national idol

Chapter 121
The construction of the soundproof recording studio was successfully completed on Sunday, and everything was ready. On Monday, the newly recruited employees of Ding Ning, Yang Du and Wanwei Studio officially moved into the office to work.

Zhang Xuan, who has not yet recovered his freedom, went to the company in advance for a cutscene.

Ding Ning led Zhang Xuan to visit the office, and introduced Zhang Xuan to the employees in the company.

Finally seeing Yang Du himself with his own eyes, Zhang Xuan's uneasy heart these days suddenly calmed down a lot.Even the "ghost talent" who won the Golden Melody Award in the past is working for Ding Ning, so she has nothing to worry about.

She's not from Wanwei yet, so of course she has nothing to do. After chatting with Ding Ning for a while in Ding Ning's office, Zhang Xuan decided to go home and rest. Ding Ning sent her downstairs.

Sending off Zhang Xuan, returning to the company, passing by Yang Du's office, Ding Ning was stopped by Yang Du, saying that he wanted to watch the news.

Walking behind Yang Du, poking his head over, and looking at the news that was open on the webpage, Ding Ning's face suddenly became ugly: "Damn, can you still be so black?"

What a joke, isn't it just the lyrics of "everything else is rubbish", the report of Chenjian.com actually said that after he became popular on the Internet with the song "Those Flowers", he was so complacent that he got carried away, openly broadcasting the song "Those Flowers" The Internet insinuates that Sun Xi is rubbish.

This is blatantly sowing dissension, and his heart can be punished.

"Otherwise, this group of media people is just a group of things that have no limit to grab attention. The reason why this circle is in a mess is because of its own chaos. The media like to stir up troubles, and it is also due to it. Wait, it probably won't be long. , This news must be reposted everywhere. At least Sun Xi's fans, you must be punished to death."

Yang Du closed the webpage, turned around and looked at Ding Ning, showing a broken expression of you.

"Can this idiot, Chenjian.com, take this news down?"

This kind of slanderous news is not an ordinary scolding battle among fans. Once it spreads, no matter how white he is, he will be smeared as Baogong, which is harmful and not beneficial. Ding Ning does not want to be black before he becomes popular. Turned into charcoal.

"I'm bluffing you." Yang Du smiled and got up and patted Ding Ning on the shoulder: "Just now He Yongqing called them and said he wanted to send them a lawyer's letter just for fun, but those grandchildren were so scared that they would withdraw immediately. Can we Are you the kind of person who is easy to bully? I just want to teach you a lesson so that you will not be blind in the future."

"If you want to add a crime, there is no excuse. This is purely finding fault." Ding Ning pursed his lips.

"Just be careful, now is not the time for us to be inflated, let's go." Yang Du put one hand on Ding Ning's shoulders: "Go to work, hurry up and make the album, and when our album sells well, no one will talk nonsense Gossiping."

"Ah."

The status quo of ballads is that they are well-received but not well-received. From a practical point of view, Ding Ning did not have too high expectations for his first album.

But reality is reality, everyone has their own little extravagant hopes, Ding Ning still hopes that the album will be a big hit.

Today's plan is to do the arrangement of "Birch Forest", "Lianlian Fengchen" and "Juvenile Jinshi". The main work is Yang Du, and Ding Ning is in charge of giving advice.

But soon, Yang Du discovered that his and Ding Ning's positions had been reversed. He was obviously the protagonist today, and he was listening to Ding Ning's opinions almost throughout the process.

It's normal for a writer who arranges lyrics and music to have a general idea of ​​the songs he writes, and has a perfect idea of ​​the arrangement.

What makes Yang Du speechless is that in the past, it was difficult for songwriters to agree with his own ideas. In the end, authors usually listen to him because he is more professional and can not only grasp the feeling of a song, but also please the taste of the audience.

But most of Ding Ning's ideas on the arrangement, Yang Du felt that they were better than the arrangement he had been pondering all night yesterday, which made him feel ashamed.

It doesn't matter if his singing skills are inherently good, he can write the lyrics and compose the whole album by himself, which can be tolerated, but even the arrangement of the music can be done by himself, which makes him a gold medal producer.

Are you planning to go to the Golden Melody Awards in the future, and win the Best Lyrics, Best Composer, Best Arrangement, Best Song and Best Singer all by yourself?

Can you be a little professional and stop playing such a scary all-around game?
Can you give others a chance, and stop making such a big award like a personal ceremony in the future?

Seeing Ding Ning's boundless scenery on the stage in the future, Yang Du was faintly excited but speechless.

It is exciting to be able to cooperate with such a talented genius, which is something that many behind-the-scenes people who are chasing music dreams dream of and dream of.

What is speechless is that if you can do everything, then what is the value of my existence, and my dream will come true.

It’s true that I’m here to make green leaves, but you fucking have to give me a chance to make green leaves too!

If he hadn't been really overwhelmed by Ding Ning's talent, Yang Du, who was quite proud that he had never been so suppressed ideologically by a singer, really wanted to quit.

Since you can do it, just do it yourself!
Forget it, let me come, you come, I will drink the northwest wind, Yang Du is not angry.

Ding Ning is not a roundworm in Yang Du's stomach, so naturally he doesn't know what Yang Du is thinking.

Working with Yang Du, his biggest feeling is that this guy is worthy of being a "ghost", and there is no need for him to spend a lot of time explaining something, even if it is a little bit vague, Yang Du can clearly capture what he wants felt, and presented perfectly.

Not only that, but Yang Du can also extend this perfection with his own ideas, and many details are better than the original arrangement in his memory.

This is skill, and it is a real talent, much stronger than him.

Each secretly admired and appreciated each other, and with mutual recognition, the two quickly passed the running-in period and developed a tacit understanding.

Under the catalysis of this tacit understanding, the arrangement efficiency has been greatly improved compared to expectations. The arrangement of the three songs that was originally planned to be completed in one day was successfully completed by the two in the afternoon.

Time is never too much or too little, and it is a good thing to be able to finish it ahead of time. Taking advantage of their energy, the two continued to develop the arrangement of "Born Like Summer Flowers" while the iron was hot.

This is a song with a lot of arranging work. Even though Ding Ning is familiar with this song, its complicated arrangement elements still took a lot of time for the two of them.

When the two of them agreed on all the details, it was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon. Both of them were so tired that they collapsed on the armchairs and let out a long breath.

But the two did not stop today's work. After a short rest, the two regrouped and began to fight hard.

Probably because of the almost seamless cooperation with no generation gap, both of them felt a sense of excitement similar to meeting a bosom friend for a thousand glasses of wine. The two who had no plans to work overtime worked until after [-] o'clock in the evening before they stopped. got work.

In just one day, he actually completed the arrangement of nine songs. It was at least three days of work in the plan. He was exercising his sore muscles and bones. Looking back at today's results, Yang Du felt like a dream. Unbelievable.

He can compose nine songs in one breath, and it can still be very smooth. If it was in the past, he would never dare to think about it.

It's hard to find a confidant, and it's hard to find a bosom friend. If it wasn't for him who was so exhausted and excited, he really wanted Laining to go get drunk and make him understand.

Ding Ning didn't have the impulsiveness of an empty nester like Yang Du.

After he stopped working, the excitement ebbed, and the autumn coolness suddenly struck, and he yawned several times in a row.

Damn it, some fans must be scolding him for ruining tonight's live broadcast, he silently thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)