the longest dream

Chapter 71 "Birch Forest"

"Monster! Old Zhang, this time, your vision is really good."

Qiao Zetao was completely speechless. He had recited those two Zen lines for a while before, but later heard that they were pulled out of a martial arts novel, so he ignored them, feeling ashamed.

But seeing real people face to face, still in the third year of high school, and having written so many good songs...that's another matter.

Although he is arrogant, he also recognizes capable people.

Hua Die suddenly said: "Hey, isn't there a song missing in Xiaochang's album? You don't want this ready-made great talent, so you go around to worship Buddha?"

Ouyang Wanqing also smiled and said: "That's right, ouch, you don't know, I was playing with Sister Lian and the others on the Great Wall today, and I happened to meet Xiao Zhang singing to Lao Qi's precious daughter, that song was... absolutely amazing! It’s not an exaggeration at all, in front of Lao Wu and Lao Qiao, I dare to say that this is the current Chinese music scene!”

Looking at Ouyang Wanqing who gave a thumbs up, everyone in the room couldn't hide their faces. There was a young and handsome man who never dared to lower his chin when talking and laughing. He stroked his long hair and said, "Wan Qing , What are you talking about...are we all dead? After so many years, he has become this?"

Ouyang Wanqing stopped Zhang Qing, who was about to be modest, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Li Feng, don't be convinced. In terms of handsome, you can still say that we are on par with our Xiao Zhang brothers, and each has its own merits. But in terms of musical talent... Hey! It's not just me, Hu Quan can blow him up more than me!"

All the people in the room laughed suddenly, even Zhang Tianmao said with a cursing smile, "Grandma, don't brag about the wrong person!"

Ouyang Wanqing blushed and spat hard, but seeing Zhang Qing's bewildered face, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Zhang Qing who wanted to ask something: "There is no good person in this room, so you should talk to Chang Hua more." Play."

Qiao Zetao laughed and said: "Don't mind! Ouyang, you have blown him up to the sky. If you don't show your hands, what should we do? Just be crushed into mud by a young man like this?"

Ouyang Wanqing smiled and said, "I'll show off as soon as I can, but Lao Wu and Lao Qiao, it's agreed, when my younger brother starts a record company, you have to make a way, otherwise you really can't justify it."

Most of the distribution channels in the Northland point to Hemai for dinner. If Hemai is a word, those channels will not be able to offend Hemai for a new company that knows nothing. Single, music critic.

Some old guns in later generations often scold that the traffic on the list cannot be watched, and it is all hype.

In fact, when they were young and famous, they had a lot of traffic, relying on the monopoly traffic to eat a lot of money, but they only started to scold when they were old and had no traffic.

Of course, the songs are definitely different. When Lao Pao was young, good songs were still the gold standard.

Qiao Zetao smiled, and said, "Old Zhang, I have to hesitate. If you open your mouth, Ouyang, there is definitely nothing to say. But you have to see how good you are. If you lose your share, you can support yourself." If you don’t get up, it’s not our fault.”

Ouyang Wanqing glared, pulled Zhang Qing and said, "Brother, just sing today's English song again, and let them stare wide-eyed to see if sister is bragging!"

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "Since Miss Ouyang has listened to it once, it's not easy to sing again. Let's sing a new one, let the seniors see if it's suitable or not."

There is no one who worships the mountain gate empty-handed.

On the way to open up the territory, eighteen kinds of martial arts must be used first to subdue demons and demons.

Ouyang Wanqing was a little worried when she heard this, but since Zhang Qing wanted to push herself up, she couldn't stop her.

Here Zhang Tianmao has already asked his younger brother to bring the guitar, and a group of people are sitting lazily, casually, or with serious expressions, waiting to see how good this guy is.

Pingjing, from a stubborn boss to a veteran, is actually very particular, not just being good at slapping wives, but at least having real skills in one aspect.

Otherwise, it is impossible to enter the circle.

After Zhang Qing took the guitar, he plucked a few chords to test the sound, Qiao Zetao and Wu Cheng looked at each other.

Masters fight against each other, and you can see the difference with each move.

For those of them who have been immersed in music for half their lives, one technique can tell the level of guitar.

