Chapter 345: Sound of the Clouds
Chu Ge didn't quite understand that Cheng Guangyao was more than just a musician.
He is a retired university professor, a national first-class composer, one of the leading figures in the domestic music world, with students all over the world and a very high reputation in the industry.
Robin's concert and music park failed to attract many professional and high-class audiences because Cheng Guangyao posted a photo of the concert ticket on Weibo that day, with a line of words: "It's OK, but it doesn't match the international level of the masters in my mind. It's good at emotions but weak at feelings. I'm a little disappointed."
Then few people wanted to hear Robin's next tour...such was his authority.
In this era, the most shining ones are often the singers on stage, while the songwriters behind the scenes are often unknown, so Chu Ge didn't even know Cheng Guangyao before. But that was from the public's perspective. In the eyes of the industry, Cheng Guangyao was willing to compose commercial songs for others at his age, which was a shocking thing in the industry.
The old man has achieved success and financial freedom. He hasn't done this for a long time. He refuses to accept gifts or red envelopes from others. Because his reputation alone can bring cultural connotations to this kind of business behavior, which instantly raises the level. If he entrusts it to the wrong person, it will damage his reputation. The old man cherishes his reputation and will not make promises easily. The last time he made a move was the theme song of a CCTV drama.
You can roughly imagine the feeling of a composer like Wang Liping suddenly composing an anime song for a clichéd online anime. Many people would probably be confused. And it's all songs and background music, not just a theme song!
Chu Qiu Tangtang dared to think about it, Chu Ge really dared to propose it, and Cheng Guangyao actually dared to accept it!
It's all weird.
The news spread back to the Penguin Animation Music Department, and the music department was in an uproar. The head of the music department, Zhang Xiaopeng, flew to Nanjiang almost immediately and respectfully handed the contract to Cheng Guangyao. He didn't look like he was here to sign a contract, but rather to chase a star.
As a result, Cheng Guangyao was so arrogant that he refused to sign a contract with him: "I am here to help my friend. Your contract is signed with Chutian Wuji Comics Studio. You can just regard me as a member of the comics studio."
Zhang Xiaopeng hesitated to speak.
The comics studio does not have any business scope in music. You are blatantly violating the law... and where is your employment contract with the comics studio...
Forget it, there's no way to argue with the old man about this. From his attitude, it can be seen that the matter is real. Zhang Xiaopeng didn't hesitate and signed the contract with Qiu Wuji straightforwardly.
Qiu Wuji, the legal representative who signed the contract for the first time on behalf of the company, still feels that the development of the whole thing is like a comedy. Everything was based on Chu Ge's punch. At that time, he was not around, and it was all Chu Ge who did it...
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After signing the contract neatly, Chu Ge and his wife took Zhu Mengmeng to entertain Cheng Guangyao and Zhang Xiaopeng for tea. Qiu Wuji made tea himself, which made the small office feel a bit like a fairy.
Cheng Guangyao glanced at Qiu Wuji with some surprise in his eyes.
He has been studying classical music all his life and has come into contact with countless men and women with "classical style" and "fairy-tale style". This is the first time he has seen Qiu Wuji, who feels as if he was born to walk down from a fairy mountain.
She was clearly wearing a modern long-sleeved women's suit, which was a really strange look.
Chu Ge's feeling in this regard is much weaker, but it also has a very ancient flavor.
Zhu Mengmeng is a modern petty bourgeois girl. I don't know how this group of people got together...
Cheng Guangyao didn't stare at him for too long, and quickly began his opening remarks: "On the night when Chu Ge beat up the foreigner, I went back and was very interested, so I learned about his life. I happened to search for an early promotional video that was being produced for the animation. So I knew about this matter a long time ago."
Chu Ge smiled and said, "The other day, old sir, you showed me what character is."
Cheng Guangyao laughed and waved his hands: "I'm old now, not as sharp as you guys. When I was young, hey..." He didn't say much about this, and turned to Zhang Xiaopeng: "Was the soundtrack of the short film made by Robin Company?"
Zhang Xiaopeng said: "Yes, they gave the BGM in the early stage."
Cheng Guangyao said directly: "Throw it in the trash can."
Zhang Xiaopeng: “…”
"It's not impossible to let foreign musicians produce Xianxia style paintings and have a plan to promote them abroad in the future. Foreign musicians now have a lot of understanding of our Chinese style. But at least they need to be willing to put their heart into it, instead of just taking a background music like Frozen and putting it on Yunji Mountain, because there is snow? It's ridiculous. Why do people say your promotional videos are unimpressive? Don't you know it?"
