Chapter 32
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In the studio of Tianxiang, Hong Kong City, Chen Yijie is sitting in front of the piano, playing with his eyes closed. He dressed casually. I don't know if he is contaminated with Yang Yi's habit. A pair of shorts and a pair of slippers are totally incompatible with his image when he holds a concert.
I don't think it's a long time for the audience to pay attention to it, but I don't need to listen.
"Take your photos, the familiar street..." With his deep voice and intoxicating fascination, Chen Yijie interprets this song more touching.
"Well, it's just a pity. It's a Mandarin song." Next to him, a cool man in a jacket and a cowboy hat shook his head regretfully and said to Chen Yijie, who was still in the aftertaste after singing.
He is the music producer of Chen Yijie's new album, and Mr. Mao Su, deputy director of Tianxiang music. He himself is an excellent songwriter, and he is more popular than many singers.
"Mandarin songs are not impossible. I have sung many Mandarin songs before." Chen Yijie said.
Maosu touched his moustache and said with a smile, "I don't like this song. On the contrary, I think it's very good. Just Eason, you have to be clear about the positioning of your album. The songs in it are all Cantonese, but the main song is a Mandarin song. Will it make both sides not please
Chen Yijie's expression became serious, and he was also aware of the problem.
"If Eason's album focuses on Cantonese songs and includes a Mandarin song, then there's no big problem," Mao said
Chen Yijie thought about it carefully. He shook his head and said, "no, I can't. I don't want to fight for another one."
Compared with other songs, the gap is obvious. If you put "long time no see" at the back, it's easier to dominate.
However, Mao Su thought of a way. He clapped his hands and looked excited under the cowboy's hat: "in this way, we can find someone to help us fill in the lyrics of a Cantonese song with this song! Use the Cantonese version as the main theme and the Mandarin version as the second main song. In this way, you don't have to worry about it any more! "
This is a good idea. Chen Yijie is nodding. Mao Su has already begun to figure out which master to help fill in the lyrics. There are four great talents in Hong Kong City
"I think I can let Yang Sheng have a try!" Chen Yijie said suddenly.
"Yang Sheng? Is it Muzi ang, the composer of this song? " Mao Su asked in surprise, "does he still know Cantonese?"
"Muzi ang is his stage name. As for Cantonese..." Chen Yijie recalled their conversation that day, because he had no problem communicating with his native language, but he met with a jam in the negotiation. Therefore, he simply talked about Cantonese, and Yang Yi acted as a translator between Mandarin and Cantonese
"Not only will, he is proficient Chen Yijie smiles bitterly, "Yang Sheng, he speaks Cantonese better than many people in Hong Kong City!"
Although Mao Su was still skeptical, Chen Yijie insisted on asking Yang Yi for help. After a phone call, Yang Yi said, "OK, give me one night!"
In fact, Yang Yi agreed to come down because the song itself has a Cantonese version! And it's not less sophisticated than the Mandarin version - are you kidding? What about the words written by Lin Xi! Where to go?
However, Yang Yi did not intend to be too shocking, so she left a gap for the night.
But that's enough to shock the world! Neither Chen Yijie nor Mao Su believed that Yang Yi could fill in a Cantonese Lyric in one night.
But the next day, they foolishly saw an e-mail lying quietly in the computer mailbox. Is it really the lyrics filled in?
"Better not to see?" Judging from the rhyme of the lyrics, the Cantonese lyrics are correct.
But just looking at the name of the song, Chen Yijie and Mao Sumi suddenly felt the heavy weight of the song.
"Try it?" There are still some doubts.
Chen Yijie is very serious: "try it!"
The prelude of piano solitude is the prelude.
"It's inevitable that your head gets wet..." Chen Yijie is worthy of being a singer of super first-line level. Looking at the printed lyrics, he pondered for a while in his heart, and then he sang out the charm that he should have.
"Hong Kong city always clings to the raindrops
riding the morning plane and enduring yawning
just to see you..."
What a surprise? Mao Su's spirit, as if he had been a treasure, but also seriously closed his eyes, carefully taste.
