China Entertainment's World of Light and Shadow

The next Saturday, the sun had just risen in the morning.

Yanjing Mianmian Hutong, Yang Mi’s courtyard.

Two beauties, one big and one one small, were standing opposite each other under the tree in dance practice clothes. The big girl was holding a ruler and teaching the little girl how to frown and smile. The movements of "mouth, hands, eyes, body and steps" were gentle and graceful.

When it is in place, the ruler will fall on the little beauty's little butt.

Of course, the little beauty is thick-skinned and begs for mercy with a playful smile, so the big beauty is more gentle.

After practicing basic movement skills for half an hour, the big beauty began to practice singing with the little beauty. Tsing Yi’s performance not only requires a gentle and delicate voice, but also a bright and generous voice. The requirements for singing are very high, and the singing skills are also required.

Very particular.

The little beauty was born with insufficient conditions, and because she got rhinitis early on, she still had a babyish voice when she became an adult. But after being trained by the big beauty, she sounded much better than before.

Wang Xun walked to the courtyard with a bun in his mouth and looked at the two beauties, one big and one young, "Hey, eh, eh, eh..."

Yang Xiaomi caught a glimpse of Wang Xun and ran over to bring him to the courtyard. She pointed her eyes to the ground with her fingers, signaling Wang Xun to squat down.

Wang Xun chewed the buns and looked at Yang Xiaomi holding the posture with both hands. He probably wouldn't give up easily, so he had to eat the remaining buns in two mouthfuls and squat down to see what Yang Xiaomi wanted to do.

With a smile in her eyes, Yang Xiaomi directly raised her right leg and pressed it on Wang Xun's right shoulder.

Wang looked at the child's face, did you have a lot of question marks? Yang Xiaomi said proudly: "There is no place to press your legs in the courtyard, please."

Wang Xun remained squatting and spread his hands helplessly.

Zeng Li, the beautiful lady next to her, said from the side: "Mimi, put your weight back and straighten your insteps. Use force!"

Wang Xun's heart is straight, good guy, you also agree with me to be a human leg press.

My mouth began to imitate the sound of the electric guitar, and the rhythm slowly began to bring out the feeling.

Wang Xun said directly: "Mimi, take your legs away, I'll get the electric guitar."

Yang Xiaomi looked at Wang Xun curiously, but she didn't move slowly and lowered her right leg.

Wang Xun got up and went back to his recording studio. He picked up his Yamaha electric guitar and the matching charging speaker. He returned to the center of the courtyard, connected the electric guitar and the speaker, put the electric guitar on his back and slightly adjusted the intonation. He raised his chin slightly to signal.

The two beauties listened carefully.

BGM "pacifibsp;rim" played, Yang Xiaomi started to move her head and head to the rhythm of the music, and Zeng Li gradually started to dance to the music.

Yang Xiaomi was doing a swinging and punching pose, and Zeng Lihui was doing a waving and swinging pose, while the two actresses were dancing to the disco.

Zeng Li smiled and said directly: "This is the first time I practiced Qing Yi Chen Gong with rock music accompaniment."

Yang Xiaomi shook her head and said with a proud smile: "The rhythm is so good, I feel uncomfortable even if I don't move."

Slowly, a group of people gathered in the courtyard. After all, the sound of the stereo was too loud. A group of middle-aged people were seen swaying together with the beauties.

After Wang Xun played the rhythm of "pacifibsp;rim", he switched to the Slam Dunk opening song "I really want to say I love you loudly" and finally the Slam Dunk ending song "Until the End of the World".

Godfather Yang Xiaolin clapped his hands and said: "Next basketball game, Nao Nao, just use this music. I feel like I can beat your dad."

Xunba Wang Wenyou looked at his old friend and said directly: "Brother Xiao Yang, why don't you dare to challenge Brother Yang to a duel?"

Godfather Yang Xiaolin shrank his neck and stopped talking, causing everyone to lean back and laugh.

Wang Xun took off his electric guitar, looked at everyone and said, "Thank you everyone. If you have money, you can support your career, but if you don't have money, you can support your career."

