Mudslides from the entertainment industry

A thought that he had never had before appeared, as if there was a source of vitality trying to flow out of his mind.

"Is this proficiency in arrangement?"

Fang Yu muttered to himself.

This feeling is amazing.

At least from Fang Yu's point of view.

He has never had such a high understanding of music theory knowledge like today.

It was like enlightenment, Mao Sai suddenly realized.

He picked up the guitar placed next to him, casually talked about a melody in his mind, and found that it was quite pleasant, so he immediately enjoyed it.

Is this the source of creation perpetual motion machine?

I think this wave is not bad.

Can a fruit turn him from an arranger idiot into an arranger master?

Obviously not.

However, the skill book obtained in this lottery perfectly filled his shortcomings and filled his shortcomings.

He was even able to extract the scores of those songs from the system and find some unreasonable loopholes.

In the view of Fang Yu today, he can use his arrangement ability to adjust and adapt those songs to make the tune of the whole song better.

Of course, those songs basically belong to the classics of another world, and it is normal that there is no way to achieve perfection. Even if there are some mistakes, it will not hurt the artistic conception of the whole song, and the difference between changing or not changing is not big.

Perhaps it is the obsessive-compulsive disorder inherent in advanced arrangement skills, which can detect imperfections and start to ponder.

Can't help it.

Then Fang Yu immersed himself in studying the nearly thirty songs he had drawn through the system.

Ponder and study from scratch one by one.

enjoying the moment.

Inextricable.

Even Du Teng and Dong Cheng ignored the messages they sent him.

The whole morning passed quietly, Fang Yu pondered over half of the more than 20 songs and polished them a little.

"Ding dong ding dong, ding dong"

The room doorbell rang non-stop.

Fang Yu came to his senses and opened the door frowning.

But it was Dong Cheng and Du Teng.

"What are you doing?"

Dong Cheng grimaced.

"I'm making a song."

Fang Yu looked at him inexplicably.

"Where have you been all morning?"

The two walked in.

"I've been in the room."

Fang Yu sat back on the sofa and continued to play with the guitar.

"Then why haven't you responded to the message?"

Du Teng took over the conversation.

Fang Yu looked up, confused: "Huh? When did you send me a message?"

"The negative emotion value from Du Teng is +488..."

"Negative emotion value from Dong Cheng +599..."

Both of them were speechless, not knowing how to reply to Fang Yu.

Chapter 91 Surprise?Are you sure you are happy?

They didn't come here to ask questions, but they thought something happened to Fang Yu, so they came to greet him.

Knowing that Fang Yu was fine, they all sat down and watched Fang Yu fiddle with the guitar in his hand.

People who like music have several mentalities.

One is to play by yourself.

One is to watch other people play.

The specific mood depends on the Buddha.

In a good mood, everything is pleasing to the eye; in a bad mood, everything is aggrieved.

However, the two of them keenly noticed that just a moment ago, Fang Yu accepted it and changed four or five different melodies.

It was something they had never heard of.

And every melody sounds okay.

"What are you doing?"

Dong Cheng asked curiously.

"I'm tweaking the details of my few songs."

Fang Yu answered casually.

After this period of self-suggestion, when he now says that these songs belong to him, he can basically keep his expression on his face and take it for granted.

Dong Cheng scratched his head and said, "Let's not talk about whether to change the song or not. When do you plan to have dinner?"

"???"

Fang Yu frowned upon hearing this, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The sun was hanging high outside, exposing the flowers and trees outside, it was very dazzling, and the heat outside could be felt through the window.

I was a little stunned.

He asked curiously, "What time is it?"

Dong Cheng smiled coldly: "Brother, it's almost twelve o'clock... don't you feel hungry?"

"Negative emotion value from Dong Cheng +787..."

"That's fine."

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then put the guitar aside, stood up and said with a smile: "Then let's go to the restaurant below for dinner, and then go to the karaoke room after dinner, how about?"

"to make."

Neither of them had any objections, and they usually follow such a process arrangement.

Before going out, Fang Yu told them that he would give them a surprise later.

"What surprise?"

Dong Cheng's eyes lit up, and the previous resentment instantly disappeared.

Fang Yu pondered for a moment: "The surprise comes too fast, like a tornado, I can't bear it, you have nowhere to escape."

"Negative emotion value from Dong Cheng +666..."

"The negative emotion value from Du Teng is +666..."

Both of them looked at Fang Yu speechlessly.

It's still a familiar taste, or a familiar formula, so don't talk about it if you don't want to.

Mysterious.

Having said that, this sentence sounds quite literary.

Is it the work of any modern poet?

……

The food in the restaurant downstairs is mainly beautiful.

It looks nice, but the taste is really bad.

Of course, in terms of hygiene, health, and nutrition, the food in the hotel must be dozens of blocks away from the small restaurants outside.

After all, the two sides operate in different directions and are not comparable.

After eating, the three of them went back to the room to pack their things, and took a car to the song recording room in Mango Building.

Sitting in the car was a bit boring, each playing with their phones.

Dong Cheng looked up at Fang Yu: "By the way, you said before... what surprise are you going to give us?"

"..."

Du Teng cast his eyes on him, feeling a little curious.

Fang Yu thought for a while, and said, "Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you mercifully."

Dong Cheng: "..."

Du Teng: "..."

Fang Yu pondered for a moment, and then said, "I've had a sudden realization recently, and I've made new breakthroughs in composing music."

The corners of Du Teng's eyes twitched: "So?"

I always feel that this guy is bored in the room all morning, and his spirit is a bit abnormal.

"You guys let me read your songs later, I thought, I can help you change them."

He showed an old god, unpredictable appearance.

"???"

Dong Cheng didn't expect the surprise in Fang Yu's mouth and tried, his face was a little dull: "But last time I asked you, didn't you say..."

He still vividly remembers the scene before.

It was rare for him to ask him for advice, but the guy kept saying that "a song needs to improve the overall concept, framework, and conception", "composition usually needs to be completed in one go, and pauses will only cause incoherence", and "unless it is From the beginning of conception, we conceive together and formulate the framework together."

Lin Lin always said a lot, but finally refused...

Now he suddenly offered to help the two of them adapt the song, and the whole person was messed up.

Dong Cheng stared at him with extremely suspicious eyes.

I don't know which one he said is true and which one is false...

"Trust me, that's right."

Fang Yu tried his best to look at the two with sincere eyes.

"Hehehe, I believe you are the one to blame."

Dong Cheng looked at him with "don't treat me as an idiot" eyes, and turned his head arrogantly.

Reason told him that this guy must be tricking him.

Maybe this is Fang Yu's new routine.

For example, if you fooled yourself into giving him the song, and then this guy ridiculed and belittled him, and then said that such a rubbish song can't be changed at all, and then returned it...

Think about it carefully, even though it never happened, it doesn't mean it can't happen to Fang Yu.

This guy's ability to choke people is obvious to all.

"Negative emotion value from Dong Cheng +787..."

"Hehehe, stupid!"