House Dad’s Literary Life

曦曦 Gradually adapted to the identity and life of her primary school students, Yang Lan and Murphy finally have free time to continue their work. At present, their main job is to prepare a new album for Murphy when he returns to the end of November.

On this day, in the exclusive recording studios of Fei Yi’s studios Yang Lan and Murphy, Yang Lan, Murphy and Jin Yingming each sat on their chairs and formed a circle with Mo Xiaojuan who relied on the console. .

It is not that there is no place for Mo Xiaojuan to sit, this smug old unmarried girl, said that she wants to lose weight (skinny hips), refused to sit.

"I think, the new album that comes back must be enough weight to form a certain market influence! Because Fei Jie has not released a new album in two years, this time must be a hit!" Mo Xiaojuan holds a fist , majestic, angry and said.

"This is definitely what we want. What we need to study is whether, in the new album, we should add a single that has already been played before." Jin Yingming said.

In fact, let's not say that the new album uses the singles that have been played before, and the new albums are mixed with the songs used in the past albums. These tricks are also everywhere.

The most common practice is to take a old song that was very hot before, with a few new songs, it will be sold as a new album, and it will be famous for its special songs!

Of course, Jin Yingming said that it is another way of counting the face. After all, the songs that Yang Lan wrote to Murphy before were released as singles. There are also many boutiques among these songs, and even many of them are the songs of the main songs that others have dreamed of! If not included in the album, Jin Yingming seems to be wasting!

"Old gold, we have released the song, you don't have to mix it into the new album." Yang Xiao smiled. "Xiao Juan is right. Since it is a return to the album, we have to do better, all with new songs. More reflects our sincerity."

"But this is to write twelve new songs!" Jin Yingming looked at Yang Lan with some concern.

Although he did not say the following, his eyes have exposed his thoughts: "On two months, can you?"

At this moment, Mo Xiaojuan hesitated a moment and said: "Philippine sister, brother-in-law, in fact, we may not all let the brother-in-law finish so many songs. According to the practice of many brokerage companies, we can invite songs to other songwriters. ”

Murphy looked at Mo Xiaojuan with some surprise. She was used to singing the song written by Yang Lan. Her brains could not turn around at the moment: "Song with others?"

"Yes, I said this proposal for a reason." Mo Xiaojuan said seriously.

Yang Lan said with some curiosity: "You talk."

“As early as a month ago, Xiao Ai published a survey on the official micro-cast of our studio, which is to ask fans what kind of songs they sing about the Philippine sister. What kind of comparison is worth it. This survey is actually an interaction. The small activities, they hope to use this award-winning survey to mobilize the fans' enthusiasm and promote the sales of songs." Mo Xiaojuan explained a lot later.

"I know this event, you also let me write postcards to several lucky fans who have won awards." Murphy smiled.

“How is the result of the investigation?” Yang Lan also had a strong interest in the story of Mo Xiaojuan.

"The result is definitely not to be guessed. Fans are more interested in the sad songs of "Listening to the Sea" and "Looking at the Sea to See You". More than 50% of the fans voted for this. Options, the rest are like to listen to sweet love songs, and some want to listen to Chinese style or Cantonese, military songs and other types of songs, the latter is very small proportion!" said Mo Xiaojuan.

Yang stunned for a moment, and he touched his chin thoughtfully.

"In addition, we found that there are a large number of fans who have said in our suggestion that sweet love songs will be a bit boring when listening to them. I hope that Philippine sisters can still sing some other types of songs." Said, "Before the release of "Life in Love", many musicians, such as Li Shijian, have published similar comments."

Kim Young-ming also had an impression on Li Shijian's music review. He heard this and nodded. He said: "It is really necessary to try some other types of songs. Otherwise, it is easy to limit your songs to a small area. Like the good voice of Zhonghua, now Feng Huiwen, she used to be called a sweet song. Everyone has only a sweet song on her impression. In fact, she also sang other songs, but it is not fire."

Yang Lan understood it. He smiled and said: "I know, you mean, Murphy, she sang too much before, I wrote about the sweet love song between us, worried that fans would attribute Murphy to similar In the queue after the sweet song."

"But Xiaojuan, you are too small to marry me!" Yang Xiao said with a smile and pointed to Mo Xiaojuan, "I am not only writing this type of song, I can also create other types of songs. You have to be able to write sadly, or else, how could there be the birth of "Listening to the Sea"?"

"But now, your experience is different. You are very happy now. There is no sadness in the past. The songs you created have not changed the style. Have you become the type of love that every day?" Juan said that there are still some resentments.

Yang Lan shook his head and smiled. "You haven't heard a poem: Why do you say something new?"

Mo Xiaojuan shook his head in confusion, and Murphy had never heard of it. Jin Yingming, who had a high reading volume, couldn’t help but ask: "What kind of poem is this? I have never heard of it."

Yang Lan thinks that this world does not have the task of Lao Xin. He smiled and waved his hand and said, "Okay, this is not important. I mean, the creation of music does not necessarily have to have the same experience. Songs with certain emotions are just like writing. Their creations sometimes need to be imagined, assisting some imaginations, and immersing themselves in some kind of simulated emotions. This type of song can be written!"

Murphy pulled Layan’s hand. She didn’t really want Yang Hao to toss herself. “In fact, I don’t think it’s okay to sing any type of song, and I feel that singing our love songs is very happy.”

"But I know that you actually like to sing emotional songs! You sang "Love in Your Life", you are addicted to it, other songs are not so attractive." Yang Lan holds both hands and holds Murphy's On the shoulders, let her not deny, softly said, "Reliably, writing a few songs is not a big problem for me."

"Can you write a love song? That said early! We can invite people to invite songs!" said Mo Xiaojuan.

"Whether it is possible to write, I am not necessarily writing more than listening to the sea!" In front of his own people, Yang Lan boasted with confidence, "You will wait and see!"