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The clean and clear voice and the powerful voice immediately attracted Peng Peng.

In the entire recording studio, everyone sat upright and looked at the room with bated breath.

Through the glass on the door, they seemed to be able to vaguely see the slightly thin boy.

"Is this kid any good?"

"Let me listen..."

Even the producer Zheng Hong couldn't help but speak: "What do you think?"

"I've never heard of it!"

Zhou Yang frowned and said: "This is electronic music. Even if we go to KTV, it's not easy to sing this directly!"

"What should we do? Anyway, there is not enough time now, why don't we let him try? If it really doesn't work, it doesn't matter if he gives up?"

Zheng Hong urged unhappily: "I say, what did you teachers think at the beginning?

This kind of student who changed his career halfway and tinkered with it by himself, do you really expect him to catch up with us veteran singers?

Isn't that too naive? "

"Hey, what do you mean by that?

What do you mean by 'a student who changed his career halfway and tinkered with it'?

I admit that Peng Peng's singing was not very good before.

But who said he was just a 'folk singer' who learned to create by humming?

I admit that he is very smart and knows how to draw inferences from one example.

But you talk to him about music and music theory?

Haha, sorry, I really don't understand. "

Zheng Hong's face sank, and then asked: "Then according to what you said, Peng Peng is more suitable for this song?

In this case, why not let him try?

"That's right!"

Zhou Yang nodded with satisfaction.

"..."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Peng Peng was speechless: "Can you two be more serious?

Don't you know that time is precious now?"

"Oh, right.

I forgot to tell you.

Anyway, you don't have much interest, why not give it a try? "

Zhou Yang suddenly reminded.

"Oh~ Forget it, since you have agreed, let's give it a try!"

Peng Peng sighed, thinking that he was destined to do it.

Then he adjusted his state and mood, turned on the computer, and began to conceive the content of the song.

…

"Buzz~"

The old air conditioner hanging on the wall kept making deafening noises.

But Peng Peng, who was sitting on the sofa, did not regard it as noise at all.

Because he was immersed in creation at this time.

Combined with his many years of novel reading experience and literary skills.

Soon, a song suitable for basketball was instantly constructed by him.

As for the lyrics, he did not hesitate at all.

Because this song was born for basketball and sung for basketball.

As long as Peng Peng handles these things properly, the song will be half successful.

The next step is the real technical issues, such as instrument accessories, etc.

These things are not difficult for Peng Peng, because he is almost a homebody.

In addition to basketball, there is no other hobby at home.

So the only problem in front of him is how to choose the style of the song.

I believe that most basketball fans will be very familiar with the name Peng Peng.

Because Peng Peng's first famous work is "Just Be With You".

The sweet voice and energetic melody immediately made this song sweep Internet, popular all over the country.

It can be said that Peng Peng was very popular at that time.

Anyway, now I have plenty of time, so I can just spend more money. "

"How can that work?

I have invested tens of thousands of dollars in production costs before!

If it ends up being a mess, wouldn't it be..."

Zhou Yang complained with some dissatisfaction: "And Peng Peng is really suitable for this song.

You can ask him what level of understanding and conception he has reached for the whole song."

"Tsk~

He has his own creative ideas!"

Zheng Hong replied bluntly: "Even if he is a half-way artist like Zhou Yang, He became a monk, and like us, he has never learned to play a musical instrument.

But he can sing this song well with his smart brain and understanding of music.

So...

Don't talk nonsense!"

"Why do you bring me up again?"

Zhou Yang was unhappy: "I admit that Peng Peng is good at it, but it is just a semi-finished product after all.

It has not been tuned and arranged, and even without accompaniment, no matter how good he is, he can't use it directly."

"Humph~

You think you are great just singing it casually?"

Zheng Hong snorted coldly and mocked: "I admit that the song written by Peng Peng is very melodic.

And the connection between sentences, and the application of various musical instruments is very clever.

But do you think he really understands music?

At least in terms of creation, he has absolutely no advantage! "

"Oh my god!

Lao Zhou, I find that you and that little author are really a perfect match!

Look at his arrogant look, can he be an ordinary person?"

Producer Zheng Hong complained sarcastically.

Not only other staff in the recording studio, but also several other students around heard it.

Zhou Yang, who was interrupted just now, started to pluck the strings again.

On the other side, Peng Peng finally spoke.

"Well, thank you for your advice.

I will consider it. "

Peng Peng agreed softly.

But success and failure are both due to Xiao He.

Just as Peng Peng was about to continue to create the next song, he suddenly found that he already had several songs of the same style in his mind.

If he chose these songs to write lyrics, it would likely lead to a significant reduction in the overall effect.

So, before creating a song, it is very important to do detailed preparations.

Thinking of this, Peng Peng picked up his mobile phone and clicked on the webpage.

Then, he turned out all the songs he had posted online before.

After careful comparison, Peng Peng found that.

Although these songs are all original, the styles are slightly different.

Some are tender and some are passionate.

There are even warm and romantic ones, as well as all kinds of brainwashing.

"Huh?"

Peng Peng frowned and thought to himself: "Am I wrong?

Or are these songs not actually suitable for basketball? "

In order to verify this matter, Peng Peng immediately found several authoritative music producers in the industry.

He wanted to use their power to judge which style of songs is more suitable for basketball.

The result shocked him!

Because none of the songs he selected could match the songs in Peng Peng's mind!

This discovery cast a shadow on Peng Peng's heart.

Is he really just a fake music fan and not suitable for writing songs?

As for the identity of "music creator".

Sorry, in my eyes it is just a profession to make money.

Otherwise, how could an excellent person like me fall to the point of relying on playing games and writing novels to make a living?