Chapter 614: Shocking humming (2/4)
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House Dad’s Literary Life
- Happy Family
- 1409 characters
- 2021-02-11 01:46:11
The arrival of the family did not bring too much change to Yang Lan’s life. After all, everyone is taking care of Murphy. To say that there really is change, that is, Yang Lan can be a little more relaxed. There are Dong Yuexi and Zheng Shuyi, and Yang Lan can go out and deal with some of his own work.
For example, the recording of the theme song of "Soldier Assault".
With the help of the professors of the School of Classical Music of Jiangcheng Communication University, he has already recorded the original sound of instrumental music. Today, Yang Lan is in his studio, receiving the Jiangcheng choir invited by the assistant deputy director Pang Bodong. Bass singers.
After receiving the lyrics handed over by Yang Lan, they looked at each other and couldn’t help but ask: "What language is this? It is not English, nor is it French..."
Some bass singers still know French.
Yang Lan explained to them: "This is not a language, but a chorus that matches the temperament. It is like an unconscious nightmare in chaos. It is just to let you understand the singing of these syllables. I am marked as identifiable. Letters."
This is true, the original song has no serious lyrics.
However, Yang Lan tried, there is no chorus of human voices, this song is like the lack of a general soul, and with these meaningless voices singing, the majestic music seems to be sublimated again, just like the ascension of the immortals There are more shrouds on the road...
The descriptions of many languages are pale. The bass singers of the Jiangcheng Choir are looking suspiciously at Yang Lan. If they don't know the identity of Yang Lan and the relationship behind Pang Bodong, they must think that Yang Lan is joking. Of course, even with these, they still don't believe that Yang Hao, a creator of pop music, can write complex symphonies.
However, too much explanation, Yang Lan used the other parts that have been recorded, and they sang in person to give them a direct demonstration.
In fact, when they heard the beginning, they were already shocked by Yang Hao. The steady rhythm at the beginning, and the roaring drums, gave them a sense of oppression of the army and the roar of artillery.
And this rhythm is getting more and more urgent, and it sounds like it feels like a beast is waking up. It seems to be screaming and clawing. It seems that the original cockroach can't imprison it anymore. At any time, it will break out.
Suddenly, Yang Lan began to sing.
It was just a low-pitched "squeaky" call, accompanied by melody, followed by the rhythm of the drum, and raised the tone one after another.
"Hey, screaming and shouting..." I don't know why, listening to it, they feel that they have become the beast, no, they should be mad warriors, and they can't wait to rush to the battlefield to kill.
"in_noreni_per_i_pe...in_noreni_o_ra..." Finally, Yang Lan’s so-called unconscious sing began, and the sober bass singers looked down at the lyrics in their hands and found that they were indeed pronounced, but they did not seem to follow the above. Similarly, the boundaries between vowels and consonants, notes, and notes seem to have been broken!
Accompanied by the original melody, this piece suddenly becomes majestic and tragic, and the strong emotions contained in it are hard to feel, and almost burst into tears.
It is moving, and it may be awe-inspiring.
Now, no one dares to despise this "young" young man.
Although he is only in his thirties, his work...
"I have to say that your work is so wonderful, very very good, sorry, I have never thought of a better adjective to describe my inner shock! Even we all feel that our suspicions are just funny, very sorry. After singing, the head of the choir sent his most sincere apologies to Yang Lan who came out of the studio.
"Don't say this, we work together to make this music shocking people. I need your help, all the help of the bass singer, your voice is also the soul of this song." Yang Lan smiled in disapproval.
I am very honored to be involved in the recording of this work!
the head of the choir said with a red face. He turned his head and looked at his own members.
I have given me the spirit to learn. I can’t just say Do your best, but be sure to do the best, the ultimate!"
Don't think that this is very simple, let the pronunciation of more than a dozen people correct, then let them blur themselves, and let them all sing, a dozen people sing like a person, this is not a very simple thing.
Even though the choir people have cooperated many times, they have already had a certain degree of tacit understanding, but when they arrive at the studio, they wear soundproof headphones and sing around the microphone. The monitors that can be carefully listened to outside can still hear. Subtle gaps.
The humming on the stage, this subtle drop can be allowed, but recorded as a song that can be heard alone, this drop is awkward.
Repeated tossing, this music recording took Yang Lan and the choir bass singers for three days, but eventually recorded a satisfactory version of Yang Lan.
The rest is the final music production. Yang Lan also has a special recording studio at home. He can continue working at home.
Of course, Yang Lan came to the company, not just busy with these jobs. He also talked with Mo Xiaojuan about the auction work of Zhongxing. Yang Lan gave Mo Xiaojuan the maximum amount of 260 million yuan to let her and Xiaoai At the end of this month, attend the bank's auction for yourself.
After the money was deducted from the money bought by Lanzhou Kai, all the funds left by Yang Lan could be used. After buying the production of Zhongxing and throwing away the assets of the original TV drama project, he can also withdraw some liquidity to the Sahara Publishing House or else he can only wait for his own copyright income next month.
If 260 million still can't buy Zhongxing, there is no way for Yang Lan to start an alternative plan, so that Mo Xiaojuan can dig people, but then he may not be able to get together a production team.
Yang Lan did not want to come out because his goal was too obvious. Yang Lan did not want this variety show production company to be labeled by the reporter from the very beginning, plus this money is indeed quite a lot, a small songwriter, The best-selling authors can have 260 million. After the entertainment reporters know, they will definitely enjoy their own fascination.
In addition to financial support, Yang Lan also transferred his own negotiating team from Sahara Publishing to Mo Xiaojuan. These people can be used in legal consultation, information investigation, business strategy provision, or some small means of not getting started. Help me get Mo Xiaojuan.
It is worth mentioning that during this period, Yang Lan also received a call from Yan Jie.
Less than five days after the release of Impulse Punishment, Yan Jie has already reached the top of the best-selling list of new songs, and its scores are amazing, exceeding the third half of the data, presumably it is still topping the list. Can last for a long time.
Yes, the second place that was not mentioned is Yang Lan and Murphy’s "You want to marry me today", because this song will soon pass the new song deadline, down from the list, but have to say, " Impulsive Punishment really surpassed it and began the "dynasty" belonging to Yan Jie.
Yang Lan did not care about this, and Jie Jie did not want to show off this call. He wanted to be grateful to Yang Lan. You must know that "Little Three" and "That Night" all rushed into the top ten, but there has never been a hope of reaching the top. I hope that for a long time, I can finally achieve my own transcendence, and he will cry so much!
"Those experts say that I can sing this song, it is impossible to succeed, but I want to prove it to them, I am successful! Thank you, boss, without your help, my Jiejie is still a third-rate joke. Little entertainer! I can finally hit their faces!" Yan Jie was excited and incoherent.
"Just this little achievement, let you float away?" Yang Xiao smiled and poured a cold water on Yan Jie.