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Chapter 148 Red Rose (for Subscription)
The track was confirmed, and Yang Du asked if he wanted to change the arrangement of "Birch Forest" to be more suitable for the scene. Ding Ning thought about it and thought it was not necessary.

In his opinion, the song "Birch Forest" doesn't need much embellishment. He just took a guitar and sang it. It might be better if he returns to the basics.

Just playing and singing on the guitar would look very thin on the spot, and Yang Du felt that it was very risky to do so.

But after watching Ding Ning's live broadcast for so long, he knew that Ding Ning's playing and singing skills are still good, and it might have a miraculous effect, so he didn't say much.

Young people have their own ideas, not to mention that this young man is Ding Ning who has repeatedly surprised him. Ding Ning dared to try, and he raised his hands to support him.

For "Wang Ning Mei", you need to find a band and suona players to cooperate. Yang Du said that he will handle it. Today, I will make the arrangement of "Legend".

The topic returned to "Legend". Yang Du mentioned that after the group PK, there should be another PK between the winners before the finals. A song should be set in advance. If you want to arrange music or something, you can do it together today.

Ding Ning is a person who takes one step at a time. Although he has a heart for the championship, he doesn't think about the long-term.

But Yang Du and the others were really too confident in him, which put him under a lot of pressure.

Among the songs that have been announced, there are still many songs worthy of choice, but Ding Ning himself does not want to sing folk songs from beginning to end, because it is easy to brand the audience with the impression of a folk singer, and his goal is not limited to folk singers above.

After careful consideration, Ding Ning chose "Red Rose" sung by Eason Chan.

"What you can't get is always in turmoil, and those who are favored have nothing to fear."

This song came out of nowhere after he had some contact with Ye Di in the morning, and then he couldn't get rid of it.

It just so happens that the type of this song is the affectionate and lyrical type that he can best handle among popular songs, and the lyrics and melody are very catchy, the difficulty is not high, and it is also suitable for live singing.

"Red Rose" Ding Ning did not prepare beforehand, so he had to compose lyrics on the spot.

Following his memory, he slowly finished writing the lyrics of the whole song. When he looked up, Ding Ning found Yang Du and Ye Di who were standing beside him and watching quietly, and Gu Xi who came while he was writing the lyrics. It's all very exciting.

Ye Di's slightly bloodshot eyes turned redder, his lips were slightly pursed, and two small bean-shaped protrusions formed between his brows, which was really cute.

Gu Xi was smiling at him, but he could see the reluctance to be conspicuous, and there was a hint of bleakness in his eyes.

Yang Du's brows were lowered, his expression was nothing but his, a pensive look.

Only Zhang Xuan was more normal. When he finished writing, he immediately said: "Good words, isn't this a folk song?"

"No." Ding Ning shook his head, glanced at everyone, and finally settled on Ye Di who was closest to him: "Give me some advice."

Ye Di pouted, and said in an unhappy tone, "I'm not a great talent like you, so I don't mind."

To be honest, this song reflects reality to some extent, whether it is Ye Di or Gu Xi, it will be touching after watching it, which is expected by Ding Ning.

Gu Xi didn't make a sound, and didn't react too much, that's because she was relatively restrained, and she kept everything in her heart.

But Ye Di is not as reserved as Gu Xi, her emotions are all on the surface, she must have put herself into the word a little bit, so she will play her temper, Ding Ning imitated her, like a chicken pecking at rice She pursed her lips, as a joke, but also to amuse her.

"What's so cute, vomit." Ye Di smiled as expected, with his mouth opening to vomit.

Gu Xi was here, and Ding Ning didn't make much trouble with her. He turned his gaze to Yang Du and said, "Uncle Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Du caressed his chin with one hand, and said in thought: "If you pick it out, there are quite a few golden sentences. When put together, it seems a bit flashy, but it is indeed well written. The key is to see if the song can express this word. Listening to your hum, it should be your own score, right?"

"Yes", Ding Ning took the lyrics in one hand, got up, put one hand in his pocket, and said, "I'll sing it for you, listen to how you feel."

After speaking, Ding Ning began to sing "Red Rose".

"In my dream, I dream of a dream that I can't wake up from, and the red under house arrest in the red thread."

"All stimuli left with tired pain, no longer indifferent."

……

"Whether happiness is too light or too heavy, overuse does not itch or hurt."

"Overripe red, hollow pupils."

"Finally hollowed out, finally beginning without end."

"Those who cannot get it are always in turmoil, and those who are favored have nothing to fear."

"Rose's..."

"Stop, stop." Up to this point, Yang Du patted Ding Ning's shoulder and shouted to stop.

