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Chapter 225 Two new songs

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    By the time Xiao Zhou took Han Jue and Guan Yi back to the hotel, half of the afternoon had passed.

    We have to finish recording the song today, because "iamasinger" needs to be recorded twice in a row tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.  So as soon as he returned to the hotel, Han Jue took Guan Yi to record two "original songs" for half a day.

    The location is not anywhere else, but in the living room of Han Jue's room.

    Any singer who is obsessed with the sound quality of their songs will find it intolerable to record songs in a hotel with crude equipment.  But the above conditions have nothing to do with Guan Yi.

    "I have been trained, believe me, I will definitely not laugh!" Xiao Zhou held the door and tried desperately to stick his head in.

    However, Guan Yi had a dark face and said nothing. He simply used one hand and one foot to block the door and shut out Xiao Zhou.

    Xiao Zhou promised not to laugh, but he looked crazy now.  Judging from his mental outlook, he was clearly looking forward to this moment.

    But the gap in the door became smaller and smaller as the door was pushed open.

    "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Xiao Zhou shouted heartbreakingly, with a hint of crying in his shouting, and his expression looked fake, "Break it, break it! My hand is going to be pinched off!"

    When the residents in other rooms heard the screams, they couldn't help but poke their heads out of their rooms, exposing half of their heads and belly in the corridor to see if there was anything to eat.

    Xiao Zhou¡¯s cry was very shrill. If Xiao Zhou¡¯s hand wasn¡¯t far away from the crack of the door, Guan Yi would have almost believed it.

    "Brother Han!" Xiao Zhou asked for foreign aid.

    Han Jue sat in the room, ignoring Xiao Zhou's frantic plea for help.

    In the end, no matter how many weak, pitiful and helpless looks Xiao Zhou gave Guan Yi, and how many golden beans flowed from his eyes.  Guan Yi mercilessly pushed his forehead with one hand and shut him out.

    Han Jue thought that together he and Xiao Zhou could not defeat Guan Yi, so he pretended not to hear anything and hummed a tune, as if he was immersed in the world of music.

    After Guan Yi cleaned up Xiao Zhou, he walked back and saw Han Jue lying on the coffee table writing and drawing.  He did not rush Han Jue, but found his own place and read a book.

    Han Jue started creating as if he was truly inspired.

    Guan Yi doesn¡¯t know how other singers create, but for Han Jue, creating is almost as easy as drinking water and eating.

    Since being Han Jue¡¯s manager, Han Jue has always wanted to write something unexpectedly.  Once Han Jue saw two puppies fighting on the road, he sighed, then took out a pen and paper, and said that he was inspired to write a bitter love song; once Han Jue was eating hot dogs and sitting on the roadside.  On the fire hydrant, while eating, I suddenly took out my mobile phone and recorded a melody. Looking back, I said it was an anti-war song I had no idea where the inspiration came from, as if any trivial matter would trigger it in a random way.  Han Jue¡¯s inspiration.  Sometimes it's in English, sometimes in Chinese.  Guan Yi listened to Han Jue's a cappella singing or humming, and felt that the quality was quite good.

    In the end, it can only be attributed to Han Jue¡¯s relatively strong thinking ability.

    But this time, Guan Yi intuitively believed that what Han Jue was writing now was related to the actress named Weng Nanxi whom he met not long ago.

    Guan Yi guessed correctly.

    After meeting Weng Nanxi in Yanguo Leaves Traces, Han Jue was not without any thoughts in his mind.

    Han Jue, who has a habit of screenwriting, will always associate with a story, imagine the different developments of the story, and imagine countless possibilities.

    Now in reality, he has personally cut off any possibility of a story with Weng Nanxi, but he can't help but think about what his predecessor would do if he were in front of Weng Nanxi who had "changed his mind" today.  What choice?

    Revenge?  Or compound?

    The answer is clear.

    But unfortunately, Han Jue is not the predecessor.

    Han Jue assumed the perspective of his predecessor and wrote a "revenge" song just like he once wrote "Bloody Love Story".  It can be said that Weng Nanxi's only meaning to Han Jue is probably that it reminded him of these two songs.

    After Han Jue finished writing the song, he raised his head and exhaled a long breath.  Looking at the music score in my hand with satisfaction is like looking at a piece of art.

    "Has it been written?" Guan Yi looked away from the book, "It's done. Let's start recording."

    Guan Yi had a smile on his face and couldn't wait to see Han Jue's surprise.

    "There's no rush. The plan has changed. This is the new song you're going to record later. I'll help you write the homophony first" Han Jue smiled like a simple and honest old farmer.

    "!!!" Guan Yi?Jing Jing's face suddenly turned pale, and she accidentally broke the thick book in her hand.

    He almost threw the book at Han Jue.

