Chapter 210
"the brightest star in the night sky"

"Can you remember"

"Walked With Me"

"The Figure Disappearing in the Wind"

The night outside the car window was blurred, and the orange-red street lamps smudged people's hearts with a layer of mist.

All those physical exhaustion and mental distress were briefly driven out of my mind by singing.

The clear singing, on the driving bus, seemed to echo endlessly over the city, and there was a positive flavor amidst the sadness.

Just like Ye Guiren at this time, very tired, but still able to persevere.

Everyone has so-called persistence, such as insisting on the milk tea they like, insisting on not wanting to leave in this city, insisting on illusory hopes, and dreams that are almost swept into the dust.

Persisting all the way, the former colleagues are like the passengers in this bus, they will always get off, and they will not even say goodbye.

"I pray to have a transparent heart"

"And Eyes That Weep"

"Give me the courage to believe again"

"..."

The singing voice suddenly raised, like a beam of faint starlight, shining into people's hearts.

Someone let out a long breath, and the tense body gradually relaxed.

We admit all the helplessness and unwillingness in life, understand all the unsatisfactory life, and occasionally hesitate and doubt ourselves.

The tears became less and less as I grew up, and I couldn't find a suitable emotional outlet, so I could only accumulate them in my heart, so I gradually lost my way in the dark night.

At this moment, this song is like a little bit of starlight in the dark night, maybe not bright enough, but enough for those who are lost in their emotions to get a vent.

This song is not preachy, nor passionate enough, but it allows the injured people to slowly learn to lick their wounds.

Only when the night sky was blocked by high-rise buildings did someone come to his senses, and tearful faces were already reflected on the car windows.

This kind of scene also appeared in many taxis late at night, and on the balcony with the curtains drawn...

In Yucheng, in an art space not far from Xinhai Building, the music house belonging to Xinhai is currently performing its last performance.

Just now, Jiang Yucheng glanced off the stage and saw a familiar face, so he temporarily decided to add a song.

He asked the staff to turn off the lights in the house, and then asked everyone to take out their mobile phones to turn on the lights.

For a moment, he seemed to be in a fantasy starry sky.

"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence"

"Whenever I'm Lost in the Night"

"the brightest star in the night sky"

"Please light me up"

Holding the microphone, he devoted himself fully, and noticed that someone began to cover his cheeks. In the flickering twilight, there seemed to be crystals flowing in the eye sockets of many people.

The man who had prompted him to sing the song today suddenly sobbed so hard that not even the sound of the stage could muffle it.

Someone patted the buddy on the shoulder, but he couldn't restrain himself for some reason.

This kind of crying is so contagious that the surrounding audience can't help being infected by it, and their noses are sour, and they seem to want to shed tears.

So, everyone listened to this song and cried for a while, which made Jiang Yucheng a little sad and helpless.

At this moment, he just felt lucky, fortunately, when Teacher Jingluo asked him for his opinion, he put forward his own idea.

In fact, Yu Hai didn't choose this song at the beginning of this month.

His opponent Lu Haixiang is a master of soundtrack, especially good at creating through specific stories or plots, with changeable styles.

So Yu Hai couldn't guess what his opponent this month would do.

Before making a decision, he suffered from difficulty in choosing and was always hesitant.

So Yu Hai directly approached the singer who was planning to cooperate this time and asked.

One can imagine Jiang Yucheng's bewildered expression at that time.

"Did Teacher Jingluo let me decide?" Jiang Yucheng pointed to his nose and asked again for confirmation.

"Yeah!" Yu Hai said with a serious face, "For a song, the performance of the singer is also very important."

After confirming that Jingluo was not joking, various ideas came to Jiang Yucheng's mind, but he denied them one by one. He knew that he had encountered a tailor-made opportunity.

"Then..." He swallowed his saliva a little nervously, and warned himself not to float or be too presumptuous. Suddenly, a confused face flashed into the boy, and he asked expectantly, "Can a more healing song be okay?" ?”

"What kind of healing song?"

"Actually, I don't know. My fans say that my voice is quite healing." Jiang Yucheng said, smiling a little embarrassedly: "I met a fan when I went to the music room to sing "Daoxiang" , He said he liked my voice very much, but unfortunately, he is a man without a family."

"A person without a home?"

"Yeah! He grew up eating Baijiafan after his parents divorced. Because he often had to do other people's work in exchange for food, Daoxiang was not a good memory for him. At that time, he could only watch it at night. Only when the sky is filled with stars can I feel some relaxation.”

In this way, Yu Hai thoughtfully agreed.

And if you decide to have time, you can actually go to Xinhai Music House to have a look.

