Chapter 212 Wen Leyu: Don’t go too far
Because the cameramen and extras who shoot the commercials are all employed workers, they can only shoot on Sundays and after get off work, so they have plenty of time to choose the appropriate background music.
Wen Leyu worked very hard. He picked out a lot of tapes and gave them to Li Ye, analyzing and discussing each song with him one by one.
But Li Ye didn't have any song that satisfied him.
He originally thought that there should be suitable songs in the West to be used as background music, but he didn't know whether it was a problem with the mainland environment or the gap in time was really difficult to make up, and there was always something missing.
Even though it was the version of "Adeline at the Water's Edge" that Wen Leyu had found with great difficulty, it was not the version starring Richard Clayderman, and it really did not fit Li Ye's original intention.
"Xiao Yu, how about we try to write an original song?"
“.”
Wen Leyu looked at Li Ye silently and didn't speak for a long time.
If the two had not been in contact for a long time, the girl would have been accustomed to the various surprises brought by Li Ye. At this moment, she would definitely ask Li Ye "How is your appetite?" as she did before.
Do you know how many bowls of rice you can eat?
Li Ye's guitar lessons were taught by Wen Leyu for only a few months.
Moreover, because it was too cold in the winter, playing in the dormitory would affect others, so the two of them were intermittent. Even when they went out, they mainly played guitar with learning as a supplement. Therefore, Li Ye's current level is not even that of a beginner.
Even Wen Leyu, who is a teacher, received instruction from a famous teacher when he was a teenager, but then he neglected his studies for a few years and now he can’t even say that he has achieved any success!
Two people collaborate to create an original song?
It sounds romantic, but how much do we weigh together?
But since Li Ye said that the husband should sing and the wife should follow, Wen Leyu did not directly object. Instead, she cooperated by taking out her guitar and looking for inspiration with Li Ye.
Inspiration is like a practitioner's epiphany, which can be encountered by chance but not sought after. Many musicians may only encounter it a few times in their lifetime and create popular music.
But for those who are just hanging around, inspiration can be sold by weight. It just depends on how much you bid.
Li Ye used his clumsy fingering as a "guitar beginner" to play a song called "Apmah" which later dominated the music industry. Although his fingering was awkward and several notes were not accurate, the magical sound instantly made Wen Leyu see a new world.
There are songs of this style?
The tune of "Apmah" may seem simple, but it is very catchy and is best suited for a slow-motion modeling video.
What is elegant? What is vulgar?
Li Ye did not consider this question. He just knew that what the public likes to hear is suitable.
Wen Leyu looked at Li Ye and asked softly, "Where did you hear this song?"
"I heard it from my heart."
Li Ye said seriously: "I once designed a dream in my mind.
Let you wear the clothes I made, let me put your hair up, let me put on light makeup, let me tie your shoelaces, and then listen to our own music, walk hand in hand with me on the busy streets, through the crowds, across the side streets to blind other people's eyes. "
Wen Leyu listened carefully to Li Ye's narration. After listening to those intimate words, she felt as if something sweet was flowing in her heart.
But Li Ye's last sentence suddenly woke her up from her fantasy.
"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."
The small fist hit Li Ye hard, using 70% of his strength.
Li Ye hurriedly resisted, locking Wen Leyu's delicate wrist with his small grappling hands, and then used his forehead to press against her little head, which was shaking fiercely due to anger.
Wen Leyu, the big orange cat who was making “woooo woooo” sounds, was suddenly hit by a spell of being immobilized. His whole body was stiff, his muscles were tense, and his face and neck were visibly red and swollen.
Li Ye watched Wen Leyu's reaction without moving, silently enjoying her loving feedback to him.
Li Ye didn't lie just now.
He really imagined in his heart a "love MV" that belonged only to the two of them.
There is music unique to the two of them in every scene, including the sunset, the grass, and the forest trails with colorful fallen leaves.
After all, Li Ye searched for it in his previous life but never got to taste the legendary wonderful taste.
And since it was the 1980s when true love still existed, and I met a girl who only had eyes for me, why not realize and enjoy this dream?
"Let go~"
Wen Leyu's trembling scolding made Li Ye a little flustered, and he quickly let go of her wrist and left her forehead.
Wen Leyu picked up his guitar and turned away.
Li Ye was really panicked.
Just now he was just expressing his feelings, and his inner emotions were revealed, which led to his natural reaction.
But this wasn't decades later, this was 1983.
Wen Leyu is not one of those girls whose eyes are only focused on red wine and sports cars. Li Ye is the first boy she has had close contact with besides her father and brother.
