Chapter 123
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__________________________
Xiqiao Alley.
At this time, the night was quiet. Yuan Datong was slumbering and Zhang Xiaohua was sitting in front of the computer. He hymned the song "Indifferent" in his head and seriously wrote Yang Kun's songs.
Two hours later, according to Zhang Xiaohua's memory and the help of the arranger software, the score of "Indifferent" was roughly developed. On top of the scores, a series of decimal points and horizontal and vertical lines were drawn around the Arabic numerals. The song samples were written in code, only a fool didn't learn from previous mistakes.
After the completion of the score, Zhang Xiaohua filled in the lyrics under the song. Soon, a new classic was born under his hand.
After printing the scores, Zhang Xiaohua carefully checked it. After feeling satisfied with everything, he got up and stretched out, then walked into the guest bedroom in a good mood, took off his clothes and went to bed.
At 7:00 the next morning, Emma, Xiaohai, Haozi, Jimmy, and Jack came together including Yang Kun, all of them entered into the studio on the second floor. Everyone was full of enthusiasm, looking forward to the song.
Only Yuan Datong's spirit was wilting, looking at Zhang Xiaohua from time to time, his face was full of resentment.
It was no wonder, Yuan Datong was awakened early this morning by this kid who was blasting music at like 5:00 in the morning.
This kid had a perfectly good villa to go back to, but he stuck around making his life miserable.
Now, Yuan Datong was finally fully understanding the meaning of Xu Fengnian's words.
Don't bother looking at this kid's image in the company, once he left the company, he was still the same old shameless Zhang Xiaohua!
Zhang Xiaohua took out the music score prepared last night and distributed it to everyone. In that strict tone, he said: "Our company can't just rely on Ling Ming to make money, so we must train more singers as soon as possible. I will give you the morning make and record the instrumentals for this song. Is there any problem?"
They didn't rush to answer, but instead looked over the scores from the beginning to the end, all of their faces gradually brightened, showing obvious excitement.
For Yuan Datong, it was the same, his original wilting spirit was instantly shaken, his hands were excited and trembling, and his horrified eyes continued to linger on Zhang Xiaohua. He could not believe that Zhang Xiaohua only used one night to compose the entire song.
"I still have something to do, the lyrics are here. Remember, you are all professional musicians, don't let me down." Said Zhang Xiaohua.
They nodded and picked up the instruments they were good at and readied themselves.
Yuan Datong sat in front of the console in a busy manner, he was responsible for tuning and recording and served as the general conductor of the band. The meticulous appearance made Zhang Xiaohua want to laugh.
"You try to memorize the lyrics as soon as possible, familiarize yourself with the melody and wait until the instrumental is made. In the afternoon, you will begin to officially record the song." Zhang Xiaohua said to Yang Kun.
Yang Kun had been an amateur singer since he was 17 years old. He has been working in various bars for ten years as a resident singer to make a living. His 'unique' voice had made his life hard, but he did not give up because he still dreamed of becoming a star.
At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, under the guidance of Zhang Xiaohua, the instrumental for "Indifferent" had been successfully completed.
In fact, the music for this song was very simple, plus Zhang Xiaohua's instructions and Yuan Datong's super-high comprehension ability and accomplishment in music, it was easy to make.
However, this song was mainly highlighted by the singer's voice, and Yang Kun's unique voice fitted the music so perfectly.
At this point, Yang Kun had already cooked the lyrics of this song into his brain. After hours of repeated practice, the vocal range of each stage of the song and the middle and low-pitched parts were fully mastered by him.
Everyone refused to even eat lunch and decided make a run through the whole song.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the recording officially started!
Yang Kun stood in the studio booth, he put on headphones, tried the sound and immediately pointed to Yuan Datong, indicating that he was ready.
Emma and Zhang Xiaohua stood side by side and their energy was concentrated on Yang Kun's body. Until now, everyone still had doubts about Yang Kun.
The next second, under the operation of Yuan Datong, the music slowly sounded out.
After 15 seconds of the music prelude, Yang Kun immediately entered his state, closed his eyes and gently swayed his body, slowly singing with the simple and catchy music...
No matter, who is falling in love with who
No matter, who is left in anguish
Had feelings of happiness but they were short-lived.
Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.
Right or wrong, I have no regrets.
No matter what grievances forgive the world of all their wrongs.
No matter, what happens let it not bother you.
Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.
Right or wrong, I have no regrets.
No matter what grievances forgive the world of all their wrongs.
