Chen Feng didn't know about Ou Junlang and Meng Xiaozhou's private discussions and plans.
But Ou Junlang's selfishness and Chen Feng's desire to attract more funds did not conflict, but complemented each other.
Chen Feng saw that the lazy Ou Junlang suddenly became diligent, and his round face almost turned into an oval in the shape of an egg. It was really miserable.
In the next few days, Ou Junlang flew all over the country, sometimes even had to watch three variety shows a day. When he was free on the plane, he would either watch acoustic video teaching materials on a tablet computer or read a large book.
Fatty originally thought that he would give up soon, or even change his hobby, but before he knew it, time flew by, and before he had time to feel tired, six days had passed in a flash.
When Ou Junlang finally got the printed document with the lyrics and complete music score from Chen Feng, he was almost excited to tears.
Until this moment, he gradually realized that his love for music was not just talk, nor was it an excuse to escape boring schoolwork.
Although I, Ou Junlang, am lazy and even my body and health management are a mess, but when it comes to things I really like, I will definitely be as hardworking as others!
Chen Feng was also shocked by Fatty's fierce and intense work attitude these days, and said with emotion: "No wonder you are not suitable for managing a company. Maybe sometimes you don't even know how much you like singing. A person always stands in a position where he has neither talent nor hobby, and shoulders such a big responsibility. Even if he works hard, it will be useless in the end."
Ou Junlang was at a loss, "Master, what did you say?"
"It's nothing, go ahead. Take a good rest first, and we'll start practicing singing tomorrow. Look at you, your trousers look too big. Please buy yourself a set of suitable clothes, don't lose face as a second-generation rich man. Look at the second and third generations of those billionaires in Europe and America, each one is more handsome than the other. Look at your dad, he's so handsome that he can almost kill housewives. As a son, you've ruined the looks your dad gave you, don't you have any sense of shame?"
Ou Junlang was so angry that he covered his face and cried, and ran away like a wolf.
I'm a rich kid, but is it wrong for me to be approachable?
Look at the flesh on my face, how cute and approachable!
Is there any master who tramples on his disciple's dignity like you?
After sending Fatty away, Chen Feng went to the recording studio that had just been built in the company, and together with the music producer who had just been hired from outside at a high salary, he put on monitoring headphones and listened to Qin Lu practicing singing.
Qin Lu's opportunity was won by her own efforts and the art of flattery, as she always wanted to give birth to a child for Chen Feng and stood up to help Chen Feng clarify his position at a critical moment.
But it cannot be denied that Qin Lu's ability was good, otherwise Chen Feng would not have easily agreed to let her sing a demo for him.
But as a relative, Chen Feng was extremely demanding on the quality of the songs, even to the point of being picky and almost inhumane.
You can't blame him for being too strict. It's because he has the original song in his mind and can compare it with the previous and the next. He can tell whether it's good or not as soon as he listens to it.
Ever since Chen Feng entered the recording studio, the music producer with a very high reputation in the industry couldn't help but put half of his attention on Chen Feng.
This producer is not famous for his creative talent. He is proficient in understanding the creator's ideas and helping the singer to constantly adjust his singing and pronunciation.
His grasp of pitch and rhythm ranks among the top in the industry.
At this time, the producer was also curious about how capable Mr. Chen Feng, a genius creator who has been known as a unique one for decades, is.
"Well, please go in and ask Qin Lu to sing all ten songs. It's been three days. As a professional singer, she should be able to sing them well, right?"
Chen Feng waved to the producer.
The company has hired too many new people recently, and he didn't have time to get to know them one by one, so he couldn't even remember the names of many people.
The producer felt a little unhappy. After all, he was a big name. Although he couldn't compare with you, he should have his own name.
But no matter how unhappy he was, after all, he was paid a lot of money, so the producer stood up obediently.
But he still couldn't help but retorted, "Although she has practiced almost every song, if you want to practice with her, Teacher Chen, you should still practice them one by one, right? Too many at a time, and you may not listen carefully."
Chen Feng shook his head, "Just do what I say. Oh, by the way, don't tell her that I'm listening too, so as not to make her nervous."
"Okay, Teacher Chen."
The teacher's pronunciation was particularly heavy.
Chen Feng could understand the other party's resentment.
