Everyone was waiting quietly in the cubicle outside. Listening to the melodious, warm and relaxing singing coming from the earphones, everyone had different thoughts.
However, compared to the picky music director, the program manager's expression was very indifferent, and even a hint of appreciation could be seen.
Time passed quickly for a song, and soon Jiang Yi came out of the recording studio.
The person in charge had already stood up and stepped forward.
"Your old man's new song is quite similar to the previous Pipa song, hahahaha."
Hearing these words, Mei Rou calmly raised her head and took a look at the other person's expression.
Seeing that the other party's face was full of smiles, and there was no trace of displeasure at all, I finally let go of my half-suspended heart.
The corner of Jiang Yi's mouth curved, "You are so complimentary."
But the person in charge waved his hand in disapproval: "Anyway, I remember that so many netizens wanted you to release some more songs that directly copied the text, but you didn't release any more."
"This time is an exception. I think the students who have been tortured by these classical Chinese texts will celebrate the New Year with joy again."
These few words were both humorous and interesting, and the atmosphere in the entire cubicle was quite good, except for the face of the music director next to him who didn't look good.
The person in charge had said so, so he didn't feel like opening his mouth to criticize anymore. He just snorted lightly and said angrily from the side.
"After all, it is such a grand stage. Although it is not as good as the Spring Festival Gala, Teacher Jiang is not so perfunctory. He is not willing to write even the lyrics and just copied Su Shi's work."
As soon as these words came out, the person in charge didn't look good, but he didn't glare at the music director and just looked at himself with a cold face.
The perfect and harmonious atmosphere suddenly became cold because of this sentence.
Mei Rou's heart skipped a beat, but the expression on Jiang Yi's face remained unchanged, still smiling quietly.
His eyes fell on the sign on the chest of the person who spoke next to him, and finally he spoke with unknown meaning.
"Director Liang thinks my song is not well written?"
As soon as Jiang Yi said this, Director Liang felt a gaze in front of him, directed towards him.
The only person standing in front of him was the person in charge, and he didn't have to think twice to know who it was with that warning look.
Director Liang's eyebrows jumped and he felt a little aggrieved.
Does being famous mean you can be arrogant?
People like them can only dare to be angry but dare not speak out. Do they still have to be flattered?
Doesn't that make sense? !
How many people are outside begging to be on their stage?
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, but under the pressure of the person in charge's gaze, his originally aggressive words immediately softened: "It's not that I meant anything bad..."
"But the lyrics you wrote are too perfunctory."
When he said the last sentence, his tone immediately became a little dissatisfied, which was true.
This was also the thought he had when he heard this song.
As soon as he said these words, the person in charge's eyebrows skipped a beat. If he hadn't been concerned about so many people present, he could hardly contain his anger.
A little worried, he looked back at Jiang Yi.
I was afraid that he would not be able to bear the stimulation and leave.
After all, his worth is not what it used to be now.
Even some time ago, when he was just emerging, Yangshi still gave him an invitation to the Yangshi Spring Festival Gala stage like a charity.
But nowadays, the mentality of the person in charge is like a mirror.
The other party doesn't lack their three melons and two dates at all.
Or maybe Jiang Yi himself is not very interested in these so-called high-level, glittering stages in the eyes of the people.
For him, it's just a matter of work needs, or to satisfy fans' wishes and explain his own value.
When Jiang Yi heard what he said, he wasn't too surprised. He wasn't even as angry as the person in charge expected, and he was still smiling and laughing.
"What you said makes sense, but it is indeed a bit perfunctory."
The music director didn't mean to find fault, he just felt that this guy's attitude was a bit inappropriate, and he was dissatisfied that he didn't take such a grand thing as the Yangshi stage into his eyes.
Now that I hear Jiang Yi being so humble, he completely lacks the stereotype of those newly popular traffic stars who are sarcastic, rude, and arrogant.
However, he just said such critical words under the pressure of his boss, and the other party was still so calm. For a moment, he felt a little embarrassed.
Unable to hold it back, he coughed slightly, his face somewhat unnatural.
Immediately, Jiang Yi's impression of Jiang Yi improved by several levels.
The music director was thinking about what to say to lighten the atmosphere and maintain the surface calm, when he heard Jiang Yi speak again.
"You said I was perfunctory, but you may have forgotten what my background is."
The music director's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at Jiang Yi with some doubts, wondering what he meant by this.
"Netizens often say that I stand on the shoulders of giants, and I have never denied it."
The music director became more and more confused when he heard this sentence. He rarely surfed the Internet and had been concentrating on music creation. He had no idea what Jiang Yi was talking about.
What does it mean to stand on the shoulders of giants?
Remember that the last person to stand on the shoulders of giants was Newton?
What does things in the music industry have to do with Newton?
The music director was almost confused by what Jiang Yi said, and the confused look on his face almost made Mei Rou laugh.
He also knew that there was no need to ask for anything this time, Jiang Yi could handle it by himself.
But the music director couldn't understand the meaning of Jiang Yi's words, but she could understand! Therefore, even if the corner of his mouth is almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun, he is still suppressing it with all his strength, just raising a slight arc, trying not to be seen.
The music director was a good kid who didn't understand and asked, "Standing on the shoulders of giants? What does this have to do with Newton?"
Jiang Yi yawned, as if he was tired.
He didn't follow the music director's words to explain, but said it directly.
"Chinese culture has profound roots in the long history. Many famous works throughout the ages were once dazzling in that history, but now they are dim. They are just red tape in textbooks and rags that constrain us."
"But in fact, the so-called innovation is never something created out of nothing, but a combination of two items that were not related before. This is innovation."
"What I have always done is to recompose historical masterpieces that are insignificant in modern society and bring them to the public, so that the audience can feel the feelings of the ancients towards the Mid-Autumn Festival thousands of years ago."
"And the original two items were created by predecessors. This is called standing on the shoulders of giants."
(End of chapter)