Li Hong, Xun's mother, stepped forward and patted Wang Xun on the head and said, "Who are you asking for money from? Didn't you know that your mother's nickname is Pixiu recently?"

Godmother Yang Chunling also stepped forward and joked: "I'm 14 years old. It's time to be an adult. I can earn my own money and spend it on my own. No, you can't hear this seven times for a penny on a horizontal bridge."

Wang Xun is so angry. There is no private subsidy recently. How can he support Yang Xiaomi?

He directly took out his phone and dialed Senior Brother Sun Nan: "Hey, Brother Nan, come to my house to record a song. I see you are very popular recently. Junior Brother is relatively poor recently, please give me some relief."

There was a sound of wine bottles falling to the ground on the other side of the phone, and Sun Nan said: "No, brother, I'm having a concert outside recently. How about waiting for me to go back? I'll save the song for now. I'm missing one song for my new album.

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Wang Xun said helplessly: "No, you are obviously hungover. Don't worry, I'll give it to Sister Tan."

Sun Nan said hurriedly on the phone: "Just leave the male version to me. Don't look for Brother Huan. He's been busy recently and this is the song for him."

Wang Xun thought in his heart that you were too distracted and wanted to challenge Brother Huan's status.

Wang Xun thought for a moment and replied: "Okay, I'll keep it for you. It's a movie theme song."

Sun Nan smiled and said: "No problem, I'll let you decide when the time comes. When will you go play football with me?"

Wang Xunqi smiled and replied: "Brother, were you playing football? You were kicking me. You can't play football when it's at its peak. Let's meet again later. Goodbye!" Sun Nan hung up without even hearing the reply.

Telephone.

Wang Xun didn't want to deal with these adults who were teasing him, so he took his beloved Yamaha and stereo and turned around to go back to his recording studio.

Returning to the recording studio, she stood in front of the mixing desk, took out her phone, found the number marked Big Devil, and called: "Sister Jing, are you busy? No, come to Mianmian Hutong to help record a promotional song for the movie.

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After speaking quickly, he put down the phone, cleared his mind, picked up the milk on the table and took a sip. His legs began to cramp when he went to bed last night. Based on Wang Xun's experience as a human being, he was about to start growing.

So I picked up the phone and found the number of Grandma Cook No. 1 and dialed it. After a few beeps: "Hey, grandma, I want to drink pork rib soup at noon. I'm deficient in calcium."

"Pork ribs soup, good. It's calcium deficient. Put more dried shrimps." Grandma's loud voice came from the phone. Well, the whole family probably knows that Wang Xun is deficient in calcium.

Thanks to technology and thanks to Bell, otherwise Wang Xun would have to run out. Now Wang Xun just wants to be a quiet fish in the recording studio.

Time became very slow when he was daydreaming, so Wang Xun decided to find some songs for Sister Mi and make an album.

"Mouse Loves Rice" will be released soon. Bring it to you. Happy Yang Chengang should not worry about having so much money.

However, this song will probably be criticized by Grandma Gu as soon as it is released. Then choose "First Dream", which focuses on young girls. Miyuki Nakajima's "Ride on the Back of the Silver Dragon" was only released in 2003. As for Van Harvard, tube

As for her, she has never had a favorable impression of Wang Xun, the artist who is a master of marketing.

Wang found a few pieces of A4 paper, picked up a pen and wrote down the music score first and then silently wrote the lyrics: "If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of ​​reality, how can we know how hard we have to work hard to get far. If dreams never fall off the cliff, at the critical moment,

How do you know that persistent people have invisible wings..."

Hey, the invisible wings are no longer sleepy, the brainstorming knowledge map is activated.

"Invisible Wings" must be won. In his previous life, Wang Xun saw the president of Peking University singing it, and later it became a 09bj college entrance examination essay topic. This must be called out in advance.

Continue to compose music and copy the lyrics: "Every time, I am strong in wandering and lonely. Every time, even if I am hurt, I will not shed tears. I know that I have always had a pair of invisible wings, taking me to fly, fly over despair. Don't think about it

, they have a beautiful sun..."