"If you can find a dusty shop, you can't go back to the day you fell in love with..."
The front of the lyrics is relatively flat, in the insipid slowly brewing intoxicating mellow. Finally, it's about to explode.
"Aura has probably been polluted for a long time. Who wants to keep the same for life?" Chen Yijie used a little skill here to sing out the helplessness in the lyrics, as if he was sighing gently.
"The more eager to see each other, and then found that the smile I wanted to see in the middle of the decade was only miss..."
In fact, I don't need to try any more. I'm sure Yang Yi has written an excellent Cantonese Lyric. I'm afraid that the four ghosts can't do better.But now is not the time to evaluate the lyrics.
Maosu closed his eyes to listen, listening to the trace of melancholy, listening to the irretrievable despair, listening to the dull and heartrending sentimentality, unconsciously, tears fall behind the sunglasses.
Still unmarried in his 40s and 50s, he thought of his first love. Although he had been in contact with many women later, the eight years when he was young was the most unforgettable.
Yes, I want to see the smiling face, only miss, only the memory of her, dimple like flowers.
“…… It seems that after a hundred years of waiting, I suddenly understand that even if I meet again, I will perform mature... "
What if I saw it? Two people act naturally to each other, pretending to be calm and ask each other how they are doing recently?
How about seeing it? She has been married to someone else's wife and is no longer the shy girl in his arms.
What's the change? To increase pain and sadness?
Chen Yijie gently spat out the last sentence: "it's better not to see..."
Well
"Miss Mao! Miss Mao I don't know when I heard the song and piano. Chen Yijie's call finally brought maosu back to his senses.
"Miss Mao, what do you think of this song? I like it Chen Yijie was very excited. He said, "is it good to be the main song?"
He coughed twice and said, "yes, very good! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was a word written by a native Hong Kong citizen. But Eason, when you sing, there are a few paragraphs that you haven't dealt with well... "
Mature men can always hide their inner feelings well.
After training Eason, Mao Su went to Hu Yongxiang's office.
"So, how's Eason's new album Hu Yongxiang had a good relationship with maosu, and poured tea for him, smiling and caring.
"No problem, we are basically ready to work. After recording the MV and the last two songs, let's release the album in July." "I can't wait to see Eason's new album selling!" he said with a confident smile
"Oh? So confident? " Hu Yongxiang joked.
"Of course, I have confidence not only in Eason, but also in the composer recommended by your father! Maybe we can hit platinum records Said the millet.
"My father? Oh, you mean Yang Yi Hu Yongxiang's memory is good, although he has a lot of things to manage.
"Yes! Lao Hu, we may have found treasure Take a deep breath. "He's a genius!"
"If I can, I hope that the company will pay more attention to him and investigate him, and sign him with the best contract before other companies find out about him..."
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In the studio of Tianxiang, Hong Kong City, Chen Yijie is sitting in front of the piano, playing with his eyes closed. He dressed casually. I don't know if he is contaminated with Yang Yi's habit. A pair of shorts and a pair of slippers are totally incompatible with his image when he holds a concert.
I don't think it's a long time for the audience to pay attention to it, but I don't need to listen.
"Take your photos, the familiar street..." With his deep voice and intoxicating fascination, Chen Yijie interprets this song more touching.
"Well, it's just a pity. It's a Mandarin song." Next to him, a cool man in a jacket and a cowboy hat shook his head regretfully and said to Chen Yijie, who was still in the aftertaste after singing.
He is the music producer of Chen Yijie's new album, and Mr. Mao Su, deputy director of Tianxiang music. He himself is an excellent songwriter, and he is more popular than many singers.
"Mandarin songs are not impossible. I have sung many Mandarin songs before." Chen Yijie said.
Maosu touched his moustache and said with a smile, "I don't like this song. On the contrary, I think it's very good. Just Eason, you have to be clear about the positioning of your album. The songs in it are all Cantonese, but the main song is a Mandarin song. Will it make both sides not please
Chen Yijie's expression became serious, and he was also aware of the problem.