The establishment of the music house is similar to the livehouse on the earth.But there are no other products for sale here, only for people to listen to music.

Top-notch music equipment and audio equipment make the music house like a small concert.

Interested bands can perform here after submitting an application, and only charge a small venue fee or a commission for tickets.

A large company like Xinhai will set up several music houses under its banner.

The benefits are many.

Due to the very close distance between the audience and the artists, the performance atmosphere in the music house is often far better than the effect of a large stadium.

Enough to let the audience feel the charm of live music.

The music house is divided into free periods and charging periods. Generally, it is free during the day and charged before 12 o'clock in the evening.

Therefore, some well-known and debuted singers from Xinhai will occasionally come here to earn some living expenses.

And those who need a chance, can also come and try their hand at the stage during the free hours.

The effect is much better than street performances.

Of course, Xinhai can also recruit some talents here.

At the same time, some composers can't judge the quality of works, and sometimes they will take it here to test the water.

People who can come here to listen to music really love it.

It is said that the music house also has a comment book, and many people even write their own stories on it, hoping that composers can read it and get creative inspiration.

Of course, the above is off topic.

A song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" has been repeated by an unknown number of people for a long time tonight.

Of course Lu Haixiang's "The Stars and the Moon" is actually pretty good too.

When Yu Hai opened the new song list at noon the next day, he found that the gap between No.1 and No.2 was far less than that of the previous two months.

"It's a bit dangerous!" Yu Hai muttered to himself, thinking whether to release another song to secure his hand.

This is within the scope allowed by the rules. As long as you can guarantee that your song is No.1 on the new song list this month, no one will mind if you release ten songs. The problem is that ordinary composers do not have this output.

It was when Hai sat in the office and began to consider whether to record another song and what work to choose.

His opponent Lu Haixiang this month is also discussing the issue of the new song list with his old friend Liu Ruxing.

"It's a pity." Liu Ruxing sighed: "Your song, the music may not be too different, but the lyrics are a bit worse."

However, Lu Haixiang didn't seem to be upset and said: "Jingluo's ability to write lyrics is something that many lyrics gods are ashamed of, and it is normal to lose to him."

Liu Ruxing looked at him in surprise: "Why do you feel like you don't care about winning or losing at all?"

That was not the character of his old friend.

Lu Haixiang drank his tea leisurely: "Isn't there still one month left, the result is still undecided!"

"Do you have another move?" Liu Ruxing's eyes lit up: "What is it?"

Lu Haixiang didn't give a shit about it, and smiled slightly: "I wrote a soundtrack for Director Xie's movie before, and the movie will be released this month, so you can pay attention to the new song then."

Liu Ruxing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but lamented his friend's cunning: "You are invincible!"

Lu Haixiang's soundtrack is one of the best in the industry. Many times he doesn't know if the movie is popular or not, but his soundtrack is often very popular.

So this time, as long as Director Xie's movie isn't released after the middle of the month, it will basically kill the list.

Thinking of this, the two couldn't help but smile at each other and drank a toast.

At the same time, the capital, the Palace Museum.

The director of the promotional film, Xiang Wen, took the edited film to the director of the museum and others for review.

After 5 minutes, the film finished playing.

Everyone is very satisfied with the picture composition and so on.

It's beautiful and atmospheric, and it's quite well shot.

"Director Xiang! Can this film be released in a few days? It happens that we have a special exhibition in mid-September, so we can do a wave of warm-up." Dean He Lianhui asked.

"This..." Xiang Wen was a little confused: "There are still some later stages that have not been completed, so we may not be able to catch up."

"Isn't this pretty good? Why isn't it finished yet?" Someone asked in surprise.

Xiang Wen had no choice but to smile bitterly: "For the main soundtrack, I haven't found a work that satisfies me."

The soundtrack of the promotional film is indeed very important, and everyone present knows this very well.

"Don't all major music companies have any suitable ones?" He Lianhui couldn't help frowning.

"The ones sent before didn't meet my expectations!" Xiang Wen frowned, and began to consider whether he was being too strict.

"Let's urge it again!" He Lianhui thought for a while and said, "If it's still not there, I'll ask a few fathers to help me take a look."

Xiang Wen was about to agree, but his assistant called at this time: "Head, Xin Hai has sent a new song. I can guarantee that this time it will definitely meet your requirements."

Xiang Wen was taken aback for a moment, it meant that Cao Cao would be there when he arrived: "Okay, let me listen."

As he spoke, he clicked on an audio file on the computer.

After 5 minutes, He Lianhui clapped his hands together: "That's it!"

(End of this chapter)

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