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Chapter 144: Personal Team (please recommend)

Composing a song is definitely not like writing a composition, where you first write the proposition and then write.

Composing songs often does not require anything else, only inspiration. Therefore, when composing a song, you often come up with a lyric or a beautiful melody in an instant, and then over time, the inspiration bursts out and accumulates into a song. The last step is to name the song based on the song.

Of course, if the song created is not of the highest quality, then a music master like Huang Zhan can also write the song title first and then compose the song.

As for Chu Ling, his apprentice who had not been teaching for long, after watching the twenty songs he wrote for Liu Tianwang and Zhou Huimin, even if he killed Huang Zhan, he would not believe that Chu Ling would create inferior works.

"Forget it, the thoughts of evil people are not something that an old guy like me who cannot keep up with the times and is about to die can understand." Huang Zhan secretly comforted his fragile and injured heart.

He glanced at Huang Zhan with a funny look, and shook his head. Chu Ling sat down again, adjusted the guitar he brought, closed his eyes gently, and immersed himself in the memories, playing slowly with his hands according to the memory. stand up.

"Zheng"

Huang Zhan, who had just finished comforting his fragile soul, and Zhou Huimin, who came from the recording studio, were stunned for a moment when they heard the first line played by Chu Ling, and then slowly immersed themselves in the music.

As the playing continued, the other musicians all put down their work and closed their eyes to listen.

Ignoring everyone present, Chu Ling slowly opened his mouth as he played and reminisced, feeling like he had returned to the era when the sky was full of war and the stars were shining brightly.

"While laughing and chatting with feather fans and silk towels, I am invincible despite thousands of troops and horses."

"The hypocritical gentleman has a three-foot sword, and I will deal with the flames of war."

“When you are born in troubled times and do not behave strictly, you don’t need anyone to judge your merits and demerits.”

"For whom do I light the lamp, for whom do I add grease, and whoever laughs at me is too crazy."

"The rain keeps falling and the wind keeps blowing. Who can have a drink with me and talk about the world?"

"Thousands of arrows are shooting out, and the murderous intent is like numbness. Who can bear to let me settle down in this troubled world?"

"With three parts of the world, who are we fighting for hegemony for? Now I have my sword pointed at the end of the world."

"But I just want to play the piano for you, and I will have no worries from now on..."

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A song "Three Kingdoms" was slowly sung, inducing everyone present to follow the song involuntarily and return to the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms, when princes were fighting for hegemony and the world was divided into three parts.

"...Three Kingdoms will kill for you!"

As the last line was sung, Chu Ling opened his eyes, and there was a flash of surprise in Chu Ling's eyes. He didn't expect that he could sing the Chinese-style "Three Kingdoms" completely while using the guitar to reminisce.

Then I woke up, hugged the guitar, took the paper and pen and quickly started writing the music score.

When encountering an uncertain part, I would play it again to find out the feeling, then lower my head and write quickly. In just five minutes, I finished writing the song "Three Kingdoms".

Looking at the piece of paper in his hand that recorded "Three Kingdoms", Chu Ling couldn't help showing a hint of surprise. After all, although he had written twenty songs through his memories, after training, it is not difficult to "copy songs" now, but even if In this way, I would never have been able to write it if I didn't have an hour, but now it only takes less than ten minutes.

"Don't be surprised, you had an instant burst of inspiration. You burst out all your previous accumulation in an instant, and you just finished this classic song so quickly." Huang Zhan grabbed the sheet of music with an admiring look on his face, as if he was obsessed with it. He looked at it drunkenly.

"Inspiration burst?!"

He repeated it in a low voice, and Chu Ling couldn't help but have a weird look on his face. Others didn't know, and he himself didn't know how he could write songs. This was simply copying songs, but he had never heard that copying songs could lead to an explosion of inspiration. .

Looking up at Zhou Huimin, who had stars in his eyes and an expression of admiration on his face, the complex emotions in Chu Ling's heart disappeared instantly, leaving only a faint feeling of dissatisfaction.

"In the future...I will definitely compose my own songs in the future, for sure!" Chu Ling secretly felt cruel in his heart.

After regaining his calm state of mind, Chu Ling took another piece of paper and pen, looked at the four words "Serve the Country with Loyalty", and couldn't help but write the music score while recalling it again. Of course, this time he did not finish it in one go as before, and restored his original composition. level.

At this time, the other musicians all came back to their senses. They just looked at Chu Ling in admiration and stopped paying attention. It was not that everyone was not optimistic about the previous songs, but that they did not speak Mandarin, so although they could listen to This song "Three Kingdoms" can be regarded as a classic, but I didn't hear the Chinese style that is unique to China.

Different from other musicians who cannot speak Mandarin, and different from Zhou Huimin who can speak Mandarin but has no musical realm, Huang Zhan, who has reached the level of a master and is not bad at Mandarin, is completely immersed in the faint Chinese style of the song.

Even the classic "Serving the Country with Loyalty" that Chu Ling is singing now is not as important as "Three Kingdoms" in Huang Zhan's eyes at this moment.

