After Jiang Yi said this, everyone else in the room looked at him blankly. Even the music director who was a little dissatisfied was dumbfounded. After hearing these words, a different feeling came out of his heart.
In the end, I applauded the producer for his quick response.
"Well said!"
"When I first started listening to your song, I thought it was amazing!"
"Not to mention the seamless coordination between lyrics and music, which is already beyond the reach of many people. It is also remarkable that you can translate this famous poem that fits the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival from so many ancient poems. ah!"
Jiang Yi, the person in charge, has never been stingy in praising him!
What's more, after listening to his words, I completely understood Jiang Yi better.
Like the current person in charge, the somewhat old face is full of appreciation and admiration, as well as unabashed excitement.
"What's more, the Mid-Autumn Festival is originally a traditional festival with songs adapted from ancient poems, and it has ancient charm. This is a romance unique to us Chinese people!"
"Today's young people are all obsessed with Western culture, but they don't know that ancient poetry is exquisite and beautiful. It is not inferior to those of Western culture at all!"
"I admire Teacher Jiang Yi's style and talent very much."
"And I can't fault the writing of this song at all! It's so beautiful!"
"Sure enough, the masterpieces of the ancients are indeed extraordinary. The most important thing is that I remember this poem. It should be in the textbooks of the nine-year compulsory education, right?"
"That's great. It's suitable for all ages. It's catchy and everyone can sing it!"
Jiang Yi nodded slightly when he heard this, with a smile on his face: "Who says it's not the case? I have never denied that I stand on the shoulders of giants."
After saying this, the music director who was originally a little dissatisfied could no longer find any faults.
In fact, except for his personal opinion that the composition is a bit perfunctory, there is no problem at all in this song, "May You Live Long", which was adapted by a water-melody singer.
The melody of that song is warm and romantic, complicated and confusing.
It can be clearly seen that the composer definitely put a lot of effort into it.
And the strength is superb.
Listening to the whole song, it seems that it does not ruin the character of the ancients at all.
The most memorable one is the sentence, "People have their joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes."
"This matter has never been settled."
"Nung, moon and new moon."
It's full of sadness and beauty of the yin and yang.
At this time, Mei Rou, who was standing next to her, asked at the right time: "Director Liang, do you think this song can still be played and performed on our Yangshi stage?"
He was dissatisfied with standing up and asking this question before. Although it was a bit provocative, he was kind enough to hand him a ladder and save everyone's face.
Although the music director was still a bit arrogant, he was not an unscrupulous person. He let out a long snort when he heard the question.
"There are still a lot of merits. As for performing on the Mid-Autumn Festival stage, just give it a try!"
Although he was forced to do so, anyone could hear the arrogance and unwillingness to admit defeat in his words. The people in the room no longer cared too much and all laughed out loud.
Only the person in charge always looked at the entire song manuscript with appreciation on his face. The look on his face was that of satisfaction. He couldn't be more satisfied!
The atmosphere in the cubicle next to him was cheerful, and everyone thought that everything had been settled, but at this moment Jiang Yi suddenly spoke again.
"Teachers, if you don't mind, I have a song I can sing to you."
The person in charge, who was enjoying the song manuscript with joy, raised his head in disbelief.
"What do you mean you prepared two songs?"
After saying this, the person in charge looked at the music director next to him in disbelief.
They all saw disbelief in each other's eyes.
What the person in charge thought was that this ancestor was really just like what was posted on the Internet. Writing songs was as easy as eating and drinking.
For others, writing songs is like scratching their heads and concentrating on writing in seclusion for more than half a year. They may have to travel to various places to find inspiration before they can write a satisfactory masterpiece.
This is just to satisfy yourself, there may not be any response if you post it online.
Not to mention that this is just lyrics and not music.
After such a set of procedures, it is very difficult for singers in the Chinese entertainment industry to produce a song.
This guy is really amazing!
Unlike the person in charge who is now in a happy mood, the music director now even wants to slap himself to death.
How can a singer who can prepare two songs for one stage be careless and not take their stage seriously?
This is simply too serious and too correct, okay? !
Just ask him when he was a musician, facing a new stage, he did not have such a responsible attitude and outstanding talent!
Mei Rou next to her suddenly heard Jiang Yi mention this topic, and her heart skipped a beat.
I was surprised that he mentioned it so suddenly, and a little curious about what he would say next.
But the crux of the matter was that he had already said it rashly, and it was a bit abrupt for him to interrupt suddenly, so he listened quietly and let him do what he wanted.
Out of trust in Jiang Yi's words just now, Mei Rou was extremely curious about what he would say next.
Facing the surprise of the person in charge and the music director, Jiang Yi always behaved calmly, even calmly.
"yes."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the music director couldn't wait to ask.
"The other song is also the same as this one: I wish you a long life."
"Pulled out of textbooks?"
Such vivid vocabulary made everyone present unable to hold back their laughter.
Hearing everyone laughing, the music director seemed a little embarrassed. He coughed and looked straight at Jiang Yi.
At this time, Mei Rou knew it was time for her to speak, and she coughed lightly.
"Ahem, Director Liang, you misunderstood. Our Jiang Yi family doesn't just rely on our ancestors for food."
Hearing what Mei Rou said, Jiang Yi couldn't help but laugh as he stood nearby and echoed.
"The culture of our ancestors needs to be carried forward, but how can we do it if we don't have any skills when we go out to hang out?"
Hearing these words, the person in charge's eyes lit up!
"So you mean you wrote this second song yourself?"
Who doesn't know that the music that is more awesome than Jiang Yi's cover of ancient poems is composed by himself.
Specific details can be found in Wujiapo, Huaxia Youth, and Wanjiang!
Which of these Jiang Yi's original songs doesn't make your blood boil when you mention it? Popular all over the Internet? !
So the person in charge was extremely excited now. Under his expectant eyes, Jiang Yi nodded slowly.
"That's right. Do you two want to listen first?"
I heard that it was his original song, why do I need to wait?
The two of them nodded and directly invited them back into the recording studio.
(End of chapter)