The drunken Hua Die simply applauded and laughed, "Young boy is amazing. It's still a classical technique. I learned it from your father-in-law, right?"

This little fan girl who must be Qi Ping, I just don't know if Li Suzhi knows or not, and fortunately Qi Juan didn't come today, otherwise, with her temperament, I'm afraid she would have to check for her father...

Zhang Qing smiled, didn't respond, didn't even say much, and plucked the strings.

The chord direction of the first sentence surprised everyone, which is Em—Em—Adim—B7—(G key). The use of Adim is especially unimaginable, making the song very dark, tense, dignified atmosphere.

"The quiet village is covered with white snow

Pigeon flying under the cloudy sky
The two names are engraved on the birch tree

They swore to love each other for the rest of their lives

......"

After a verse was sung, everyone fell silent.

Including Ouyang Wanqing and Huadie, a dozen or so men and women took out their cigarettes and lit them almost unanimously.

The young man named Chang Hua was particularly excited. He seemed to hold the guitar with both hands and plucked it, as if the person playing the guitar was not Zhang Qing but him.

The handsome young man named Li Feng still held his chin high, smoking a cigarette while looking at Zhang Qing carefully.

"The long road is coming to an end

That girl is already gray-haired
She often hears him calling from the pillow
Come on my dear come to this birch forest

As she died she murmured
I'm here waiting for me in that birch forest

......"

When the last note ended, no one spoke, just sat quietly.

Chang Hua was the most exaggerated. He raised his head and let the tears flow on his face.

It was Qiao Zetao who first opened his mouth to analyze: "The mode is a minor mode that Russian folk songs especially love to use. At the same time, he pays great attention to the beauty of the melody. He does not avoid the use of 4 and 7 in the development of the melody. Seriousness. In fact, in addition to the guitar, if an accordion is added to the orchestration, it will have a more Russian flavor, elegant and folk style."

He speaks clearly and logically, and indeed has real talents and practical learning.

While looking at Zhang Qing, Wu Cheng couldn't hide the love for talent in his eyes, and nodded in agreement: "This song is in 6/8 time, which is more danceable than the more common 4/4." Feeling. The melody and chords of the song do not shy away from the bold use of changing sounds. The technique is really bold. The melody uses a lot of sharper notes such as 4, #5, and 7, and there are many big jumps, which make the mood fluctuate greatly Powerful, very powerful. In fact, this song may be better sung by Chang Hua. The melancholy in his voice fits the temperament of this song.

Little brother, why not come to us and Mailai.You can tolerate a genius like Mai Lian Changhua, and you will definitely be able to maintain the purity of your music.We are different from the group in Modu. We understand music better and respect music more. "

Zhang Qing said with shame: "Mr. Wu, it's not that I don't know how to flatter, it's just..." After leaving, the copyright of all the songs belonged to others, and it was just a wedding dress.

"Okay, there's no need to say anything."

Wu Cheng said regretfully: "Little brother is ambitious and talented at first glance. Naturally, he can't change his mind just because of a word from me. Today's Lao Zhang's game, and Ouyang's help, then we and Mai have to give face. I will make you my friend. But if there is a good song in the future that your company can't sing, remember to find friends like us."

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "Sure, thank you President Wu for your understanding."

Zhang Tianmao said "Hey" and blamed: "If you want to call Angkor, you can still call him Mr. Wu, if you curse!"

Zhang Qing was ashamed: "I'm not yet familiar with the rules of the capital, so it's no surprise that Uncle Qi teaches etiquette to many people."

Qiao Zetao laughed and said, "Isn't it strange that Lao Qi taught you how to be polite? He should teach you how to smash the guitar on the stage, run around the field wearing the national flag, and play hide-and-seek with the people's guards."

The group laughed.

Wu Cheng still got down to business: "Little brother, what was the name of that song just now? Why did you want to write such a song?"

Zhang Qingdao: ""Birch Forest", I read some Soviet masterpieces, and wrote a song about the wind in the north, and I made a fool of myself in front of my predecessors."

Wu Cheng laughed and said, "Don't be too modest, just this song... will definitely become popular!"

