"This song..."
Zheng Yupeng took off the headphones and held them in his hands. His eyes were still a little dull, as if he hadn't fully woken up from the shock of "Cold Rainy Night".
"How about this song?"
Seeing him like this, Jiang Kan couldn't help but feel a little funny, so he asked in a funny way.
"This song... feels different!"
He gently put the precious headphones in his hand on the headphone stand, and turned his head to look at Jiang Kan in a slightly dull manner.
"First of all, this song is actually sung in the southern Cantonese dialect. Although the pronunciation is not particularly standard, the flavor is indeed sung."
"Songs sung in the southern Cantonese dialect have always been an important force in our Xia country's music scene. In the past few decades, they even led the trend of domestic music. Many Mandarin versions of songs have ideas. Compiling a Southern Cantonese version of the lyrics makes people feel very high-end.”
Seeing Jiang Kan listening to him talk about ancient times with open ears, Zheng Yupeng became more energetic, straightened out the hem of his Hanfu and sat up straight.
"This trend has lasted for several decades, and it was only more than ten years ago that it gradually declined with the economic development of other regions in the country. But up to now, there are still many slightly older people Some fans will never forget songs like this."
He pointed to the "Cold Rainy Night" page on the screen.
"The artistic attainments of this song are very high. Not only the song, but the lyrics also strictly follow the lyrics rules of southern Cantonese songs."
"In Cantonese 9-tone, the rule for writing lyrics is that the feeling of singing it and the feeling of reading it should be almost the same. That is to say, the singing tone and the reading tone should be basically the same."
"At the same time, the lyrics of Cantonese songs are also very sophisticated. The lyricist needs to have deep literary attainments so that they can write with rich voice and emotion without falling into clichés. The lyricist of this song should be a person who is immersed in it. Everyone."
Listening to the other party analyze the beauty of this song to himself, Jiang Kan's expression gradually turned serious from the joking one at the beginning.
"It turns out that there are so many ways to learn here. I can't just rely on the songs provided by the system to cope with my current work. There is still a lot of music theory knowledge that I need to learn and understand!"
Jiang Kan, who deeply felt that there was no end to learning, corrected his attitude and sat upright, listening to the other party explain to him various ways of composing Cantonese songs and lyrics.
He is worthy of being one of the top three music companies in the country. He just feels like listening to you is like reading a book for ten years.
"Hey, what are you two talking about, so serious?"
Yu Xiaoyao also finished her lunch in the restaurant downstairs at this time and walked into the office with a steaming cup of pearl milk tea. As soon as she entered the door, she saw these two old men sitting face to face, seemingly discussing something very serious. matter.
"Oh, Xiao Zheng is explaining to me some precautions in composing and writing Cantonese songs. It's really eye-opening for me."
He pulled open his seat and made way for Yu Xiaoyao.
"Have you listened to "Cold Rainy Night"?"
Yu Xiaoyao could hear the reason why they discussed this matter.
Because when she was eating downstairs just now, a Cantonese song with a very southern Cantonese flavor came from the earphones of a young man next to her. She listened with her ears straight while eating, and then heard their conversation. Say this is a song called "Cold Rainy Night".
He was obviously a young man from the southern Guangdong region. When he heard this song, he was as excited as if he were seeing a relative. The corners of his mouth were raised to his ears, and his face was full of happiness and satisfaction.
She herself was also attracted by the melody of this song, especially the bass solo that tickled her heart like an itch.
So she remembered the name and planned to listen to this song as soon as she returned to her work station.
After all, it is like listening to such a good song through the receiver of a mobile phone instead of using the headphones that I bought at a high price. It is simply a waste of such a good work.
Unexpectedly, I heard these two people discussing this when I came up. It seems that this song has really become popular recently!
"Yes, I also think that the composer and lyricist of this song are all familiar with the Southern Cantonese music style. Otherwise, how could they make such a fascinating song... I won't tell you, I will also appreciate it. !”
As he said that, he put his expensive set of headphones from a brand that Jiang Kan couldn't understand on his head.
Then I clicked on Feixing Music Network on my computer and found the download page for this song.
But suddenly, her movements suddenly stopped!
Then his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen a ghost!
"Uncle... uncle?"
She grabbed the earphones with one hand and still held the mouse with the other hand.
But his body and head had already turned around, staring at Jiang Kan who was quietly listening to Zheng Yupeng's talk with an expression of disbelief.
"What's wrong? Why are you so surprised?"
Jiang Kan raised his eyebrows and turned his head.
"This... this song "Cold Rainy Night"... was written by you?"
Her right hand detached herself from the mouse and pointed to the song download page on the screen.
The direction of the finger happened to be aligned with the position of "composing: talking eloquently, writing lyrics: talking eloquently".
"What? Kan wrote this song?"
Zheng Yupeng was citing classics and praising how classic and amazing "Cold Rainy Night" is.
Suddenly I heard Yu Xiaoyao's voice!
He turned his head subconsciously and looked at her computer screen!
Because I am short-sighted, I can't see clearly. I was about to sit up and run over to take a look, but suddenly I remembered that this page was also displayed on my screen at this time.
So he immediately sat back, closed his eyes on the screen, and looked at the position of the composer and lyricist.
"Oh my god, Kan, you actually wrote it!"
Zheng Yupeng let out an exclamation. His eyes, which had become small due to myopia, suddenly widened, and his mouth opened so wide that he could even fit a light bulb in!
"This this……"
He was stunned.
Then I immediately thought about it again. It seemed that I just... seemed... to tell Brother Kan a lot of methods and techniques for composing Cantonese songs?
This...isn't this Lu Ban playing with a big ax in front of the gate - Ban gate with an axe?
Someone made such an excellent song, but I actually treated him as a simple curiosity and gave him so many truths and analysis?
The feeling of shame instantly filled his mind, and he turned his head away in shame, not wanting anyone to see his embarrassed look.
"Ha...this..."
Jiang Kan also felt a little embarrassed.
In fact, he really doesn't want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, so as to show off his appearance to others.
But after all, this song came from the system. He himself was limited by the short time he had been exposed to music, and he did not understand the essence of the song at all. He simply thought it sounded good.
It wasn't until Zheng Yupeng explained so many things to him that he finally understood the beauty of this song.
Seeing the shy look on the other side, Jiang Kan, who was already familiar with human relations, did not ask or explain any more, but silently retreated to his seat, then closed the computer, picked up his phone and walked to the lounge to let the awkward atmosphere here evaporate a little. one time.