"If Eason's album focuses on Cantonese songs and includes a Mandarin song, then there's no big problem," Mao said
Chen Yijie thought about it carefully. He shook his head and said, "no, I can't. I don't want to fight for another one."
Compared with other songs, the gap is obvious. If you put "long time no see" at the back, it's easier to dominate.
However, Mao Su thought of a way. He clapped his hands and looked excited under the cowboy's hat: "in this way, we can find someone to help us fill in the lyrics of a Cantonese song with this song! Use the Cantonese version as the main theme and the Mandarin version as the second main song. In this way, you don't have to worry about it any more! "
This is a good idea. Chen Yijie is nodding. Mao Su has already begun to figure out which master to help fill in the lyrics. There are four great talents in Hong Kong City
"I think I can let Yang Sheng have a try!" Chen Yijie said suddenly.
"Yang Sheng? Is it Muzi ang, the composer of this song? " Mao Su asked in surprise, "does he still know Cantonese?"
"Muzi ang is his stage name. As for Cantonese..." Chen Yijie recalled their conversation that day, because he had no problem communicating with his native language, but he met with a jam in the negotiation. Therefore, he simply talked about Cantonese, and Yang Yi acted as a translator between Mandarin and Cantonese
"Not only will, he is proficient Chen Yijie smiles bitterly, "Yang Sheng, he speaks Cantonese better than many people in Hong Kong City!"
Although Mao Su was still skeptical, Chen Yijie insisted on asking Yang Yi for help. After a phone call, Yang Yi said, "OK, give me one night!"
In fact, Yang Yi agreed to come down because the song itself has a Cantonese version! And it's not less sophisticated than the Mandarin version - are you kidding? What about the words written by Lin Xi! Where to go?
However, Yang Yi did not intend to be too shocking, so she left a gap for the night.
But that's enough to shock the world! Neither Chen Yijie nor Mao Su believed that Yang Yi could fill in a Cantonese Lyric in one night.
But the next day, they foolishly saw an e-mail lying quietly in the computer mailbox. Is it really the lyrics filled in?
"Better not to see?" Judging from the rhyme of the lyrics, the Cantonese lyrics are correct.
But just looking at the name of the song, Chen Yijie and Mao Sumi suddenly felt the heavy weight of the song.
"Try it?" There are still some doubts.
Chen Yijie is very serious: "try it!"
The prelude of piano solitude is the prelude.
"It's inevitable that your head gets wet..." Chen Yijie is worthy of being a singer of super first-line level. Looking at the printed lyrics, he pondered for a while in his heart, and then he sang out the charm that he should have.
"Hong Kong city always clings to the raindrops
riding the morning plane and enduring yawning
just to see you..."
What a surprise? Mao Su's spirit, as if he had been a treasure, but also seriously closed his eyes, carefully taste.
"If you can find a dusty shop, you can't go back to the day you fell in love with..."
The front of the lyrics is relatively flat, in the insipid slowly brewing intoxicating mellow. Finally, it's about to explode.
"Aura has probably been polluted for a long time. Who wants to keep the same for life?" Chen Yijie used a little skill here to sing out the helplessness in the lyrics, as if he was sighing gently.
"The more eager to see each other, and then found that the smile I wanted to see in the middle of the decade was only miss..."
In fact, I don't need to try any more. I'm sure Yang Yi has written an excellent Cantonese Lyric. I'm afraid that the four ghosts can't do better.But now is not the time to evaluate the lyrics.
Maosu closed his eyes to listen, listening to the trace of melancholy, listening to the irretrievable despair, listening to the dull and heartrending sentimentality, unconsciously, tears fall behind the sunglasses.
Still unmarried in his 40s and 50s, he thought of his first love. Although he had been in contact with many women later, the eight years when he was young was the most unforgettable.
Yes, I want to see the smiling face, only miss, only the memory of her, dimple like flowers.
“…… It seems that after a hundred years of waiting, I suddenly understand that even if I meet again, I will perform mature... "
What if I saw it? Two people act naturally to each other, pretending to be calm and ask each other how they are doing recently?
