Chapter 37: 37th

A total of eight songs have passed six, one because the melody collided with other combinations of tunes, and the other because the lyrics are too nasty.
The teenagers respectfully respected the front feet and the director directors and teachers of the producers to say goodbye, and flicked each other's pots in the elevator.
"I said not to shout so many babies in the lyrics--"
"Hey, didn't that song use 4532651? This is a gross crash?"
"Thank you for this lazy low-level mistake."
"Captain, I'm so tired of writing. I really want to take a holiday..."
When the elevator rose to the sixth floor, there was a jingle, and a sunny boy stood blinking at the door.
The six people were silent for a second at the same time, and they stood together and respectfully said: "Senior is good!"
Mixing this circle still has to respect the seniority.
The teenager smiled and waved his hand, walked in and stood in the middle.
He is fifteen years old this year. He is about to debut for a year and his temperament is constantly changing.
Everyone waited silently for the elevator to rise, and at the same time looked at the boy.
"Qi Lin." Xie Lianyun called out: "Are you going to release a new album this year?"
"It's almost done," the teenager was very relaxed. "All English r&b; as planned before."
Bo Jujue asked subconsciously: "You wrote it yourself?"
"Yeah." Qi Lin smiled: "Trying your luck, I don't know what will happen."
The elevator jingled to the tenth floor, and he waved his hands to say goodbye to his brothers: "You have time to play together."
When Qi Lin went away, the elevator continued to rise.
"How was his grade last year?"
"Big explosion." Xie Lianyun pressured Shanda: "There are five albums in one album, and our company supermarket is playing his songs."
"He's only fifteen?" Mei Sheng said unbelievably: "Did he not change his voice?"
"Baby, you are only fourteen." Bo Ju reached out and rubbed his hair: "Calm."
Mei Shengyao has a strong sense of vigor: "We also need to be popular when we debut!"
"Don't worry about the question of whether or not to explode first," Huo Jian is very calm. He presses the elevator button and waits for them to walk into the 17th floor successively, and he ends at the end: "We passed the initial round of audit and entered the formal production stage. Six songs need to be made."
"It's not just writing the lyrics, but also preparing the arrangement and mixing," Xie Lianyun stood in front and opened the door: "We only have three months left."
Everyone shook at the same time and accelerated towards the living room.
"Have a meeting first." Huo Jian knocked on the door frame: "Don't rush to write-Brother Yun, you put the sugar down."
Xie Lianyun's sugar papers were all peeled off, and Yizheng said: "I recently used brains to make up."
"You can drink grain flour." Huo Blade shook his head: "Put the sugar down."
Xie Lianyun pushed the glasses coldly and said: "I should have competed for the post as the captain."
"Then the average weight per person is one hundred and fifty." Bo Juliang said coolly: "It's very good, especially for you."
Ji Ji helped Huo Jian drag the whiteboard out, and a circle of people continued to think about the creative plan afterwards.
"Due in June, all prototypes will need to come out in early May, leaving one month to arrange and modify." Huo Jian wrote quickly, and the writing was free and easy on the whiteboard. It was very handsome: "The first two were killed. , What are we going to do?"
"I think the love song can be two more," Xie Lianyun drank a straw addiction: "At most make another slow song, the other must look for the best and cheerful style."
Long Ji suddenly said: "How about making a war song?"
"War song?" Huo Jian turned to look at him: "You mean?"
"It's different from the nightclub style," Long Ji jumped off the sofa and took the pen to write the keyword next to it: "It is written to everyone in a state of combat...They may be preparing for the exam and rushing through the project overnight."
"For example, my brother is starting a company and starting a company. Every day he meets to write a plan to be busy until three or four in the morning." He said seriously: "If there is a very passionate song to encourage him, he will be more energetic."
"There should be a lot of students listening to the album?" Chi Ji reacted: "Or maybe it's just that in an important stage of life, you need to be inspired to move forward."
"I think it's good," Huo Jian nodded, and wrote a note next to Long Ji's handwriting: "The soundtrack needs great energy."
"How about a piece of electronic music and a piece of symphony." Mei Shengyao laughed: "This is also one of the ways to prove the commercial value and strength of our group. Making music with epic movie pictures is both popular and popular. Classical sense, the effect should be very good."
"I happen to know a buddy who specializes in this." Xie Lianyun suddenly said: "We have no class this afternoon, let's talk to her in the past?"
Xie Lianyun and Mei Shengya are familiar with electronic music, but they still need expert guidance in symphony and harmony.