In the normal thinking of people, perhaps his request seemed unreasonable.
No matter how strong the producer is, it is impossible for him to fine-tune ten songs at a time.
But Chen Feng would not explain to him, it would be a waste of words, and time was very precious.
An hour later, Qin Lu walked out.
Seeing Chen Feng outside, she screamed in surprise, "Ah! Teacher, why are you here?"
She now began to learn to call Chen Feng directly Teacher. She
seemed closer than others, but not too much.
Chen Feng sat on the chair, with a stern face and crossed his hands, "Your progress is too slow, I am very dissatisfied."
In addition to the personal relationship, Chen Feng chose Qin Lu because of her talent.
Her mezzo-soprano voice is unique, but when high notes and explosive power are needed, her voice can basically handle it.
And she has a good degree of restoration of songs, which makes her a perfect vehicle for transforming the songs that Chen Feng moved over into results.
Chen Feng will give her a lifetime of wealth, so he will naturally have strict standards and high requirements for her.
Qin Lu shivered with nervousness.
The other producer beside her remained calm.
Chen Feng asked, "Do you have a recorder?"
The producer replied, "Yes."
"Okay, from now on, record every word I say next. Qin Lu, you can slowly digest it on your own afterwards. I will only guide you personally this time. Whether you will become a dragon once you get into the wind and clouds, or end up with nothing, it all depends on how hard you work next."
After speaking, Chen Feng took a deep breath and began to explain word by word at an astonishing speed.
"In the first sentence, your note is too high. The emotion at the beginning of this song is very gentle, just like a stream flowing slowly through the forest, giving people a feeling of orchids in the valley. So, your breath should be slightly prolonged here, and your ending tone should not be so abrupt, suppressing the sound of the zither..."
"Your pronunciation here is a little unclear, and there should be a breath that is retracted when singing..."
"For this sentence, the normal ending tone is to quickly drop the hammer, quickly retract, and lower the key, but you can't handle it like this here..."
About an hour later, Chen Feng let out a long breath and stood up, "Okay, I'll stop here. Next time, I want to listen to the finished master tape directly."
He said no more and left quickly.
In the recording studio, Qin Lu and the producer looked at each other in silence.
Qin Lu was fine, she was criticizing herself.
The producer felt that everything he had learned in his life had almost come to nothing.
In the art world, it is said that there is no highest peak.
After climbing a mountain, you can definitely see a higher mountain.
But he felt that Chen Feng had reached a level that he could not understand at all.
No wonder Chen Feng did not show any signs of decline after becoming famous overnight, and his personal influence in the music circle continued to rise like a rocket.
What a terrifying sharp mind, what an amazing memory, what a terrifying musical sense and professional accomplishment!
Too strong!
After finishing the work here, Chen Feng went back to his office without stopping and began to sort out the script outlines of the popular science fiction films in the early 21st century that he had watched a thousand years ago.
He had a strong memory, but unfortunately he could not find the complete script in the database, so he could only restore the plot slowly by himself.
He could remember all the plots and scenes, but to put the plots and scenes on paper again involved another professional field, script writing.
In the previous future timeline, he had already seen how he suffered a tragic failure in his later years due to his stubbornness. This time, Chen Feng did not plan to do everything himself.
He would give the plot outline to Meng Xiaozhou and ask him to hire professionals to continuously improve the script. In the end, he would personally change the final version of the script once or twice.
When the filming is really about to start, he would follow the filming from time to time and strictly check it, striving to completely restore those popular movies.
Unfortunately, none of these subsequent things can be completed within a month. Chen Feng only plans to complete the preliminary work, then write it down, write it into the must-execute bag, leave it for the self in this timeline to open in the future, and then execute it.
When he goes to a thousand years later next time, he will naturally see whether the effect is good or bad.
Writing is really torturous. Just transferring the outlines of several science fiction films took him nearly half a month. He deleted and revised, striving for accuracy. The finished product must be faithful, elegant and elegant, to avoid the future generations from perfecting the complete script and being too far away from the level he wanted.
Afterwards, Chen Feng started his second high-speed and unscrupulous crazy creation.
In four days, he wrote nearly 30 songs in total.
Well gushing is not enough to describe his state, it is simply a volcanic eruption.
