The boss was a little confused. He only saw Yan Mofei's brush strokes, and a song was formed.
He is the only one in his life who can create so quickly.
Previous songwriters would tell him that creation wasn't easy, that they'd toiled their way through the creation of those songs and tunes. Some songs couldn't even be completed by one person, requiring the collaboration of several people.
The lyrics they write are a mess, and sometimes when they run out of inspiration, they will look for inspiration in other people's music scores.
I've never seen anyone create something so smoothly in one go like Yan Mofei. He's so relaxed it's almost as if he's not creating it himself, but rather copying it from somewhere.
The boss called over his best artist, who was also the top actress before. She was a young lady with a handsome appearance, short hair and a simple white shirt, looking quite heroic.
At first she didn't understand why her boss asked her to come, until she saw the connection in the live broadcast room and the music score posted on it.
"Boss, did you buy the song?"
Didn't they say they were going to break up? She was still reluctant to leave and was planning to find someone to chip in some money to see if she could give it another try. Unexpectedly, her boss was working even harder than her, secretly buying music without telling anyone.
In the past, when buying things, I would at least communicate with people offline, but now I am desperate and buy them online.
"How much is this song?" Isn't it another cheesy song that costs thousands of yuan? They really aren't suited to singing this.
It's not that she can't sing, her voice can be masculine or feminine, and can be either medium or soft. It's just that those songs are really not good.
"Two hundred thousand."
The young lady's eyes widened: "Two hundred thousand for one song?"
Is the boss crazy?
This should be the last bit of assets of their Qulefang, right?
"Axi, take a look at this song first and sing it. I think it's very good."
Although he, as a boss, cannot sing, he can understand music scores. When he saw Yan Mofei writing it just now, he could tell that the song was very good, at least better than the ones he bought before.
After the lyrics were added, he was even more amazed. Good music goes well with good lyrics, not to mention that this is not just a simple pop song, but a combination of opera and pop music.
Yan Mofei marked all the operatic parts, which makes the film look very profound.
Songs that combine operatic singing with pop songs are available on the market, but they don't sound very good. After all, the singers are not professionals, and no matter how good they are, they can't reach that depth.
Professional things still need professionals to do it. He has great confidence in his people.
But the most important thing is to prevent plagiarism. The boss plans to search to see if there is any plagiarism in this song.
While they were preparing, Yan Mofei had already applied for original protection. He would never let others take advantage of the loophole.
Although it is easy to create, it is also his own creation. Although he is quiet, he always manages to handle everything perfectly.
After doing all this, the boss also checked and found no plagiarism. The young lady also finished reading it and became more and more shocked and surprised the more she read.
She liked this song so much before she even sang it.
"Boss, this song is good. Can I really sing it directly?"
Yan Mofei on the other side replied: "Sing it, this is custom made for you. If you like it, you can take a picture. I have the authorization."
The young lady nodded immediately and started singing happily.
Everyone who could be fired from Qulefang had already been fired, leaving only the boss and a few of their artists. They were not only artists, but also cleaners. They were responsible for cleaning and cooking at Qulefang themselves.
I only start working formally when there is work.
Several people were wiping tables and mopping the floor outside. When they saw the boss call Ah Xi in suddenly, they were a little flustered and quickly dropped their work and gathered around.
"Is the boss planning to call us in one by one and give us severance pay?"
"It's possible. Business here is so bad, and we don't have the ability to make the music hall effective."
"Or we can change careers and become comedy anchors or science popularization anchors."
"Do you have the talent? We learned to sing opera before, but now when we sing, it's not a song, it's not an opera. It's giving me a split personality."
"It's good to be divided. Can't we sing while doing the opera?"
Several people sighed. They even went out to do some odd jobs, but they still couldn't save Qulefang.
At this moment, Ah Xi's opera singing voice was heard from inside the house, each voice soft and graceful, like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley.
Several people's eyes lit up instantly. Could it be that the boss was going to revive opera again?
They immediately sneaked to the door and saw that it was not closed tightly. They quietly opened it a crack and looked inside by sticking their heads out like playing Jenga.
Ah Xi was staring at the computer screen, singing word for word. Her hands unconsciously interspersed with a few operatic movements, which were soft and delicate, and very beautiful.
But as he sang, his voice suddenly changed and he turned into a popular song.
This puzzled them. Why did they turn back? Wasn't it a play?
Suddenly, there is a line from opera and a line from pop music, interspersed in between, but there is no sense of disobedience at all, as if there is a constant collision between opera and modern pop music, creating different sparks.
Gradually, several people became fascinated by the listening without realizing it.
Until the song was finished, the young lady named Axi's eyes were shining, and the boss's eyes were also shining.
The barrage that had just been interrupted suddenly popped up again, accompanied by a burst of cheers.
"Oh my god, was that real opera just now? I used to think opera was only for the elderly, but now I know, isn't that something I love to listen to too?"
"This young lady is amazing. With just a few words, I thought I was sitting on a bench."
"No wonder my grandpa always smokes and shakes his head while listening to opera. He didn't understand it before, but now he finds it so beautiful."
"This music, these lyrics, I can see the image of standing firm in the midst of war."
"This singing voice is definitely a hundred or eighty blocks better than some other singers. Why didn't I realize that the young lady from Qulefang sings so well before?"
"Ah, this is the true essence of the song. Even sung a cappella, it sounds amazing. If it were set to music, I'd be completely mesmerized."
Yan Mofei also clapped his hands: "Not bad, a natural good voice."
Ah Xi's eyes lit up as she looked at the boss.
The boss clapped his hands and said, "Buy it. I hope we can make a comeback with this song."
The barrage responded immediately.
"Let me know when you release a song, I will definitely support you."
“It sounds good. I’ve followed the official account.”
"Miss, please release a song soon. I can't wait to download it."
"It's so good, I want to take it to listen to with my grandma, I guarantee she will like it too."
With an order for goods worth two hundred thousand, the boss seemed to see new hope.
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