Chapter 33: Lyricist and Music Master: I don’t accept it… I don’t deserve it
Wheat Wave Recording Studio.
Wang Jianing put his hands in his pockets, walked to the door, and stuck his head in: "Are you here?"
The musicians waiting in the studio shook their heads.
Wang Jianing shrugged, whistled, and left again.
Soon, another gold medal composer of Mailang, Zhao Qiao, walked into the studio and looked around: "Not here yet?"
The musician shook his head: "Why don't you guys come over as a group? There's no need for someone to come and ask again later."
Today is a big event for Mailang.
In the past two months, the man who has defeated many songwriters in Mailang countless times is coming.
After An Lan made a breakthrough in the first episode, Liu Jianxi asked Mailang's songwriters to write songs for An Lan.
Then, An Lan would send over a demo for each episode.
According to Liu Jianxi, if the songs written by Han Zhou are not good, then he can use songs written by his own people.
But every time.
Songs written by Han Zhou are better.
All the songwriters of Mailang were once very successful. All of them have several or even dozens of songs that are well-known to the audience, and many of them have won numerous awards.
However, during the recording of "Tomorrow's Superstar" in these two months.
They were hit repeatedly.
The best among them are Wang Jianing and Zhao Qiao.
Wang Jianing is a composer with top-notch music composition and first-rate lyrics. He used to be the exclusive composer for Mailang’s queen Su Rui, who is already good at writing lyrics, and they have worked together for many years.
Zhao Qiao is a top-notch composer but a second-rate lyricist, so Tang Jie, who has been working with him, has been hailed as a quasi-superstar, but is only one step away from becoming a superstar.
During these times, both of them wrote songs for An Lan.
But after listening to Han Zhou's song, they knew they had lost.
This time, Han Zhou was going to come to Mailang to perform music live, so the entire creative department was in an uproar.
Everyone came to watch the fun and see how awesome Han Zhou is.
In the outside world, Han Zhou is just a singer who is good at composing. He is a newly debuted singer and his popularity is currently only third-rate.
However, the songwriters in Mailang's creative department knew how perverted this person was.
With the same working time cycle, he beats two gold medal composers.
This is so uncomfortable.
More importantly, Han Zhou had to write a song for both himself and An Lan.
On Mailang's side, more than a dozen people were researching and writing songs for An Lan alone.
Also, lost miserably.
Only the people of Mailang, under the same conditions, knew how abnormal Han Zhou's creative ability was.
Many people outside would think that Han Zhou’s songs were written in the past.
But the people at Mailang knew very well that others started writing at the same time as themselves, and the time was very short.
They even made a movie during this period!
There's a ghost!
"Here he comes, the girl at the front desk sent a message in the group saying Han Zhou is here!"
Zhao Qiao stood up and held a thermos cup: "Go and take a look."
Wang Jianing put his hands in his pockets and said, "Go take a look."
Others: "Oops, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll go first."
"Let's go have a smoke, Lao Liu, do you want to join us?"
At this time, Han Zhou and Liu Jianxi were indeed taking the elevator upstairs.
Just in the elevator, An Lan called.
The signal was unstable, and Han Zhou stared at the phone without answering it.
Liu Jianxi: “Don’t answer the phone?”
"There's no signal in the elevator. I'll pick it up when I get there."
When they reached the floor, Han Zhou called An Lan back.
The first thing An Lan said when she answered the phone was: "Don't come to Mailang anymore."
Han Zhou: “Hmm?”
An Lan: "Come to my school."
Han Zhou: "Why?"
An Lan: "Let's run away. I don't want to be a singer or a star anymore. Come with me."
Han Zhou felt that his thought process was complicated enough, but An Lan thought deeper and further.
Han Zhou stood at the elevator entrance and turned his back: "Then how am I going to live?"
Given An Lan's background, she couldn't have thought of this, but Han Zhou had to think of it.
This is the difference between a princess and a poor boy.
On the other end of the phone, An Lan shouted: "I'll support you!"
Han Zhou: "No, it's not you who raised me, it's your parents who helped you raise me, and they helped you raise me even though they didn't like me."
An Lan: "Han Zhou! Do you still care about this?"