This batch of classic songs he brought out not only includes many popular Chinese and English songs from 2000 to 2050, but also tried to bring out several new style masterpieces from 2050 to 2100.
Counting the four famous songs from the second half of the 21st century that he had inserted into Ou Junlang's second album, he made a total of ten songs that were supposed to appear in front of the world fifty years later, but were born today.
He was doing things more and more recklessly.
Chen Feng already knew that his actions were brewing the Renaissance, so he just brewed a bigger and more fierce one.
He wanted this Renaissance to erupt more violently.
The influence of the Renaissance was by no means limited to the literary and artistic circles, but it was named so because it started from there.
The essence of the Renaissance is actually a kind of ideological and cultural movement that surged with thoughts and eventually triggered a domino effect.
What was shaken was thought, and the changes in the thoughts of everyone bathed in the tide of the Renaissance.
It is a wave of creativity in the art world that explodes rapidly in a short period of time, and eventually triggers all industries and disciplines to move forward in all directions.
Art is infectious.
This infectious power will involve all aspects and make people's spiritual attributes stronger.
When the renaissance gradually emerges, people are easily influenced by better works of art, and they can't help but want to make their own lives and this era more perfect. What
the Renaissance wants to awaken is people's enterprising spirit, creative spirit, and the spirit of seeking knowledge that respects science and reality more.
From a historical perspective, the Renaissance is a gift from the universe to human civilization.
Considering the entire civilization as an individual cultivator, the Renaissance is the realm of enlightenment that this cultivator can only encounter in his lifetime.
In today's era, with the increasing popularity of information society, too much redundant information has filled people's lives and occupied people's precious time.
Soap operas, low-quality variety shows, crudely made bad movies that only satisfy sensory stimulation, deliberately packaged idol personas...
These things are under the guise of entertainment and recreation, but in fact they are always harming people's lives.
If a star forgets to bring toilet paper, it can be bought into a hot search, make the front page headlines, and appear on the Weibo of many ordinary people.
Every second a person sees this kind of waste information, it will poison the progress of mankind.
It's like a chronic poison. When the toxicity gradually deepens, it will slow down the pace of civilization.
Human beings have been carrying a heavy burden. This burden comes not only from the resistance of nature, but also from wars and diseases. It also comes from the poisonous information created by some people who have lost their conscience in pursuit of profit. It
is precisely because of the prevalence of this garbage information that in the 21st century, human beings no longer have the soil for another literary and artistic renaissance.
Bad money drives out good money. Too many talented artists have not had time to complete their germination, but have died in the womb because of the creators' own poverty.
People always have to eat.
Painters have become painters.
Writers have become joke makers and self-media arrays.
Musicians have become scissor hands who focus on plagiarism.
Everything has become irreversible and there is no way to turn the tide.
If there are no other interfering factors, it may take hundreds of years for mankind to wake up from this vain and poisonous dream, and feel heartbroken, sigh, grit their teeth, and despise the "ancients" who wasted their time hundreds of years ago.
Fortunately, there is Chen Feng in this era.
He didn't think so much before, but now he has to think about it.
So he does it himself.
He wants to use his shameless plagiarism that violates his conscience and integrity to expose all the fake stars and fake artists who waste their time and live behind fake personalities.
He wants to force everyone to keep up with his pace and rhythm.
From now on, if you don't work hard to create and improve yourself, and think that you can buy a hot search by just writing a song, and you can keep the heat by just doing something, the good days are over!
He will rely on his own strength, using music as the source, to forcibly create a non-existent and unearned Renaissance for mankind.
Thousands of years later, when people recall the ancients, they may still laugh at the backward technology in the early 21st century, but only classic works of art will be eternal.
They will have a deeper understanding of how the ancients' artistic creations thousands of years ago were at the pinnacle, and how they left precious spiritual wealth for future generations.
After copying his own songs, Chen Feng selected one and sent it to Lu Wei.
Lu Wei replied, "What a coincidence, Zhong Lei is here with me, singing the new song she just finished, and you sent it to me too. Today is a double celebration for me, do you want to come and join us?"
Chen Feng replied, "Then you guys get busy first, you can come and see me later."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead.
I'm a little tired.
Take a break first.
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