How about seeing it? She has been married to someone else's wife and is no longer the shy girl in his arms.
What's the change? To increase pain and sadness?
Chen Yijie gently spat out the last sentence: "it's better not to see..."
Well
"Miss Mao! Miss Mao I don't know when I heard the song and piano. Chen Yijie's call finally brought maosu back to his senses.
"Miss Mao, what do you think of this song? I like it Chen Yijie was very excited. He said, "is it good to be the main song?"
He coughed twice and said, "yes, very good! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was a word written by a native Hong Kong citizen. But Eason, when you sing, there are a few paragraphs that you haven't dealt with well... "
Mature men can always hide their inner feelings well.
After training Eason, Mao Su went to Hu Yongxiang's office.
"So, how's Eason's new album Hu Yongxiang had a good relationship with maosu, and poured tea for him, smiling and caring.
"No problem, we are basically ready to work. After recording the MV and the last two songs, let's release the album in July." "I can't wait to see Eason's new album selling!" he said with a confident smile
"Oh? So confident? " Hu Yongxiang joked.
"Of course, I have confidence not only in Eason, but also in the composer recommended by your father! Maybe we can hit platinum records Said the millet.
"My father? Oh, you mean Yang Yi Hu Yongxiang's memory is good, although he has a lot of things to manage.
"Yes! Lao Hu, we may have found treasure Take a deep breath. "He's a genius!"
"If I can, I hope that the company will pay more attention to him and investigate him, and sign him with the best contract before other companies find out about him..."
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In the studio of Tianxiang, Hong Kong City, Chen Yijie is sitting in front of the piano, playing with his eyes closed. He dressed casually. I don't know if he is contaminated with Yang Yi's habit. A pair of shorts and a pair of slippers are totally incompatible with his image when he holds a concert. I don't think it's a long time for the audience to pay attention to it, but I don't need to listen. "Take your photos, the familiar street..." With his deep voice and intoxicating fascination, Chen Yijie interprets this song more touching. "Well, it's just a pity. It's a Mandarin song." Next to him, a cool man in a jacket and a cowboy hat shook his head regretfully and said to Chen Yijie, who was still in the aftertaste after singing. He is the music producer of Chen Yijie's new album, and Mr. Mao Su, deputy director of Tianxiang music. He himself is an excellent songwriter, and he is more popular than many singers. "Mandarin songs are not impossible. I have sung many Mandarin songs before." Chen Yijie said. Maosu touched his moustache and said with a smile, "I don't like this song. On the contrary, I think it's very good. Just Eason, you have to be clear about the positioning of your album. The songs in it are all Cantonese, but the main song is a Mandarin song. Will it make both sides not please Chen Yijie's expression became serious, and he was also aware of the problem. "If Eason's album focuses on Cantonese songs and includes a Mandarin song, then there's no big problem," Mao said Chen Yijie thought about it carefully. He shook his head and said, "no, I can't. I don't want to fight for another one." Compared with other songs, the gap is obvious. If you put "long time no see" at the back, it's easier to dominate. However, Mao Su thought of a way. He clapped his hands and looked excited under the cowboy's hat: "in this way, we can find someone to help us fill in the lyrics of a Cantonese song with this song! Use the Cantonese version as the main theme and the Mandarin version as the second main song. In this way, you don't have to worry about it any more! " This is a good idea. Chen Yijie is nodding. Mao Su has already begun to figure out which master to help fill in the lyrics. There are four great talents in Hong Kong City "I think I can let Yang Sheng have a try!" Chen Yijie said suddenly. "Yang Sheng? Is it Muzi ang, the composer of this song? " Mao Su asked in surprise, "does he still know Cantonese?" "Muzi ang is his stage name. As for Cantonese..." Chen Yijie recalled their conversation that day, because he had no problem communicating with his native language, but he met with a jam in the negotiation. Therefore, he simply talked about Cantonese, and Yang Yi acted as a translator between Mandarin and Cantonese "Not only will, he is proficient Chen Yijie smiles bitterly, "Yang Sheng, he speaks Cantonese better than many people in Hong Kong City!" Although Mao Su was still