No, can Yang Xiaomi sing? Forget it, Qu’s father is so capricious. Anyway, there are many songs in his mind. From now on, Yang Xiaomi will go out for commercial performances and lip-sync. What singing and acting skills are required for a professional actor?

They are all stumbling.

Hey, where did you write about the beautiful sun? What did you think of? Wang Xun pinched his chin. Finish writing the previous work first, and then talk about it.

I stopped writing, aha, Brother Jie hasn’t made his debut yet. I wrote down "The Most Beautiful Sun". Wang Xun had already thought of the title of this album and called it "Words and Music Solitaire". Hahaha, Wang Xun smiled proudly.

Mental illness.

Sharingan activates "My world will be beautiful because of you. My sky will not be dark because of you. Give me happiness, shed tears for my sadness. Give me tolerance, so that I can spread my wings and fly high...

"

The next song is "i believe" that I prepared before. Take a look at the lyrics and translate "I believe" in English directly.

When inspiration broke out, I quickly picked up the score and wrote the lyrics, "I want to fly into the sky and stand side by side with the sun. The world is waiting for me to change. I am never afraid of others seeing my dreams, and I can realize them here. Laughing loudly allows you and me to stand side by side, no matter where

I can’t have unlimited joy. I put aside my worries and bravely stride forward. I will stand in the middle of the stage..."

This song must be arranged for Brother Huan. After that, Wang Xun picked up his mobile phone and called Brother Huan: "Hey, Brother Huan, are you in Yanjing? Come to Mianmian Hutong, I'm bursting with inspiration. This song is especially suitable for you, not you."

I'm not even happy to sing. Okay, I'm done."

Before I knew it, it had been an hour and a half. It was time to move around. Wang Xun walked out of the recording studio with a water glass. Alas, the sun was a bit bright. He raised his hand to block the sun. He remembered something, the professional cover of "Fairy Tale", yes, silently.

Arrange this song.

Wait, that's not right. Where is the big devil? How long has it been?

Just as I was about to pick up the phone, I saw two beauties, one old and three young, sitting under the tree. I said directly: "Sister Jing is here, why don't you come in?"

Yang Xiaomi smiled and said, "Sister Jing came in just now and saw you writing and drawing there. Then she left by herself."

Wang Xunyi covered his forehead because he was too involved in the incident. He quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I got inspired and just wrote a few new songs for you. Come in and have a look."

Tan Jing quickly stood up and prepared to follow Wang Xun into the recording studio. Wang Xun looked at the two wooden figures behind who were sitting motionless, but their eager expressions betrayed their thoughts. Wang Xun waved and said: "Follow me!"

Yang Xiaomi jumped up and saluted and said: "Yes, sir!"

Zeng Li held his stomach and laughed like a goose, and followed Yang Xiaomi and Wang Xun into the recording studio amid a burst of giggles.

Wang Xun sat in front of the recording desk and handed "Mouse Loves Rice", "First Dream" and "Invisible Wings" to Yang Xiaomi and told her to follow the lyrics.

I made a cup of Pangdahai for the big devil Tan Jing, told her to open up her voice, handed Tan Jing the sheet music of "i believe", and then watched Tan Jing enter the recording room.

Sitting back in front of the recording desk, Wang Xun looked at Zeng Li who looked curious, and motioned for her to sit next to him and listen to Tan Jing's recording. But Wang Xun thought, that's not right, what about Li's business performance? The whole song,

After thinking about it, "Girl with Wings" was the one for her. Anyway, Wang Xun doesn't like pork chop face so much. Wang Xun didn't feel any burden at all to sing the song by the Hong Kong and Taiwanese singer Blood Wheel Eye.

I started writing lyrics when I thought of it: "When I was an ignorant girl, I didn't understand love when I met love. From the past to the present, until he also left. I was left to wander in the sea of ​​clouds, knowing that no one can replace the trust he gave me.

.see me fly,i am proud to fly up high..."

