Liu Wen was quick and decisive; he made a decision on the matter in just a few words.
"Sigh! Xiao Liang! I know that with your current market value, this song is a loss for you, but I have no choice. Pacific Company is not a private enterprise. Spending tens of thousands of yuan to buy a song is nothing in a private enterprise, but in Pacific, it will probably be subject to censorship. I can only offer this much."
Liang Liang understood, of course, that even within a state-owned enterprise, Liu Wen would have to be investigated.
In inland China, it's a bit unbelievable that a song could sell for 24,000 yuan in 1993.
The buying and selling of songs is just beginning in mainland China, and it hasn't been in the market for very long. Currently, the average market price for a song is only one or two thousand yuan.
Even famous composers only charge four or five thousand yuan for a single piece.
If Liang Liang's songs weren't all hits, who would be willing to be the sucker?
While snow is already falling in the north in November, the highest temperature in Haikou is around 26 or 27 degrees Celsius.
Han Chui was the first member of the Blue Shark band to wear a tank top, shorts, and flip-flops.
"Wow! You look like a bitter gourd to me, dressed so lightly, and you look so refreshing!"
"Xiao Liang! Are you praising me?"
“You’re the band’s manager. People will think you’re a fraud if you look like this.”
"Nonsense! Only liars wear suits and ties."
That makes so much sense, Liang Liang was speechless.
Half an hour later, the bridal sedan chair walked proudly into Liu Wen's room, followed by a rough, muddy sound that came from inside Liu Wen's room.
It really does have the same feel as the original singer.
"Find someone in the troupe to arrange the music for you, so you can try to perform on stage tomorrow night."
That guy, Da Hua Jiao, is so underhanded. Liu Wen told him to find someone from the Pacific Art Troupe to compose the music for this song, but what the hell is he doing coming to me?
When I sell songs, I never said I'd cover the arrangement of the music; that would cost extra.
"Aren't you part of the Pacific Arts Troupe now?"
The woman in the big sedan chair was actually incredibly clever; she silenced Liang Liang with just one sentence.
“I’m never selling songs to Pacific again. Not only do I get less money, but they also have to handle the arrangement.”
"A barbecue!"
"A barbecue probably won't solve the problem."
"Then two meals!" Da Huajiao patted his chest generously.
There's no problem that a barbecue can't solve; if one doesn't work, just have another.
While he was haggling with the sedan chair, Liang Liang was not idle and immediately began to compose music for the song.
The original arrangement of this song used an acoustic guitar as the main accompaniment, which was its biggest problem.
The acoustic guitar in the original song should have been more powerful to match the singer's vocal style, but it didn't achieve that.
The original song did not use rock or electronic instrumentation in its arrangement, which made a rock-style song sound like it was sung in a folk style.
That acoustic guitar, which always went through the decomposition process, basically never deviated from the root, third, and fifth notes, giving it a very rustic feel to those in the know.
Actually, acoustic guitars can also have power when playing low notes or muted eighth notes.
I don't know if it's due to insufficient arrangement skills or a lack of understanding from the guitarist.
The bass in the original song kept jumping back and forth between the root and fifth notes, and didn't resonate well with the melody.
Liang Liang directly abandoned the acoustic guitar and switched to an electric guitar, rewrote the drum score, slightly sped up the tempo, and also abandoned the piano in the original song.
Only the original harmony was retained.
In this way, the song became a rock song with a heavy metal style.
The melody that Liang Liang composed in just one hour left Da Huajiao completely dumbfounded.
After finishing the arrangement, Liang Liang, having nothing better to do, gave some pointers and made some corrections to the singing of "The Big Sedan Chair".
"Brother Feng! Your vocal runs sound a bit chaotic. You're using too many vocal runs where no emotional emphasis is needed, which makes it sound very artificial. I think you should use fewer vocal runs and be more straightforward to make it sound more genuine."
According to Liang Liang's understanding, there is no distinction between understanding and not understanding music.
Anyone who loves music, strictly speaking, understands music and has an intuition about it. The difference is that some people can write tens of thousands of words about a piece of music, while others cannot even theorize their views.
The sedan chair humbly accepted Liang Liang's opinion.
During Liang Liang's arrangement process, the other members of the Blue Shark Band listened attentively, and they also gained a certain understanding of the piece.
"Let's find a place to run it and see how it goes."
There is a rehearsal room in the AEON building, but it's not free, and the price isn't low either—fifty dollars an hour. It has some decent equipment.
The rehearsal room was located in a unit on the west side of the fifth floor of this building. On their way to the rehearsal room, they inadvertently passed by a room with its door open. As Liang Liang walked through the room, a melodious keyboard sound came from inside.
Although Liang Liang had never practiced using a keyboard, he still had some appreciation for keyboards.
He could tell from the voice that the keyboardist was quite skilled, even more so than Wang Fan.
Liang Liang stopped at the doorway.
This is a small room with an area of only about ten square meters. Inside, there is a bed, an electronic keyboard against the north wall, and a gas cylinder, a gas stove, and a pot.
On that single bed, Liang Liang also saw a dual-cassette recorder.
A figure wearing a vest is playing the piano with their back to the door of the room.
The placement of the zither left Liang Liang speechless. What was the idea behind placing the zither with its back to the door?
The person playing the piano probably noticed someone lingering at his door, so he stopped playing and slowly turned around.
"Who should I look for?"
"I didn't ask anyone for help. I just felt that your keyboard playing was quite good, so I stopped to listen."
"My room is very small and there's no room to sit, so I won't invite you in. If you want to listen, you'll have to listen from the doorway."
After saying that, the man turned around and went back to playing the piano.
Liang Liang frowned as she recalled this person.
He associated the outline of this person's face with that of another person.
Could it be him?
The parts below the nose are especially similar.
If it were him, he would have been around 22 or 23 years old in 1993. He wouldn't have gained weight; he would have been rather thin, with delicate features and a rather elegant appearance.
If he were to wear a long robe and gown in ancient style and hold a feather fan, he would look like a wealthy young master from ancient times.
It's a pity that the environment here is so bad. If it weren't for that electronic keyboard that was still making noise, people would think that people from the Beggars' Sect lived here.
From 1991 to 1995, he actually lived in Haikou.
This person could very well be him.
Regardless of whether it was him or not, Liang Liang was prepared to ask.
So he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The person inside stopped playing the piano again and turned around.
There's something wrong with where this instrument is placed. Every time someone comes by, he has to turn his head. Isn't he afraid of twisting his neck?
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