Start with a pop song

Chapter 17 A Song That Hit the Heart

“Which song should I record first?”

As soon as he went upstairs, Yan Yu asked impatiently.

"Let's make the demo first and work out the arrangement. I'll need Sister Yu's help with the piano part."

Yan Yu agreed without hesitation and said that he played drums well.

She also loves music.

If you don't like it, it's impossible to specialize in this field.

The finished song sounds great, but recording the song was actually a pretty troublesome process.

Why do Yan Yu and some audiophiles feel that the first version of See Through Love See Through You recorded by Song Dao was a bit rough?
In fact, it was just to cope with the party at that time, and there was no way I could upload it later.

It’s getting popular. You can make more money by uploading it one minute earlier.

No matter how crude it is, it's still much better than that video.

But if you really want to record a good song, you still need to find a professional recording studio.

And even if you have the help of a system, a complete arrangement, and can adjust your own state at any time, it is still difficult to achieve success overnight.

For example, it’s like writing an essay.

Even though I already had a complete draft in mind, I was in very good shape.

It is also difficult to guarantee that there will be no typos after writing.

It is best to make a draft first and then copy it.

The reason why the recording went smoothly last time was mainly because the song "See Through" was so popular that I was very familiar with it.

In addition, both he and the original owner had deep feelings about this.

With the right emotions in mind, I handed in a perfect answer sheet without any typos.

This time, he sang both songs as a professional singer for the first time.

From composing to singing, we strive for perfection.

In fact, this is a good thing, it is a kind of training for him.

You can't become a top producer in the future and still be confused when arranging music. If there is an outsider, the secret will be exposed on the spot.

Song Dao has the professionalism of the original owner and the help of the small props drawn in the lottery, which saves the early processes of determining the song, familiarizing himself with the song and communicating with the producer.

This is also the advantage of singer-songwriters.

Yan Yu went over to debug the equipment.

Adjust the microphone, sound card, speakers, headphones, mixing console, etc. to the best working condition.

Then I started recording this song which was opened from the fine bronze treasure chest.

——A person’s eternity!
After getting the lyrics and music, Yan Yu printed them out and placed them on the piano stand.

I looked at the lyrics carefully and played the prelude on the piano.

She was already pretty, and as she sat tall and straight in front of the piano with a serious look on her face, she looked even more outstanding.

Ten slender fingers danced on the piano keys.

Flowing like water, pleasing to the eyes!
A series of notes came out and she sat there humming softly.

"We have been sitting opposite each other all night. I am afraid that daybreak will soon arrive."

"I began to understand that our love was going to end."

At this point, she stopped humming and began to play continuously according to the frequency.

The expression on his face changed from curiosity and anticipation at the beginning to seriousness.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

When it came to the chorus, she became more serious and more involved.

The ten slender fingers couldn't help but start to exert force.

Bring the emotion fully into it.

Until the song ends.

She sat there for a long time without moving.

Song Dao clapped softly.

Yan Yu turned around and looked at him with slightly red eyes: "You don't want to sing this song for others, do you?"

Song Dao understood what she meant.

Zhang Yu was also a top star in the music scene back then when there was so much competition among the music stars.

And this song is one of his classic songs!

When he saw it opened from the fine bronze treasure chest, Song Dao couldn't even believe his eyes.

If bronze medals can give this, what can silver medals give?

"My voice is not the most suitable for this song, and it is also different from my current singing style."

Song Dao answered implicitly.

He couldn't say that this was one of the main tasks the system opened specifically for Hu Wei, right?
It’s not impossible to sing by yourself. After all, the system is just a suggestion, not a requirement.

But considering that there are countless songs to come, it would be impossible to sing them all.

The reason why he hasn't told Hu Wei about this is that he wants to observe it for a while longer.

After all, ungrateful things happen from time to time in the entertainment industry.

Don't turn around and raise an ungrateful person.

Even with perfect contractual constraints, it's still disgusting.

"What a great song," Yan Yumei's eyes sparkled as she exclaimed, "It's also a heart-wrenching song!"

She didn't say anything more. It was Song Dao's freedom to sing for whomever she wanted.

But deep down, my curiosity about this young junior became stronger, and my admiration for him grew even stronger.

Of course there are geniuses in this world.

Especially in the field of art.

There are many people who create works that are inconsistent with their age and experience.

But when such a person appears next to you, you will still feel shocked and admire him from the bottom of your heart.

The two then finished recording the other tracks together.

It was already noon.

No one mentioned eating.

Yan Yu takes his work very seriously and seems to be impatient to see Song Dao perform the song first.

Just playing and humming had already made her feel deeply moved.

I really want to know what kind of emotion you, as the creator of this song, can interpret?
The greatest fun of opening a recording studio lies here, you can try new things!
Everything was ready, and Song Dao was signaled to go for the audition.