Huo Jian felt reliable and called Uncle Jiang to report the matter.
"Yes, pay attention to safety when you go out." Jiang Shu was still opening the wine bureau, yawning while covering his mouth: "The driver has gone out, and the spare car key is in the corner of the third floor of your bookshelf, called Long Go to drive."
Huo Houhou reacted afterwards: "Don't Long Ji have been practicing with us last year? He took a driver's license?"
"I took the exam during the New Year this year," the voice of a cigarette came from the microphone: "This kid flew with his dad when he was ten years old. He was stable and trustworthy."
Team Huo quickly handed over the car keys to Long Ji, and the worship in his eyes was undisguised.
"Uncle Jiang told you about your driver's license?" Long Ji curiously said: "I will drive you to you that afternoon."
"Brother," Huo Jian whispered: "You actually can fly a plane..."
"It's a helicopter, there's nothing difficult." Long Jia smiled and helped him move the instrument stand: "Nothing difficult, I want to teach you later."
Huo Jian smiled like a little white wolf with a wagging tail.
They wore a mask to go out collectively, and followed Xie Lianyun's directions to the Shidu Conservatory of Music before long.
"I see if my buddy is here..." Xie Lianyun sat on the co-pilot and stretched out his hand: "Sister Zhu, here!"
A stylishly dressed long-haired woman smiled and waved with them, and got in the nanny car at the school gate.
"Good afternoon, let's go. When I go to the theater, my orchestra will rehearse there."
Long Jiali fell to the ground and turned to play the steering wheel. Huo Jian sat in the second row and handed her water: "Thank you for guiding us."
"Let me introduce, this is Zhu Yin, director of the command department, forty-three this year."
Everyone:! ! !
"You seem to be in your twenties," Chi Ji subconsciously said: "I didn't mean to compliment you..."
"No child, no disaster, no illness." Zhu Yin smiled with pride: "Compliments are fine, I like to listen."
She is one of the main leaders of Shidu Conservatory of Music. She is also responsible for the rehearsal conductor of Shidu Philharmonic Orchestra.
Professor Zhu took them to the private office of the theater. After listening to the general needs, he took out a few books and handed them to Huo Jian, and turned on the computer to demonstrate several common music styles.
Xie Lianyun gestured to the captain with his eyes to collect the arranger textbook, crouched down next to listen to the passionate and magnificent symphony.
"We want to express the grand sense with the tunes of the prelude and chorus," Mei Shengyao has entered the working state, showing her the few demo segments she thought before: "But the arranger may still mix electronic music, Need to retain the popular feeling."
"Traditional musical instruments can be very popular." Zhu Yin turned his chin on his chin: "You want to push your emotions with electronically controlled rhythm, worrying that the violin sound and the piano are too rigid, right?"
Mei Sheng stayed away for two seconds, shrinking to Huo Jian and watching her silently.
This woman is a monster.
Huo Jian sat at the front, his eyes lit up: "What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. Take this demo," Zhu Yin turned a page and stretched his finger to write beat by Mei Shengyao: "If this section is expressed with a triangle iron and plucked string, do you know what the effect will be? "
Everyone froze: "...triangle iron?"
Zhu Yin smiled and said nothing, and led them directly to the hall of the daily rehearsal to explain the situation in two or three sentences.
"I lead a passage, you follow this main ensemble ensemble."
She took over the bow of the chief violinist and raised the bow. The sound of the tough and bright piano was raised and lowered. Several people immediately raised the instruments in their hands to make the brass orchestra resonate with the piano in her hands.
Mei Shengyao's previous short-handed demo became passionate and generous in the dozens of people playing, and the sense of cutting edge and cutting edge was perfect beyond their imagination.
Zhu Yin returned the violin to the chief, picked up the triangle iron wrist and turned.
The metallic sound of the light sound suddenly turned into a countdown footstep sound, as if being chased by a group of ghosts and monsters, and suddenly accelerated forward, or the panic or eager emotions were manifested in the sublime.
The symphony loop repeats and starts to play this section again. She picks up the mallet and stands on the side of the row of bells, and greets the silver bell against the generous music.
This wind chime-like bell sound is not only extremely penetrating, but it instantly renders the ensemble movement with a fantasy and grotesque luster, and listening to it also has infinite charm.
They unknowingly stayed in the rehearsal hall until night.
Xie Lianyun and Mei Shengyao were both inspired by the symphony. They listened to Zhu Yin's explanations while holding up their mad books. Before leaving, they still took notes and waited for the arrangement to continue.