Ouyang Wanqing quietly pushed Zhang Qing beside him, and Zhang Qing said: "Since Brother Wu said that this song is suitable for Brother Chang's temperament, and there is one song missing in the album, I will recommend myself and give this song to Brother Chang."

Everyone laughed, who would take advantage of a junior?But these words are nice to hear, and I think it's not bad that this young man is on the road.

Qiao Zetao laughed happily, gave a thumbs up and said: "Old Zhang is right, little brother is angry!"

But Wu Cheng shook his head and said, "Don't say anything about sending it off, follow the rules. How did you get to Tengfei?"

Zhang Qing said: "Angkor, the first capital is given away."

How could Wu Cheng believe it? He still shook his head and said, "Gu Zhengxiong and the others can do this, but we can't do it. Friends are together, and if they want to stay together for a long time, they can't let them suffer."

Zhang Tianmao liked to hear these words, nodded repeatedly and said: "That's right, there is no reason to let friends suffer. People who want to take advantage of friends will not grow well."

Hearing the words, Zhang Qing was no longer polite, and said: "Then let's take the share, and Tengfei will give you seven points."

Wu Cheng: "..."

Zhang Tianmao almost died laughing, lit up and said: "Old Wu, be a bit more angry, don't lose your share! Just this song, ten points is not a big deal!"

A group of people laughed wildly!

Ordinary songwriters are really not qualified to get a share, especially newcomers.

Although Zhang Qing has written a few songs, the works of famous artists in the circle are all discussed in thousands of words, and Zhang Qing's works are still pitifully few.

Zhang Qing waved his hands and said with a smile: "Just kidding, if you really want to give it, just give it two or three thousand."

But Wu Cheng smiled again when he heard the words, the account was naturally not calculated in this way.

Generally speaking, songwriters do get the buyout money directly. Usually, a song is only two to three thousand, but famous artists have to share it, which is only one point to one point seven points. The treatment of the title song, It is much higher than ordinary songs.

Zhang Qing's song can obviously be the title song. A song like this can make a singer popular, and give at least three points of share.

Moreover, Zhang Qing is not only in the music circle, his status in the literary world is far more dazzling than his status as a songwriter in the music circle.

In addition, there is Qi Ping, and Tengfei's side is mostly divided. Seven points may be a real number.

Today Hemai really accepted a song for [-] yuan, and I'm afraid that he will be laughed to death by those in Shanghai and Huacheng in the future.

He can't afford to lose this person.

Wu Cheng murmured for a while and said, "Then follow Tengfei's order, seven points. We value everything here in Beijing, but he doesn't value money!"

"Okay, I'm angry!!"

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PS: Most entertainment articles, songwriters and screenwriters have a scary high status, but in fact, you can find out if you look it up, it's not like that at all.Unless you have reached the extreme, like Huang Zhan, Li Zongsheng, Luo Dayou, the godfather level, otherwise, the status is really not high, a song is [-] yuan, whether you like it or not.In the music library of every major company, the number of song submissions is in the tens of thousands.Moreover, Huang Zhan and the others are not just songwriters, they are gold medal producers, and they are even singers themselves.

Zhang Qing's real status now is in the field of martial arts novels, and he has already shown great talent, but in the music circle, he is just a rookie.

To use another analogy, is Li Jian a good singer?of course.

"Legend" and "Lake Baikal" are all golden songs.

But if Faye Wong doesn't sing "Legend", good songs and singers can only be buried forever.

It was nine years after the release of "Legend".

Good songs are of course precious, but the channels behind them are actually more important, so the bigwigs in the circle can set various rules...

I know how to write more enjoyable, let those big people come to beg like dogs, so that the style is more full.However, this book is not a pure entertainment novel, it is about urban life, so it is written a little more reliably, with a little basic, and take your time.

I have some regrets, not that I regret opening this book, but if I knew that the epidemic suddenly came back and made everyone so irritable, I would not write such a style of writing.It would be great to write something cool and happy to slap the face and accept girls, and it would also relieve the boredom of the old men.

I hope that the epidemic will recede soon, and the country will be safe and peaceful.

(End of this chapter)