Song Dao nodded, walked into the recording studio, put on his headphones, and made an OK gesture to Yan Yu. The next moment, a prelude to a piano piece slowly came.

Song Dao took a deep breath and adjusted himself to the best state.

I didn't take any mood-stabilizing gummies.

Because it is not needed.

——In the previous life, he was unemployed and divorced in middle age, and everything was a mess; in this life, the original owner’s parents passed away, and he was kicked out for being a bootlicker.

Just a little recollection.

The emotions came up all of a sudden.

Yan Yu, who was standing outside, looked at Song Dao in the recording studio, whose eyes suddenly became melancholy and vicissitudes, and suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body.

The aura he exuded made her feel empathy for him before he even opened his mouth, and she began to feel a little sad.

[We have been sitting opposite each other all night, I am afraid that the day will soon dawn]

As soon as Song Dao, who used a basic and versatile voice, opened his mouth, his slightly hoarse voice made Yan Yu's scalp numb.

This infectious power... is it too strong?

Is it someone who sees through love and you?

She barely suppressed her surprise.

[I began to understand that our love was going to end.]

[You came like you did in the past, and wrapped your arms around me tightly]

[Your gentleness is actually like a knife, how can I smile back at you?]

It was completely different from the feeling she had when she was humming the song in her heart while she was playing it just now.

As the saying goes, one shot hits the soul, she felt it immediately!
How many years has it been since I felt like I was being electrified while listening to music?
So Song Dao, tell me, is this a sample?

[I know this will be the last hug]

[You set a trap for me, I can't jump or escape]

[Why should I argue with you? You want to forget what I want to keep.]

[The happiness and pain that belonged to you and me are now written off]

As the emotions progressed, Song Dao's slightly hoarse voice instantly penetrated Yan Yu's heart.

[Why should I argue with you? Those who are not in pain are not suffering. It turns out that I am the only one who believes in the end of the world when we walk hand in hand. ~Old]

As the chorus ended, Yan Yu's eyes turned red.

He pursed his lips tightly and stared blankly at the thin figure in the recording studio.

My mind is almost blank.

She didn't even notice that, just like last time, Song Dao did it in one go!
There is no pause in between.

The resulting effect is simply perfect!
The magic of music lies in the fact that the same song can evoke different emotions at different times, places, and moods.

Whether it is happiness or sadness, it can easily stir the heartstrings and attack the memories that have long been dead.

Thinking of that person in the past.

A piece of music, a story, once you get into the play, you will be completely dominated by the emotion.

By now Song had completely entered the state.

It doesn't mean that having the thinking and mentality of a middle-aged person will make you so strong that you are invulnerable.

The sadness and grievances accumulated deep in my heart have always been buried by rich experience, but they have never really died.

It will slowly sprout and take root in the soil.

It may never break out of the ground in its lifetime.

But it can be quickly amplified through songs.

Until it breaks out, no one can stop it.

So this song [A Person's End of Time], with the middle-aged soul and young body, can easily bring out that flavor.

Yan Yu finally couldn't hold back her tears.

Many people would question, it’s just a song, can it really have such powerful power?
In fact, there are.

Especially when a singer with strong singing skills who can express emotions to the fullest is standing in front of you and singing.

That overwhelming sadness.

There's no way to defend against it.

After a while, Yan Yu came to his senses and went over to turn off the equipment.

She took a deep breath, looked at Song Dao who came out of the recording studio and looked at her with concern, and forced a smile to save her dignity.

Use tissue to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes.

"very nice!"

She still spoke softly with a little sob.

Without waiting for Song Dao to say anything, he walked to the device, put on headphones, and pressed the play button.

Close your eyes slightly and listen quietly.

This time she didn't cry.

A few minutes later, she opened her eyes, her slightly red eyes shining brightly.

He didn't say anything, just gave Song Dao a thumbs up.

"Do we need to do it again?" Song Dao asked.

"Do you think you'd have the same emotions if we did it again? Also, aren't you a little brat? What else do you want?" Yan Yu looked at him and asked back.

You know what, it probably is gone.

Singing really requires enough emotions to support it.

Any singer who can be called a professional has skills.

Then there is timbre and range.

This is a gift from God.

But the ability to interpret the emotions of the day and to get into the role is equally important for a singer.

Song Dao also walked over, put on headphones and listened quietly.

He thought to himself that it was no wonder that Yan Yu cried after hearing this. He himself felt goosebumps all over his body.

It would be impossible to sing with this feeling without twenty years of tragic experience.

"Are you sure you really want to sing a song like this to others?"

Yan Yu put down her headphones and looked at Song Dao with her bright eyes.
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