superstar of life

Chapter 8 Dare to challenge?

Yang Xiuyuan clicked on the private community on TX Music, and the data changed.

The number of followers exceeded 3000, the sales volume became more than [-], and the message area became active.

"Wow, number one, I finally found Boss Yang!"

"It's been on the loop for an entire afternoon, I paid attention, Boss Yang, come on, I look forward to more good songs from you."

"What's wrong with Boss Yang?"

"@Upstairs' buddy, lock the latest issue of "Chu Nanfeng's Music House" at 07:30 on Monday night, and you will know what Boss Yang is."

It can be seen that many people came from the live broadcast, and the edited version of the program will not be played until the day after tomorrow, which is Monday.

The biggest highlight of self-media programs is their authenticity. Many programs have live broadcasts, but the experience of live broadcasts is definitely not as good as after editing, and it has little impact on recording and broadcasting.

On April [-]th, the weekend, Yang Xiuyuan finished his morning run, and went to Chu Nanfeng's recording studio just like yesterday.

Today came earlier than yesterday, and when I found out, it was still the latest one.

"Xiao Wu, why are you so early?"

Xiao Wu is the youngest member of the band, 25 years old, a student taught by Master Feng, and came to work in Master Feng's studio after graduation.

"Morning, Brother Yuan." Xiao Wu was slightly fat, looking very festive, with dark circles under his eyes, and said listlessly: "We didn't go back at all, and we were helping Director Wen make a song yesterday."

Yang Xiuyuan looked around, and sure enough, some were lying on the table, some were lying on the sofa, and some were sitting in the corner leaning against the wall.

"Have you made it?"

"Well, it's done, but I'm not very satisfied. Director Wen is still changing the lyrics next door."

Yang Xiuyuan nodded, looking at the appalling scene, he seemed to have seen the time when he started his own business, similar to them at that time, there was no concept of bed, he just squinted for a while when he was sleepy, got up and continued to work.

Yang Xiuyuan's movements were very light, and he left the recording studio without disturbing them.

Along the South River, I entered a small street, packed a bunch of food, and then went back to the recording studio.

"Wow, Brother Yuan, thank you."

When the food came, they rushed over one by one. After getting acquainted with Yang Xiuyuan, he was not polite to Yang Xiuyuan, and he was indeed hungry.

Wen Dongsheng also came over and was discussing with Chu Nanfeng. This time, he personally participated in the battle and wrote the lyrics with Chu Nanfeng. He was busy all night.

Yang Xiuyuan took two chicken soups and copied them over: "Master Feng, Director Wen, let's eat something first, your body is important."

Chu Nanfeng put down the manuscript in his hand, and gave Yang Xiuyuan a haggard smile: "Thank you, I don't have the energy to greet you anymore, so let's treat it as my own territory and be more casual."

Chu Nanfeng took Yang Xiuyuan's lunch box containing Chaoshou chicken soup, and passed a copy to Wen Dongsheng: "Let's eat first, be careful of sudden death, and learn from young people when you are old."

"Thank you." Wen Dongsheng first thanked Yang Xiuyuan, and then said to Chu Nanfeng: "You think I want to, I can arrange the work as soon as possible, the production side is already urging me, yes Xiao Yang, please help me to see what I wrote with Lao Chu all night."

After Wen Dongsheng finished speaking and handed over the manuscript in his hand, Yang Xiuyuan smiled and said, "I may not be able to tell the good from the bad."

"Let's see, according to your writing standards, be more objective."

Yang Xiuyuan nodded. Looking at the manuscript, he was a little stressed and a little excited. For him, this should be a sign of his real exposure to this industry.

I dare not stop in the crowd

I dare not sing in the deserted valley
Afraid to hear the echo hidden in my heart
fragile dignity

Like snow piled up one by one into a glacier
No matter how cold it is, never show weakness to yourself
our world

Find yourself in the din of contention

But not free and easy not afraid of being forgotten

Yang Xiuyuan hummed along with the score while reading the lyrics. The melody line of this song is peaceful, and there is a fifth-degree jump at the climax.

Let this song immediately become strong and upright.

It's a bit like the climax of rock music, and Yang Xiuyuan can't fault it.

"Excellent work!"

Chu Nanfeng said: "There is no problem with the work. We are all satisfied. What he struggles with is the compatibility with the movie. You should have watched Lao Wen's movie. His plot can always be sublimated by the theme song. The more you watch it, the more interesting it will be." Taste, this song is a mature work, but for the film, the strength is not enough."

Yang Xiuyuan nodded. That was the case with the Undefeated Youth film the year before last. There was a classic line in it, accompanied by background music, which hurt the hearts of many young people.

"If you don't study well, you can call it youth. Your youth is really cheap."

It was this sentence that made Yang Xiuyuan fall in love with the movie Undefeated Youth, and it was also this sentence that hurt the heroine's heart. Facing the college entrance examination, she began to retreat and cram her feet.

Wen Dongsheng's movie is to tear apart the most plain cruelty in warm colors, and let people face the pain of growing up.

This is why some people say that Wen Dongsheng's movies are undervalued by the market.

"So, I have to change the words." Wen Dongsheng said while eating and copying his hands.

Yang Xiuyuan, who was standing next to him, suddenly had an impulse. If he could make a song and embed it in a movie directed by Wen Dongsheng, what a sense of accomplishment it would be!
Chu Nanfeng sighed slightly: "I know it's not a good thing for you to come, I hope I can come up with a suitable composition in the past few days, otherwise this night will be in vain."

Yang Xiuyuan stepped aside, took out his mobile phone, and searched for Wen Dongsheng's new movie information on the Internet.

After having this idea, he couldn't suppress it. Although his creative ability may not be enough, he still has another memory in his mind. This is the back door opened for him by God. There is no need to be too pedantic to use this advantage.

"Let's go"

Director: Wen Dongsheng
Release date: May 24
This is a journey of two men, but also a practice of self-discovery.

That's all there is to find.

Two men, self-discovery, travel, three key words.

Chu Nanfeng passed by Yang Xiuyuan's side when he was throwing out the trash after finishing his meal. He accidentally saw the webpage on Yang Xiuyuan's phone, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

People who make music have such an opportunity in front of them, how can they not be tempted.

Back at his seat, Chu Nanfeng whispered to Wen Dongsheng: "How about we let Xiao Yang try?"

"Try what?" After asking, Wen Dongsheng realized that the test must be writing songs.

"Are you so optimistic about him? I have Qi Yang and Wei Haiping's finished products, but none of them have achieved the desired effect."

Qi Yang and Wei Haiping are both top musicians in the entertainment industry. When the filming started, Wen Dongsheng approached them to make an appointment for a work.

"Who can say for sure about this kind of thing, but he has you in front of him, so he doesn't want to try?"

The choice was left to Wen Dongsheng himself, but Chu Nanfeng's attitude was to let Yang Xiuyuan try.

Time was tight, Wen Dongsheng looked at the unsatisfactory manuscript in his hand, pondered for a while, and finally decided, let's be a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
"Little Yang!"

Yang Xiuyuan put away his phone and walked over: "Director Wen, did you call me?"

Wen Dongsheng pulled out a piece of A4 paper from the bottom of a document, with densely packed small characters on it.

"Dare to challenge it?"

(End of this chapter)