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Chapter 482 Did you hear clearly what he was singing?
Wang Yuan laughed uglier than crying. "Brother Fang Jing, hello, you are my idol. I never expected to meet you. If I had known I was competing with you, I would not have come."

"Don't!" Fang Jing laughed, "I just heard from the director that you are here to challenge yourself, eh, Wenwen is here?"

"Hello, Teacher Fang." Yu Wenwen nodded obediently.

She is different from Wang Yuan and others. Fang Jing is her mentor in Huaxia's Strongest Voice. Although the competition is over, as long as they meet, they have to be called teachers. Where is the seniority?

"Brother Fang Jing, I have admired your name for a long time." Wang Sulong stepped forward to shake hands, his face was calm, but his heart was very excited.

As one of the three giants of Penguin Music, they dominated the world a few years ago, until the birth of Fang Jing ended an era.

Among the contemporary musicians, Fang Jing is definitely the top, not one of them, he is willing to compete with this one even if he loses.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, you are older than me, just call me Fang Jing, hi, hello brother dog, hello Liang neck."

"Hi senior, I am a rookie, Chen Yihan, please give me your advice."

"Hello, I don't dare to be an instructor, everyone learns from each other, sit down, why stand up."

After Fang Jing spoke, the seven people sat down, no one spoke, and looked at Fang Jing.

"Why are you looking at me?" Fang Jing lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves. Fang Jing raised his head and chuckled, "Everyone can talk about whatever they want to talk about. Why am I so cold when I come here?"

"Ahem!" Wang Yuan coughed lightly, breaking the awkward atmosphere, "Brother Fang Jing, why are you here?"

"This show is jointly produced by Nanjing and iQi Video. I'm here to warm up the show. What about you, why are you here when you're so popular?"

Now TFBOY is very popular among the younger generation, a top idol team.Fang Jing was also puzzled, why did Wang Yuan come here.

"I'm here to prove myself and learn from the seniors by the way."

"Go ahead." Fang Jing laughed, "Before you came, you didn't even know who the guest was, so learn how to knit."

He laughed, Wang Yuan didn't say anything, he was here to prove himself, learning something is of course polite, according to his thinking, he is not afraid of losing when he is young, and it is normal to lose to these people.

I was a little bit worried before, but I am not worried now, it is an honor to lose to Fang Jing.

A few people sat and chatted for a while, the screen in the center of the room was shining, and there was a recording studio inside, and an emotionless robotic voice sounded, "Welcome everyone to the stage where I am a singer-songwriter."

"The program requires that each contestant's song must be an original song that has not been released, and there must be no copyright disputes."

"The rules of the competition are as follows. After the official start, after each round of singing, 110 public music judges will vote on the spot. According to the number of votes, the contestants will be divided into upper, middle and lower districts."

"In the first phase, the lower area challenges the middle area, and the middle area challenges the upper area. After the challenge is successful, the players exchange areas, and the players in the lower area fail to enter the Taobao area."

"In order to ensure the fairness and justice of the program, all contestants are now invited to enter the recording room for demo singing. The first round will be divided by voting among the contestants."

The competition system of the program is very simple, a few people can understand it as soon as they listen to it, Wang Yuan stretched his head to look at Fang Jing, he is the most familiar with Fang Jing here, "Brother Fang Jing, why does the program have songs without copyright disputes?"

"You... think about it, the original music program is of course my own." Before Fang Jing could answer, Yu Wenwen spoke first, "Otherwise, is it still an original program?"

"Oh!" Wang Yuan felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell. The songs the singer sang before were also his own, so why couldn't he sing them?
"Don't listen to her nonsense." Fang Jing shook his head, "It's not that noble, it's just that the songs are expensive, and the program groups with copyright disputes can't afford them, so they ask you to sing unpublished songs."

Every song has a copyright from the composition of the lyrics to the arrangement and recording. Sometimes the so-called original singer has to obtain the copyright every time he sings, otherwise he will break the law and wait for the defendant every minute.

The number of songs to be sung in each episode of this music show is less than eight, and if the copyright is really bought, it is less than a million, and it will cost tens of millions in one season.

"Eh!" Fang Jing said, Yu Wenwen's original beautiful fantasy and high respect for the program group disappeared.

Under the monitor, the director smiled wryly. Fang Jing was looking for something to do for them. It would be very troublesome to cut it later, and it would be impossible not to cut it.

"Which one of you will go first?" Fang Jing looked around and stared at Wang Yuan when no one spoke, "Are you going?"

"I'll go!" After tidying up his clothes, Wang Yuan stood up, "It's fine for the first one, I'm afraid I won't dare to sing after you finish singing."

The demo is the most original state of a song. After a series of post-production, it is a complete song. The demo audition part is very demanding on the singer. You can’t hear the outside sound with headphones, and the high and low points of the voice will be infinitely suppressed. enlarge.

Wang Yuan walked into the recording studio, and through the transparent glass wall, Fang Jing and others could see what was going on inside.

"Lying in bed"

"Why is the moonlight so blazing like the sun"

"Stay with me"

"Flickering and flickering, dust and nitric acid turning clouds and tactfully"

The song Wang Yuan sang is called Random Thoughts. He usually wrote it while lying in bed bored, and it has never been released to the public. Today, he will sing it as the first song he can come to this stage.

The first few sentences were okay, and it was a bit difficult to change the sound into the beat, but it was not good in the middle of the singing, the beat was wrong, the sound was wrong, and several people shook their heads.

Wang Yuan, who was wearing earphones, couldn't hear the sound from the outside world, and didn't know that his own pronunciation was wrong, but from the facial expressions of everyone, he could tell that he might be cold.

The second one to go up was Chen Yihan, she was also afraid that she would not have the courage to sing after Fang Jing and the others finished singing.

They said it was the title of her song.

After listening to Fang Jing and the others, they felt that they were ordinary, neither good nor bad.

It seemed that there was a tacit understanding, from low to high, Yu Wenwen, Zeng Yike, Liang Bo, Wang Sulong, Hot Dog and others passed one after another, leaving Fang Jing at the end.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes for several people to finish singing, Fang Jing's legs were numb from sitting.

"Mr. Fang, do you want a guitar?" Yu Wenwen asked.She remembered that Fang Jing was very good at folk songs.

"No, thanks."

Walking into the recording studio, Fang Jing looked at the equipment, put on the earphones, and lightly tapped the beat on the machine in front of him with his fingers.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white flowers"

"Strong strokes turn light"

"Peony Depicted on the Bottle"

"Just like your first makeup"

"Ran Ran sandalwood through the window

"I know what's on my mind"

"The pen on the rice paper is halfway here"

A song is too long to finish singing. Fang Jing only sang the first half of the song and came out. Everyone was confused.

Wang Yuan carefully whispered to Yu Wenwen beside him: "Did you hear what he sang clearly?"

"Ahem! I didn't hear a few lines clearly. It's peony and blue and white. It should be Song Gu."

Fang Jing’s voice is low and low, and it’s not easy to hear what he’s singing without subtitles. He often still thinks about the deep meaning of the first line, and then he sings the next four or five lines.

Wang Sulong pondered for a while and said: "The singing is ancient style, the melody is quite nice, but the time is short, I can't understand what the lyrics are singing, but it is much better than Wang Yuan and Chen Yihan."

(End of this chapter)