yuqing.

Wucao, brother, are you kidding me?

Are you sure you're not joking?

"Didn't you ask me who is more suitable?" Qian Chen was very innocent. He traveled here this year and listened to a lot of music.

"Is Wang Feng okay?" Ye Xinwei asked tentatively.

"The one in leather pants? It doesn't feel right." Qian Chen thought about it seriously.

Remember this man, I want to fly higher.

"How about blasting it in? This one is also good. It's hot, positive, and a cultural person."

"I seem to have a grudge against him, I stole his role."

"Then..." Ye Xinwei tried hard to recall the popular singers in OST in recent years.

"Why don't you find Zhang Xueyou?" Qian Chen suggested.

"He probably won't pick it up. It's been a long time since he sang a new song." Ye Xinwei sighed.

"Actually, I can do it." Qian Chen actively promoted himself, so why bother to make money for outsiders.

"Okay, try singing, let's make an appointment in the capital." Ye Xinwei said.

"The studio I'm looking for is in Hengdian." Qian Chen said.

In fact, he didn't look for any studio, just the grass-roots team that the two Wuling Hongguang pulled over.

They will come to help record twice.

"Don't worry about it, the crew paid for it, and hired a gold-medal music producer to do it. Come here quickly." Ye Xinwei didn't care about the little money.

He has an illusion...

Nonsence.

It's a feeling, it feels like this movie is going to become a classic.

"I only have three days off, and old monster Xu gave me three days off."

Ye Xinwei dismissively said:
"Leave him alone, he can still run over and take you away or something."

You are a brave man who dares to ignore Xu Ke like this.

Tianmo film and television base is less than [-] kilometers away from the capital, so it is indeed more convenient to go to the capital.

Ye Xinwei helped arrange the hotel.

On the day they arrived here, Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei went to the music production company.

The music company is in a small alley.

The entrance of the alley is very narrow, hidden among various musical instrument shops, hairdressing shops, and adult products shops.

Normal people probably can't find a place.

"Are you sure it's here?" Qian Chen looked at those small shops, feeling incredible.

Go here, are you sure we're not going there or something?
"Ahem, it should be." Ye Xinwei was not very sure, he was introduced by a friend, but he had never been here.

He ran to the nearby musical instrument store and asked.

The owner told him with certainty that there was indeed a large recording studio inside.

The alley is less than 3 meters wide, with dilapidated brick walls on both sides. The graffiti on the wall has faded. The simply drawn ant body on the gray wall is cute and weird.

After walking for a while, I gradually heard the sound of music.

Passing through the graffiti walls, the alley turned a corner and became wider.

In the open space around the corner, several young people were playing guitars.

The colorful hair showed a youthful atmosphere, but it was a pity that two bags of cement were not poured on the ground.

A group of children stood under a jujube tree with great interest.

A look of admiration.

Alas, a man should be like this!

They are the only listeners.

Seeing Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei approaching, no one paid any attention.

A relatively spacious small square with several courtyard buildings around it, which feels like a slum.

On one of the lintels was a signboard.

"Gold Medal Music"!
Fuck, this is the so-called gold medal music producer?
"Don't underestimate this place. Cui Jian and Liu Huan have all made music here."

At this time, a bearded man pushed open the door and came out.

Because there are too many beards, I can't see clearly what I look like.

Seeing Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei, he frowned, and then relaxed.

"Teacher Ye Xinwei?"

"Yes, I am Ye Xinwei, and you are..."

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, please."

The man didn't even come up to shake hands, and moved away, motioning for the two to go in.

Qian Chen looked at his beard enviously.

Keep your eyes peeled.

Tsk tsk, don't look at this man with more beard than hair, but he has a very gentle name.

Xiang Xiaoyuan.

All the fangs shake off Du Xuanyan, taking all the charm to Xiaoyuan.Sparse shadows and slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance floating in moon dusk.

After entering, I found that the yard is quite large.

There is also a jujube tree in the yard, which has lost all its leaves, and its branches stretch out into the sky in a crooked manner, almost touching the setting sun.

Several people were drinking tea in the yard, looking very cozy.

"Come on, let's get ready for the soundtrack." He waved to Xiao Yuan.

Hearing this, several young people lazily stood up.

"A Chinese Ghost Story 4, played by An Qian." Xiang Xiaoyuan added.

These people perked up immediately.

Almost trotting to copy the guy.

In their opinion, Anxi's singing is very ordinary.

But I can't help but look good.

As long as she looks good, she has the voice of a male duck, and everyone will love her.

Xiang Xiaoyuan took Ye Xinwei and Qian Chen in, there was a reception room over there.

