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Chapter 68 Irresistible Talent

"so tall?"

Song Dao was a little surprised.

He remembered that in his own world, there were more than a dozen songs from the Three Kingdoms TV series!

Except for "Crying for Zhuge", which is easy to get beaten if taken out in this world, the others should be usable.

But then again, he couldn't just take out most of the other songs and charge people two million for each.

What they want is a classic on the level of "Lovesickness"!

What I want is a divine song that can replace part of the soundtrack.

Among the classic songs about the Three Kingdoms, there are only three that are truly familiar to people.

A Linjiangxian poem titled "The Yangtze River Flows Eastward".

A song called "The Sky of History".

There is also a song that many people have covered -

This Worship

Apart from these three songs, the rest are basically interludes created for the various heroic characters in the play.

The quality is not bad, but it is not widely sung.

Even if the other party was willing to pay a high price, Song Dao would never take the job.

He checked his reputation and found that he had lost more than five million reputation in the past two days.

In return, I gained experience as a master musician which was not a loss at all.

In just two days, his reputation had accumulated to more than 100,000 again.

This also indirectly proves how terrifyingly popular this group of people is at the moment.

The entertainment industry is not just about the music industry, there is also the larger film and television industry.

There are not just a few of them, there are hundreds of famous singers!
Under such circumstances, it is no wonder that big companies are wary of them as they are still so popular.

Song Dao, who already knew the system's habit of having a "task target", directly chose a ten-draw sequence.

Sure enough, except for a few small props.

Three treasure chests are listed!

A fine silver treasure chest.

I guess it’s “This Bow”.

One gold, one fine gold.

Song Dao could tell without even opening the box that the golden treasure chest contained "The East Flows the Mighty Yangtze River".

This song was also very famous in the past, but because it uses classical tones and baritone Western bel canto singing, it is difficult for ordinary people to master it.

Therefore, although it is extremely widely known and almost everyone knows it, not many people actually dare to order it in KTV.

In fact, "The Sky of History" is not easy to sing either.

This is a truly great song, one of the representative works of the world-class big sister Mao Amin.

It is worth mentioning that the composer of the two songs is the same person——

Teacher Gu Jianfen, a legendary music godmother who has produced a large number of superstars and first-line stars.

Lin Fei stared at Song Dao who suddenly fell silent.

She had seen the other person in this state many times and didn't find it strange.

I know that this money-grubber is definitely not thinking about money at this moment, but about songs.

So... this guy hasn't taken this matter to heart at all for such a long time, right?
However, it is precisely the amazing talent that emanates from this laziness that makes it so fascinating.

Today, Lin Fei, wearing a light grey women's suit and a silk shirt underneath, gave people a heroic and aggressive feeling.

But when Song Dao was thinking about the problem, she just sat there and watched quietly like a little fan girl.

No noise to disturb.

half an hour.

Song Dao said, "Three songs, one for you to sing, and if they can find the right person for the other two, let them come and sign a contract with Feiyang Music. If they can't find anyone, I can give it a try."

"You've written three songs in your mind in just a short while?" Lin Fei was originally leaning on the sofa, looking a little lazy.

He sat up straight in an instant, his eyes full of surprise.

"Do you think I'm an AI?" Song Dao immediately denied it and said, "You've been sending me the information for so long, I must have had some ideas a long time ago, but I just need to perfect them. After all, this kind of national historical drama can't be messed around with."

"Song is here." Lin Fei called him.

"Ok?"

"After you finish recording the songwriting, when you have time, let's consider giving you shares in the company," Lin Fei said.

Song Dao looked at her warily.

There's something wrong with this woman!
What does she mean?
Do you want to tie me to the chariot of Feuillant's movement in this way?

Oh, woman!

"How much are you going to give me?" he asked.

Lin Fei rolled her eyes and said, "Let's talk about it later!"

Hey!
Didn’t you say you would give me shares? Why can’t I even ask?
Although he had never paid much attention to Fei Yang Le Zhang's specific income, according to what the spendthrift woman had said before, the company had made tens of millions in net profit every year in the years before he joined the company.

Now with the sudden popularity of Kong Xi, Hu Wei, him and Lin Fei, mainly the other three, their income in recent months is estimated to be tens of millions.

After all, Lin Fei only received 5,000 yuan for the Best Singer-Songwriter award.

If he also takes on top-level endorsements, the figure would be even more staggering.

So if he were really given shares, he would definitely not refuse.

Of course, he will definitely deserve this income.

"Then why don't you write the song as soon as possible? We'll have dinner together later. You can choose not to drink this time. How about tonight?"

After getting along for a long time, Lin Fei also knew how to deal with him.

Song Dao blinked, thinking about the at least seven million for the three songs and the shares that Lin Fei had promised him, he decided to endure it.

Make money, not shabby.

So when the other people came down from upstairs, they saw Lin Fei leaning leisurely on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, while Song Dao was sitting at the table over there with a bitter face, writing furiously.

"Huh? Master is writing songs again?" Kong Xi's eyes lit up.

"Don't bother him, Yanyan, order some food, I'm hungry!" Lin Fei said lazily.

Yan Yu was somewhat speechless. What was going on with this strong feeling of being a big wife?

Am I your concubine?

No... Why should I be a concubine?

That’s not right… Is there something wrong with my brain?
Yan Yu picked up his phone expressionlessly and started ordering food.

