One answer was blacklisted by the TV station

Is this really an arrangement made by a site supervisor?

He Guang couldn't help but be deeply skeptical, but as Yan Yishang said, there was no need to deceive people at all.

Thinking of this, He Guang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Okay, now all the supervisors are so powerful?"

After sighing, he began to listen carefully to Yan Yisheng's singing.

Yan Yisheng's voice is unique in the entire music scene, which He Guang knows very well, the reason why she is tepid is completely dragged down by the other two people in the group.

At the beginning, He Guang also persuaded her that it was better to go out and fly solo, but not long after the group was established, the three little girls were like one person, so Yan Yishang refused.

Now she wants to fly solo, no matter what others think, anyway, he is supportive.

Listening to Yan Yisheng's voice, He Guang enjoyed it very much, but gradually, his brows furrowed.

He is engaged in arrangement, and he is very sensitive to music, Yan Yisheng's voice is good, but she did not sing the essence of this song.

Whether it is the lyrics or the style of music, they are biased towards family affection and warmth.

Yan Yisheng, on the other hand, focuses on skills, but neglects to invest in feelings.

Thinking of this, He Guang decisively pressed the pause button.

Yan Yisheng, who was still immersed in the song, noticed that there was no sound in her headphones, and couldn't help but wonder in the direction of He Guang.

I saw the other party wave his hand at him, motioning for her to come out.

Yan Yishang walked outside with a puzzled face, and before she could ask, He Guang spoke first.

"There is a problem with your singing of this song, first of all, the feelings are wrong, and the second is the problem of showing off skills, this song does not require too high skills, but it is especially important to highlight the emotional color.

You have almost no emotion when you sing this song, I don't know how you used to sing, is it just to add the lyrics to the accompaniment and read them out?!"

He Guang's tone couldn't help but be a little heavy, but that was also his attitude towards music.

Yan Yishang was also frightened, she never thought that the original amiable Teacher He would have such a side.

If no one points out this kind of thing, she probably won't notice this problem even if she sings for the rest of her life.

"I remember that your company organized your artists to listen to a radio program called Wen Gu Zhiyin, right?" He Guang asked abruptly.

Yan Yishang was stunned for a moment, a little unsure of what the other party meant, but still replied honestly: "Yes, the director is forcing us to listen, you don't know, it's too torturous." I

wanted to continue to complain, but I was interrupted by He Guang raising his hand.

"Torture people? Why do you torture people? Are you really the top management of the company so bored that you listen to a radio program?"

After listening to He Guang's inquiry, Yan Yishang was surprised: "Isn't it? I feel that the radio station actually has no other highlights except for songs." Hearing

Yan Yisheng's words, He Guang shook his head in disappointment and said, "It seems that the company looks down on you artists."

Do you know that nowadays, including me, all the famous lyricists and composers are listening to this show every night

?" Yan Yisheng listened, her eyes widened, bragging about it, right? This show is so good?

He can guess the other party's thoughts just by looking at the other party's expression, and said: "Do you really think that anyone can write a song so quickly based on a story

?" "And, is it still a song of his quality?" Yes, what programs are being cheating on the Internet now, let's not talk about the truth or falsehood.

Just with those three songs, let's talk about the lyrics without talking about the arrangement, and 99.99 percent of the lyricists in the industry can't write them!

Maybe one or two songs will do, but three songs are completely whimsical. "

There is no harm if there is no comparison, under the words of a great composer like He Guang, Yan Yishang also began to face up to this show for the first time.

She used to watch it through these tinted glasses, and she just remembered that this radio station made her unable to sleep in beauty, but she didn't find the real essence in it.

Why do all those famous songwriters stay up late to listen? There must be a reason.

"Let's put aside the production of songs, the reason why I will give you this example is to tell you that skill is really not that important.

You care too much about showmanship, and you ignore the essence of the song, which is putting the cart before the horse.

Skillful and gorgeous singing skills can only be regarded as icing on the cake, and the essence of a song is to convey emotions.

For example, in the song "Father's Prose Poem", does the host sing this song have any show-off elements? No! Not at all!

But why is it popular? That's because the whole song is full of fatherly love.

Everyone has a father, and every father has a diary in his heart, which is a kind of resonance, whether it is middle-aged or young, this song kills, this is the essence of the song.

He Guang's words made Yan Yishang a little in a trance, she seems to have really never invested in a song since her debut.

It's not soaring high, or it's showing off those transpositions and falsettoes.

This is also her good voice, if she is an ordinary person, she really can't do these things, and this also proves that she is indeed born to sing.

