Entertainment: I treat you as my sister, but you want to pick on me?

Beifeng Entertainment, Zhuo Kaifeng and others are visiting under the leadership of Zhang Dan.

"Small but complete."

Zhuo Kaifeng walked around and said with a smile, although Beifeng Entertainment is only an eight-story office building, the planning of each floor is very perfect.

The composition department, the legal department, the personnel department, and the conference room all seem to be clear at a glance.

"Teacher Zhuo, thanks for the prize. We have prepared high-quality tea here, and everyone can taste it."

For these four gold-medal lyricists, Zhang Dan is still very concerned. If they are not complete, the company's singers will ask them to write songs. It is always right to leave a good impression.

"Sorry, I'm late, I just came back from Hengdian."

Jiang Yan walked into the quaint office where the company specializes in entertaining guests.

"It's okay, we just arrived too." Zhuo Kaifeng said.

"Jiang Yan, gossip, the finals of "Hey Sing", the quality of the songs they wrote for the four heavenly kings and queens cannot be underestimated."

Zhuo Kaifeng took a sip of tea.

The finals of "Hey Sing" attracted much attention, and four gold medal lyricists wrote songs for a first-time singer.

The three cobblers are the best of Zhuge Liang, not to mention that the show invites all gold medal lyricists.

The promotion of upcoming movies such as "Battle of the Double Dragon" and "Your Name" is in full swing, and "Hey Sing" is not idle. The five kings and queens of the finals frequently appear on the hot searches.

Especially the king of heaven, He Wenhua, let go of his rhetoric, and he accepted the champion of the first season of "Hey Sing".

It is worth noting that He Wenhua posted on Weibo last night. According to Zhuo Kaifeng's guess, it should be the songs written by the four gold medal lyricists. He Wenhua was very satisfied, otherwise He Wenhua would not open champagne at halftime.

You must know that there are five kings and queens in the finals, four gold medal lyricists with the same status and level.

Immediately afterwards, Tianwei Yan Wu, not to be outdone, left a message on He Wenhua's Weibo.

"Really, I don't believe it!"

The interaction between the two instantly filled the smell of gunpowder, and it also made the audience look forward to the finals.

"The current situation is that everyone is satisfied with what their partner's gold medal lyricist wrote, and it depends on who can have the last laugh."

Zhuo Kaifeng said, and then took out a USB flash drive and a sheet of lyrics from his pocket.

"This is a song written by the four of us for you, let's discuss it." Zhuo Kaifeng suggested.

Jiang Yan has a special status, he is both a heavenly king and a gold medal lyricist.

"Jiang Yan, we came up with this song after staying up all night." Pu Xingchang said.

Among the four gold-medal lyricists who won Jiang Yan, Pu Xingchang was the youngest, only 28 years old. Compared with the other three, he was a little less calm and more arrogance unique to young people.

The title of the song is "This Life of His", and the four of them are all gold medal lyricists who are good at folk songs, so the songs they write are also folk songs.

Jiang Yan looked at the lyrics. The lyrics of "His Life" are about the father from the perspective of the son, from youth to middle age, middle age to old age.

Five minutes later, Jiang Yan looked at the lyrics in a daze, Zhuo Kaifeng and the others didn't bother, they also wanted to see Jiang Yan's evaluation of the song.

"Have the four seniors noticed that the lyrics have an imperceptible sense of division?"

Jiang Yan said.

"The lyrics of this song should have been written by the four seniors." Jiang Yan looked at Zhuo Kaifeng.

"That's right, an imperceptible sense of division?"

Zhuo Kaifeng frowned, a little unable to understand the meaning of Jiang Yan's words.

"That's right." Jiang Yan put the lyrics on the table.

The lyrics of "This Life of His" are very strange. The first four lines of the lyrics are in one style, but the last four lines are in another style. Although it looks very neat, what should rhyme also rhymes, but if you look carefully, you will still find something wrong .

Although the four of them are all gold medal lyricists who are good at folk songs, just like painting, some are good at painting landscapes, and some are good at drawing human bodies. There is still a gap in the end.

Zhuo Kaifeng fell into deep thought. When the song was finished, the four of them were very excited.

But after hearing Jiang Yan's words, Zhuo Kaifeng realized that bystanders were clear, the four of them thought it was good, but outsiders didn't think so.

Jiang Yan tapped his fingers on the table. Generally speaking, the quality of "This Life of His" is good, but it has not reached the top level.

"There is no sense of division that is not easy to detect." Pu Xingchang felt that Jiang Yan was pretending to understand, and forcibly commented.

Jiang Yan was not angry.

"Sing it once and you'll know if I'm right or not." Jiang Yan focused on the melody of the song from the corner of her eye.

"Who wrote the song?"

Jiang Yan asked.

"Yuan Chengliang." Zhuo Kaifeng replied.

Hearing the name Jiang Yan is not surprising. Zhuo Kaifeng is Dongsheng's gold medal lyricist, and Yuan Chengliang is a famous arranger who has participated in the arrangement of many popular songs.

"It's similar, it's very similar, but the melody is slightly different when you look closely." Jiang Yan thought in his heart that "This Life of His" reminded him of a song, and it was also a folk song.

"Let's go to the recording studio first."

Jiang Yan suggested that everyone move their positions.

The four of Zhuo Kaifeng stood outside the recording studio and put on headphones. Jiang Yan pasted the lyrics on the transparent glass and waited for the sound engineer to adjust the equipment.

Not long after, Jiang Yan began to sing.

"The outside world's evaluation of Jiang Yan's voice is not wrong, the voice of nature."

Hearing Jiang Yan's singing, Zhuo Kaifeng agreed.

Jiang Yan's voice is a mystery, he can perfectly sing the voice that suits the needs of this song according to different styles of songs.

"I care more about his evaluation of this song." Pu Xingchang expressed dissatisfaction.

To him, the songs he wrote were works of art, but Jiang Yan belittled this work of art to nothing, which made Pu Xingchang a little upset.

"What if it's a real 'fake'."

Zhuo Kaifeng didn't want to admit it, but after thinking about Jiang Yan's words carefully, he found that he was right.

[Ripples on a calm lake
he is always calm
in my life
He is a lamp that never goes out

Jiang Yan sang.

Hearing this, Pu Xingchang's expression turned pale. The front of the song was written by Zhuo Kaifeng, and the back was written by himself.

From Pu Xingchang's point of view at this moment, there is no problem with the lyrics written by him and Zhuo Kaifeng, but there is a big problem when they are spliced ​​together, which sounds nondescript.

"I think it's okay."

Zhang Dan said.

Jiang Yan's singing continued, and the four of them were silent. Zhang Dan thought it was okay because she was not a professional.

Hearing the climax of the chorus, Zhang Dan turned to look at Zhuo Kaifeng.

"It sounds weird, but I can't tell where it is."

Zhang Dan said.

The four of them continued to remain silent, even Zhang Dan, who was not a professional, could tell.

"The lyrics need to be changed." Zhuo Kaifeng took off his earphones.

There is nothing wrong with the melody, but the lyrics have to be changed.

The other three nodded with serious expressions.

"How to change?"

Pu Xingchang asked.

"One person must take the lead. The core of the lyrics remains unchanged. I still describe the father from the child's perspective. I write the lyrics of the whole song in my own way. After writing, the four of us discuss how to modify the lyrics."

Zhuo Kaifeng suggested.

"good idea!"

"That's it, if Jiang Yan loses because of bad lyrics, the other gold-medal lyricists on the show will laugh at us and use a sharp sword to kill pigs."

"Wait a minute, why does Jiang Yan want to sing it again, the lyrics don't seem to be written by us!"