Han Zhou: "I may not care, but my parents should care a lot."
The so-called mismatch of social status is just this.
But it's just such a small thing that I can never figure out.
"I'm going in and choosing the songs first, you come over quickly."
After saying that, Han Zhou hung up the phone.
When Han Zhou came over, Liu Jianxi looked at him and said, "Actually, if you weren't a little mentally ill, I think you're not bad."
"It's okay to be the son-in-law of my Liu family."
Han Zhou looked at Liu Jianxi and couldn't complain, and finally said: "An Lan's last name is An."
You yourself are a clay Buddha crossing the river, how can you recognize me here?
My friend, you have been kicked out of the An family, and you still want to bring people in?
Liu Jianxi laughed: "Forget it, forget it."
Soon, Han Zhou and Liu Jianxi arrived at the recording studio.
"What song are you going to sing in the final?" Liu Jianxi: "The final is very important. If your song is not good, I will sing the company's song for Lanlan."
It is said that only Liu Jianxi calls An Lan "Lanlan", while everyone else calls her An An.
Han Zhou said calmly: "If my song is not good, then there is no one in the world who can sing it."
Several musicians who were arranging their instruments looked up at Han Zhou with a look of...admiration on their faces.
Have personality and style.
A few lyricists and composers who came to watch the show just walked in and were speechless.
Han Zhou took out some printed music scores from his bag: "Alternatives."
Zhao Qiao stepped forward: "Let me take a look."
To be precise, the songs Han Zhou brought out were all sets.
"Father" and "Father's Prose Poems" are from the same set.
"The Moon's Trouble" and "The Moon Represents My Heart" are from the same set.
"Live with Style" and "Dream Chaser" are from the same genre.
"Childhood" and "The Story of Time" are from the same series.
Liu Jianxi directly picked up "Father" and "Father's Prose Poems": "Which one is the female voice and which one is the male voice?"
Han Zhou: "My father's prose poems are written in a female voice."
Liu Jianxi lowered his head and looked up.
Zhao Qiao took over "The Moon's Trouble" and "The Moon Represents My Heart".
Wang Jianing took over "Walk Away with Style" and "Dream Chaser".
The group of lyricists and composers watching the show at the back encouraged the person standing at the front to look at the script.
The man walked forward and took "Childhood" and "The Story of Time".
This person only took one look and started hissing when he saw the first sentence.
"Ah, this~"
“What the hell~!”
"Mad..."
It only took him a minute to finish reading one poem. He didn't dare to look at the other one. He respectfully put the paper back on the table and walked out.
Everyone looked at him: "What do you mean?"
The man took out his cigarette case with a melancholy look: "I lost."
"Um?"
"I said I lost. I will never be able to write a song like this in my lifetime. I guess Zhao Qiao will never be able to write such a song in his lifetime. Wang Jianing may be lucky enough to write one or two songs like this in his lifetime."
The person next to him thought thoughtfully: "You mean, look at that song, it's comparable to Wang Jianing's two representative works, "Lonely Cloud" and "Rain in a Small City"? "
This person: "Forget about Rain in a Small Town. Lonely Cloud can compete with the song Story of Time. I took a glimpse of the other song but I dare not read it. I am afraid that after reading it, I will lose the confidence to write songs in my life."
As the group of people were discussing, Zhao Qiao put down the songs "The Moon Causes Trouble" and "The Moon Represents My Heart" in his hands and said, "Let's just go with this one. Twenty years later, people will still remember An Lan and this song."
"Just pretend I wasn't here and leave."
Zhao Qiao put down the paper with the music score and lyrics and left.
Wang Jianing watched "Walk Away with Style" and "Dream Chaser": "Let youth blow your long hair and let it lead your dreams. Unconsciously, the history of this city has remembered your smile..."
"Damn it! Lin Xiaoxing also said that Han Zhou wrote the music with his heart and the lyrics with his feet..."
"After Han Zhou wrote the lyrics seriously, it wasn't him who was attacked as a singer, but us who wrote the songs..."
"The world is vast and the passers-by are fleeting, the tide rises and falls, love and hate, life and death, old age, how many people can see through it..."
