"Nice to meet you again, Teacher Li." Yang Caiqian looked at Li Changle with a smile on his face. Although Li Changle was a generation younger than him, in his opinion, the title of teacher was absolutely worthy of her.
When Yang Caiqian saw the lyrics of Qingping Tune, he almost knelt down to read it. He could only say that this young man was amazing. That was not all. He also went to learn about Li Changle's other situations.
Wow, he wrote two phenomenal novels and has unparalleled poetic talent. One is about lovesickness and the other is about Qingping Diao. He is almost the most dazzling genius in the Chinese poetry world today. The key is that he can also write songs. The songs he writes are just like his novels and poems, every one of them becomes a hit.
This was the first time Yang Caiqian had met such a young man. Last time, he felt that he could still regard Li Changle as his elder on the grounds of his rich experience. Now, he just felt that he was marrying above his station by treating them as peers.
"You can't use Teacher Yang. Just call me Changle." Li Changle waved his hands quickly. He was so young and didn't like being called teacher.
"Your song really makes me admire you so much. In one word, it's amazing!" Yang Caiqian gave Li Changle a thumbs up.
Li Changle felt a little embarrassed when he heard what Yang Caiqian said. He was just a porter. It would be better to leave these compliments to Li Taibai and Cao Junhong.
Li Changle smiled awkwardly. Facing a man like Yang Caiqian who had real talent and knowledge, she also admired him. She immediately waved her hand and quickly asked Yang Caiqian to stop praising her.
Yang Caiqian's impression of Li Changle was really getting better and better. The young man was talented, not arrogant or impatient, and treated people calmly. He was still wondering why he had never heard of this person before, and didn't know where he came from.
"Don't be polite, you two. Recording a song takes a lot of time, so hurry up."
Chen Baozhu rudely interrupted the two people's business flattery, and they didn't have much time left.
To record the song, Wang Siyi had to rush to Beijing for several rehearsals. This gala was obviously of a very high standard. Furthermore, it was being broadcast live online, so if anything went wrong, no one would be held responsible.
Once this matter is handled, Wang Siyi's popularity will rise to a new level and will directly take off. If she makes a mistake or sings badly, it is not impossible that she will be criticized by the entire network.
In fact, for Wang Siyi and Li Changle, Chen Baozhu's worries were completely unnecessary, because Wang Siyi had been singing the song Qingping Diao for more than half a month, and Li Changle was tired of listening to it.
Inside the recording studio, Li Changle, Yang Caiqian and others were standing outside the studio, all looking at Wang Siyi in the studio. Wang Siyi closed her eyes slightly and sang softly. Qingping Diao was very familiar to her.
Li Changle had already explained to her how to control emotions, pronounce words, punctuate sentences, and change tones. Accompanied by the soft and melodious accompaniment, everyone was mesmerized.
Li Changle had always listened to the piano version of Qingping Diao before. Although it was also very nice, the piano was the only instrument and it was quite simple. Now with the complete arrangement, Li Changle felt that Wang Siyi's singing of Qingping Diao was no less than that of the two divas.
After finishing the song, Wang Siyi strolled out of the recording studio leisurely. She thought that today's task should have been completed, and there was no need to sing it again. She was really too familiar with the song.
"The recording is over, let's go." Wang Siyi said lightly.
Yang Caiqian felt that he was just a bystander, and was more shocked by Wang Siyi's talent. He had long known that Wang Siyi was very talented in singing and had a very high singing quotient.
He felt it when he recorded "Hong Dou" last time, but "Hong Dou" was also recorded several times. This time, he sang "Qing Ping Diao" in one go, which shocked him. After all, compared to "Hong Dou", the lyrics of "Qing Ping Diao" are more difficult to sing, and the difficulty of expressing emotions is no less than "Hong Dou".
If Li Changle knew what Yang Caiqian was thinking, she would just laugh it off, and might even say something on behalf of Wang Siyi, saying, "There's no such thing as a genius. I just use the time others spend drinking coffee to sing."
"Is the recording finished?"
Chen Baozhu was astonished. She had previously thought that recording this song might take at least one day, and if there were any problems it might take several days. However, she didn't expect that it would be done in one go, and the key point was that no one present could find any fault with it.
The moment Wang Siyi turned her head, she winked at Li Changle, as if asking, "How was my singing?"
Li Changle felt like he was electrified. This woman was so unfair. She sang so beautifully, was so pretty, and it would be a shame if she didn't become his wife.
Wang Siyi responded with two blinks. Yang Caiqian happened to see this scene and his mouth twitched slightly. There is a story behind this young couple.
But on second thought, there is nothing wrong with it. No wonder Li Changle only writes songs for Wang Siyi. The man is handsome and talented, and the woman is beautiful and can sing. These two are a perfect match. It would be unjust if they are not together.
Yang Caiqian was not a talkative person, so he pretended not to notice that he had accidentally discovered the relationship between Li Changle and Wang Siyi. He silently glanced at Chen Baozhu and sighed. Other people's love was so sweet, why was his own love so bitter?
As soon as Wang Siyi and his group stepped out of the Xinyi Interactive Entertainment building, Chen Zhiyuan and Su Yanying arrived at the recording studio where they had been.
Today he received news that a man named Li Xiaoyao would come to Xinyi to participate in the recording of Wang Siyi's new song. He rushed over in a hurry right after the meeting, but when he saw the empty recording studio, three question marks popped up in his head.
"Where are the people?"
It seemed like he was talking to himself, but also like he was talking to the recording room inside the studio.
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