Huo Jian has never touched this field before. Today, he has been making up classes since he entered the door. A large amount of storage space has been opened in his mind to print and store books. Before leaving, he returned the books to the past.
"Several other songs of yours can also come to me if you need help." Zhu Yin waved them with a smile when he sent them to the car: "Xiao Xie has time to take me to play a book, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Pack it on me," Xie Liyun said spiritually: "I'm free when the album is finished."
When Long Jia drove the car and drove them back to the spf, the three sleepers in the back row fell straight over.
Bo Jue hasn't been here for a long time to play the piano. He itched to find someone to ensemble several Bach Chopins. Bo Jue went to the next musical theatre team to visit the class, almost recognized by fans.
Huo Jian, sitting in the passenger seat, was still reviewing the main melody they wrote today. His fingertips rubbed slowly on the staff, and his lips and lips smiled.
This song is so nice.
There is the momentum of splitting the mountains and the sea, there is an unprecedented pride, together with the prelude can control the ears of people, listening to this song to charge and fall into battle, even if the blood is broken and the bones will not be a bit afraid.
There is no provocative nerve-like pleasure produced by a little bit of electronic music, there is a picture, there is tension, there is pulling ups and downs, the moment of the seven musical instruments and Ming Ming can make people's blood boil to the shudder.
"I also like this song very much." Long Jia looked at the change of the traffic lights in the distance and smiled: "The second album can be considered to be a combination of classic and modern style. It must be very popular."
"Yes." Huo Jian and Xie Lianyun said at the same time.
They looked at each other and smiled greatly.
"Most definitely."
-2-
Song writing is cool, drag the crematorium.
Ten songs were finally released and reviewed to enter the comprehensive arrangement stage, and the last two of them could not hold back.
Mei Shengyao wrote that he finally rolled on the carpet with a pillow: "I want pizza, pizza, pizza--"
Xie Liyun was paralyzed on the sofa and said: "I don't want to make music in my life."
Ji Ji squatted beside them to give them two winds: "Wake up, there are still six days to write."
"Chi Ji, you are the devil!!"
They were divided into two groups and attacked at the same time, but either the tone was too vulgar or the words could not fit in. How to toss and how strange.
Bo Jiu wrote that in the end, he entered into a grumpy state, playing Canon at four times the speed of the piano and shaking.
Huo Jian was in a daze holding a stack of books, but Long Ji was knocked off his head by Long Ji: "What does the captain think?"
"I was thinking..." He didn't hold the book for a while, and then stooped to pick up the book and said, "What am I thinking?"
"The captain's brain is down," Mei Sheng Yao protested: "Just Uncle Jiang's time limit is too short! This is not the case!"
"I was thinking..." Huo Jian picked up two or three of the fallen books, and suddenly recovered: "Are you talking about writing lyrics, is it the same as writing poetry?"
"Poems and lyrics have been ancient versions of lyrics for a long time." Xie Rianyun maintained a paralyzed shape and said lazily: "But our album is in a modern and western style, with an ancient style in it. The song will be very incompatible."
"What about Western poetry?" Huo Jian subconsciously said: "We can just write a slow song, add a bit of English lyric?"
"Huo team points to the machine, do you already think of a suitable one?" Bo Jue immediately sat up: "Shakespeare?"
Huo Jian handed him the Sonnet in his arms: "The eighteenth song is the most famous one."
How can I compare you to summer? You are cuter and gentler than it:
Your Changxia will never wither, your beauty will not be lost, and the death is beyond your power.
...
When you live with the time in an immortal poem. As long as there are humans, or people have eyes,
This poem will endure and give you life.
He sat at the table and recite the entire long poem. There was a brief silence in the living room for a few seconds.
"I have reason to think," Xie Liyun said straightly: "You are looking for opportunities to be lazy."
Huo Jian tilted his head to look at him: "No one can question Shawn's writing."
If Shakespeare's words are not moving enough, they have little room for high school students.
"It's very well written... but there are too many adjectives in some places," Bo Jue read through the previous and following pages: "Will it be blocked by the review teacher again with three words of too nauseous?"
"It's time to add English--" Ji Ji thought without hesitation: "He sang the first half, we sang English lyrics in harmony, and used the effect of overlapping and reciprocating in the reprise way."
He jumped off the sofa and put the soundtrack of the musical "Spring Awakening" on the TV, and fast-tracked all the way to the progress bars of "touchme" and "thesongofporplesummer".