skeptical, Chen Yijie insisted on asking Yang Yi for help. After a phone call, Yang Yi said, "OK, give me one night!" In fact, Yang Yi agreed to come down because the song itself has a Cantonese version! And it's not less sophisticated than the Mandarin version - are you kidding? What about the words written by Lin Xi! Where to go? However, Yang Yi did not intend to be too shocking, so she left a gap for the night. But that's enough to shock the world! Neither Chen Yijie nor Mao Su believed that Yang Yi could fill in a Cantonese Lyric in one night. But the next day, they foolishly saw an e-mail lying quietly in the computer mailbox. Is it really the lyrics filled in? "Better not to see?" Judging from the rhyme of the lyrics, the Cantonese lyrics are correct. But just looking at the name of the song, Chen Yijie and Mao Sumi suddenly felt the heavy weight of the song. "Try it?" There are still some doubts. Chen Yijie is very serious: "try it!" The prelude of piano solitude is the prelude. "It's inevitable that your head gets wet..." Chen Yijie is worthy of being a singer of super first-line level. Looking at the printed lyrics, he pondered for a while in his heart, and then he sang out the charm that he should have. "Hong Kong city always clings to the raindrops riding the morning plane and enduring yawning just to see you..." What a surprise? Mao Su's spirit, as if he had been a treasure, but also seriously closed his eyes, carefully taste. "If you can find a dusty shop, you can't go back to the day you fell in love with..." The front of the lyrics is relatively flat, in the insipid slowly brewing intoxicating mellow. Finally, it's about to explode. "Aura has probably been polluted for a long time. Who wants to keep the same for life?" Chen Yijie used a little skill here to sing out the helplessness in the lyrics, as if he was sighing gently. "The more eager to see each other, and then found that the smile I wanted to see in the middle of the decade was only miss..." In fact, I don't need to try any more. I'm sure Yang Yi has written an excellent Cantonese Lyric. I'm afraid that the four ghosts can't do better.But now is not the time to evaluate the lyrics. Maosu closed his eyes to listen, listening to the trace of melancholy, listening to the irretrievable despair, listening to the dull and heartrending sentimentality, unconsciously, tears fall behind the sunglasses. Still unmarried in his 40s and 50s, he thought of his first love. Although he had been in contact with many women later, the eight years when he was young was the most unforgettable. Yes, I want to see the smiling face, only miss, only the memory of her, dimple like flowers. It seems that after a hundred years of waiting, I suddenly understand that even if I meet again, I will perform mature... " What if I saw it? Two people act naturally to each other, pretending to be calm and ask each other how they are doing recently? How about seeing it? She has been married to someone else's wife and is no longer the shy girl in his arms. What's the change? To increase pain and sadness? Chen Yijie gently spat out the last sentence: "it's better not to see..." Well "Miss Mao! Miss Mao I don't know when I heard the song and piano. Chen Yijie's call finally brought maosu back to his senses. "Miss Mao, what do you think of this song? I like it Chen Yijie was very excited. He said, "is it good to be the main song?" He coughed twice and said, "yes, very good! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was a word written by a native Hong Kong citizen. But Eason, when you sing, there are a few paragraphs that you haven't dealt with well... " Mature men can always hide their inner feelings well. After training Eason, Mao Su went to Hu Yongxiang's office. "So, how's Eason's new album Hu Yongxiang had a good relationship with maosu, and poured tea for him, smiling and caring. "No problem, we are basically ready to work. After recording the MV and the last two songs, let's release the album in July." "I can't wait to see Eason's new album selling!" he said with a confident smile "Oh? So confident? " Hu Yongxiang joked. "Of course, I have confidence not only in Eason, but also in the composer recommended by your father! Maybe we can hit platinum records Said the millet. "My father? Oh, you mean Yang Yi Hu Yongxiang's memory is good, although he has a lot of things to manage. "Yes! Lao Hu, we may have found treasure Take a deep breath. "He's a genius!" "If I can, I hope that the company will pay more attention to him and investigate him, and sign him with the best contract before other companies find out about him..." www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