Too rash, too hasty.
Li Ye frowned and thought about how he could make amends.
But after walking more than ten meters, Wen Leyu suddenly turned back and said angrily: "What are you doing standing there? Do you want to go together?"
“Heh~”
Li Ye laughed heartily with relief, followed briskly, and left side by side with Wen Leyu.
As they walked, Wen Leyu put his arm around Li Ye's arm, and then said fiercely: "Be careful next time, don't go too far!"
But Wen Leyu's fierce words, to Li Ye's ears, were just like "Awooo Awooo" as he waved his paws.
"Well, whether it's excessive or not is up to you."
"Hmph~, you're smart."
. . . . . .
The filming of the commercial went smoothly, especially after Li Ye and Wen Leyu took over the background music.
Although it was just a rough version, with the help of a Walkman, and with several model girls walking down the street while listening to music, the confident and fashionable vibe finally became more present.
After several contacts, Li Ye learned the names of several girls and the situation of their model team.
The most beautiful Ning Pingping said: "We can't hold on any longer. The higher-ups haven't approved the procedures for our performances. We don't see any hope and everyone is under a lot of pressure."
Kong Moli, who is the most carefree, is also distressed: "My family and people around me don't support me. Not only do they point fingers at me, but it also easily delays my work.
We all train on our own in our spare time, and we used to receive subsidies, but now we don’t.”
Li Ye was helpless in this situation.
Perhaps from the perspective of future generations, their fate seems a little incredible.
But you have to know that the experience of forming the first model team in Shanghai was also very difficult.
In 1983, when society was gradually becoming more open-minded, the Shanghai Model Team entered Haizi twice to perform. Just imagine how high the level was!
This also indirectly shows the trend in 1983, which was still just the spring breeze, and had not yet reached the point of "the south bank of the river turning green again."
Finally, Li Ye asked Jin Peng to find Ning Pingping, Kong Moli and others to discuss the matter. If they were willing, Pengcheng Seventh Factory would shoot a set of commercials at regular intervals in the future, and pay a certain fee as a consolation.
But it was this little bit of comfort that brought Wen Guohua, who had not been seen for a long time.
"Brother, are you doing this because you really feel sorry for them? Or are you giving me face?
If it's the former, then there's no need to do that. They have their own jobs. If this path doesn't work, it's better for them to face reality sooner rather than later."
"How can you think that?" Li Ye said in surprise, "Since it is an advertisement, it is an act of economic investment and will eventually get the due return.
There are four seasons of clothing, and new styles are introduced every season, so naturally there needs to be costume performers."
"Hearing you say that, I think it makes sense," Wen Guohua said jokingly, "If I had known earlier, I would have gone to study economics. I would have been able to speak in a very coherent way."
Li Ye also joked: "There is no economics major in night college, you can't envy it."
But Wen Guohua sneered and said, "Do you think I can't get into Peking University or Tsinghua University?"
“.”
Li Ye only then realized that he had been careless.
After Wen Guohua came back from the north, he immediately started working, and then went to night college to improve his academic qualifications. Every step was very "rushed".
As the leader of the third generation of the Wen family, he had to hurry.
It is good to study full-time for four years in college, but there is only one job for each person, and by that time others will have grown seeds while he has just sown the seeds, and he may fall behind others.
"I'm sorry! Brother, I spoke out of turn."
"What are you talking about?" Wen Guohua punched Li Ye lightly and said, "Why are you being so polite to me? By the way, is your Pengcheng Seventh Factory interested in the Canton Fair?"
Li Ye was surprised and said, "Of course I'm interested, but it's not easy to get a place to participate in the exhibition."
It is really difficult to participate in the Canton Fair these days, as exhibitors need to be formally reviewed.
Wen Guohua said lightly: "I'll think of a way for you. It's not a big problem. But if it really works, you can ask Jin Peng to take them over to see the Shanghai Fashion Performance Team. It will be a wish come true."
Li Ye followed Wen Guohua's gaze and looked at Ning Pingping and others.
Perhaps the reason they keep persisting is that they want to compete with the number one model team in the mainland!
"Brother, you and that Ning Pingping."
"That's too much! Be careful or I'll get mad at you."
"Oh, I see."
Li Ye smiled crookedly inwardly.
It seems that you, Wen Guohua, have not agreed to anything, but I already understand everything.
Today my child's flu symptoms have eased, but his rheumatism has worsened. His throat is swollen and he feels dizzy. I had to make two cups of coffee to get over it. I feel so anxious and uncomfortable.
(End of this chapter)
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