Huayu96: My Thirty Years of a Prodigal Son

Silent all night.

After Yuan Quan caught Zeng Li and Qin Sheng in their tryst, they decided to stop hiding it and openly moved into the same room.

And Yuan Quan...

On the living room sofa, Yuan Quan was holding a bowl of porridge, watching the morning news on TV with a calm expression.

Last night, the devilish thought of "snatching Qin Sheng away from Zeng Li" burned within her all night, but it finally vanished into thin air after dawn.

Zeng Li is my best friend whom I've known for over ten years.

The two of them have been through countless things together.

Would you hurt your best friend for a man you've known for less than a month?

Yuan Quan sighed and closed her eyes.

just forget it.

I've made it through all these years without relying on a man.

Now that she's been admitted to the Central Academy of Drama and has a seemingly promising future, does that mean she can't survive without a man's help?

Not so much.

Besides, Qin Sheng's help was really nothing special.

It's just a chance to sign a contract.

At least for now, Zeng is still a long way from being successful enough to make him unbearably jealous!

So why be in such a hurry?

Let's keep going.

Just pretend Qin Sheng never existed.

I, Yuan Quan, can rise up on my own, without relying on men!

Qin Sheng and Zeng Li were unaware of Yuan Quan's inner struggle.

After the meal, the two went their separate ways.

Qin Sheng is going to Baihua Hutong to start recording songs.

Zeng Li has already contacted Chen Heping to report to Sony.

After saying goodbye to Yuan Quan, the two went out together.

Baihua Hutong.

When Qin Sheng arrived, Liu Huan was already there.

He was in charge of producing Qin Sheng's audio, so he had to come.

Mao Amin and Na Ying didn't come today.

Both are popular singers with many commercial performances, so they are not free every day.

Without further ado, let's start recording.

Liu Huan came up to Qin Sheng to discuss his thoughts on singing "Too Softhearted" and "Relief".

Unexpectedly, Qin Sheng seems to have a lot of ideas.

He was very confident about the direction in which he wanted to interpret the songs he wrote.

After a brief conversation, Liu Huan smiled and stepped aside.

Ah Sheng's idea seems quite mature, so let's try it out according to his suggestion first.

First, record "Too Softhearted".

An hour later, Liu Huan was stunned in the listening room.

This kid, not to mention his singing skills and pitch accuracy, I already knew he was quite talented.

What's surprising is his control over the emotions and rhythm of his singing.

Simply perfect.

His opening remarks were remarkably mature, with a distinct and nuanced emotional rhythm.

You should know that wanting to sing and singing are two different things.

Some singer-songwriters may express this idea when creating their works.

However, after actually performing the song, and through repeated practice, one gradually discovers that there are even better ways to express the performance.

Then it needs to be replaced.

Generally speaking, the final version of the performance needs to go through a considerable period of exploration.

But Qin Sheng doesn't seem to have this problem at all.

The version he sang right from the start seemed to be the best one.

I also tried to get him to use his own understanding of the expressions at some points.

But after changing his singing style, Liu Huan was surprised and ashamed to find that A Sheng's original version was still better.

So we had to switch back.

After a morning, Qin Sheng had finalized the version he would sing.

Liu Huan smacked his lips.

This is completely inconsistent with his work habits.

He likes to try different approaches, compare them repeatedly, and then determine the final version of the performance.

The version featuring Qin Sheng was finalized way too quickly.

But no way.

I don't think I can come up with any better suggestions.

The version that Qin Sheng finalized seems to be perfect.

Okay, he's a genius!

Even if I can't understand it, I still have to try to understand it.

So he nodded in agreement to this absurd final version of the performance, which was decided in just one morning.

After lunch, it was time to compose the music in the afternoon.

Qin Sheng's performance surprised Liu Huan even more.

This kid actually knows a thing or two about music composition.

Although not very proficient, he was quite knowledgeable about the general direction of the arrangement.

After having Lao Zhou, who was in charge of arranging the music, make a version based on Qin Sheng's ideas, he was surprised to find it quite good.

Old Zhou praised the overall framework, saying it was excellent and that all that was needed now was to refine the details within that framework.

Ok.

After a moment of silence, Liu Huan remained silent.

He's a genius.

Even if I can't understand it, I still have to try to understand it.

There are people in this world who have a terrifying intuition about music, and who can you reason with them?

As a result, the arrangement process also progressed very quickly.

That evening, Liu Huan listened to the audio recording of the first draft of "Too Softhearted," which was already taking shape, and was filled with admiration.

If it were me, I wouldn't have been able to achieve this level of work results in a week.

However, after expressing his admiration, Liu Huan still frowned.

"Sheng, although I admire your genius, I still have to tell you something you don't want to hear."

Although you sang "Too Softhearted" well, I personally think that the song's potential is not very high.

"Why don't you reconsider whether you really want to use this song?"

Qin Sheng chuckled and asked, "Brother Huan, I'd like to ask you what you mean by 'not high ceiling'?"

Liu Huan considered it for a moment and said, "You don't have any fame to begin with, and you still want to make a compilation album. The quality of the whole album is also uncontrollable."

My prediction is that this compilation album will hardly sell more than 50,000 copies.

This is such a waste of your talent.

fifty thousand?

Qin Sheng chuckled to himself.

A monster with 26 million copies sold, and you're telling me it won't sell more than 50,000 copies?

However, he did not refute it.

Arguing about this is pointless.

The market will speak for him.

"Brother Huan, let's not change it, let's go with 'Too Softhearted,' I really like this song."

Qin Sheng stuck to his choice.

"Alright, I respect your opinion."

Liu Huan did not force him to do so.

Sony Music.

Zeng Li specially wore a smart white shirt today and tied her hair up like an adult.

Standing at the company reception desk, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, and then said to the receptionist:

"Hello, my name is Zeng Li. I'm a newly signed singer. I've already contacted Director Chen and I'm here today to report for duty."

After checking the system, the receptionist allowed her to go to the third floor.

In the office at the end of the corridor on the third floor, Chen Heping warmly received her.

After chatting for a while, Chen Heping smiled and said, "I've already arranged your agent. It's Zhao Fang, a senior agent from the company."

She has extensive industry experience and is highly professional; you can rest assured and work with her from now on.

Zeng Li nodded timidly.

Then, Chen Heping led Zeng Li to Zhao Fang's office.

Zhao Fang, in her mid-thirties, with short curly hair, was typing furiously on her computer screen.

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Fang only glanced up before continuing to type on her computer screen.

She was obviously very busy.

Chen Heping smiled, put down a CD, pointed at Zeng Li, and said:

"I've brought the person to you, along with her demo."

When you have time, remember to listen to it once.

As for how to further develop your talent, you're a top agent, so I won't interfere.

Zhao Fang gave a casual "hmm" and didn't even glance at the two of them.

Chen Heping knew Zhao Fang's temperament, so he didn't say anything more and left with a smile.

Zeng Li stood in the room, barely daring to breathe, waiting.

After waiting for who knows how long, Zeng Li felt his legs were about to ache from standing, when Zhao Fang finally finished her work.

However, she seemed to have forgotten Chen Heping's instruction to listen to the demo first.

He glanced at the disc that had inexplicably appeared on the table with some confusion, then casually put it into the drawer.

Looking up at Zeng Li, Zhao Fang said, "Zeng Li, right? Sing me a song first, I want to hear your singing skills."