"Are you listening to this arranger style suitable for reading poetry?"
Lyrical and gentle, with a long charm and a sense of time and space.
Bo Juqiu beckoned: "Nice, let me repeat it."
Xie Liyun finally sat up and tried to reason with them: "But when writing love songs, we don't..."
Bo Ju looked at Mei Shengyao: "Do you think it's okay?"
Mei Shengyao nodded: "Yes."
Huo Jian carried the door card to change shoes and went out: "I went to ask the Legal Department that this involves no infringement."
Long Ji returned to the room and turned on the computer: "I'm going to find similar adaptations abroad."
Xie Lianyun fell back again.
"...You are so cruel."
I didn't dare to play like this when I was dragging a draft.
It really happened.
The Legal Department did not expect that some trainees would come over and take Shakespeare's poetry collection to adjust the relevant copyright scrolls, and soon gave a positive answer.
Twelve songs have entered the final arrangement stage through the first draft, and spf has also negotiated with the Philharmonic Orchestra to arrange accompaniment recording from July to August.
Zhong Fengyu took the team to accompany them for the adaptation and mixing simulation, and even spent more than half a month in the sound-filling room, wearing headphones every day to wear ear Guo pain.
It was at this node that Uncle Jiang finally appeared again.
He ran the resources and schedule for next year half a year in advance. At this meeting, he called the six group members directly into the nanny car and drove towards the International Exhibition Center.
Huo Jian found that the co-pilot was sitting in Pei Ruye, and wondered: "Teacher Pei is also here?"
"A job for you, practice today, rehearsal tomorrow, and perform the day after tomorrow."
"Work?"
"Yes." Uncle Jiang reached out his sunglasses and whispered coldly: "This weekend, Feng Jin will hold a concert. You go to give her a dance experience and it will be a change of mind."
"Feng Jin?" Mei Sheng Yao subconsciously said: "My dad's sister?"
"Spf's veteran is after the day, she is very good, but it does not mean that you can poke Lou Zi into the wrong steps at her concert." Uncle Jiang turned his head and glanced at the six of them: "This time dance well, familiar with the concert. The lighting of the venue will be scheduled in the second half of the year."
This year Crown is working on an album and signed a confidentiality agreement early in the morning, making it inconvenient to show up on Qingxi Road.
Those songs must be kept strictly melody before their debut, which is regarded as one of the commercial secrets.
He took care of his own cigarette and looked at the scenery passing by the window: "In the second half of the year, I will arrange for you to sing at other senior concerts. By then, I will not be a choreographer for the background board, but I will be serious. Perform independently on the stage and give seniors time to change clothes and drink."
Huo Jian recovered, and responded quickly.
They are really getting closer and closer to their debut.
"By the way, there is one more thing." Uncle Jiang smoked and exhaled slowly: "Your schedule for next year, I have almost finished the arrangement."
He didn't know how many white hair he had been busy this year, and he had to double his workload next year.
"Uncle Jiang... It's only May." Mei Sheng yawned and said: "You are too anxious."
"The time for the debut variety show has already been discussed. You will enter the new spring stage of "I am the King of Newcomers". The recording time will be broadcast on February 1st and February 10th.
"From February to May, we will promote the process of playing songs. Several stages will take turns. We will print variety advertisements in June and July. We will meet in August and arrange album production. We will have a national tour in September. At least four field."
"November to December may have to participate in the celebration of the osc Asian Music Awards, and several other awards are arranged depending on the results."
"Osc awards ceremony!" Xie Lianyun suddenly woke up from a doze: "The crown group must take the crown!"
Huo Jian blinked: "What?"
"There is also "I am the newcomer king"!" Long Ji quickly answered: "Fifi combination champion record has not been broken for nine months?!"
"No," Bo Jue shook his head. "Qi Lin broke the record when he went to the show, but he made a solo debut, and fifi dominates the combo list."
Huo Jian is at a loss.
Uncle Jiang looked at him with a complex expression: "Don't you usually watch variety shows?"
"The captain has read books and practiced the piano after he has finished his work... He only started to browse forums and posts this year." Mei Shengyao helped to solve the problem: "Anyway, the company will give a plan in advance before going on. It's okay."
"You all know that, usually you have nothing to do with him to watch TV." Uncle Jiang told him not to worry, and continued to tell them the matter: "Long Ji had passed the TOEFL test in advance the year before. "
"Bo Jue is a foreigner, with a recommendation letter and internal referral, it should be fine."
