the longest dream

Chapter 242 Something Happened

"A little cloud
come slowly
please rest your feet
temporarily stop

The mountain flowers are blooming
i just came to the mountain
It turns out that you also went up the mountain
look at the mountain flowers
......"

In the recording studio of No. [-] Courtyard, Ertiao, Beichizi, Xu Zhen listened to Zhou Yanyan singing in the recording studio, and looked at Zhang Qing with a half-smile on her face.

Yan Ruomei and the others were also there, and they were all dumbfounded.

Without him, the style of music is too different.

The album "Women's Flower" has written sentimentality to the height of art.

Whether the song is sung or artistically deep, it is enough to enter the conservatory of music, so that teachers who teach pop music can be used as teaching materials for comments.

But the song right now...

After Zhou Yanyan finished singing, Xu Zhen gave Zhang Qing a thumbs up and said, "Amazing, amazing! Courage is commendable!"

Zhang Qing laughed, and Xu Zhen sneered, "You just wait to be criticized!"

It would be an understatement to say that he is full of talents, and there will never be fewer people who call him depraved and lose his backbone to compromise with the melody.

"Yanyan, sing "Farewell", let our producer Xu Da open his eyes!"

After Zhou Yanyan came out, Zhang Qing said in a protest.

Zhou Yanyan entered the shed again with a grin, and Zhang Qing said to Xu Zhen, "Listen carefully, this is the trump card!"

The opening of the very simple arrangement is the opening of the piano. After a short chord, I heard Zhou Yanyan's clear voice with nostalgic feelings:

Along the ancient road outside Changting
Green Grass and Green Sky

Evening wind blows the sound of the willow flute

sunset mountain

end of the world
Friends half scattered

A jug of dirty wine
don't dream cold tonight

Only two short paragraphs calmed the hearts of the people who were originally floating.

Although the melody is not as catchy as simple songs like "I Am a Girl" and "Treading the Waves", the depth is completely different.

Because the thin melody of this song contains deep and delicate feelings.

The lyrics made a talent like Xu Zhen drop his jaw in amazement.

Is this the same game as "I'm a girl, pretty girl"? !

After listening to the song, the recording studio was actually quiet for three minutes. It wasn't until Zhou Yanyan came out of the studio that no one was talking outside that the applause broke out.

"Good song! Can become a classic!"

Gao Zehuan said with a more serious expression.

This song even made him think about adapting it, but other songs would not work.

Sun Haorong said with a smile: "This song is better than "Orchid Grass"."

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "There are still two songs that haven't been recorded, and those two songs are also very good. I won't sing today, Yanyan will sing for a day."

Zhou Yanyan looked at Zhang Qing and giggled, "I'm fine."

Zhao Mingyu was envious, so pretty and so obedient, how could he not meet this kind of...

In the conference hall of the main room.

Li Yangqing smiled and said, "Qingzai, how could you write such a song? It's a bit like...a school song? This is what Wanwan said."

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "There are also campus folk songs in mainland China, but the campus folk songs in mainland China are all songs for college students. So I think we should write some songs that primary and middle school students should listen to and sing. Love songs are not bad, but they are not suitable for them. Parents, they probably don’t like their children in primary and junior high schools singing "Women's Flower" or the principal's "Favorite in Life" every day. With catchy melodies and innocent and childlike lyrics, they attract the entire Chinese-speaking circle It is my ambition that children like Chinese songs.”

Li Yangqing became serious, looked at Zhang Qing and nodded, "It makes sense."

Yan Ruomei laughed and said: "No wonder Uncle Liu said that you will become a tycoon in the future. People like us only think about how many platinum records will sell and what awards we will get. Qingzi, you are thinking about these things. Wow, the boss is really intrinsic."

Zhang Qing smiled helplessly: "Sister Mei, you're making fun of me again. Sister Mei, you haven't released an album in the past few years..."

Yan Ruomei said angrily, "Qingzi, I'm twenty-four this year, not seventeen or eighteen."

"Huh~~~"

Amidst a burst of laughter, Sun Haorong said haha: "Amei, you are crazy, how can I remember that you are thirty-four this year?"

Yan Ruomei slapped him for a while, Zhang Qing didn't say anything more, but Xu Zhen looked at him more.

Xu Zhen resigned from Tengfei and went north to find Qi Ping to chat (swear) Tian (Street), but was persuaded by Qi Ping to join Du Juan.

At first I wanted to pretend to be reserved, but last night Yue Linger's "Seeing the Cooking Smoke" really touched the heart of this literary and artistic young man.

In addition, he was worried that young Zhang would be young and might not be able to see his inner superiority, so he didn't hold back, and agreed directly to become the music director of Dujuan Culture.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Qing would be interested in such a top singer like Yan Ruomei. He is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and dares to think about anything!
"Qingzai, at the concert on the [-]th, Yanyan can go on stage and sing a song."

Yan Ruomei suggested.

This support is great. For singers who have not yet released an album, being able to attend such a concert can be regarded as a step up to the sky.

But Zhang Qing declined, "It's not good to start too high, let's take it step by step. She is still young, and her singing skills are relatively immature. After a few more years of training, she will be qualified to perform on the same stage with Sister Mei and you."

Yan Ruomei was speechless and gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Qing looked at the time and said, "Let's go, let's go to the Sunny Bar. Let's get to know each other. This time it's Sister Mei. It will be more convenient for the principal and Brother Rong to hold a concert next time."

Li Yangqing and the others nodded, they would naturally be willing to make friends with local snakes.

"Mr. Xu isn't going?"

