"Then who are you planning to let sing the song "The Love of Life" by Dalinzi?"
After calming down, Teacher Guolun asked curiously.
"I plan to sing this song by myself, but I need Ziqi to help me with the harmony."
Guo Qilin glanced at Deng Ziqi.
"ah?"
Deng Ziqi looked at Teacher Guolun in surprise.
She had never heard Guo Qilin sing before, so she didn't know how good his singing skills were.
But there is an unwritten saying in the music world,
Excellent music creators generally don't have very good singing skills.
But these people are talented in music and talented, so they will transform behind the scenes.
"Teacher Dalinzi, can you sing Cantonese songs?"
Teacher Guolun said tactfully.
Composing a Cantonese song does not mean you can sing it.
He also thought that Guo Qilin wrote this song intending for others to sing it.
He had never heard Guo Qilin speak Cantonese, and judging from his communication with Sister Hong, it didn't seem like he could understand Cantonese.
"I only know a little bit, and Ziqi can teach me about this aspect."
It is true that Guo Qilin cannot speak Cantonese, but he can really sing this song, and it is absolutely standard.
There was nothing he could do about it, he had listened to this song "The Love of My Life" too many times.
Under the influence of your ears and eyes, you will naturally learn how to sing.
"No problem, don't worry, I'm here for you!"
Deng Ziqi is full of confidence.
"Then please ask Teacher Guolun to make an extra class."
Guo Qilin said a little embarrassed.
"no problem!"
"I couldn't be happier to be able to participate in the production of "The Love of My Life"."
"Don't worry, you can record as long as you want, no one will disturb you."
“If there’s anything that’s not sung well, I can fix it.”
Teacher Guolun guaranteed it.
…
"Teacher Guolun, do you have any hand butterflies here?"
"some."
"Then please help me record an intro according to the melody on your hand disc."
Teacher Guolun said in astonishment: "Is it that simple? Doesn't the arrangement of "The Love of Life" need to be more complicated?"
Guo Qilin shook his head and said: "The charm of "The Love of Life" lies in its lyrics. An arrangement that is too complex will destroy the artistic conception of the song. A hand disc is enough. The sound of a hand disc is very ethereal, so it can produce It feels like a narrative..."
Teacher Guolun was hesitant, and soon a prelude was recorded.
Teacher Guolun handed the printed copy of the lyrics to Guo Qilin.
Guo Qilin and Deng Ziqi entered the recording studio with copies of the lyrics and put on headphones.
Guo Qilin closed his eyes.
The light sound of the hand dish came from the headphones.
In his mind, he recalled scenes from the movie "The Journey to the West".
He doesn't even need to read the lyrics;
Start singing a cappella in a low voice.
"The past, the present, the past will never come again."
"Red, fallen leaves, buried in the dust."
"The beginning ends always, unchanged."
"You are wandering in the sky, beyond the white clouds."
A standard Cantonese accent came out of Guo Qilin's mouth.
His voice is deep, and the pauses in each lyric are just right.
Even the final sound processing after each lyric is perfect and impeccable.
There are no fancy techniques, just soulful singing full of emotion.
Outside the recording studio, Teacher Guolun had goosebumps.
Guo Qilin's voice combined with the hand disc actually makes it feel like he is narrating!
Second!
It's so wonderful!
"It turns out that a simple arrangement can produce such an effect!"
"Just like what Teacher Dalinzi said, if you add too complex an arrangement, the artistic conception of the song will be lost!"
"The emotions foreshadowed before were immediately destroyed!"
"I didn't expect that besides being a talented music composer, Mr. Dalinzi's singing skills are also so good. He has reached the pinnacle of excellence!"
Fix the sound?
No tuning required at all!
The singing of these lines is impeccable!
Teacher Guolun was convinced. He originally thought that Guo Qilin's singing skills could only be considered average, but he didn't expect that the effect would be so amazing.
"Teacher Dalinzi's aura is so stable and his attention to detail is very impressive. I'm afraid there aren't many in Hong Kong and mainland music circles!"
Teacher Guolun closed his eyes and listened to Guo Qilin's singing. In his mind, the picture slowly unfolded.
It was as if someone was telling him about his past regrets and what happened in those memories, but in the end, the past was buried deep in his heart forever with the wind.
All the past events, when we look back, they all become empty.
All that remains in my heart is that regretful experience.
"The sea of suffering stirs up love and hate."
"In this world, you are too escaping from your fate, and you are so unapproachable when you are on a blind date."
"Or I should, believe, it's fate."
When the previous emotions are almost laid, the chorus comes.
Guo Qilin's voice became slightly higher, and the word "Bitter Sea" was deliberately prolonged, as if to express his regret and unwillingness.
Suddenly, the emotion and artistic conception of this song were directly pushed to the climax!
After that emotional chorus.
Guo Qilin's voice became low again, especially the sentence "I should, I believe, it's fate", every word, with a vibrato.
That kind of strong unwillingness and helplessness is like two personalities tearing each other apart.
"The man I love is a peerless hero. One day he will come to marry me wearing golden armor and holy clothes and riding colorful auspicious clouds."
"I want to remind you once again that after wearing the golden hoop, you will no longer be a mortal. You can no longer have any lust in the world. If you are tempted, the golden hoop will tighten tighter and tighter on your head, causing unspeakable suffering."
"There was once a true love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it and regretted it until I lost it. If God could give me another chance, I would say three words to that girl, I love you... ………
A picture emerged in Guo Qilin's mind. Fairy Zixia closed her eyes, imagining her lover with longing.
Zhizunbao knelt on the ground, holding the golden hoop in both hands, and heard the words Guanyin Bodhisattva said to him in his ears.
If he puts down the golden hoop, he will not be able to protect the one he loves deeply. If he puts on the golden hoop, he and the one he loves will never be able to be together.
All kinds of pain in my heart, burning like a burning fire.
At that moment, two voices appeared in Zhizunbao's heart.
When the Supreme Treasure came in the end wearing golden armor and holy clothes and riding on colorful auspicious clouds, the Supreme Treasure was no longer the Supreme Treasure.
"Haah~ah~ah"
Deng Ziqi turned to look at Guo Qilin's side face, and added the poignant and melodious harmony behind the pause in the lyrics.
Fairy Zixia recognized that this was her lover, but the other party seemed not to recognize her.
Sorrow, sorrow...
Also narrating his own sorrow.
Guo Qilin: "My lover, after we say goodbye, we will never come back again."
Deng Ziqi: "The dissipated love."
"Speechless, sitting alone, looking at the world, outside."
"May we continue in the future."
"..."
