Chapter 97: Shocked composer

　　 In a private club in the second ring road of Zhonghai City.
　　 This private club is a very high-end company in the entire China Overseas Entertainment Circle. Almost all the people who can come here are the big names in the circle. In short, it is not recognized as the first-class, and there is no qualification to enter here.
　　 And there is a very unique room in this private club, with a patio in the center and a large area of ​​glass on the top. The sun is shining directly into a deep pond in the middle.
　　 There are fish in the pond, red carp.
　　 There is tea on the wall, the best West Lake Longjing.
　　There are purple bamboo wicker chairs, primitive stone benches, and a woman playing the guzheng outside. It is no exaggeration to say that there is absolutely no tackiness in it.
　　In this room, there are two middle-aged men sipping tea.
　　 The man on the left hand side is about forty years old. He is very ordinary. He wears eyes and a small beard. How do you say that, you know that he is an artist.
And this man who looks like an artist is indeed a real artist—Bai Yaning’s lyricist and composer, the most famous lyricist in the industry, teacher Ning Weidaning, many of her popular songs are from Ning Weida's hand.
Opposite Ning Weida, the middle-aged man is about forty-five or sixteen years old. He is in suit and leather shoes. His face is red. He can drink tea and chat with Ning Weida. The identity of this middle-aged man is naturally unusual. He is the editor-in-chief of Kuge Music. Zeng Wenhui.
"Lao Ning, can't you really help?" Zeng Wenhui took a sip of tea, and said depressed: "You don't know, I'm overwhelmed with the theme song collection these days. I'm also doing cool songs. I have been the editor-in-chief of music for so many years. During this period of time, I have received 500 or 600 submissions, and none of them met the requirements."
　　 "Understandable," Ning Weida nodded, "This is also the first time I have encountered such a difficult song. Not only requires masculinity, but also has to be gentle at the same time. It is not easy."
　　 "Who said no."
The two drank another sip of tea. Suddenly Ning Weida's cell phone rang. He picked it up and looked, and suddenly became curious: "Miss Ice Concubine?" Quickly connected: "Hey, it's Miss Bing Concubine...Well, now It’s okay, I’m drinking tea with Lao Zeng...What?! Is there such a thing? That song is ready?! Wang Hao? Never heard of...It’s really fake? Okay, it just happened that I was away from you. Not far away, okay, I will be there in ten minutes."
　　 "It was Miss Bingfei's call just now?" Zeng Wenhui took a sip of tea and curiously asked: "What's the situation, the song is ready? Are you leaving?"
"You may not believe it," Ning Weida lighted a cigarette and took a sip, "Miss Bingfei said that the song has been made, but only the lyrics and the tune, but no score. So she asked me to get the score. come out."
　　 "Is there such a thing?" Zeng Wenhui asked in confusion: "Ms. Ya Ning said, what is that person's name? Wang Hao? Not those big lyricists in the circle?"
"There are no music scores. How could it be those wrists?" Ning Weida took another breath, then stood up and said, "I don't know what the quality is, but it doesn't matter. Miss Bingfei rarely speaks, even if If it's a piece of rubbish, you have to help her get this score, right? How about it, do you want to go and see it with me?"
"Forget it," Zeng Wenhui shook his head and said, "What good songs can someone who doesn't even have a reputation, you have to go, I won't waste this time. Speaking of which there is a bar nearby that is not bad, I will go Look for inspiration."
　　 "You old bastard," Ning Weida scolded with a smile: "You went to see pole dancing for inspiration, right?"
　　 Zeng Wenhui shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Why is it so direct?"
　　……
　　 At this time, Bai Yaning and the three stayed in the No. 1 recording studio, constantly playing back Wang Hao's song "Rainbow Clang Rose".
　　 "Long wait," Ning Weida asked as soon as he opened the door, "Where is the song, let me listen to it?" Although he came quickly, he was still reluctant in his heart.
　　 After all, as a professional music producer, there is still the kind of arrogance that belongs to the artist—especially because this song was written by an unknown stranger, so in fact, he came here mainly to give Bai Yaning face.
　　 As for the quality of the song, he actually didn't report too much hope, just get a score, the meaning is almost the same.
　　 "Here," Bai Yaning took out a USB flash drive: "Teacher Ning, please listen first."
　　 Ning Weida took the USB flash drive: "Okay, I'll listen first."
　　 He plugs the USB flash drive into the computer at will, and immediately starts playing.
　　 Soon, Wang Hao's slightly hoarse voice came out.
　　 "All the good things are just being intoxicated yesterday, and a touch of bitterness is the taste of today~EbookFREE.me~Think about the sun and the wind tomorrow, no matter how bitter and tired, there is no fear."
　　 Just after hearing a few sentences, Ning Weida muttered: "This level is too bad, right?"
　　 I have to say that Wang Hao’s singing is really not very good, at best he is a KTV player, especially since it is a cappella, so the effect is definitely not good without asking.
　　 The singing continues...
　　 "The pain on my body makes it hard for me to fall asleep, and the road under my feet is more tired."
　　 "Chasing dreams is always a thousand turns, and face it calmly without complaint or regret."
　　Ning Weida didn't care much when he first heard the beginning. After all, most people who can make good songs will sing better, and there are very few such bad songs.
　　 But after listening, he could hear the smell.
　　 Ning Weida finally got a little serious: "This is... a bit interesting!"
　　 "Wind, rain, rainbow, sonorous rose, no matter how sad it is, no matter how painful it is to bear."
　　 "Wind, rain, rainbow, sonorous roses, and the world will never retreat."
　　 After all the songs were sung, Ning Weida was completely stunned!
Strictly speaking, music knows no borders, and music is extremely difficult to judge which is better or worse. After all, everyone’s tastes are different. Some people like saliva songs that are easy to understand, and some people like deep ones. There is no alternative.
　　 But Ning Weida is a senior music producer after all, and he has his own unique set of assessment standards for music.
　　 This set of standards can be said that if a song can reach more than 60 points, then the song has the qualifications for fire, and it will basically be widely circulated if it reaches more than 70 points.
　　 And for the song Bai Ya Ning played just now, Ning Weida’s score is at least 80 points!