At the same time, everyone's tastes and taboos must be taken into account.

Mainly Song Dao and Lin Fei.

The remaining two are fine...

It is said that Song Dao was allowed not to drink, giving him time to create.

In fact, all three songs, from lyrics to music to arrangement, are ready-made.

All the hacker needs to do is copy them down.

However, during this process, Song Dao, who has experience as a master musician, also had a different perception than before. He could actually sense the mood of the creator when composing and arranging the music.

This is a very mysterious feeling.

It’s not simple empathy, but a resonance in the spiritual realm!

It's hard to describe in words.

It actually didn’t take too long to write all three songs.

The average song is about ten minutes.

He maintained his usual fast...

Therefore, before the takeaway meal ordered by Yan Yu was delivered, Song had basically finished writing.

Suddenly it felt a little quiet.

He looked up at the sofa.

Lin Fei, Yan Yu, Hu Wei, and Kong Xi, four faces and eight eyes, all staring at him eagerly.

"I have a bruise on my face?"

"Yeah!" The four of them nodded in unison.

Song Dao was speechless. He stood up, stretched slightly, and said, "It's done!"

Lin Fei stood up immediately and rushed over impatiently.

He pulled Song Dao up and sat there, watching him write the three songs he had just written.

Song Dao: “…”

Then he was squeezed again by Yan Yu who rushed over.

It's a dribbling collision, right?

He strongly suspected that the other party did it on purpose.

Kong Xi and Hu Wei didn't dare to rush up and compete with the two big sisters. They could only approach slowly and try to reduce their presence as much as possible.

The first thing Lin Fei saw was the Linjiangxian poem "The Rolling Yangtze River Flows Eastward".

There aren't many words in this poem, and you can finish reading it in one glance.

Without even looking at the tune, she raised her head with a look of surprise and gently lifted a strand of hair that was hanging in front of her forehead.

"Is this...an ancient poem?"

Yan Yu, who was holding the Sky of History in his hand, was shocked. When he heard Lin Fei's words, he turned his head to take a look.

Then I couldn't look away.

Although she did not graduate from Kyoto University, she is an out-and-out literary young woman.

Before, Song Dao’s casual words, “A poor couple has many sorrows, and their hearts can change easily,” left her stunned for a long time.

Later, I fell in love with the poem "Red Beans Grow in the South" which expresses my longing for the country. Now I see this majestic "Linjiangxian" poem.

There is only one voice left deep inside.

——How come he is so talented?!

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

So many things happened in ancient and modern times.

It's all just a joke.

Grand, heroic and magnificent!
In this time and space where we have never witnessed the phrase "The great river flows east, washing away all the waves", how could such an ancient poem written by a modern person be able to express such a majestic and magnificent momentum?

There is no need to compose music, this poem alone is worth a thousand gold!
The two women, one mature and sexy, the other ethereal, looked at Song Dao with almost the same look.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened and a delivery boy came in: "Hello, your takeaway is here!"

Hu Wei hurried forward to take it and thanked him repeatedly.

The delivery guy felt that Hu Wei looked familiar. He often went to this area and knew that the proprietress of this restaurant was very beautiful.

Today I only saw her back, and it seemed like the girl sitting next to the proprietress was also a great beauty!

I left with some regret in my heart.

It was not until I had ridden a long way on my bike that I suddenly came to my senses.

What the hell!

Wasn’t the person who just picked up the takeaway the “healing” love song prince Hu Wei?

Such a big star actually comes out to take my takeaway like a handyman?
And...that young man seems to be Song Dao!

Is Dog Brother here too?
Oh my God!
If I had known this, I would have gone up and asked for an autograph!
The song "If the Moon Didn't Come" made him cry!
Just a glance at the phone, if I don’t hurry up, the order will time out, so I can only look back reluctantly.

Speed up and go.

……

Inside the studio.

Yan Yu silently handed the page with "The Sky of History" written on it to Lin Fei.

Lin Fei took it and took a look at it, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Because after just one look, she knew that this was definitely a top-notch song that was not inferior to "Acacia"!

It is completely different from the song "Invisible Wings" which was tailored for her by Song Dao based on her experience.

That song would make her cry.

But this song made her feel trembling all over.

Just like the poem just now, this kind of work is created continuously from the pen of such a young man.

To be honest, no woman can resist this temptation.

Neither can men.

It's simply a god-like existence.

It's not even about love.

There is really no one who can resist such a talented man who is glowing all over and looks like an enchantress.

The key is that such a person can still make a living by relying on his face.

Lin Fei suddenly thought of Song Dao’s ex-girlfriend, and she didn’t want to complain about her anymore.

I just want to thank each other.

What a nice guy!

The dishes ordered by Yan Yu were very rich, taking into account everyone's taste, of course, mainly Song Dao.

No one drank much today, just one bottle of red wine in total.

Even Yan Yu didn't bother to drink white wine anymore.

Because she is about to start singing, she needs to protect her voice.

Song Dao said that it didn't matter to her as she was just playing around, but she refused!
At the table, Lin Fei asked Song Dao, "You just said that you used the classical tune of Xia country for this song "The East Flows the Yangtze River", but it is best to sing it in the bel canto style of a baritone. Is that okay?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask was: If there is really no one to sing, you have to do it yourself, but the problem is, bel canto baritone...can you do it?

(End of this chapter)