No matter, what happens let it not bother you.
No matter. Not care. Forgive this world. All of its mistakes.
No matter. I don't care. I don't care.
Together with Yang Kun's singing, everyone was deeply attracted. The vicissitudes and hoarse pitch of his voice was like a key, which instantly opened up everyone's ears, causing all kinds of emotions to flow out like tides, difficult to suppress.
People who haven't experienced bitterness and helplessness couldn't understand this kind of artistic conception, because this was a song for those who had suffered multiple failures before success. It is mixed with entanglement, unwillingness and powerlessness. And this, everyone present had deeply experienced.
Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.
Right or wrong, I have no regrets.
What is perfect?
Let go of yourself
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
Forgive all the things wrong in the world
It doesn't matter
I don't care
Hearing this, Emma couldn't help but cry. Because there were countless nights in which she had cried silently. She had put in a lot of hard work but faced failure over and over again. In the end, she could only force herself to not care, just like the lyrics of this song, facing everything with an indifferent attitude.
She always smiled in front of her family, no one could see the pain in her heart, and this song fully explained her mood at that time.
"It doesn't matter", how much sadness and helplessness was hidden in these words?
They remembered when they first saw Yang Kun at the Rose Bar, he had this exact attitude. In the face of the ridicule and embarrassment of the guests, although he was helpless, he didn't care and continued to sing!
At this moment, everyone had changed the impression of Yang Kun. They admitted that although his voice was different, he was unique in a good sense of the word.
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__________________________
Xiqiao Alley.
At this time, the night was quiet. Yuan Datong was slumbering and Zhang Xiaohua was sitting in front of the computer. He hymned the song "Indifferent" in his head and seriously wrote Yang Kun's songs.
Two hours later, according to Zhang Xiaohua's memory and the help of the arranger software, the score of "Indifferent" was roughly developed. On top of the scores, a series of decimal points and horizontal and vertical lines were drawn around the Arabic numerals. The song samples were written in code, only a fool didn't learn from previous mistakes.
After the completion of the score, Zhang Xiaohua filled in the lyrics under the song. Soon, a new classic was born under his hand.
After printing the scores, Zhang Xiaohua carefully checked it. After feeling satisfied with everything, he got up and stretched out, then walked into the guest bedroom in a good mood, took off his clothes and went to bed.
At 7:00 the next morning, Emma, Xiaohai, Haozi, Jimmy, and Jack came together including Yang Kun, all of them entered into the studio on the second floor. Everyone was full of enthusiasm, looking forward to the song.
Only Yuan Datong's spirit was wilting, looking at Zhang Xiaohua from time to time, his face was full of resentment.
It was no wonder, Yuan Datong was awakened early this morning by this kid who was blasting music at like 5:00 in the morning.
This kid had a perfectly good villa to go back to, but he stuck around making his life miserable.
Now, Yuan Datong was finally fully understanding the meaning of Xu Fengnian's words.
Don't bother looking at this kid's image in the company, once he left the company, he was still the same old shameless Zhang Xiaohua!
Zhang Xiaohua took out the music score prepared last night and distributed it to everyone. In that strict tone, he said: "Our company can't just rely on Ling Ming to make money, so we must train more singers as soon as possible. I will give you the morning make and record the instrumentals for this song. Is there any problem?"
They didn't rush to answer, but instead looked over the scores from the beginning to the end, all of their faces gradually brightened, showing obvious excitement.
For Yuan Datong, it was the same, his original wilting spirit was instantly shaken, his hands were excited and trembling, and his horrified eyes continued to linger on Zhang Xiaohua. He could not believe that Zhang Xiaohua only used one night to compose the entire song.
"I still have something to do, the lyrics are here. Remember, you are all professional musicians, don't let me down." Said Zhang Xiaohua.
They nodded and picked up the instruments they were good at and readied themselves.
Yuan Datong sat in front of the console in a busy manner, he was responsible for tuning and recording and served as the general conductor of the band. The meticulous appearance made Zhang Xiaohua want to laugh.
"You try to memorize the lyrics as soon as possible, familiarize yourself with the melody and wait until the instrumental is made. In the afternoon, you will begin to officially record the song." Zhang Xiaohua said to Yang Kun.
Yang Kun had been an amateur singer since he was 17 years old. He has been working in various bars for ten years as a resident singer to make a living. His 'unique' voice had made his life hard, but he did not give up because he still dreamed of becoming a star.
At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, under the guidance of Zhang Xiaohua, the instrumental for "Indifferent" had been successfully completed.