    Guan Yi closed his eyes and told himself: [This person cannot be beaten, this person cannot be beaten]

    Guan Yi wanted to ask Han Jue: Have you ever seen New York at four o'clock in the morning?

    While waiting for Han Jue to work backstage, when returning to the hotel after a busy day of work, and for countless late nights, Guan Yi endured the fatigue and sleepiness, took out the lyrics marked with homophones, and read ten  I was willing to sleep after reading it all over again.  He finally read these lyrics by heart, trying to save some dignity in this recording and prove to the foreseeable majority of netizens that he still has room for improvement on the road of music.

    So you told me to change the song temporarily?  ?  ?

    "Okay, give me the lyrics," Guan Yi resisted the urge to pump his fist and asked Xiang Hanjue, "Which song does this one replace before?"

    Han Jue touched his head and smiled before he said anything, smiling like a simple old farmer with a good harvest: "Haha Actually, the two are exchanged"

    Guan Yi suddenly stood up, and Han Jue immediately hugged his head.

    As a result, before Iron Fist arrived, he saw Guan Yi punching the air in the open space of the living room.  Tiger and tiger make wind.

    Han Jue could only take this opportunity to write the second song for Guan Yi to sing.

    But I can only guess half of it right.

    Today I went out for lunch and two things happened.  Both of these things had an impact on Han Jue.  So the other song is about him and Zhang Yiman.

    "Whispers of Autumn" is based on the current state of mind and mood, looking back at that time.  But to be honest, when Han Jue recorded "Let's Fall in Love" with Zhang Yiman a few times ago, his inner activities were not as beautiful as the piano music.  Han Jue, who was depressed at the time, was gray and decadent. He gave up on himself and ran to die together when recording the program.

    Of course, looking back now and looking at myself with that mood at that time, I have another emotion.

    So he composed a new song, expressing his feelings directly.

    Han Jue feels that he is indeed becoming more and more accustomed to expressing his inner feelings through music.

    "It's written, come and take a look." Han Jue put down his pen and greeted Guan Yi.

    Finally, when I raised my head, I realized how long he had been writing and how long Guan Yi had been punching the air

    When Guan Yi heard Han Jue's greeting, he stopped and walked slowly towards Han Jue.

    "These two songs are about" Han Jue tried his best to sound serious.

    However, Guan Yi sat down on the single sofa, looked at Han Jue expressionlessly and said: "Stop. Anyway, no matter how much I sing, it's just like that, haha. What's the point of understanding these two songs or not, hahahaha  .I only care about whether they have many lyrics.¡±

    Except for the chorus, the lyrics of "Hotel California" were almost not repeated last time.  But such songs are not in the majority.

    Hearing Guan Yi¡¯s sneer, Han Jue quickly shook his head and said it was extremely simple, extremely simple.

    Guan Yi leaned forward and picked up the two lyrics and music scores on the coffee table.

    One is called "creep" and the other is called "rollinginthedeep".

    ? One song is sung to Zhang Yiman, and the other song is sung to Weng Nanxi.

    Guan Yi couldn¡¯t understand these and had no interest in understanding the main meaning of the lyrics.  He picked up the lyrics just to find out how many riffs there were.

    After reading the lyrics, Guan Yi nodded and said, these two songs are not bad and can be sung.

    From the afternoon to the evening of this day, Han Jue and Guan Yi stayed in the room tinkering with new songs.

    Guan Yi couldn¡¯t read music, so Han Jue could only sing one line for him and ask Guan Yi to follow him.

    During the process of recording songs, Guan Yi frequently said: [I think I have made great progress compared to last time, what do you think?  ], [I obviously sang exactly the same as yours, why do I have to do it again?  !  ¡¿,¡¾You are making things difficult for me.  ¡¿

    Han Jue didn¡¯t realize that Guan Yi was so ambitious in music, so he became a very eager producer.

    Han Jue patiently denied it every time - [I don¡¯t think so!  ¡¿,¡¾totally different!  ¡¿,¡¾I'm too lazy to make things difficult for you!  ], Guan Yi was not happy just like that, saying that he had been practicing hard for a long time and there was no way he could not make any progress.

    Han Jue could only tell Guan Yi sincerely that tone deafness was a disease called agesia.

    It wasn¡¯t until Xiao Zhou, the delivery boy, came in and stayed on the ground refusing to leave that Guan Yi thought about making a quick decision.

    After finishing the recording, Guan Yi went to Han Jue and told him that he had heard that there was a post-production method called sound modification in music, so he asked Han Jue to improve his voice.  At least it can't make people feel worse than "Hotel California".

    Han Jue wanted to die after hearing this.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)It can make people feel worse than "Hotel California".

    Han Jue wanted to die after hearing this.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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