Zeng Li quietly looked at the lyrics written by Wang Xun in small regular letters. After all, she graduated from an opera school, and she could read music and hummed along quietly. Maybe it was her own experience, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Wang Xun stopped writing and thought for a while, one song was not enough. He stood up and was about to open the safe, only to find that Zeng Li next to him had red eyes and was a little panicked. Wang Xun said directly: "Mimi, please comfort Sister Li, I'm going to open the safe now."

Safe."

Yang Xiaomi was still reciting the lyrics silently. She rolled her eyes at Wang Xun, got up and walked to Zeng Li, whispering comfort.

With her gentle look, she really has the potential to be a good wife and mother.

Wang Xun knelt down and entered the password to open the safe and took out his song library notepad. He took out copies of the lyrics of the three songs "Later", "Fairy Tale" and "Never Back Down" by the names of h, t and y.

Then he put the notepad back in the safe and sealed it. He stood up, sat back down, handed "Later" to Zeng Li, and said, "Sister Li, I will try this song later and put it into the movie as an interlude."

Zeng Li felt much better and nodded vigorously.

When Wang Xun saw Tan Jing knocking on the glass in the recording studio, he immediately turned his attention, pressed the call button on the console and said: "Sister Jing, listen to the accompaniment first. This version was recorded before the male accompaniment. It may be useful to you."

If the key is low, try it again later. If you think it is low, we can adjust it."

Tan Jing's right hand is ok. She puts on her headphones, listens to the accompaniment, and sings along softly.

There must be nothing wrong with the Big Devil's singing skills, but there is more skill than emotion. When he sang the chorus, Wang Xun made a stop gesture with his hand and pressed the call button: "Sister Jing, put down your skills and put out more emotion. Your voice is a bit

Go ahead and drink some water!"

Tan Jing nodded to express understanding, and Wang Xun did it again, shook his head, and signaled to stop. After thinking about it quietly, he picked up the phone and called Wu Ershan, "Hello? Brother Qianjin, how is the editing of the film? It's finished.

"Can you come to my house and play the first version? Yes, this is not a soundtrack for you. Okay, I'll see you in half an hour." Wuershan means "forward" in Mongolian. I wasn't familiar with it before, and it was not polite to ask others to guide Wuershan. But later

The entire crew followed Wang Xun and called Brother Qianjin.

Wang Xun hung up the phone and pressed the call button: "Sister Jing, come over and watch the movie in a while. You can find your feelings. With this key, should I upgrade it to you two levels first?"

Tan Jing quickly waved her hand and said: "One frame is enough. The two-frame chorus requires falsetto technique."

Wang Xun thought for a moment and nodded and said, "Okay, it depends on your comfort level."

Then he handed "The Most Beautiful Sun" to Tan Jing and continued: "Sister Jing, this song may have a bit of rock and roll, it's up to you."

Tan Jing smiled grandly and said it was a joke. Then Wang Xun recorded the newly written songs into the accompaniment tape one by one. It was probably too late to arrange the music, so he played it first and waited for Wu Ershan's arrival.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Wu Ershan brought Xue Xiaolu, Xiao Yang, and Huang Bo to Wang Xun's house. As soon as they entered, they went straight to the screening room.

When Wang Xun and Sanmei came to the screening room, they were ready.

After the 200-minute movie ended, Wang Xun told Wu Ershan that those parts were too slow and they wanted to cut the length to about 120 minutes. It was too long and the audience couldn't watch it.

Seeing a group of female compatriots wiping their tears, Wang Xun asked directly: "Is it good? Is it touching?"

"Good-looking, Zeng Li is so beautiful!" This is Huang Bo, and Xiao Yang is flattering him.

"Brother Qianjin took the photo of Sister Li so beautifully." This is Yang Xiaomi's real-name envy.

"The lyrics are so suitable for the male protagonist! I know how to sing." This is Tan Da Mo Wang Jing.

"The pace is a bit slow, the middle is too sensational, and the funny plot is not dense enough!" This is Xue Lingping's analysis of Xiaolu.

"Okay, let's eat first and let's listen to music together in the afternoon. Brother Bo, don't you always want me to give you the whole song? It just so happened that I came here and it's really available today." Wang Xun clapped his hands and said to focus everyone's attention.