Seeing that Xu Zhen didn't intend to leave, Zhao Mingyu asked curiously.

Xu Zhen laughed and said, "If Zhang Tianmao and I don't get along, we won't go. Stay here to record the album for Yanyan. You guys have a good time."

After Zhang Qing and the others had left, he was filled with emotion: "Little red guy really dares to think..."

Shen Xin, Zhou Yanyan and the others looked at him in puzzlement, and Xu Zhen smiled and said, "I always thought that being a tycoon was the ecstasy soup given to him by those old and cunning foxes in Hong Kong Island. Now, it seems that it really looks a bit like it."

But he didn't say anything more, and started to make trouble for Zhou Yanyan:

"Sing it first..."

"Your singing skills are really hard to describe. To put it bluntly, you have no singing skills at all. Just find someone on the side of the road, and they can sing similarly to you... Sing it again."

"The emotion in "Farewell" is so delicate, even if you just started practicing, you should understand after reading the score that the emotional tone of this song is parting, with a touch of melancholy and nostalgia... Is this common sense? Listen to it yourself Listening to what you sang, it is still a saliva song? Melancholy, nostalgic, understand? Sing it again!"

"Can't you understand? What brains? Pig brains?"

Zhou Yanyan is not a good-tempered girl, a girl who dared to use a knife to kill chickens at the age of seven or eight. She dared to run from the most northwest of the motherland to Jiangjing City, thousands of miles away, in the 90s... …

That is to say, he always smiled at Zhang Qing, but now he was scolded harshly, and immediately turned his face: "You are the brains of a pig! Your whole family is a brains of pigs! You have brains, you have brains, try singing!"

Shen Xin, Sun Hao, and Li Jing were all taken aback, this was the first time they saw Zhou Yanyan go mad.

Just about to persuade the fight, Xu Zhen has already opened her posture and said: "Okay! Today I will let you see what a real soul singer is!"

He stretched out his hand and pushed it out, stopped Shen Xin and the others, and then began to sing:
"Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky. The sound of willows and flutes is still in the evening wind, and the sunset is beyond the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, friends are half scattered. A pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight... "

It's exaggerated, not only Xu Zhen's eyes were red when she sang, but Drake's voice was a little choked up, even Shen Xin and Li Jing were very moved, their eyes were moist, and Sun Hao also looked sad.

Xu Zhen's voice is still a Himalaya mountain away from the golden voice, but his grasp of the emotion of this song is really deep.

Originally, there were some weird and even harsh singing voices, but it can make people feel the melancholy, sadness, and the deep pain of parting.

Reached the realm of sentimental parting since ancient times!
What is a gold medal producer?

This is!
Their singing skills are nothing, but their grasp of songs is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Zhou Yanyan stopped scolding, she was capable, and Zhang Qing invited her again, so she admitted.

Isn't it just being scolded, bear with it!
Seeing that Zhou Yanyan was convinced, Xu Zhen couldn't hide a smug smile. The number of gold medal producers in the Mainland can't convince a little girl?

This smile completely destroyed the aura just now, and the wretched image appeared in front of everyone.

Xu Zhen said: "Didn't Qingzi say that there are still two songs that haven't been recorded? Sing it again, and I'll see what songs can be compared to "Farewell"."

Shen Xin said with a smile: "You must be a footman. Who dares to say that a song like "Farewell" can be compared? You mean, there are two songs that are not bad."

Xu Zhen waved her hand and said: "Whatever he says, I just want to hear what song it is. Although I always feel that this kid is a bit sinister, he is too young, and he is too deep in the city. In the future, he will probably be sorry for Juanzi, but his talent is still lacking. I have to say... why are you staring at me? I didn't say it because you are sorry for Juanzi, sing, sing!"

Zhou Yanyan snorted. She was disgusted with Xu Zhen's bad words about Zhang Qing, but she didn't delay in business matters, and sang a cappella:

"Blue brick with tile paint
white horse treading new mud

Banana leaves of mountain flowers dyed red scarf in twilight
Raindrops on the eaves

smoke rising

where are you

......"

This song, this word, made Xu Zhen's old Wenqing crazy for a while...

……

Houhai, sunny bar.

After sitting for about half an hour, Yan Ruomei and the others were about to leave.

It is indeed embarrassing, a completely different cultural background, and various habits are also different.

It looks like you are socializing with Young and Dangerous...

After Zhang Qing arranged for the driver to take them back to the hotel, he returned to the counter to pay the bill, but was forcibly pulled away by Zhang Tianmao with his arms around his shoulders.

Ouyang Wanqing giggled and scolded, "Qingzi, hit us in the face!"

Zhang Qing disagreed: "My guests...you are also generous, serving so many foreign wines. I forgot to tell you, just serve Erguotou."

Zhang Tianmao laughed loudly and said: "Can I embarrass you? But if you talk about paying the bill again, I will turn my face. We are the same group, they are the customers."

Ouyang Wanqing asked: "You are so busy, how long will you be busy?"

Zhang Qing shook his head and said: "Today, their team is all in the hotel, and the rehearsal is about to begin, and they are also busy. With this kind of incense, Yanyan will go to Hong Kong Island in the future, so she doesn't have to fight alone. In fact, I I'm not used to this kind of social activities, if only you would come to help, Big Brother Zhang. You like to make friends, how nice you are to come and help me!"

Zhang Tianmao raised his hands in surrender: "Okay brother, let's not talk about this topic, okay? I'm really afraid of you!"

Zhang Qing chuckled and said no more, but no one expected that Zhang Tianmao would have an accident just three days later...

……

(End of this chapter)