After returning home and spending several hours, he finally wrote the song.
"Heaven and Earth Dragon Scale"!
The name is very ordinary.
It has a strong ancient flavor, just like the Internet ten years ago.
Probably going to pounce...
But this song.
Among the patriotic songs in Zhao Ziluo's heart, it ranks among the top three!
"It's a pity...I was born at the wrong time."
He looked at the music score on the computer with emotion. Sighed.
The quality of this song is incredible!
But the popularity is very low.
This is the theme song that King Wang Leehong wrote for the Palace Museum in 2021 at the invitation of the Palace Museum, and it was immediately adopted!
It shows the high quality!
However.
While releasing the song, Wang Tianwang broke out a series of scandals.
Although it was later confirmed that the woman lost the lawsuit in the United States and wanted to destroy Wang Tianwang in China.
But "Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth" was put on the shelves despite the nationwide condemnation.
Even the Palace Museum doesn’t care about the publicity!
So much so that many people have never heard of this great song.
"But I won't collapse the house."
The past flashed through his mind, and he felt a little emotional.
"Such a good song will never be released unless I can hear it with my absolute sense of pitch!!"
He picked up the phone: "Lin Dong? Record a song?"
"Record, record songs? Me? No...teacher!! There are songs?!"
Lin Dong was simply in a period of language confusion.
"Well, a song sung by a man is not suitable for the group."
"Okay! I'll buy a ticket right away! I'll arrive in the afternoon!!"
The voice of the original singer Wang Leehong is bright, flexible, and changeable.
The reason why this song is not number one in Zhao Ziluo's heart is precisely because of Wang Tianwang's singing style.
Wang Leehong grew up in the United States and is very good at hip-hop, rhythm and blues, passionate rock and jazz dance music. His voice is also more suitable.
But singing such a song with profound historical meaning, he personally always feels that it lacks a sense of sedimentation.
Moreover, because of his upbringing, he did not hear the vicissitudes of history in the songs.
"Lin Dong should be fine."
His voice is deeper.
But that is to cooperate with Norbu Dolma!
If he really wants to let him go, he can definitely reach the level of Han Lei on earth! !
It can go up, it can go down.
"And because I am a native Chinese, I have a better understanding of the century-old history of humiliation."
"It's him!"
"No more substitutions."
…………
Lin Dong arrived in the afternoon.
Before recording, Zhao Ziluo only said: "It's best to be mentally prepared."
“Now when I record songs, I don’t herd sheep like I used to.”
"Don't worry!" Lin Dong patted his chest: "Even if you are the devil, I can survive from the devil's grasp!"
But soon, he knew what hell was.
"It's high, it's high! How many times have I said it! Fish have a better memory than you!"
"How did you achieve diamond-selling songs! No wonder I saw the music news in America a few days ago and said that your singing skills are not good... You are really not good at it!"
"Emotions, emotions!"
"Let you sing! It is to admire and commemorate with the eyes of a historical bystander, a latecomer!"
"Didn't I ask you to go up and do it with a knife and a gun! Why are you so red-faced and thick-necked? Can't you pull it out?"
The sound engineer and musician next to him were trembling.
See studio bullying again.
Six pm.
Zhao Ziluo leaned on the chair tiredly: "Is that okay?"
"No, I'll find the King of Heaven."
"Don't! Don't!" Lin Dong, who was just over 1.8 meters tall, looked like a golden retriever in an instant.
How could this be!
Eat the rabbit...no, give it to someone else!
After singing this song only once, he knew he couldn't miss it!
The kind that you will regret every night if you miss it!
"tomorrow!"
"Absolutely tomorrow!"
Zhao Ziluo glanced at him suspiciously: "Okay."
"If it doesn't work, I'll really replace you."
Tomorrow comes tomorrow, and there are so many tomorrows.
For five days, Lin Dong stayed at the company for food and accommodation.
When I came out of the recording studio five days later, I had lost a lot of weight.
But the spirit is as strong as ever!
"In just a few days, my singing skills have improved a lot!"
He couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ziluo, who was certified to listen to the song.
If we say it used to be worship.
Now it’s just one word.
father!
Those ears... it's as if they've been turned on!
I can't run away even if my breath is unstable!
"Teacher is still a teacher, so awesome!"
"That's enough." Zhao Ziluo finally said, "Have a good rest for a day."
"It's Wednesday now."
"Come with me on Friday."
"clear!"
After a good day's rest, three days later, Zhao Ziluo brought Lin Dong to the city hall.
"Have you finished writing?" Li Anni looked at the other party in astonishment, somewhat disbelieving.
So fast?
Doesn’t songwriting start in a week or two?
It’s only been five days and the audition is all over!
"Do you...want to think about it some more?"
She asked tentatively: "This is a promotional song for a sub-provincial city. A good song can bring the entire city into thousands of households. The ministry's requirements are very high!"
"Not only will deputy ministerial leaders come in person, but veteran artists from the Western Theater Arts Troupe will also be invited to appreciate it together."