"Xie Liyun has eaten this bowl of rice all his life, and he didn't even plan to go to college at all, and my parents and I agreed long ago."
Uncle looked at Huo Jian and Chi Ji, took off his sunglasses and said meaningfully: "You are about to be eighteen."
"Some things must be done, but there is not much time left for you."
Huo Jian realized that he was talking about college entrance examination.
Ji Ji quickly said: "I have been preparing materials for Berkeley."
"Delivered in November, early batches can be interviewed in January next year, it is best to get rid of these things before debuting." Jiang Shujie first said: "Quick battle and quick decision, you are very strong, with Broadway and West End A few letters of recommendation from the person in charge and a card, I think the problem is not big."
He turned to look at Huo Jian, his tone hesitant.
"Captain, I know you don't have too much pressure on this matter, your mind is so good."
Huo Jian has no fear: "Do you want me to take the exam earlier this year?"
Even if he started reading and preparing for the exam now, he would have time.
He was born on September 17th. It is reasonable that he was 18 years old in his third year of high school.
According to the schedule given by Uncle Jiang, they will be at their busiest during the college entrance examination next year.
Not only do you just need to go to various stages and TV programs to sing and dance, but also prepare for variety concerts and new albums.
It is a common practice in the industry to file an exam this year and enter the university, and then go through the procedures to retain the student status.
It's enough to keep an academic background. No one cares about delaying graduation.
"No," Uncle Jiang said meaningfully: "If you accept, I hope you will take the college entrance examination next year."
In the busy schedule of his debut, he took two days to take the college entrance examination.
"I know you don't plan to go to art colleges, volunteers may lean to top2, such as Shidu University."
"As long as you can pass the test, Weibo's hot search will be yours for the whole day."
Xie Lianyun subconsciously said: "Isn't hot search all the rankings that netizens naturally search for?"
This kind of thing is obviously a symbol of a megatrend. How can it be said that there are, and even the duration can be determined? !
"That was when the software just came out last year." Uncle Jiang glanced at him lightly: "It's going to change."
4G signals are being developed and promoted. Mobile phone network users are increasing at an alarming rate. The price of traffic continues to fall every month. It may be cheaper to an incredible extent in the future.
Portals, entertainment forums, and official TV stations have begun to lose their invisible advantages, and the era of national carnival is very likely to come soon.
"Do you think that I haven't even returned to the company in the past six months, just to talk about the resources of a variety of endorsements?"
Pei Ru also sat in the co-pilot's seat without saying a word, playing with the company's director's unique ridicule silver pen, his eyes thoughtful.
Uncle Jiang put his sunglasses back, his tone calm.
"Capital is playing against the rules of the game."
Several entertainment companies are robbing new battlefields, and the game tentativeness of each other over the past few months is more than the sum of previous years.
"team leader."
Huo Jian immediately looked up at him, his knuckles held tightly.
"I know that even if you start preparing this year, there are many things you have to face at the same time."
Uncle Jiang looked at him again, without any reservation.
"Teacher Pei told you, I also need to say it again."
"After entering this circle, everything in you, from appearance, figure, singing, to your private life, test scores, everything may become the target of hype."
The battlefield of the old era stayed on the headlines of TV stations and Entertainment Weekly.
It is very likely to change now, and even the sky will change with it.
The other five looked at them silently, and the car was so quiet that only the muffled sound of the engine.
They didn't expect that Uncle Jiang would count to this point-and they never thought of such things as the college entrance examination as a weight to help the Tiantuan.
Pei Ru also raised his eyes to the rearview mirror and observed Huo Jian's expression at the moment.
"Uncle Jiang still said this to you."
"If you don't want to, prepare well this year, and feel at ease in June, leaving nothing else to do."
"If you are willing to bet, Uncle Jiang and I will give you the team and resources to blog."
Huo Jian can read Jiang Shu's eyes through sunglasses at this moment.
Never be fierce, like a coach sitting behind the scenes.
"Debut in February, college entrance examination in June."
"Your test is not good, there is no chance to overturn in the next few years, the company may not be able to give you a holiday."
The agent's voice was husky and determined, and his vigorous ambition made no secret.
"But as long as you get top2, Weibo's hot search will be your first day."
All the exposure and attention will go to you as much as possible, and it will bring you to the highest point of the trend.
"Huo Jian, do you gamble?"
Huo Jian suddenly laughed.
"bet."
He looked directly at Jiang Shu, his smile sharp at the moment.
"If I don't go, who is the champion of the time?"