Zhang Xiaopeng: “…”
Cheng Guangyao criticized bluntly: "After all, the most important thing for literary and artistic works is their quality. It is putting the cart before the horse to covet the fame of external promotion. Don't bring the thinking of capital operation to literary and artistic works. Fortunately, your contract cannot be fulfilled. If you really continue to do it, you are ruining this animation!"
Zhang Xiaopeng could only smile bitterly. The old man loves to preach, but there is nothing he can do about it. In fact, there are no literary and artistic works that are free from capital thinking these days. Do you really think you are making award-winning art films? What everyone wants is the box office. Nothing is more important than marketing, okay? Otherwise, do you think Brother XZ has good acting skills?
Besides, it’s just an online novel, what’s the art about it…
Seeing his expression, Chu Ge knew what he was thinking. He smiled slightly and said nothing. He just said, "Music has a very important influence on animation. No matter how well we adapt it or how well we produce it, it will be useless if the music is not good. On the contrary, if the music is good, even an animation can be a hit. I still can't remember what the plot of Big Fish and Begonia is, but I'm still listening to the song."
Zhang Xiaopeng agrees with this: "So we are looking forward to Mr. Cheng's masterpiece..."
"Just like the process of adapting novels into comics and animation scripts, it is best to have the original author take charge of it personally, with the clearest ideas and the most emotions. The same is true for music..." Cheng Guangyao looked at Chu Ge: "In fact, even if I do this, it may not be as good as you do it yourself, provided that you understand music. I think since you go to Robin's concert, you should understand something. What ideas do you have, why not tell me?"
Chu Ge had an idea and pointed directly at Qiu Wuji: "She has it."
Everyone's eyes were on Qiu Wuji, who was lightly dragging his sleeves and pouring tea for everyone.
Even though he was being stared at by everyone, he seemed to be unnoticed and took it easy.
After You Ran had finished distributing the tea, she smiled and said, "Old sir, would you like to listen to a song from me?"
Cheng Guangyao was stunned for a moment: "There are no musical instruments here."
Chu Ge flipped his wrist, and a guqin appeared on the desk: "I have it."
Cheng Guangyao: “…”
Zhang Xiaopeng: “…”
Qiu Wuji slowly stood up and sat down at his desk.
It was obvious that the height of the chair was not suitable for playing the piano, which made her posture a little awkward, but surprisingly everyone was able to ignore this, as if it was supposed to be this height, and it was natural for her to just sit there.
The slender fingers stroke the strings of the zither, and the music bursts out.
Almost everyone felt the sound of the sword at the first moment, as if an ancient sword pierced through the clouds, fell from the sky, and "clanged" into the top of the snow-capped mountain.
The perspective stretches, and snow rolls up all over the sky.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Thousands of swords rose up on the four green peaks, responding to the sword of the main peak from afar, solemn and awe-inspiring, with murderous intent.
There were faint sounds of martial arts performances and shouts, as if a huge platform had appeared under the mist of the green mountains. The disciples were dressed in neat clothes and were practicing swordplay.
A young man walked alone and hesitantly, gazing at the clouds in the mountains, and heading towards the sound of the sword in his heart.
On the mountain gate in front, jagged swords crisscrossed and outlined eerie words, but they were blurred by the clouds. Only three words could be vaguely discerned:
"Yunji Sect."
The boy raised his head and smiled expectantly.
The piano music suddenly stopped.
Qiu Wuji smiled apologetically: "For now, I'll just take this idea, a corner of Yunji, nothing more than this... I personally think it's probably quite suitable as the exclusive BGM for the Yunji Sect scene, sir, can you teach me?"
Cheng Guangyao stared at her blankly for a long time, then suddenly turned to Zhang Xiaopeng and said, "Hey, you're looking for a foreigner? Is your leader a pig?"
Zhang Xiaopeng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. How would he know?
Although he was sweating, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes.
Although the music is still a bit thin and the scene is a bit monotonous, anyone who knows a little about it will know that its quality and artistic conception will become a masterpiece with just a little bit of matching.
Cheng Guangyao said decisively: "I can guarantee that even if your animation is a mess, the music in it will definitely be a sensation and even be passed down to future generations."
(End of this chapter)
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