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Chapter 449 The Protagonist of the Novel

Chapter 449 The Protagonist of the Novel
Tired of editing?Nonsense, of course I'm tired, otherwise Fang Jing wouldn't have given up the pick at the beginning.

From changing the lyrics to changing the song to mixing and post-production, it’s almost like making a new song. If it’s just changing the soup, then it’s not an adaptation.

So much work simply cannot be done by one person.

In my previous life, I was a singer and there was an adaptation link, but behind each singer there is a team, seven or eight musicians, several professional musicians, and the singer is responsible for the adaptation of the lyrics and arrangement.

What's more, if you don't change it well, you will be scolded and lose your character. When the audience hears it, they will curse. Which grandson changed this?
In North Africa, on the Gobi Desert, Fang Jing took out a pen and paper to write and draw. If Yang Ning hadn't called in person, he really didn't want to deal with this mess.

Fortunately, A Diao's song was successfully covered in his previous life, and it was also on the stage of a singer. Zhang Shaohan, who had disappeared for many years, reappeared in front of the audience with his successful cover.

According to the memorization of Zhang Shao's version of A Diao, Fang Jing began to change the tune. It took more than half an hour to make a first draft, proofread it, and tried to sing a few lines. It was an hour later that everything was finished.

The reason why it took so much time is because he removed a little of the rap part in Zhang Shaohan's version and adapted it into singing.

The mobile phone took pictures and sent them to Wang Xiaomin, and Fang Jing didn't care about the rest.

In Shonan, Wang Xiaomin received Fang Jing's adaptation just as she was about to take a break. She was a little disappointed when she found that the lyrics hadn't changed much. She sang along to the score and her eyes lit up.

Others can't sing Zhao Lei's songs like that. He originally sang them originally. In terms of lyrics understanding and comprehension, how can you compare?
No matter how much you imitate, it is impossible to surpass the original singing. Since you can't surpass it, then simply don't surpass it, and sing with your own feelings.

Wang Xiaomin found that the adaptation of Fang Jing had another meaning, with a higher tone of voice, which made the character of A Diao more plump.

In the past, A Diao sung by Zhao Lei in the lyrics was a single person, but now it is actually a group of people, thousands of women like A Diao.

Ten days later, the fifth episode of Singer was broadcast, and as before, Wang Xiaomin was the first episode.

"Xiaomi is hanging this time, and there was Zhao Lei last time, who is she looking for this time?"

"It's hard to say. Who knows if Fang Jing has helped her write songs. With Fang Jing's ability, it's not a big deal to write another three or five."

"Don't speculate, everyone, you will know the specific situation in a while."

While Wang Xiaomin was rushing to the front desk, the singers in the lounge were discussing with each other, and their words were full of lemon flavor.

No one looked down on Wang Xiaomin winning with new songs one after another, but everyone envied her and wished that it was her.

In Xijiang Province, in a youth hostel, Zhao Lei was lying sideways on the bed, watching the singer's broadcast with his mobile phone in his hand. On his lower bunk was a young girl who had just arrived.

After all, Wang Xiaomin is his big client. Although he couldn't participate in the adaptation in person, he did his best to shout a few words of 666 through the barrage.

Wang Xiaomin came out wearing heavy makeup, surrounded by more than a dozen musicians, beating gongs and drums, talking about guitar and piano, overall it was western style.
Looking at this formation, Zhao Lei chuckled, "It's interesting."

"Sunken cheeks under gray brims"

"You rarely speak simple answers"

"Where is tomorrow who cares about you"

Here the sound has changed, the pitch has changed, the song has also changed, and the change is okay, hiss, Fang Jing has two brushes, the meaning is completely different.

While listening carefully, Zhao Lei commented. The more he listened, the more he felt that Fang Jing was awesome. He knew that this guy had talent, but he didn't expect it to be so good.

Through such an adaptation, it does not lose his original singing at all.

"Poor fate, obsession and indifference"

"Farewell to the countless stations of youth"

"Be willing to be ordinary but not willing to be defeated in the ordinary"

"You are A Diao, you are a free bird"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Feeling the shaking of the bed board under him, Zhao Lei frowned, and the girl on the lower bunk asked impatiently, "Brother, can you wear a headset? Do you want someone to sleep?"

"Oh, sorry, this is closed."

Hearing the end of a song, judging from Zhao Lei's experience, if nothing happens, Wang Xiaomin will be able to advance, so there is no need to continue watching.

He knows the level of the other singers. Although they may not be number one, they will definitely not be eliminated.

"Do you still want to continue playing with your phone? If you don't, I'll turn off the lights." A voice came from the lower bunk.

This dormitory has two bunk beds and can accommodate four people. Only she is a girl, and she is used to going out.

It's just that the boy on the opposite bed turned his head just enough to see her, sleeping with his back facing him, or not facing his back, it's better to turn off the lights.

Zhao Lei's posture did not change, and he said lightly: "Okay, you can shut it down."

The next morning!

"what!!"

"You, you, are you Zhao Lei?"

When Zhao Lei came back from washing his face, the girl didn't speak well after seeing him.

"No, many people say we are similar, last time someone said I resemble Fang Jing."

With a travel bag on his back and a guitar in his hand, Zhao Lei is about to leave. This is just one of his stops.

"No, you are Zhao Lei." The girl wiped her eyes, her long fluffy hair looked cute, "I recognize your necklace."

"The same item as a certain treasure, free shipping for nine yuan."

The more she looked, the more she looked. The girl quickly put on her shoes, and followed Zhao Lei to the living room. Seeing him refund the deposit with the hotel proprietress with his ID card, she quickly stretched her head to look.

"It's really you! I just said, how can there be exactly the same people in the world."

"Low-key, low-key, don't be obsessed with brother."

"Where are you going? Are you traveling? Me too. Oh, I like your Chengdu very much, and A Diao, I've been to the Jokhang Temple too."

"I heard that after graduating from high school, you came out to roam the rivers and lakes, slept in parks, slept on the main road, had meals, was sold into the land of fireworks and escaped from death, is it true?"

With black lines all over his head, Zhao Lei was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, who told this?
"Little girl, don't talk nonsense. I'm the owner of a bar. That's not called wandering the rivers and lakes. It's about experiencing life. Okay, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Holding his ID card, Zhao Lei left, bought a peaked cap from the side of the road after going out, and just covered his face.

Now that he is a celebrity, it is not as convenient as before. Since the fourth episode of the singer aired, he has encountered this situation more than a dozen times today.

"Idol, wait!" Behind him, a young girl from the hostel came running with a shoulder bag, her hair tied into a ponytail, her nose turned up, and her eyes turned up. "Where are you going to wander? Count me in."

Suddenly seeing such an acquaintance, Zhao Lei was a little confused, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"

"My name is Xiaolan, an online novelist, and now I am a senior traveling friend. Can I walk with you for a while? I won't disturb you."

"Hehe, take me to write material? Go, go, play while you're at it."

The purpose was exposed, Xiaolan was a little embarrassed, touched her nose and said: "I just watched from a distance, and I won't write your name in the novel."

The tramp on Tianqiao turned out to be a talented musician, and he traveled all over the country because of love, and she had already thought about the introduction.

It doesn't matter if you don't use your real name, just change your name to Zhao Lei. As for the heroine, of course it's her smart and cute Xiaolan.

(End of this chapter)

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