In fact, the music for this song was very simple, plus Zhang Xiaohua's instructions and Yuan Datong's super-high comprehension ability and accomplishment in music, it was easy to make.
However, this song was mainly highlighted by the singer's voice, and Yang Kun's unique voice fitted the music so perfectly.
At this point, Yang Kun had already cooked the lyrics of this song into his brain. After hours of repeated practice, the vocal range of each stage of the song and the middle and low-pitched parts were fully mastered by him.
Everyone refused to even eat lunch and decided make a run through the whole song.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the recording officially started!
Yang Kun stood in the studio booth, he put on headphones, tried the sound and immediately pointed to Yuan Datong, indicating that he was ready.
Emma and Zhang Xiaohua stood side by side and their energy was concentrated on Yang Kun's body. Until now, everyone still had doubts about Yang Kun.
The next second, under the operation of Yuan Datong, the music slowly sounded out.
After 15 seconds of the music prelude, Yang Kun immediately entered his state, closed his eyes and gently swayed his body, slowly singing with the simple and catchy music...
No matter, who is falling in love with who
No matter, who is left in anguish
Had feelings of happiness but they were short-lived.
Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.
Right or wrong, I have no regrets.
No matter what grievances forgive the world of all their wrongs.
No matter, what happens let it not bother you.
Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.
Right or wrong, I have no regrets.
No matter what grievances forgive the world of all their wrongs.
No matter, what happens let it not bother you.
No matter. Not care. Forgive this world. All of its mistakes.
No matter. I don't care. I don't care.
Together with Yang Kun's singing, everyone was deeply attracted. The vicissitudes and hoarse pitch of his voice was like a key, which instantly opened up everyone's ears, causing all kinds of emotions to flow out like tides, difficult to suppress.
People who haven't experienced bitterness and helplessness couldn't understand this kind of artistic conception, because this was a song for those who had suffered multiple failures before success. It is mixed with entanglement, unwillingness and powerlessness. And this, everyone present had deeply experienced.
Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.
Right or wrong, I have no regrets.
What is perfect?
Let go of yourself
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
Forgive all the things wrong in the world
It doesn't matter
I don't care
Hearing this, Emma couldn't help but cry. Because there were countless nights in which she had cried silently. She had put in a lot of hard work but faced failure over and over again. In the end, she could only force herself to not care, just like the lyrics of this song, facing everything with an indifferent attitude.
She always smiled in front of her family, no one could see the pain in her heart, and this song fully explained her mood at that time.
"It doesn't matter", how much sadness and helplessness was hidden in these words?
They remembered when they first saw Yang Kun at the Rose Bar, he had this exact attitude. In the face of the ridicule and embarrassment of the guests, although he was helpless, he didn't care and continued to sing!
At this moment, everyone had changed the impression of Yang Kun. They admitted that although his voice was different, he was unique in a good sense of the word.
Get Volume 3 Chapter 101-150 for $4:https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Q4VuDwAAQBAJhttps://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07HDH8GRR/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_awdb_t1_U1GNBb1ZZEHD0__________________________Xiqiao Alley.At this time, the night was quiet. Yuan Datong was slumbering and Zhang Xiaohua was sitting in front of the computer. He hymned the song "Indifferent" in his head and seriously wrote Yang Kun's songs.Two hours later, according to Zhang Xiaohua's memory and the help of the arranger software, the score of "Indifferent" was roughly developed. On top of the scores, a series of decimal points and horizontal and vertical lines were drawn around the Arabic numerals. The song samples were written in code, only a fool didn't learn from previous mistakes.After the completion of the score, Zhang Xiaohua filled in the lyrics under the song. Soon, a new classic was born under his hand.After printing the scores, Zhang Xiaohua carefully checked it. After feeling satisfied with everything, he got up and stretched out, then walked into the guest bedroom in a good mood, took off his clothes and went to bed.At 7:00 the next morning, Emma, Xiaohai, Haozi, Jimmy, and Jack came together including Yang Kun, all of them entered into the studio on the second floor. Everyone was full of enthusiasm, looking forward to the song.Only Yuan Datong's spirit was wilting, looking at Zhang Xiaohua from time to time, his face was full of resentment.It was no wonder, Yuan Datong was awakened early this morning by this kid who was blasting music at like 5:00 in the morning.This kid had a perfectly good villa to go back to, but he stuck around making his life miserable.Now, Yuan Datong was finally fully understanding the meaning of Xu Fengnian's words.Don't bother looking at this