"The main reason I created Mixue Ice Cream is for children and young people to consume."

"This tone is still a little too somber."

The old man slapped his thigh.

"Simple!"

He walked over to the band, picked up a pen and made a couple of corrections. Then he instructed the band members to raise the key of the original piece to make it easier to play.

While this stylistic change didn't quite reach Chet Lam's ideal state, it wasn't too different from the theme song in his mind. The main issue was that the details still needed polishing.

Lin Yifeng suggested that everyone make some minor modifications to the details.

The old man understood Lin Yifeng's meaning and told Lin Yifeng to come back and try again in the afternoon.

At noon, the band leader invited Lin Yifeng out for lunch. The band members ate their boxed lunches while making revisions and offering various suggestions, all in an effort to help the cultural troupe secure this big order.

Not only them, but this time the old man also involved the entire orchestra, absorbing all sorts of ideas from everyone.

When Lin Yifeng returned in the afternoon, he looked at the old man and offered a small suggestion.

"Master Wang, does your band have anyone who can sing English songs?"

This completely baffled Master Wang.

"Huh? Singing in English?"

He looked back at the band's singers, and they all shook their heads.

Their band background is largely in opera, and these days their style is still more inclined towards Russian music. Singing English songs is still a niche genre in China.

It's not that they can't sing, but their singing has a bit of a Russian accent, leaning towards an operatic style.

The regimental commander was also scratching his head and muttering to himself.

"Mr. Lin, you're putting us in a bit of a difficult position."

"In this regard, I feel we need to hire someone from outside to sing."

Seeing that the band had no solution for a long time, Lin Yifeng sighed helplessly.

He only remembered during lunch that the original Mixue Ice Cream theme song was a simple English cover, but the band's adapted version was entirely in Chinese.

Putting aside the melody, the lack of this English part is what makes the whole piece feel a bit strange and doesn't quite match the style of the original.

"Aren't there even any people who can simply read English?"

"I can write the lyrics, it's very simple."

"There are only a few lines, just sing them three times."

As he spoke, Lin Yifeng asked for paper and pen and wrote down the English lyrics from Mixue Ice Cream.

Master Wang was somewhat surprised to see Lin Yifeng write the lyrics so easily and asked him about it.

"Mr. Lin, are you sure you didn't come back from studying abroad?"

"No, they learned all of this on their own. Master Wang, could you take it over and let them take a look?"

Lin Yifeng handed the lyrics to Master Wang.

Master Wang also showed the lyrics to the band members.

The lyrics are indeed simple, with only two lines in total, and the total number of words repeated over and over again is no more than ten.

"I'll go and have them give it a try."

Master Wang frowned and found a few opera singers.

One of the male voices even stated that he could sing Russian operas, but he really couldn't sing in English.

Lin Yifeng laughed and joked after hearing this.

"It's alright, I'll still make you sing it in an operatic style later."

"Do you have anything else you can try?"

After that, several of them came to try out for Lin Yifeng. After all, they were all Russian majors, so it was inevitable that they would have some accents when singing English songs.

The singer that Lam Yat-fung is looking for must have clear pronunciation. Whether the pronunciation is standard or not, as long as the singer can sing clearly and has a crisp voice, that's fine.

This is indeed very difficult; it requires a certain level of singing skill.

The group leader also had a headache looking at the English lyrics in front of him, and he asked Lin Yifeng for advice.

"How about this, you take a look at our adapted song first."

"I'll go look outside tomorrow. If I can't find any, I'll go to a foreign language school and find a few students who study English."

"I'll definitely get this sorted out for you!"

Master Wang also chimed in, agreeing with everything.

"right!"

"If all else fails, let's find some students who speak foreign languages."

"They're experts in this area, so we can teach them when the time comes."

The two of them came up with a solution and smiled broadly.

It was this reminder from the two of them that made Lin Yifeng suddenly realize something.

"Wait a moment, I'll go ask."

"I think I have someone I can use."

After saying that, Lin Yifeng pushed open the door, went into the corridor, and dialed Su Xiu's phone.

The shop owner had just answered the phone when he heard it was Lin Yifeng and greeted him repeatedly.

"Hello boss, what are your instructions?"

Is Susie here?

"Susie? She's receiving you."

"Okay, let her answer the phone."

Lin Yifeng waited patiently, holding his mobile phone.

A moment later, light footsteps approached, and Susie's gentle voice came from the phone.

"Hello boss, what can I do for you?"

Lin Yifeng didn't mince words and asked directly.

"I remember you are bilingual, right?"

"Yes, boss."

"Okay, I'll have someone pick you up in a bit. You can bring that girl who can sing opera with you, both of you."

Lin Yifeng waved to Duan Yusheng's driver, who then took the car keys and went downstairs.

Susie on the other end of the phone paused slightly, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Lin Yifeng contacted her so suddenly that she had no idea what he wanted to talk to her about.

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