Really big studio.

There are a total of three recording studios, and the soundtrack is generally used in the second shed. After entering, I found that the space inside is very large and the decoration is very modern.

And oddly shaped.

Qian Chen looked at it, and unconsciously analyzed the sound wave principle of this building structure in his mind.

Probably really professional.

"You created it all?" Xiang Xiaoyuan took the things.

There are three demos that have already been recorded, and there is no demo for the fourth song.

In addition, there are complete lyrics and music.

It saves a lot of post-work such as arrangement.

"Yes, I created it." Qian Chen was confident, although he borrowed some ancient songs.

"As usual, I want to help you measure the repetition rate, do you want to do it?" Xiang Xiaoyuan asked.

Some clients ask to do it, some clients don't.

What you are willing to do is generally true and original.

What you don't want to do is often not necessarily self-confidence, but knowing that you are plagiarism.

Since you know it's plagiarism, why do you still do it.

"Let's do it." Ye Xinwei looked at Qian Chen, and when he saw Qian Chen nodding, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He is also afraid that after the movie is released, he will be sued and make trouble.

Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei were waiting on the sofa in the rest area. A guy with long flowing hair took half a bucket of mineral water, put it on the small tea table in front of them, and left.

A group of people come in, put on headphones, and operate computers.

The process was fast and really professional.

"You did it?" Xiang Xiaoyuan came over and asked again.

"Yes!" Qian Chen's tone was beyond doubt.

"Uh, may I have your surname?" Xiang Xiaoyuan finally stretched out his hand.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 176 I Seem to Have Enmity With Him

The fourth piece of music is called "A Chinese Anecdote", and Qian Chen finally composed it.

All three songs were written and composed.

"Snow Mountain" is pure music, and it is already considered a finished product.

And "Wind Warm" will be sung by Qian Chen.

"Xiaoqian" is tentatively scheduled to be sung by Anxi, but the specifics will depend on the effect of her singing.

If she really can't sing well, she won't try to be brave herself.

The last song "A Chinese Ghost Story".

The song was composed by Qian Chen, but the lyrics were not. Instead, it used Zheng Guangzu's Xiaoling "Toad Palace Song: Composing in Dreams".

The dream is faint in the half-window, the song is from Qiantang, and the poem is from Gaotang.

The wind enters the curtain, the coolness enters the sparse lattice, and the moon shines on the screen window.

You can see the light makeup of pear blossoms in the ethereal, and faintly smell the lingering fragrance of orchid musk.

Arouse thinking, if you don't think about it, why don't you think about it!

In fact, there is still a second half of the Ci, but Qian Chen discarded it and sang the first half repeatedly.

As for who should sing this song...

Ye Xinwei discussed with Qian Chen—after all, it was Qian Chen who wrote the song, and Qian Chen had the right to say who it was suitable for.

Qian Chen was silent for a moment on the phone.

He gave an answer that broke Ye Xinwei - Fei Yuqing.

Wucao, brother, are you kidding me?

Are you sure you're not joking?

"Didn't you ask me who is more suitable?" Qian Chen was very innocent. He traveled here this year and listened to a lot of music.

"Is Wang Feng okay?" Ye Xinwei asked tentatively.

"The one in leather pants? It doesn't feel right." Qian Chen thought about it seriously.

Remember this man, I want to fly higher.

"How about blasting it in? This one is also good. It's hot, positive, and a cultural person."

"I seem to have a grudge against him, I stole his role."

"Then..." Ye Xinwei tried hard to recall the popular singers in OST in recent years.

"Why don't you find Zhang Xueyou?" Qian Chen suggested.

"He probably won't pick it up. It's been a long time since he sang a new song." Ye Xinwei sighed.

"Actually, I can do it." Qian Chen actively promoted himself, so why bother to make money for outsiders.

"Okay, try singing, let's make an appointment in the capital." Ye Xinwei said.

"The studio I'm looking for is in Hengdian." Qian Chen said.

In fact, he didn't look for any studio, just the grass-roots team that the two Wuling Hongguang pulled over.

They will come to help record twice.

"Don't worry about it, the crew paid for it, and hired a gold-medal music producer to do it. Come here quickly." Ye Xinwei didn't care about the little money.

He has an illusion...

Nonsence.

It's a feeling, it feels like this movie is going to become a classic.

"I only have three days off, and old monster Xu gave me three days off."

Ye Xinwei dismissively said:
"Leave him alone, he can still run over and take you away or something."

You are a brave man who dares to ignore Xu Ke like this.