kid's image in the company, once he left the company, he was still the same old shameless Zhang Xiaohua!Zhang Xiaohua took out the music score prepared last night and distributed it to everyone. In that strict tone, he said: "Our company can't just rely on Ling Ming to make money, so we must train more singers as soon as possible. I will give you the morning make and record the instrumentals for this song. Is there any problem?"They didn't rush to answer, but instead looked over the scores from the beginning to the end, all of their faces gradually brightened, showing obvious excitement.For Yuan Datong, it was the same, his original wilting spirit was instantly shaken, his hands were excited and trembling, and his horrified eyes continued to linger on Zhang Xiaohua. He could not believe that Zhang Xiaohua only used one night to compose the entire song."I still have something to do, the lyrics are here. Remember, you are all professional musicians, don't let me down." Said Zhang Xiaohua.They nodded and picked up the instruments they were good at and readied themselves.Yuan Datong sat in front of the console in a busy manner, he was responsible for tuning and recording and served as the general conductor of the band. The meticulous appearance made Zhang Xiaohua want to laugh."You try to memorize the lyrics as soon as possible, familiarize yourself with the melody and wait until the instrumental is made. In the afternoon, you will begin to officially record the song." Zhang Xiaohua said to Yang Kun.Yang Kun had been an amateur singer since he was 17 years old. He has been working in various bars for ten years as a resident singer to make a living. His 'unique' voice had made his life hard, but he did not give up because he still dreamed of becoming a star.At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, under the guidance of Zhang Xiaohua, the instrumental for "Indifferent" had been successfully completed.In fact, the music for this song was very simple, plus Zhang Xiaohua's instructions and Yuan Datong's super-high comprehension ability and accomplishment in music, it was easy to make.However, this song was mainly highlighted by the singer's voice, and Yang Kun's unique voice fitted the music so perfectly.At this point, Yang Kun had already cooked the lyrics of this song into his brain. After hours of repeated practice, the vocal range of each stage of the song and the middle and low-pitched parts were fully mastered by him.Everyone refused to even eat lunch and decided make a run through the whole song.At three o'clock in the afternoon, the recording officially started!Yang Kun stood in the studio booth, he put on headphones, tried the sound and immediately pointed to Yuan Datong, indicating that he was ready.Emma and Zhang Xiaohua stood side by side and their energy was concentrated on Yang Kun's body. Until now, everyone still had doubts about Yang Kun.The next second, under the operation of Yuan Datong, the music slowly sounded out.After 15 seconds of the music prelude, Yang Kun immediately entered his state, closed his eyes and gently swayed his body, slowly singing with the simple and catchy music...No matter, who is falling in love with whoNo matter, who is left in anguishHad feelings of happiness but they were short-lived.Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.Right or wrong, I have no regrets.No matter what grievances forgive the world of all their wrongs.No matter, what happens let it not bother you.Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.Right or wrong, I have no regrets.No matter what grievances forgive the world of all their wrongs.No matter, what happens let it not bother you.No matter. Not care. Forgive this world. All of its mistakes.No matter. I don't care. I don't care.Together with Yang Kun's singing, everyone was deeply attracted. The vicissitudes and hoarse pitch of his voice was like a key, which instantly opened up everyone's ears, causing all kinds of emotions to flow out like tides, difficult to suppress.People who haven't experienced bitterness and helplessness couldn't understand this kind of artistic conception, because this was a song for those who had suffered multiple failures before success. It is mixed with entanglement, unwillingness and powerlessness. And this, everyone present had deeply experienced.Wrong or right, I can't say absolutely.Right or wrong, I have no regrets.What is perfect?Let go of yourselfIt doesn't matterIt doesn't matterForgive all the things wrong in the worldIt doesn't matterI don't careHearing this, Emma couldn't help but cry. Because there were countless nights in which she had cried silently. She had put in a lot of hard work but faced failure over and over again. In the end, she could only force herself to not care, just like the lyrics of this song, facing everything with an indifferent attitude.She always smiled in front of her family, no one could see the pain in her heart, and this song fully explained her mood at that time."It doesn't matter", how much sadness and helplessness was hidden in these words?They remembered when they first saw Yang Kun at the Rose Bar, he had this exact attitude. In the face of the ridicule and embarrassment of the guests, although he was helpless, he didn't care and continued to sing!At this moment, everyone had changed the impression of Yang Kun. They admitted that although his voice was different, he was unique in a good sense of the word.
