"Finally done."
Li Zhaoyang looked at the audio file he had compiled and prepared to encrypt it and send it to the director's email address.
With a "ding-dong" sound, the audio file was successfully sent.
He picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then quickly walked out and knocked on the door of the office next door.
"Enter."
Song Yuqin was flipping through the documents Xiao Zhang had brought. Before they could exchange words for long, she saw that it was Li Zhaoyang. She put down what she was doing and went to the tea table to pour herself a cup of tea: "Zhaoyang, what's wrong?"
"Director, I've sent the new song to your email."
Li Zhaoyang's words were astonishing, and when Song Yuqin heard them, it was like a blow to the head, leaving her stunned for a couple of seconds.
Not to mention the director, even Supervisor Zhang hadn't quite caught up in the moment. It took him a long time to say, "Zhaoyang, the July season isn't over yet. Nobody's forcing you to keep writing songs. You could actually take a break for a month or two before creating new ones."
"Yeah, nobody forced me, I just happened to find inspiration." Li Zhaoyang actually just wanted to release his new song as soon as possible, accumulate 5 million reputation points, and send that vicious woman Zhao Shanshan to prison.
Even the music director of Xingtu!
"Okay, I'll take a look when I'm done with my work."
Perhaps Song Yuqin had too high expectations for Xiaochou, because she spent the next hour discussing work with Xiao Zhang and completely forgot to listen to Zhaoyang's new song.
The main concern was that Zhaoyang's starting point was too high, and the quality of her second piece would be a huge blow to her.
There are too many similar cases in the songwriting industry. Many of them become an instant hit with their first song, but the quality of their second, third, and even fifth songs and later works is not up to par.
It was a fleeting phenomenon.
“Okay, Xiao Zhang, this is the plan before the end of the year. You can recruit another ace singer and a top-tier singer to our Sunset Glow."
After finishing his work, Xiao Zhang nodded, showing no intention of leaving.
"Xiao Zhang, do you still have work?" Song Yuqin asked again.
"Didn't Zhaoyang say he has a new song? I want to hear it too." Xiao Zhang shamelessly stayed behind.
"Okay." Song Yuqin took off the headphones plugged into the computer, turned on the speakers, and opened her email.
There are already more than a dozen encrypted messages inside.
After finding the poster, Li Zhaoyang, and seeing the note "countdown," I clicked on it.
Song Yuqin: "Judging from the song title, it must mean a countdown to life, right?"
Xiao Zhang: "In this field, Zhao Yang is indeed quite good at writing. I still have the melody of 'Eliminating Sorrow' stuck in my head."
"However, since the creation speed was so fast this time, the quality probably won't be very good. Xiao Zhang, go talk to Zhao Yang about the new song later and give him some suggestions on the revisions. Don't discourage the kid's confidence."
"Don't worry, Director, I know what I'm doing."
The rhythmic opening melody set the two voices in tune, and they fell silent in unison, quietly enjoying the accompaniment.
I originally thought it was a story centered around the theme of "life," but the accompaniment doesn't seem to fit that description.
The slowly scrolling lyrics came into view.
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The cherry blossom season hasn't arrived yet, and I still don't have a camera.
...
Paris, waiting for the sunset, holding your hand beneath the Eiffel Tower.
...
The clock keeps counting down, and all the happiness we have left...
The fervor of their embrace at that moment will forever remain etched in our memories.
——
After listening to half of the lyrics along with the melody, even Xiao Zhang, with his limited appreciation for music, was a bit confused: "Is this a love story? Using the sunset in Paris to describe it does have a unique beauty."
"Don't make a sound yet." Song Yuqin subconsciously turned up the volume and looked at it again.
Especially in the accompaniment, the arrangement is of a certain standard.
“No…” Xiao Zhang said again: “This is looking forward to the beauty of love with the countdown of life as the boundary. When the director looked at this part, ‘the heartbeat is always counting down, the remaining warmth of life, at least loving with all our might’, these three short paragraphs directly brought out the core theme;
Then it connects to lines like "Why not say you love me? Is it only after you've missed your chance that you regret it? Who wakes up before their dream is fulfilled?" My goodness! These days, almost all love music on the market is saccharine, sentimental, or inspirational, but there's never been a love song infused with fantasy like this before. Listening to it gives you the courage to love boldly.
As Xiao Zhang spoke, he became engrossed in his words.
If the full version of this song is released, she, a woman, will find it irresistible and will add it to her playlist.
Song Yuqin also realized the audience of this song: "However, this song is a bit selective. Both the lyrics and the music are very beautifully matched. It requires a combination of singing skills and a unique voice. Otherwise, the singer cannot handle this song. Once the singer performs well, it will be even more powerful and will be a hit."
Finally, the director gave his evaluation.
The two looked at each other, their beautiful faces filled with question marks.
"Is our Zhaoyang... a trainee lyricist and composer?" Xiao Zhang was a little unsure of himself.
You could explain the first song as a burst of inspiration, but it's normal that the second one was a bit weaker.
The second poem directly switches to a different field, and it subverts the cloying love themes prevalent in the market, forming its own unique system.
Zhao Yang's talent for lyrics and music is even greater than her talent for singing.
"Go call Zhaoyang." Song Yuqin was reluctant to get up and sat there listening to the song. She even put on her headphones and listened to it again.
Two minutes later, Xiao Zhang led Zhaoyang into the office.
"director."
Song Yuqin took off her headphones, walked quickly up to him, and looked him up and down with a very aggressive gaze.
Even Supervisor Zhang was watching him.
Feeling uncomfortable being stared at like that by two charming young women, Li Zhaoyang shrank back and asked timidly, "What... is it?"
"What's going on in your head? You created this countdown song in such a short time, and it doesn't even need much modification. It's ready to be recorded and released by a singer right away." Song Yuqin was very fond of Zhaoyang.
"I was playing games at home when inspiration struck. I don't know why, but whenever I play games, my ideas always expand easily," Li Zhaoyang said, spouting nonsense without batting an eye.
"Really? Xiao Zhang, take some time to pick out a computer for Zhaoyang. Get the top-of-the-line model so he can use his work hours to play games."
"Good director!"
"Please sit down." Song Yuqin pressed Zhaoyang's shoulder and sat him down at the coffee table. She asked, "This song is excellent and novel in both its theme and quality. If we wait until the Spring Festival to release it, it will be a sensation."
The Spring Festival is peak season, and this song doesn't have that overly sweet and cloying style, giving people an extremely comfortable and pleasant feeling, making it perfect for release during the peak music season.
However, Li Zhaoyang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Director, I want to issue it now."
He didn't release the song for the money; money was secondary.
What I really want is to quickly accumulate reputation.
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