Thinking that there was something wrong, Ding Ning was about to ask, but Yang Du took his wrist, dragged him into the recording studio, and turned to Zhang Xuan and the others, "I feel like it's coming, the three of you should be yourself first." Sit down. Zhang Xuan, why don't you take the two beauties around, Ding Ning and I will make up a song first."

"Okay." Zhang Xuan replied.

Ding Ning was really worried about leaving Ye Di and Gu Xi alone, but being dragged by Yang Du, he had no choice but to follow Yang Du into the recording studio nervously.

As soon as he entered the recording studio, Yang Du didn't rush to sit in front of the midi keyboard as Ding Ning expected, but closed the door, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Did you just look at the two girls next to you?" look?"

The people who were in the hall just now were all people he cared about. They wanted to sing well so as not to lose the chain, but they really didn't get distracted to see the expressions of so-and-so. Ding Ning shook his head: "No."

"You were about to sing again, I guess they were about to cry." Yang Du smiled, walked to the midi keyboard and sat down: "Did you call the girl behind, or did you come here by yourself?"

"I called." Ding Ning replied.

"That's good." Yang Du turned around with a smile, and sat upright: "Let them PK, let's compose music, do you have any ideas?"

Ding Ning frowned slightly, pursed his lips and meditated for a while, then rolled up his sleeves: "Yes, work!"

What can I do if I'm not in the mood, didn't he let the two meet, now I can only let the two get along first, and then play it by ear.

"Really?" Yang Du looked back at Ding Ning meaningfully.

"Hmm!" Ding Ning let out a deep breath, letting out a trace of boredom in his chest, and strode towards Yang Du with big strides.

"Then don't think too much about it." Yang Du smiled and said, "When I was watching you write the lyrics, I was thinking about how to sing this song. At first I thought the words were not easy to sing, but when I first heard As soon as you sing, your heart and hands are itchy, and you really want to arrange the song right away. Actually, I have a question that I have wanted to ask you for a long time, what is your position on yourself?"

Ding Ning didn't have time to answer, and he sighed again: "Oh, this question is a bit empty."

Ding Ning saw that he still had something to say, so he didn't rush to speak.

Yang Du frowned slightly, tapped his lips with his left fist, and tapped the keyboard with his right. After thinking for a while, he said, "Let's put it this way, you know I used to make pop songs. Talent is no worse than your idea of ​​folk songs and rock. But I don’t think you are very interested in pop songs, is that right?”

If you are not interested in pop music, it is definitely impossible. Anyone who comes here without listening to pop music, don't pretend to be forceful.

But Folklore is the guy he used to eat in his previous life. He lifted weights lightly. He is a newcomer to this strange world. If he doesn't do what he is good at, he immediately goes to toss with the pop who is not very good at it.

As far as rock and roll is concerned, it can only be said to be an interest, and he is eager to try it.

Of course, these facts cannot be told to Yang Du, and it is clear why Yang Du asked such a question, Ding Ning said with a smile: "Uncle Yang, do you have anything that you are particularly interested in?"

Yang Du replied: "There must be."

"Folk songs are what I am particularly interested in, and so is rock." Ding Ning continued, "But in music, there is no category that I am not interested in. Even if you ask me to make nursery rhymes, folk songs, or even operas , I can also write a few poems for you, as long as you need."

"Don't worry, Uncle Yang." Ding Ning took Yang Du's shoulders in a gentle manner: "Let's take it one step at a time. I'm not an elegant person, I'm very vulgar, and I envy Sun Xi and Zheng Wei. I was very young I just said on the live broadcast that I want to be a singer. So, Uncle Yang, you can rest assured that we will become popular sooner or later."

Sooner or later we will catch on.

Not everyone has the confidence to say this kind of pun, even if they say it, it's empty guns, but Yang Du feels at ease when he hears Ding Ning say this.

Looking at Ding Ning's confident smile, he smiled and shook his head, feeling helpless and relieved.

Helplessly, in this guy's position, his weight is too low, like a small weight.

The good news is that people who have no self-standpoint cannot make good music.

Fu Zhou is simple and innocent to the core, Wen Heyang is unruly and unruly, Zheng Wei is inclusive and always able to play new tricks. As era-level music figures, each of them is a character with special self-persistence.

Although Ding Ning has dabbled in many and complicated fields, in Yang Du's view, he has the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, he is more tolerant than Zheng Wei, he has a unique approach, and he is better at playing new tricks than Zheng Wei.

Everyone thinks that Zheng Wei represents this era, but now, Yang Du feels that the little doll beside him is likely to rewrite history. He is like a burning rocket, ready to go, and sooner or later he will soar into the sky.

Inexplicably, Yang Du remembered a saying: One person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

On that day, as long as there is one, it doesn't matter how long it takes, at least three to five years, it's totally fine.

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