Reborn since 2005

Chapter 127 The versatile Sanjin brother

In the KTV, "A Letter from Home" is playing. It is a song written by a young man to his parents. Looking at the nagging lyrics, it expresses his love for his parents.

The volume has been turned down low enough not to disturb the caller.

Yan Xin made a singing gesture with a microphone, signaling Chen Li to sing.

Chen Li was helpless and could only sing with the microphone at a low volume:

"Dear Mom and Dad, how are you? You are very busy at work now. How are you?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while before Gu Ru spoke:

"Are you celebrating your birthday with your friends?"

Yan Xin said: "Yes."

Gu Ru: "I didn't bother you, did I?"

Yan Xin quickly expressed his position: "There is no such thing! Sister Ru will not disturb me anytime she calls."

Gu Ru wished him a happy birthday again, and then said: "I just saw you posted a diary on QQ space and wrote the lyrics to "Where Has the Time Gone?" I think you wrote it well.

, it’s quite touching, is there a song?”

Seeing such a reply, Yan Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He is a knowledgeable person.

Said: "Sister Ru, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I have never studied music and I don't know how to compose music. I wrote these lyrics while humming the tune."

There are people who can write songs despite not being able to compose them. For example, the person who wrote songs such as "Sailor" and "Stars Light Up" didn't understand them at all. He just hummed and wrote while recording a demo.

, and then let a professional compose and arrange the music based on the melody he hums.

As for later generations of online singers, especially ancient-style singers, there are even more of them.

When Yan Xin said this, Gu Ru didn't find it strange.

After all, the ancestors who first sang in this world did not know any music theory themselves.

It's just a little bit disappointing - it would be better if there was music.

After a moment of silence, he asked again:

"Then can you hum it for me? As you know, I just want to find some good songs right now. If the songs you write are suitable for me, I can pay you to buy them."

"Well, let me brew it first." Yan Xin said.

After saying this, he gestured to several people in the karaoke room, pointed at the door, and motioned them to go out first.

There were too many people in the room and he couldn't do his best.

Chen Li knew that Yan Xin would not do this for no reason, so he put down the phone, walked out of the box with the two girls, and closed the door.

But after they all left, Yan Xin spent half a minute recalling the rhythm of the song, turned on the speakerphone, and then started singing into the phone:

"The old trees in front of the door are growing new buds, and the dead trees in the yard are blooming again..."

He likes to listen to music and sometimes sings.

To be honest, my singing is quite mediocre, and I often go off-key.

But a good song, as long as it can sing out the melody and the emotion, and occasionally change the key, it will still sound good.

Yan Xin was a little embarrassed at the first few lines, but after singing a few lines, he got involved in the emotion, forgot about the embarrassment, and sang like that.

To use one sentence to describe his singing this time, it is that there is no technique, it is all emotion.

After singing it all over again, it took more than ten seconds before Gu Ru spoke:

"This song of yours is really good. I have already recorded it. Tomorrow I will find a friend to arrange the music to see if it is suitable for me to sing. If so, don't worry, I will pay you."

She didn't ask Yan Xin if he was willing to sell the song to her, because she felt that the price she could offer for the song was something a security guard couldn't refuse.

Yan Xin did not discuss the price with her.

It's not like I just remember one song, there are many songs that I can copy. This time it's just a stepping stone. I just need to knock the door open.

After ending the call, Yan Xin opened the door of the box and was shocked when he saw Chen Li standing by the door: "You're not eavesdropping on my phone call, are you?"

In order for Gu Ru to hear more clearly when he was singing just now, he turned on the hands-free phone. If Chen Li had been by the door, he would not only be able to hear him singing, but also Gu Ru's voice on the other end of the phone.

Fortunately, Chen Li was the only one standing by the door. The other two girls were standing farther away. There were also singing voices coming from other rooms in the corridor, so they probably couldn't hear what was happening on his side.

Chen Li did not deny it. He looked at Yan Xin with a dazed look in his eyes and said: "Sanjin, I realize that I still underestimated you. You are really a versatile person!"

He did hear Yan Xin singing just now, so he put his ear to the door and heard it clearly.

I also found out through the dialogue that the song Yan Xin sang was his own original creation.

In his mind, his evaluation of Yan Xin was much higher, and he thought: "What kind of god is this roommate of mine? Just a random idea can make me a top figure in the Internet literary world, and now I can still do it

It sounds pretty good to come out with an original song. I must have met such a noble person because of smoke coming out of my ancestral grave, right?"

He doesn't have a high level of music appreciation, but he can still tell how good a song is. When Yan Xin sang it for the second time, he was even a little touched.

This is a song that touches people.

Being able to compose such touching songs at the age of eighteen or nineteen made him feel that this brother's future was limitless.

Yan Xin was not modest, and just sighed: "Oh, I just spent all my energy on these useless things when I was studying, which made my academic performance a mess. I have gone astray!"

"This is not a wrong road," Chen Li said. "If you take this road well, it will have a better future than writing a novel."

It may not be more promising than writing novels, but Yan Xin can make it clear that it is not as tiring as writing online novels.

After all, copying a song only requires more than a hundred words. There is no need to type 12,000 words on the keyboard every day, and you have to type every day.

He was modest: "I don't know if this road is feasible, so I'm just trying it now."

"I think it makes sense," Chen Li patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Sanjin's product must be a high-quality product. Your song is very good. It can even impress a heartless person like me.

I think you can impress more people."

He blinked again and said: "If this road goes through, you will be a person who has half a foot in the entertainment industry, and maybe you can date some female stars. I heard that people in this industry have loose waistbands."

of."

Yan Xin glanced at him: "Am I that kind of person?"

Then I started searching for those female singers in my memory, which ones are more beautiful.

(End of chapter)