Tianmo film and television base is less than [-] kilometers away from the capital, so it is indeed more convenient to go to the capital.

Ye Xinwei helped arrange the hotel.

On the day they arrived here, Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei went to the music production company.

The music company is in a small alley.

The entrance of the alley is very narrow, hidden among various musical instrument shops, hairdressing shops, and adult products shops.

Normal people probably can't find a place.

"Are you sure it's here?" Qian Chen looked at those small shops, feeling incredible.

Go here, are you sure we're not going there or something?
"Ahem, it should be." Ye Xinwei was not very sure, he was introduced by a friend, but he had never been here.

He ran to the nearby musical instrument store and asked.

The owner told him with certainty that there was indeed a large recording studio inside.

The alley is less than 3 meters wide, with dilapidated brick walls on both sides. The graffiti on the wall has faded. The simply drawn ant body on the gray wall is cute and weird.

After walking for a while, I gradually heard the sound of music.

Passing through the graffiti walls, the alley turned a corner and became wider.

In the open space around the corner, several young people were playing guitars.

The colorful hair showed a youthful atmosphere, but it was a pity that two bags of cement were not poured on the ground.

A group of children stood under a jujube tree with great interest.

A look of admiration.

Alas, a man should be like this!

They are the only listeners.

Seeing Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei approaching, no one paid any attention.

A relatively spacious small square with several courtyard buildings around it, which feels like a slum.

On one of the lintels was a signboard.

"Gold Medal Music"!
Fuck, this is the so-called gold medal music producer?
"Don't underestimate this place. Cui Jian and Liu Huan have all made music here."

At this time, a bearded man pushed open the door and came out.

Because there are too many beards, I can't see clearly what I look like.

Seeing Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei, he frowned, and then relaxed.

"Teacher Ye Xinwei?"

"Yes, I am Ye Xinwei, and you are..."

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, please."

The man didn't even come up to shake hands, and moved away, motioning for the two to go in.

Qian Chen looked at his beard enviously.

Keep your eyes peeled.

Tsk tsk, don't look at this man with more beard than hair, but he has a very gentle name.

Xiang Xiaoyuan.

All the fangs shake off Du Xuanyan, taking all the charm to Xiaoyuan.Sparse shadows and slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance floating in moon dusk.

After entering, I found that the yard is quite large.

There is also a jujube tree in the yard, which has lost all its leaves, and its branches stretch out into the sky in a crooked manner, almost touching the setting sun.

Several people were drinking tea in the yard, looking very cozy.

"Come on, let's get ready for the soundtrack." He waved to Xiao Yuan.

Hearing this, several young people lazily stood up.

"A Chinese Ghost Story 4, played by An Qian." Xiang Xiaoyuan added.

These people perked up immediately.

Almost trotting to copy the guy.

In their opinion, Anxi's singing is very ordinary.

But I can't help but look good.

As long as she looks good, she has the voice of a male duck, and everyone will love her.

Xiang Xiaoyuan took Ye Xinwei and Qian Chen in, there was a reception room over there.

Really big studio.

There are a total of three recording studios, and the soundtrack is generally used in the second shed. After entering, I found that the space inside is very large and the decoration is very modern.

And oddly shaped.

Qian Chen looked at it, and unconsciously analyzed the sound wave principle of this building structure in his mind.

Probably really professional.

"You created it all?" Xiang Xiaoyuan took the things.

There are three demos that have already been recorded, and there is no demo for the fourth song.

In addition, there are complete lyrics and music.

It saves a lot of post-work such as arrangement.

"Yes, I created it." Qian Chen was confident, although he borrowed some ancient songs.

"As usual, I want to help you measure the repetition rate, do you want to do it?" Xiang Xiaoyuan asked.

Some clients ask to do it, some clients don't.

What you are willing to do is generally true and original.

What you don't want to do is often not necessarily self-confidence, but knowing that you are plagiarism.

Since you know it's plagiarism, why do you still do it.

"Let's do it." Ye Xinwei looked at Qian Chen, and when he saw Qian Chen nodding, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He is also afraid that after the movie is released, he will be sued and make trouble.

Qian Chen and Ye Xinwei were waiting on the sofa in the rest area. A guy with long flowing hair took half a bucket of mineral water, put it on the small tea table in front of them, and left.

A group of people come in, put on headphones, and operate computers.

The process was fast and really professional.

"You did it?" Xiang Xiaoyuan came over and asked again.

"Yes!" Qian Chen's tone was beyond doubt.

"Uh, may I have your surname?" Xiang Xiaoyuan finally stretched out his hand.

(End of this chapter)