"Really, thank you, my little benefactor!" Huang Bo said excitedly.

At ten o'clock at noon, Wang Xun had a meal of pork rib soup. When the guest looked like a question mark, Yang Xiaomi shouted loudly: "Noisy, calcium deficiency." Then she laughed unkindly and made a duck sound, quack.

Wang Xun looked helplessly at this gossip girl, if it hadn't been for his childhood sweetheart, he would have been pushed to the toilet by you.

After lunch, everyone came to the recording studio. Huang Bo looked at the sheet music of "Never Back Down" and his eyes became brighter. Wang Xun asked Zeng Li to go in and try "Later" first, just to give Brother Qianjin a feel.

There was just one problem: Zeng Li, a Qingyi student who had studied opera for 11 years, couldn't sing popular songs.

Wang Xun had no choice but to teach the singing line by line, but after several repetitions it still had a bit of a Peking Opera flavor.

In the end, Wang Xunfa became cruel and took out Backgammon and asked Zeng Li to listen to it over and over again. Only then did he solve the problem.

However, Brother Qianjin felt that "Later" was very suitable and he was very satisfied anyway.

When I met Tan Jing in recording, Huang Bo got through it in one or two takes, as did Yang Xiaomi, and Wang Xun himself is now a millionaire tuner.

As for Zeng Li’s question, I recorded it over and over again. English turned out to be a difficulty for Sister Li, and Wang Xun was also drunk. Then I thought about it, why do people in Qingyi study English? They don’t take the postgraduate entrance examination.

Later, when Liu Huan came, only "Fairy Tale" was left on the album, and "I Believe" was not recorded.

After dinner, Wang Xun began to abuse Liu Huan. He was very happy to watch Brother Huan being tortured. When he saw Brother Huan stretching his throat and almost smoking, Wang Xun was still fooling him, "Brother, this is popular

The sky is the limit for male singers. Just this key, is it easy for ordinary people to use?"

Liu Huan glared at Wang Xun angrily and said, "You can't sing now, so you're starting to torture the singer."

Wang Xun lay on Yang Xiaomi's shoulder and smiled mischievously.

The happy time of torturing Brother Huan was always short-lived, and it was recorded in three takes. No chance was given. The look in Brother Huan's eyes when he left made Wang Xun decide that he should do less of this in the future, as it would offend others.

Yang Xiaomi sat boredly in front of the mixing console. Wang Xun only asked her to press one button. She was dissatisfied but still pretended to be happy.

Wang Xun adjusted his sitting posture in the recording room, tried the pitch of the piano, nodded to Yang Xiaomi, watched Yang Xiaomi press her fingers to start, played the prelude of "Fairy Tale", and slowly sang: "Forget

How long has it been since I heard from you?

Tell me your favorite story.

I thought about it for a long time and started to panic. Did I do something wrong again?

You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies and there is no way I could be your prince.

Maybe you don't understand, but since you said you loved me, the stars in my sky have all lit up.

I would like to become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open my hands and turn into wings to protect you.

You have to believe, believe that we will be like in fairy tales, where happiness and joy are the endings..."

"Write together, our ending." The piano accompaniment stopped, and Wang Xun raised his head and looked at Yang Xiaomi.

But in front of the mixer, the person disappeared. Wang Xun hurriedly got up and went out to look for her. He saw her leaning against the door of the safe like a wounded puppy. She was licking her tears and trying not to let Wang Xun find her.

"What's wrong? Are you still sentimental?" Wang Xun tried to make Yang Xiaomi happy.

"Do you think we will be like in fairy tales, with happiness and joy as the ending?" Yang Xiaomi said with her eyes red and swollen, her expression serious.

"Write our ending together!" Wang Xun stared into Yang Xiaomi's eyes seriously and sang softly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the recording studio was very sweet, and the air was filled with a girl's unique milky fragrance, which made Wang Xun indulge in it unconsciously.

At this time, the inappropriate brain told Wang Xun: "There are few safe gases that can stimulate taste receptors to produce sweet signals..." The official complaint is the most deadly.