“I lost again this time.”
Wang Jianing looked at Han Zhou and said, "I will be the producer of these two songs. I will make the arrangement so exciting that the fans' brains will explode after listening to them!"
However, while Wang Jianing was speaking, Han Zhou was writing a song.
Zhao Qiao, who had said before that he was leaving, also came back quietly and watched Han Zhou write songs.
Han Zhou writes songs very quickly, writing them down quickly.
Han Zhou's handwriting is not bad. To be more precise, it has its own personality, like iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks. In Han Zhou's own words, it is not calligraphy but swordsmanship.
Zhang Yang's handwriting is very easy to read.
Han Zhou, who wrote very quickly, stopped halfway through and thought.
Zhao Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought this pervert didn't need to think when writing lyrics for a new song. He could just raise his hand and they would appear. It turns out he still needs to think."
In fact, Han Zhou really doesn't need to think.
What do you need to think about?
But when Han Zhou was writing "Listen to Mom" and came to the lyrics 'God of Gamblers is your future father' and 'Because Zhang Geshen is preparing to sing Kiss Goodbye', he had to think about it.
There is no God of Gamblers or Zhang Geshen in this world.
So these two sentences must be changed.
Han Zhou thought for a long time, "Oh, by the way, I will meet Chen Feng, so you can brag to your classmates that Tianwang is your future friend."
'You will start to like pop songs because Liu Yiling is preparing to sing "Fields".'
After writing this song, Han Zhou wrote another song to go with it as quickly as possible.
At this time, Liu Jianxi wiped away his tears and took out the music score he was looking at: "This is the one. Let An Lan sing this one."
Wang Jianing of Zhaoqiao tilted her head to look and saw that the title of the song was "Father's Prose Poem".
“This is not as good as ‘Walk Away with Style’.”
"This is far worse than The Moon Represents My Heart."
Liu Jianxi shouted: "You are talking nonsense!"
At this time, An Lan had already walked into the recording studio. She took the paper, took a look at it, and put it down: "Don't sing this song."
Several people looked at An Lan.
An Lan looked at Han Zhou and said, "My father has a low level of education and cannot write prose poems."
Liu Jianxi was anxious: "This is not about prose poetry, look at the lyrics!"
An Lan looked at Liu Jianxi and continued to complain: "My father is also bad at math, and he has money, so he doesn't have any borrowed accounts to keep."
Han Zhou handed over the newly written song "Listen to Mom": "You sing this one."
After reading the lyrics, An Lan fell silent, then picked up the song Han Zhou wrote for her and gritted her teeth: "Do you really want to sing these two songs?"
Han Zhou nodded: "These are the two."
This song "Listen to Mom" was written for An Lan, and the lyrics were also written by Han Zhou for An Lan.
The lyrics read:
Music is your trump card
Take the trump card to talk about love
Oh! I don't want to teach you bad things.
Just listen to your mother.
Let's fall in love later
I know your future path
But Mom knows better than me...
An Lan said seriously: "Okay, sing."
Han Zhou put away the other songs, leaving behind the two newly written ones and two songs of "Moon": "We will sing these four songs in the final."
"I have already arranged the music, and once I find the musicians, we can start recording."
An Lan: "Let's start recording the day after tomorrow. Write the arrangement and show it to the musicians. Let them practice slowly. Come to my school and play tomorrow."
The others stared at An Lan, then looked at Han Zhou, thinking: What does that mean? We have to start composing the arrangement of the song we just wrote, and it only takes half a day to finish it?
"Okay." In front of these musicians and gold medal songwriters, Han Zhou agreed decisively.
It doesn’t really matter where An Lan is going to take Han Zhou to play. What’s important is that this is the first and last date between An Lan and Han Zhou after Han Zhou chose to part ways with An Lan.
Liu Jianxi held Han Zhou's hand and said, "These songs are prepared for An Lan. When the show is over, An Lan will release a new album and use these songs."
"These songs... are very expensive." Han Zhou looked at Liu Jianxi seriously.
Liu Jianxi didn't care: "I bought it."
"Okay." Han Zhou's eyes lit up: "Come to think of it, I can write even better songs!"
