After the two left, Xiao Yunhai called Zhao Wanqing.
"Wan Qing, what are you busy with?"
Zhao Wanqing sighed and said, "Hey, I just finished recording a song and am resting in the recording room."
Xiao Yunhai frowned and said, "It's ten o 'clock. Why are you still working?"
"No way, aren't we all artists like this? By the way, there are not many days left before the Jinzun Music Festival. When will you return to Yanjing? "
"Tomorrow. Where are you recording? Tianzhai Records? "
Tianzhai Records, full name Tianzhai International Music Co., Ltd., was founded by Li Tianzhai in 1968. It is the largest independent record company in Hua Xia. There are many big names under it. Over the past 30 years, it has created countless classic records.
Although in recent years, due to the rise of other music companies, Tianzhai Records has also been greatly affected. Many big singers have left one after another, but a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. In music, Tianzhai is still the strongest. Ye Yongren's studio is under the name of Tianzhai. Zhao Wanqing also signed there.
"Yes. I can't talk to you. I have to work. Good night. "
"Take care of yourself. Don't be too late."
"I know."
Xiao Yunhai hung up the phone and sat on the sofa watching TV in boredom. Half an hour later, Meng came back. Xiao Yunhai asked for the car key from him, told him that he had something to do outside, and drove to Tianzhai Records. He wanted to give Zhao Wanqing a surprise.
Through the navigation in the car, Xiao Yunhai soon came to the downstairs of Tianzhai Records.
The staff at the front desk inside the building was on duty 24 hours a day. Seeing Xiao Yunhai come in, a girl asked politely, "Hello, sir. What can I do for you?"
Xiao Yunhai said, "I'm here to find Zhao Wanqing. She should be recording a song."
The girl said, "I'm sorry. Because you don't have an appointment, we can't take you there. "
"Little Wang, you go back first. I will take care of this gentleman. " A slightly older girl walked over and said to Xiao Yunhai, "Mr. Xiao, I'm so sorry. Xiao Wang hasn't been working for long, so I didn't recognize you. I'll take you to the police station now."
Xiao Yunhai said, "Thank you."
Under the guidance of the lady, Xiao Yunhai came to a recording room on the seventh floor and knocked on the door.
The door opened quickly. A middle-aged woman in her forties frowned and looked at Xiao Yunhai. She asked angrily, "Who are you? Don't you know we're recording a song? "
Xiao Yunhai said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry. I'm here to find Zhao Wanqing. I'm Xiao Yunhai. "
When the woman heard this, she revealed a surprised expression. Then, a smile immediately appeared on her face. She said: "You are the Cloud Sovereign, Xiao Yunhai. I'm so sorry that I didn't recognize you. I'm Wan Qing's agent, Ai Mi. I often hear Wan Qing mention you. Thanks to your songs, the album can be valued by the company this time. "
Xiao Yunhai said with a smile, "That's nothing. We're classmates and friends. Naturally, we should help each other. By the way, can I come in? "
"Look at me. Please come in."
Xiao Yunhai walked into the recording room and saw Zhao Wanqing discussing something with a 50-year-old sound recordist.
Seeing Xiao Yunhai come in, Zhao Wanqing showed a look of surprise. She pointed to Xiao Yunhai and said, "Aren't you coming tomorrow? Why are you here now? "
Xiao Yunhai said with a smile, "I'm just kidding. I came back this morning. Teacher, I'm sorry to disturb your work. "
The sound recordist seemed to have a good temper and said, "It's nothing. May I ask who you are? "
Zhao Wanqing said with a smile, "Teacher Wang, he's Xiao Yunhai that you've always wanted to see. Yunhai, this is our company's senior sound recordist, Teacher Wang Zhong. "
"Hello, Teacher Wang. It's nice to meet you." Xiao Yunhai quickly greeted him.
Wang Zhong said, "It should be said that I'm very happy to see you. Sigh, there's no point in recording other songs after recording the songs you wrote. "
It turned out that since he became the recording artist for Zhao Wanqing's new album, Wang Zhong had been generous with his praise for the three songs that Zhao Wanqing brought, "Comprehension", "Offering of Love", and "Three Inches of Heaven". He felt that these three songs were much better than the songs that the company had collected for her.
After asking about it in detail, he found out that it was Xiao Yunhai who wrote them.
Therefore, Wang Zhong expressed that he wanted to see Xiao Yunhai. He didn't expect the main character to arrive so soon.
Xiao Yunhai said with a smile, "I'm really flattered by Teacher Wang's words."
When Zhao Wanqing saw that her lover was praised by Wang Zhong, she was happier than herself. She said, "Yunhai, since you're here, help me take a look. I only have one song left. After recording it, I'll be done. However, this song is a bit … I really can't find the energy to finish singing it. "
Xiao Yunhai took the score and looked at it. He frowned slightly. This song was really not good. If it was really counted, it couldn't even be regarded as a mid-level song. It was no wonder that Wan Qing didn't like it. How could a dignified Tianzhai Records put such a song in Zhao Wanqing's album?