In fact, speaking of it, in terms of classicness, "Jing Zhong Serves the Country" is definitely higher than "Three Kingdoms". However, "Three Kingdoms", a Chinese-style work, is definitely not as effective as "Jing Zhong" for a master musician like Huang Zhan. "Serve the Country" is comparable.

After coming back from the shock and looking at Chu Ling who looked as if nothing had happened, Huang Zhan smiled bitterly and couldn't help but swallow the words that came into his mouth.

"With how evil this kid is, I believe he knows the importance of this song better than I do, so I'd better stop trying to do whatever he wants."

Huang Zhan smiled bitterly in his heart. It was complicated and difficult to understand for a moment. For him, a musical realm that was difficult to achieve in his life was easily achieved by his wife. He didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.

"call"

He exhaled heavily, collected his emotions, and said to Chu Ling beside him: "You brat, this song "Three Kingdoms" will definitely shock the music world. I hope you will treat it with caution."

Although he knew that Chu Ling would know even if he didn't mention it, out of caution, Huang Zhan still solemnly mentioned it, fearing that Chu Ling would not pay attention and ruin this song that could usher in a new era in the music industry.

"kindness"

Seeing Chu Ling's nonchalant look, Huang Zhan almost couldn't take a breath and was suffocated to death.

Looking at Huang Zhan, who was blowing his beard and staring in anger, Chu Ling couldn't help but smile. In fact, how could he not understand what Huang Zhan said?

Chinese style songs can be said to belong to Chinese pop songs, and their status in the Chinese music scene cannot be compared with other popular music, especially the first Chinese style song.

At this time, Huang Zhan also regained his composure, but still glared at Chu Ling angrily and said: "After you left, that girl Robin made a detailed decision on the company. For example, the music aspect will be divided into several departments. , make the work thoroughly and meticulously."

After being stunned for a moment, Chu Ling looked up at Huang Zhan, who still had an angry look on his face. Chu Ling couldn't help but feel a hint of warmth in his heart. Knowing that he was trying to remind him, he immediately nodded with a smile and said, "I understand, master."

"It's good to know. There is a saying that people's hearts are separated from each other. Don't trust someone else's little girl until you make her ****." Huang Zhan still didn't give Chu Ling a good look, but the disrespect in his words revealed a growing anger. cancel signal.

"I never stop." Zhou Huimin glared at the two men in front of him, an old man and a young man, with a red face, then turned around and left quickly.

Suppressing a smile, Chu Ling said with a distorted face to the blushing Huang Zhan: "Master, I will leave Brother Hua's album to you. Amin and I will do the albums ourselves, but you can also help Amin." Stay focused, it’s your first time after all.”

"I know." Huang Zhan nodded in agreement.

"As for the time..." Chu Ling thought for a while: "The three of us are very busy now, so whoever has time can come over. I usually do it after five o'clock in the afternoon, and I will also notify Robin and ask her to come more often. Building a recording studio.”

"Okay, I'm fine."

The two talked for a few more words before they separated and went about their own affairs, while Chu Ling once again fell into the business of copying songs.

As time goes by, the scorching sun slowly sets to the west, and finally sets in the west, and colorful neon lights gradually light up the night sky.

"Phew, it's finally done."

Putting down the guitar, Chu Ling stood up and stretched his waist, moved his stiff body, turned around and looked around, and saw that Huang Zhan and Liu Tianwang were already recording, while Zhou Huimin had left without disturbing anyone, so he took the Pick up the music and walk outside.

"bump"

After gently closing the door and turning around, Chu Ling couldn't help but be startled when he saw six beauties sleeping close together on the chair opposite. One of them was Inoue Orihime, who had not been seen for many days.

Just when Chu Ling was hesitating whether to come forward to say hello, one of the beauties, petite and exquisitely dressed in a white dress, woke up first.

Looking at Chu Ling, he couldn't help but be confused for a moment, then he woke up and quickly stood up. While kicking his sleeping companion, he introduced himself with a blush: "Hello, Mr. Chu, my name is Chen." Yu, I will be your full-time makeup artist from now on, please give me your advice in the future."

"Full-time makeup artist?"

After being stunned for a moment, Chu Ling carefully looked at the beautiful woman in front of her who was about 24 or 5 years old. She couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Just looking at her hair and clothes, she could be said to be well versed in makeup. There is absolutely no difference in ability and ability.

"Hello, I believe you don't need me to introduce myself." Chu Ling smiled and extended her hand.

"No, no, no." While holding hands, Chen Yu kicked the unconscious colleague behind him hard, but it had no effect at all.

Seeing this, Chu Ling couldn't help but chuckle, glanced at the five beauties with trembling eyebrows, suppressed a smile and shook his head: "Thank you for your hard work today, it's not too late, just stay here today, you can go tomorrow Pick me up at my house and let’s get to know each other better.”

After saying that, Chu Ling chuckled and turned away, leaving behind an embarrassed Chen Yu. (To be continued.)