Zhao Ziluo shook his head: "I'm sure it can."
"All right."
Li Anni compromised: "Just wait a moment, and someone will take you there in an hour at most... The leaders are quite busy."
Zhao Ziluo nodded, understanding.
An hour is really an hour.
After one hour and five minutes, a young civil servant came over in a hurry.
"Are you Teacher Kong Fang?"
"I'm so sorry, please come with me."
Taking Lin Dong with them, the group walked outside.
After walking a few steps, Lin Dong asked doubtfully: "Aren't you going to the government building?"
The young man smiled and said: "There is no special recording equipment in the government building. Minister Tao specially asked to go to the auditorium."
"It's not far from here. Several leaders have passed by."
After walking about a hundred meters, a very historical auditorium appeared in front of them.
It is somewhat similar to the Great Hall of the People on Earth.
The doorway has a bit of a Western style.
There are stairs one after another, and three rectangular flower beds divide the stairs into two parts.
Seeing his gaze, the young man quickly explained: "This is a building from the Maoist aid period decades ago, so it has a bit of a Western style. Because it is an old building, it is also considered a cultural relic, so it has not been demolished."
When the door of the auditorium was opened, the stage and the first few rows were already brightly lit.
A tall man stood up and said with a smile: "Teacher Kong Fang is here. Please look up and sit down."
"Hello, Chief."
Zhao Ziluo sat down and took a look.
There were only eight people.
Minister Tao sat in the middle, flanked by several middle-aged men and women.
Among them, there are two gold stars with artistic ranks!
He is the youngest and sits on the edge.
He handed the recorded audio track to Lin Dong, who took it to the backstage. Came out ten minutes later and stood directly in the middle of the stage.
Lin Dong took a deep breath.
Then he nodded to the background.
"The title of the song is "Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth"."
"Teachers please taste it."
The music starts and the opening is bright...
"Xiao?" A white-haired old man was a little surprised.
But then he shook his head: "No, it's the bamboo flute."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Bamboo flutes can easily produce choked sounds.
But the bamboo flute here is cheerful.
Not at all obscure.
Just like people who dreamed in the past and saw their dreams come true decades later.
immediately.
It’s the guzheng light wave.
Like a pair of invisible hands.
Pulled the strings of time.
Shaking history into ripples.
Zhao Ziluo was worried that Lin Dong had stage fright. There were no fans here.
So, he didn't see it.
When the 18-second prelude ended, the two old generals opened their eyes wide and glanced at him without trace.
Originally they were sitting casually.
But when the prelude was over, they had already straightened up!
Lin Dong raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "This country, I will write."
“The national bloodline is tens of thousands of miles away.”
Swipe... The screen behind him lit up, and lines of text appeared.
It can be seen that it is a temporary production, and some dark-toned viewing and text form changes are simply used.
"For centuries, six hundred years, the descendants of the dragon have gone through ups and downs."
"This West China, a place of vicissitudes of life, is like a gentleman whose integrity remains unwavering."
"Yunlong wall, glazed tiles, yesterday and the past were like a dream and I came here again."
He sang very well.
It's not as bright as Wang Leehong's, but with a hint of sadness, like a story about the vicissitudes of life.
Just a few lyrics seem to take people into the vast history of China. I saw the glory and humiliation of five thousand years.
"Good words...good words..." an old man murmured.
Even several other audience members couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ziluo.
In their hearts, Zhao Ziluo is just a pop music producer.
I chose him because his popularity has really exploded.
They didn't expect that pop music lyrics could be so powerful!
However.
Not waiting for them to taste it. Lin Dong's voice suddenly relaxed completely!
"This dragon scale has once fallen to the ground like broken ice!"
"One scale, one inch of heart. I can't bear to hear the story!"
Lin Dong is fully released!
The five-day hell experience made him have extremely deep feelings for this song!
After these two sentences, his body arched down and he burst out with a low roar.
Then he straightened up, his eyes already reddened.
He stretched out his hand and his voice became louder: "People observe etiquette and keep their hearts quiet. The melodious guqin plays the gentleman's heart!"
"I'm awake, waiting for a reply!!"
"Circling the vastness of Chinese civilization!"
Vice Minister Tao also sat up straight at some point.
He looked at Lin Dong on the stage in surprise.
My scalp is numb!
These few sentences.
What is sung is a song.
What hooks is the soul.
What you taste is memories.
What stirs is the blood!
He is a member of the generation during which China "went from weakness to strength".
Now fifty-six.
He witnessed with his own eyes how China got to where it is today step by step!
He witnessed with his own eyes what kind of obstacles China encountered, and world war almost broke out several times.
But finally!
They won!
It landed with a clang like broken ice.
He recalled the experience of the embassy being bombed, but domestic people could only speak out in forums.
I couldn't bear to hear the story.
He recalled the story his parents told him that his grandfather died in the counterattack.
sometimes.
The feeling was just that moment.
It's not a big deal.
But I was so moved by the small preciousness that my heart strings fluctuated.