When Wang Zhong saw Xiao Yunhai's expression, he instantly guessed what he was thinking. He said with a wry smile, "Our Tianzhai Records is a big company with a lot of singers. If the resources are distributed equally, there won't be many good songs left. I'm sorry to make Mr. Xiao laugh. "
Xiao Yunhai shook his head and said: "For Heavenly Sound to be able to become the undisputed king of the music field, it naturally has its merits. It's just that this song is too ordinary, without the slightest characteristic. I think it's a bit of a waste to put it in Wan Qing's album. "
Wang Zhong said with a wry smile, "Even the cleverest housewife can't cook without rice. Wan Qing's singing skills are needless to say, but the company really can't come up with high-quality songs. At least, it's not possible in a short time. "
Xiao Yunhai asked, "Teacher Wang, how many songs like this are there in Wan Qing's album?"
Wang Zhong sighed and said, "There's one more, and the others are okay."
Xiao Yunhai thought for a moment and said, "How about this? I'll write two new songs for Wan Qing. Don't put this and the other one in her album. "
Zhao Wanqing was pleasantly surprised and said, "You have good songs again?"
Xiao Yunhai said, "Hey, this is my trump card. If I wasn't afraid that your album will ruin my songs, I wouldn't have given it to you. "
Zhao Wanqing wrinkled her nose slightly and rolled her eyes at Xiao Yunhai.
When the nearby Ai Mi saw Zhao Wanqing's expression, she had a thought in her heart and said to herself, Could it be that my family's Eldest Young Miss Zhao and Xiao Yunhai …?
Xiao Yunhai asked, "Is there a guitar here?"
"Yes."
Wang Zhong took out a guitar from behind the door and handed it to Xiao Yunhai.
Xiao Yunhai thought for a moment. There were too many classic songs in his previous life. Xiao Yunhai needed to find a song that was suitable for Zhao Wanqing's voice.
After a while, Xiao Yunhai said, "The first song is called 'Time Boils the Rain'. Listen carefully and feel it."
Xiao Yunhai closed his eyes and thought about the melody of the song. When he opened his eyes again, the guitar in his hand sounded.
The melody of the song was very simple and the tone was not complicated. The biggest requirement was to play the song with that mood.
Zhao Wanqing heard the prelude of the song and immediately felt that it was another top song.
Wang Zhong's expression also became serious. He closed his eyes and listened carefully.
"The wind blows the rain into flowers, time cannot catch up with the white horse.
Do you still hold on to the words in your sleep when you were young?
Clouds roll into summer, tears evaporate with time.
On this road, have you ever lost your way?
.....
Even the snow cannot erase the marks we left on each other.
What day is it today? The grass is green, the moon sends you a thousand miles away, waiting for the autumn wind next year. "
'Time Boils the Rain' was the promotional song for 'Small Times' directed by Guo Xiaosi in his previous life. It mainly lamented the rapid passing of time, which made people unable to grasp it and left them with sadness.
Once the song was released, it was loved by people. It topped all the music charts and became the hottest song of the year. It won countless awards and the original singer, Super Girl Yu Kewei, became popular again.
Xiao Yunhai's voice was very gentle, with a trace of reminiscence and sadness. At the same time, it was mixed with a kind of sigh for the passing of time.
After Xiao Yunhai finished singing, he saw that Zhao Wanqing was still immersed in the song. He smiled and did not disturb her. A singer should be like an actor, truly integrating the song into himself.
Wang Zhong was an experienced recording artist. When he saw this situation, he did not say anything. He only gave Xiao Yunhai a thumbs up to express his admiration.
The recording studio was silent. When Zhao Wanqing woke up from her dream, Xiao Yunhai asked, "How do you feel?"
"Sad, sigh." Zhao Wanqing's answer was very simple, but it hit the nail on the head.
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "That's right. Let's listen to the next song. It's called 'Spring Blossoms'. "
This time, Xiao Yunhai did not play the guitar. Instead, he sang a cappella.
"If you desire a drop of water, I'm willing to give you an ocean.
If you want a red leaf, I'll give you an entire maple forest and clouds.
If you want a smile, I'll open my fiery chest.
.....
Spring Blossoms, this is my world.
Life is like water, sometimes calm, sometimes surging.
Through the haze, sunshine shines on your windowsill.
In fact, happiness is always with us.
Spring Blossoms in my world. "
This song 'Spring Blossoms' was sung by Queen Na Ying at the Spring Festival Gala in his previous life. The lyrics were simple and the melody was beautiful. It was very popular with the audience.
This song was not difficult to sing. The only requirement was that the breath had to be steady and not too impetuous. It had to give people a feeling of hope.
With Zhao Wanqing's singing, it should not be a problem.
"How do you feel?" After Xiao Yunhai finished singing, he asked Zhao Wanqing again.
Zhao Wanqing said, "Hope and yearning."
Xiao Yunhai directly snapped his fingers and said, "Precise."
Wang Zhong took a deep breath and said, "No wonder they're all Yun Huang's songs. They must be the best. From these two songs, you can see it. Wang Lin's luck is really good. "
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "Teacher Wang, you're too kind. Sometimes, when inspiration comes to music, you can write a song in an instant. If the inspiration doesn't come, then you can only look at the ocean and sigh. "
Maybe it was because his face had become thicker. Xiao Yunhai was used to treating the songs from his previous life as his own. He did not even blush when he lied.
Zhao Wanqing said, "I really like these two songs. Yunhai, sell them to me."
Xiao Yunhai nodded and said with a smile, "Since I took them out, they're naturally for you. As for the money, it doesn't matter. "
Zhao Wanqing secretly gave him a look and said, "That won't do. Although we're friends, that's a different matter. Teacher Wang, how much do you think these two songs are worth? "
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