Chapter 54 If You Can Do It, Go For It
Zhuoni: ...
You don't understand what I'm saying, right?
Our stage, can't we give any opinions at all?
Arrogant and rude, I must have been blind to like you in the first place!
Zhuoni's chest was heaving violently, and before she could calm down, Zhu Qingyuan raised his hand and threw a piece of paper to them.
"The tune remains the same, just sing along with the lyrics."
I love you, this is my last voice
No matter what the road ahead is, I will protect you
In this life, forever and ever, I belong only to you.
Like a thunderclap in a clear sky, Zhuoni was shocked to the point of being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
Such nonsense, lyrics that are so common in the streets were actually written by a gold medal composer?
My teeth are all sore, okay?
Seeing these lyrics, Su Yunwan also frowned.
The music style of "Ru Shi" is ethereal, melodious, delicate and elegant, which does not match such lyrics at all.
Perhaps it was because the two people's expressions of disgust were too obvious, Zhu Qingyuan suddenly got angry: "No, what do you mean by this!"
Zhuoni said, "The lyrics aren't quite right. The style of 'As It Is' should be paired with lyrics that have a more classical feel."
Zhu Qingyuan didn't expect that she would dare to raise such an opinion, and immediately blew his nose and glared:
"You are the one who made me, Zhu Qingyuan, need you to teach me how to write songs?"
"My song is just like that. If you guys can't stand it, go ahead and do it yourself!"
What a gold medal composer, he is nothing but a scoundrel and idiot!
Zhuoni was so angry that her eyes turned red. Just as she was about to fight back, Su Yunwan pulled her hand.
"That's exactly what I meant. Since our two sides have different ideas, I'm sorry to bother Mr. Zhu to make this trip. Please go back."
She had a clear voice and was a good singer, but Zhu Qingyuan no longer had time to care about these things.
I condescended to write songs for these two 108th-tier celebrities, but was kicked out in front of them?
What a shame and humiliation!
His face turned ashen, and there was a blazing fire in his eyes as he stared at Su Yunwan.
"Okay, you're the first one who dares to do this to me in all these years!"
"Just wait for me!"
He slammed the table, uttered harsh words, and slammed the door and left.
After a while, the director rushed over and asked, "Zhu Qingyuan said you want to kick him out, what does that mean?"
What a bad guy who complains first.
Zhuoni was so angry that she laughed. She quickly repeated what had just happened and handed him the "physical evidence", the song lyrics of Lei's "No Compensation for Death".
After watching it, the director was also dumbfounded.
Could such terrible lyrics really have been written by Zhu Qingyuan, the gold medal composer?
"That shouldn't be the case. When I was doing music variety shows before, the things he created were very beautiful."
Zhuoni knew which show he was talking about.
"That show is full of superstars, so of course he has to perform well. Small-time celebrities like us are naturally not worth his attention."
Zhuoni had just experienced a transformation from a fan to a hater, and was very angry.
The director didn't expect that Zhu Qingyuan actually had two different faces in private, and he pondered for a long time.
"So you really won't cooperate with him?"
"I can help your other producers, but the show is only a dozen hours away. Is it still too late?"
Zhuoni looked solemn.
Not to mention anything else, this amount of time is not enough even to change the music.
It’s all Zhu Qingyuan’s fault. He wasted half a day of their time!
In the silence, Su Yunwan, who had been quiet all the time, spoke up: "No need to trouble others, I can do it myself."
"You?" The director was shocked.
"Can you compose music and write lyrics?"
Su Yunwan nodded slowly: "I have learned a little and written a few songs."
When did this happen? How come I don’t know about it?
The director widened his eyes, trying to find a trace of a joke on her face.
"Are you serious?"
Su Yunwan's face was full of seriousness and determination.
"Are you sure?" The director looked at Zhuoni.
Zhuoni nodded vigorously, "I believe Sister Yun Wan."
Believe whatever you want, have you heard her songs?
Arranging music and writing lyrics is not like writing an essay, there are complicated things involved!
The director wanted to give her some more advice, but when he met Su Yunwan's clear, confident and calm eyes, he sighed slightly.
How many times had he asked her doubtfully:
Can you do it?
But Su Yunwan proved herself time and time again.
She can do it.
I hope she can still create a miracle this time.
"Okay, I'll go talk to Zhu Qingyuan. You guys hurry up and rehearse."
As soon as the director left, Zhuoni quickly took out her cell phone to see if there was anyone in her address book who could help.
Although she spoke firmly just now, she was actually a little hesitant about Su Yun's creation of the evening party.
She did not doubt Su Yunwan's excellence, but a person cannot, or at least should not, know everything.
What's the difference between that and a monster?
While she was flipping through her phone, Su Yunwan suddenly patted her shoulder from behind.
He handed her a piece of paper and said, "This is the song I wrote. Take a look and see if there is anything you want to change."
An adapted song?
It's only been a few minutes? And you've already written a song?
Her shock was palpable. Su Yunwan explained, "I was thinking about it this afternoon. I had an idea, and now I'm just writing it down on paper."
Zhuoni: ...
My memory is not wrong, right?
Don’t we practice piano together in the afternoon?
Now you tell me, at that time you were still multitasking, composing songs?
At that time, Zhuoni didn't know that even greater surprises were yet to come.
When her eyes fell on the manuscript paper, her eyes, which had been wide open, suddenly widened in shock.
Su Yunwan adapted the original song "Ru Shi" and made it into a three and a half minute version suitable for performance.
The original song is nearly fifteen minutes long, and a lot of parts have been deleted. However, these modifications not only did not lose the ethereal artistic conception of the original song, but made the structure of the adapted song more compact and layered, the melody more silky and smooth, and it is catchy.
Coupled with the classical, profound and rhythmic poetry, a distant, pure and beautiful artistic conception comes to the face.
Su Yunwan is really good at composing music!
He can really write lyrics!
Zhuoni didn't know which one to be shocked first, and shouted, "Sister Yun Wan, you can compose music and write poetry?"
"A little bit." Su Yunwan nodded calmly.
Her father liked lively occasions, and musicians often came to the palace. When she learned to play the piano, she also learned how to compose music.
In Qi, if one wanted to pass the imperial examinations, one had to be proficient in poetry, prose, and political commentary. Although she did not have to take the imperial examinations, she was born into the royal family and was taught by the Taifu since childhood, so poetry, prose, and songs were much easier for her.
Zhuoni: Is it a little bit or a billion bits...
"Let's not talk about that for now. Do you know how to use that software?" Su Yunwan pointed at the computer. "I want to add a few more musical instruments."
The two of them composed the music using software and started practicing without taking a break.
The two people who were concentrating on their work didn't know that at this moment, a wave of excitement was being set off on the Internet because of them.
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