"I know the specific feelings of this song, but if I want to polish it more subtly, I can't do it, and no one in the world can do it except one person.

Yan Yishang was a little confused at the moment, hearing He Guang say this, as if he had found the dawn, and hurriedly asked: "Teacher He, who is that person?"

He Guang did not answer directly, and asked: "If I guessed this song correctly, you should want to be the first single after flying solo, right?"

Yan Yishang nodded, this is an obvious thing.

He Guang understood and said: "In that case, then you should go to that person to help you record the song."

The quality of this song is very high, maybe it is the ceiling of today's music industry, and with your unique voice, maybe this song alone can make you soar. After

saying so much, Yan Yishang was very excited, but she still wanted to know who the person in He Guang's mouth was.

Looking at Yan Yisheng, who was obviously a little anxious, He Guang smiled and said the answer.

"If you want to find the true emotion of this song, then only the original author of this song will give you the answer.

Moreover, if you say that the lyrics and songs are all the same person, then that person's mastery of the whole song is the most authoritative.

Therefore, it is useless for you to find anyone except him, after all, only the creator can clearly understand the mentality of his own creation.

Speaking of this, He Guang got up from the chair, patted Yan Yisheng's shoulder, and said: "Go to him, I believe that under his guidance, you will definitely have your own glory, don't live up to God's appreciation, such a good voice, it's a pity to waste it."

After speaking, without waiting for Yan Yisheng to answer, he turned around and walked out of the recording studio.

In the empty recording room, only Yan Yishang stood alone, and He Guang's words still echoed in her mind.

Yes, who can understand the feelings of a song better than the original author?

After figuring it out, Yan Yisheng's face was full of relief, and she was not in a hurry at the moment, so she walked to the chair and sat down.

Nodding and shaking her head from time to time, smirking twice from time to time, I don't know what she was thinking.

......

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Yipin-gun.

Gu Qingyun was lying on the bed and was asleep, and he didn't know what he dreamed of, occasionally smirking and saliva, flowing down his cheeks and onto the sheets.

After another half an hour, Gu Qingyun opened his eyes in a daze and took a sharp breath of the residue at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the somewhat gloomy weather outside the window, I picked up the phone next to my pillow and looked at the time.

"Yo, it's half past six, get up and get up. After chanting a sentence, he began to brush up Douyin.

This is also the software he stumbled upon, and it turned out to be the same as in his previous life!

Who would mind if you swiped a 'colorful' short video on Douyin when you got up?

Another half an hour passed, and Gu Qingyun threw away his phone and sat up from the bed.

He seems to have found himself in his previous life, and every day he looks at Douyin, he has a full view of everything in the south and the north, and he has seen all kinds of strange things.

I feel like I am ...... like the ancient emperor's review and reciprocal folds

After getting dressed and washing, I unscrewed the door and walked out.

As soon as he walked out, the appetizing smell suddenly wafted out of the kitchen, which made Gu Qingyun feel very good.

When you wake up, you will have delicious food, and the ancient emperor is nothing more than that!

Walking quickly to the kitchen, looking at the seafood and pork ribs and steak, Gu Qingyun was a little dumbfounded.

He looked up at the busy figure in an apron again, and exaggerated: "What's the situation? What is the big day today? Are you having

a birthday?" Yan Yishang was carefully peeling the shrimp shell at this time, and when she heard the voice behind her, she said without looking back: "Got up, my birthday is still early, I am in a good mood today, and I will improve your food."

When Gu Qingyun heard this, this feeling is good, I wish you a good mood every day, in this way, he can eat such a big meal every day!

He originally wanted to help with his work, but he was ruthlessly driven out by Yan Yisheng, her original words were: "Don't get in the way here, go to the table and sit, if you are really bored, watch TV."

In this way, Gu Qingyun sat on the chair and quietly admired the busy figure in the kitchen.

As for watching TV, come on, how can there be beautiful women on TV? And it's still like this!

Yan Yishang was busy for more than an hour, and the final result was that the dining table was full of all kinds of dishes.

Gu Qingyun counted them, and there were a full twelve dishes!

All the fried and fried dishes were all ready, as well as soup and fish, which directly made Gu Qingyun look stupid.

It's not that he doesn't know that Yan Yisheng is good at cooking, but he didn't expect that there would be so many types!

"That... I'm really out of money, if you're really in a hurry, I can make up a hundred or two hundred thousand yuan for you, but you have to make an IOU!"

Gu Qingyun looked at the table full of dishes, gritted his teeth, there were more than 200,000 free earnings on his cool cat account, and he hadn't mentioned it once!