Huayu: When the director changed his major

Weekend at New York's top recording studio.

Beautiful songs kept coming from Cheng Xi's headphones.

"When your dreams come alive you're unstoppable
Take a shot chase the sun find the beautiful
We will glow in the dark turning dust to gold
And we'll dream it possible
Possible
Possible
Possible

Today, the entire crew finally got a half-day off, but Taylor Swift dragged them out to start recording her.

It's clear how much she likes this song.

As for the contract, the two parties reached an agreement on the song collaboration a few days ago.

Produced by Cheng Xilai and sung by Taylor Swift, this song is called "Dream is Possible".

Copyright is split 60/40.

If Taylor Swift hadn't genuinely liked and wanted to sing it, and hadn't persuaded the company to make huge concessions...

We might not even be able to negotiate such good terms.

Cheng Xi thought that the subsequent promotion, distribution and sales would all be handled by Mei Mei's company.

So I agreed.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but it becomes easier once you become famous.

After all, Taylor Swift is an international superstar, while Cheng Xi is nobody to them, especially in the pop music circle.

Not to mention that Cheng Xi is Asian.

Here, Asians are the most bullied group.

They are even worse off than Black people.

There's nothing we can do; the Runren people who have crossed oceans are just too disunited.

If they don't unite as one to fight for their own political interests, it's no wonder they'll be taken advantage of.

You should know that they believe might makes right.

After the song was over, Taylor Swift came out excitedly and asked everyone what they thought.

Lucas, the company's arranger and producer, immediately began to praise it:

"That was a really good rendition, Taylor Swift, I think it was absolutely perfect! I've never heard such an inspiring song before!"

"Thank you. Cheng, what do you think?"

Cheng Xi glanced at the excited Lucas beside him; it was quite natural for foreigners to flatter him.

But he wasn't talking nonsense; he really sang very well.

"Yes, your singing has definitely improved a lot compared to the previous times, but..."

As soon as he mentioned "but," Lucas and Taylor Swift stared intently at him.

Lucas, in particular, immediately stepped in to protect his master:
"But what, Taylor Swift's singing here is absolutely perfect, I think there's no problem."

Taylor Swift raised her hand to interrupt Lucas and said to Cheng Xi:

"But what? Tell me."

"It depends on your own requirements. If your requirements are not high, you can pass. But for me, you haven't reached your limit yet."

Cheng Xi had heard the original version of the song.

Although the two versions handled the situation differently, neither was as exciting as the original.

“Take those three consecutive ‘possible’ in the middle. I like to hear three different feelings. If possible, try some vibrato.”

"This song is not only an inspirational song. You can imagine yourself as a little girl chasing her dreams and the joy and excitement of finally realizing them. If you can express some sense of loss, it will be more three-dimensional."

Taylor Swift nodded after listening, thought about it carefully, and then turned and walked back to the recording studio.

Lucas's expression instantly turned grim as he looked at Cheng Xiwang.

“Mr. Cheng, I know you are in full charge, but I doubt your abilities. Being able to write songs doesn’t necessarily mean you can produce them. We are the most professional, and you should listen to our opinions more.”

Cheng Xi was relatively polite to Taylor Swift.

They were too lazy to mince words, so they said directly:

"I'm sorry, your professional advice is not good. If I think it is good, I will adopt it. If you are not willing to cooperate with me, I will ask your company to send someone else to help."

After saying that, he put on his headset and asked Taylor Swift:

"Are you ready?"

"All right."

"Okay, music will start in ten seconds."

Lucas was about to say something when Cheng Xi put her index finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet.

Every single American is incredibly arrogant.

It's unclear who's the king and queen here. Right now, Taylor Swift wants to sing my songs more than I'm begging her.

There are many other female singers with superb singing skills.

Ten seconds later, the music started, and another recording session began.

The morning passed by in this way, with constant adjustments and refinements.

Taylor Swift also tried several of her own singing styles, but she was not satisfied with any of them.

Finally, Cheng Xi heard that Taylor Swift's voice could no longer be maintained at its best, so he immediately called a halt.

Cheng Xi had to go back to the film set in the afternoon, so he made an appointment with Taylor Swift to come back and record in a few days.

"You should digest this information yourself, and carefully integrate my opinions with your own ideas. I think that will allow you to create the most perfect version."

"Cheng, are you trying to comfort me?"

"Don't worry, I don't comfort women."

"Well, you treated me to dinner last time, but I had something to do. This time, I'll treat you instead."

Are you only inviting me?

Cheng Xi looked at the people next to him.

Taylor Swift: "You're all alone, come with me."

When Cheng Xi arrived at the entrance of her destination, she realized:
"Is this your home?"

"Yes. If we eat abroad, our story will probably be on the news tomorrow. I don't like that."

Cheng Xi nodded, feeling the same way.

Taylor Swift took Cheng Xi to a high-rise apartment in Central Park, where the view was unobstructed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

But if you're alone here, you're bound to feel lonely.

Is this the real reason Taylor Swift brought me here?

Cheng Xi watched as Taylor Swift changed into her slippers and walked into the living room, thinking to herself.

She wasn't afraid that I was a bad person.

Cheng Xi followed Taylor Swift to sit on the sofa, leaning back, feeling a bit hungry.

So he asked:

"Then what shall we eat?"

"I'll treat you to bread or pasta."

Cheng Xi: “.”

It was indeed quite a feast.

"Another glass of milk, please."

After saying that, Cheng Xi felt bad leaving Mei Mei to work alone in the kitchen, so he came over to help.

First, I opened the refrigerator and saw that there were quite a few supplies inside.

There are tomatoes, potatoes, beef, and all sorts of fruits.
There are also various packaged products, such as applesauce.

The ingredients don't look very expensive; it doesn't seem like the refrigerator of a top superstar.

"My assistant packed them all for me, but I can't finish them all, and I always waste a lot."

Cheng Xi seemed to sense her melancholy and said:
"How about this, you make me some pasta, and I'll make you a tomato beef stew. By the way, do you have any rice here?"

"rice?"

Okay, then there isn't one.

"I can have my assistant bring it over."

"Forget it, bread and pasta will do. If we wait for your assistant to bring them, we'll both starve."

Cheng Xi first took out the tomatoes and washed them.

Taylor Swift was standing right next to him.

If she had been wearing high heels and was taller than Cheng Xi, Cheng Xi could have accepted it and silently comforted herself.

But now, both of us are wearing slippers, yet we're at shoulder height.

This is a bit awkward.

That foreign woman truly lives up to her name.

Luckily, I'm 1.81 meters tall, otherwise I'd look like a tiny chick standing next to him—a classic case of a small horse pulling a large cart. (End of Chapter)