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Chen Yao is a little confused. It has been a long time since he sang this song, but there is no response?

Although he doesn't understand music, he can still hear that this is an excellent piece of music!

Even compared to the song "City in the Sky" just now, it's not far behind!

It could be seen from the expressions of the people around him that they were all shocked.

But what do you mean if you keep silent?

Are you immersed in music and can’t extricate yourself?

Still don’t know what to say?

Chen Yao shook his head secretly, as a musician, his brain is a little abnormal.

"cough,"

"Pah,"

He first pretended to cough, and then clapped his hands symbolically.

Seeing that Meng Hezhou responded to him, he clapped vigorously.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang.

Thunderous applause echoed in the recording studio.

Not only did Chen Yao feel strange, but Han Shuang himself also felt that something was wrong.

After the song has been sung, what does it mean that you all look like stone statues one by one?

It made him want to say a few words but he didn't know how to open his mouth. Fortunately, Chen Yao took the initiative and broke the dullness.

When the applause subsided, Chen Yao said with a smile: "I'm not a music major, and I can't tell whether Han Shuang's piece is good or bad. But my personal feeling is...it's great! I

I got goosebumps several times.”

Hao Chunmei smiled and said: "Even a layman like you thinks it's good, so of course it's great!"

After saying that, he raised an eyebrow at Han Shuang: "Little brother, you are so awesome!"

Zhang Han smiled bitterly and said: "I used to think that the status of lyrics and music are equal, but today I completely changed my view. Even if there is only one song by Han Shuang, it is better than the best song I have written.

word."

Meng Hezhou glanced at the old man.

Hey!

Does this start as a compliment?

Although Han Shuang's talent is better than yours, you are still the boss of the department, so what about your face?

Then he faked a cough and asked Han Shuang, "What's the name of this song?"

Han Shuang replied: "[Song of Hope]"

The Chinese meaning of the original work [victory] is victory, and Han Shuang felt it was too blunt.

So I changed the name directly. Judging from the artistic conception of this song, [Song of Hope] is indeed worthy of its name.

Meng Hezhou was startled after hearing this, shook his head and sighed: "I thought your talent in composing was already outstanding, but I didn't expect you to be so good at naming songs. I'm really dissatisfied!"

Zhang Han grinned after hearing this.

This old guy can't find words to praise, can he?

Licking hard!

snort!

So will I!

"Han Shuang, as far as the quality of this song is concerned, even if Qu's father comes, he will still have to be defeated. You..."

Just halfway through speaking, Zhang Han saw Chen Yaochao making crazy hints to himself.

He suddenly understood!

The teacher is Qu’s father! And the works he created are not as good as Han Shuang’s. If you say this, wouldn’t you be slapping the teacher in the face?

Damn it!

Licking the wrong place!

"But my teacher is different! He doesn't like to compose whistle music, otherwise the works he creates will not be worse than yours."

Zhang Han saw that the trend was wrong and immediately changed his tune.

Chen Yao also quickly changed the subject and asked Li Quanxing, who looked not very good-looking: "Uncle Li, do you think this work... is good?"

Li Quanxing said calmly: "On the whole, it meets the conditions of the film company, but you also know how tricky they are. Let's wait until the harmony part is rehearsed before giving me the complete track.

I'm trying to communicate with the film company, but I don't know if they will accept the work of a newcomer."

Everyone can hear it.

Li Quanxing put Han Shuang down very low and always talked about his status.

However, it is also understandable that the quality of this piece has exceeded the limit of his creation.

In this way, it can be regarded as his final powerless struggle as Qu's father.

Chen Yao's tone was very polite: "Then please worry about it more."

Li Quanxing nodded expressionlessly and walked out of the recording studio.

As soon as he walked out, his tense face suddenly collapsed.

Mother!

Where did Chen Yao recruit such a monster!

This is so scary!

no!

I'll have to take some medicine when I get home later.

Otherwise I won't be able to sleep.

.....

After Li Quan walked, the recording studio burst into cheers!

Meng Hezhou and Zhang Han complimented each other and no longer had any worries.

Especially Zhang Han, he is a master of lyric writing. He can praise people without repeating a hundred words!

Meng Hezhou is also comparable. Although he cannot compare with Zhang Han in terms of vocabulary, he is good at composing music!

In short, the sentences are very beautiful and the small words rhyme.

Others did not dare to blatantly compete with the two bosses for favor, but they chimed in from time to time:

"Han Shuang, you are the pride of our composition department!"

"Brother Shuang takes action, one can stand up to the other two!"

"This piece will 100% satisfy the other party. I'll bet you five hundred yuan. Is there anyone who wants to follow it?"

"You may not believe it, but when I dreamed last night, I dreamed that Han Shuang wrote a shocking song! Isn't it so effective?"

"I also dreamed about Han Shuang last night. He sat in my room and played a song that was exactly the same as this [Song of Hope]!"

"Lin Xiaoxiao, are you serious? You dreamed that Han Shuang was in your room? Then what were you doing before he played music?"

"What else can I do? I must be playing music too!"

Seeing that the painting style was getting more and more biased, Chen Yao quickly stopped him: "Okay, okay! It's already very late. If you are not in a hurry to go home, go to the cafeteria for a late-night snack."

"Wow! There is even a midnight snack!"

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!"

.....

Dou Liangyu felt that tonight was too shocking.

Han Shuang’s composition skills can actually reach such a level!

Without lyrics, I can still cry like singing!

As Yihui's former music director, she also has a certain acquaintance with several of Yihui's songwriters.

She felt that even if Furukawa did it himself, he might not be able to compose such a work.

How deep is Han Shuang's potential?

Why does it feel like the more contact you have with him, the more mysterious he becomes?

It seems that the contact is still shallow.

Dou Liangyu looked at Han Shuang not far away, his eyes slightly narrowed with a hint of amusement.

He was obviously just a mortal, but she saw a beam of light shining on him.

Um,

It seems that I can’t skip swimming lessons in the future.

.......

Feng Ya is quite approachable when she smiles, and she looks better too.

Because her eyes are a type of peach blossom eyes, and they curve like crescent moons when she smiles.

"Should I call you Teacher Sun or Teacher Han?"

"You are older than me, so you should call me Han Shuang!"

Han Shuang is not a person who always takes revenge. Although Feng Ya just threatened not to sing his songs, her tone was a bit harsh.

But at this moment, he took the initiative to offer a smile, and he still responded.

Fengya's smile remained the same: "Do you think my singing met your expectations? Now I have a new idea, do you want to sing it again?"

Han Shuang shook his head: "It's too late today, you can sing again tomorrow, just in time to coordinate with other harmony singers."

It was one of the reasons that it was late, but the key point was that the group of people just went to the canteen...

If I keep inking again, will there still be any leftover midnight snacks?

Han Shuang was a little anxious.

But none of them mentioned leaving, and Fengya even offered to sing it again.

So annoying.

"Okay, then... when will I come tomorrow?"

Listening to Feng Ya's words, Chen Yao felt a little dazed.

What was her attitude when I contacted her at noon?

She has the final say when to come.

And what is your attitude towards Han Shuang now?

When to come, you have to listen to Han Shuang's opinion.

Chen Yao is not stupid either. Feng Ya clearly has ideas about that [Song of Hope]!

Han Shuang thought for a while and said: "Then you can come at noon. I only have one class at noon tomorrow, so you can come to the company."

"Okay! Let's go first then. I'll treat you to a meal myself when I have time. I hope you'll appreciate it!"

Han Shuang did not answer her.

I've been invited to dinner a lot, so you have to make a reservation.