Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

Guo Liang glanced at him but didn't ask any more questions. Although this newcomer was young, he was the lyricist and composer, and his understanding of the song should be respected.

"Okay, let's finalize it with her first." Guo Liang made a note in his notebook. "I'll talk to Fu Mao about it. Now let's talk about the arrangement of this song."

He walked to the mixing console, turned on the monitor speakers, and played Song Mo's previous demo.

The intro features electronic sounds with a strong retro disco vibe, and the rhythm is so catchy that you can't help but nod along.

"The arrangement framework in your demo is correct, but I have a few ideas." Guo Liang said as he pushed the faders on the mixing console, picking out different tracks for Song Mo to listen to separately.

"The bass drum in the rap part of the verse needs to be more solid; it's not powerful enough right now." He pointed to the waveform on the screen. "Look at this low frequency; it's too thin. Young people listening to this song want that 'thump, thump, thump' impact; otherwise, how can they jump around?"

Song Mo leaned over for a look and nodded.

"And for the chorus melody, your voice is fine, but when the female vocals come in, I'd like to add a pad sound behind them to create space," Guo Liang said, playing a few chords on the keyboard. "Like this, floating on top, not overpowering the vocals, but creating the atmosphere."

Song Mo listened with his eyes closed, and the finished product of "Happy Worship" from later generations appeared in his mind.

Guo Liang's idea is indeed very similar to that version of the arrangement.

The two talked for another ten minutes or so and basically settled on the arrangement direction of "Happy Worship".

Guo Liang was responsible for providing the arrangement framework, while Song Mo prepared for the recording studio.

"Let's settle on this song for now. Now let's talk about the song 'Jiangnan'," Guo Liang said with a smile.

"I heard from Lao Bi that you call this style of song 'Chinese style'?"

"Mm." Song Mo nodded.

Guo Liang played the demo of "Jiangnan" once, and after listening to it, he leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, without rushing to speak.

Song Mo sat opposite him, not urging him, and slowly drank his tea.

After a moment of silence in the office, Guo Liang finally spoke: "Xiao Song, I've listened to this song at least twenty times." He paused, "To be honest, the first time I heard it, the style was indeed a bit unconventional."

Song Mo put down her teacup and looked at him.

Guo Liang frowned and continued, "This style is a bit strange. You could say it's trendy, but it has a strong ethnic flavor. You could say it's ethnic, but its foundation is R&B rhythm. I've never seen this kind of fusion before."

Song Mo smiled and asked, "Teacher Guo, do you think this kind of grafting will work?"

Guo Liang was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and nodded: "I don't know, but after doing music arrangement for so many years, I have an experience: any song that leaves me speechless after listening to it is usually a success."

He stood up, walked to the whiteboard, picked up a marker, and wrote a few words.

"I have an idea for the arrangement of the song 'Jiangnan'." He turned around and said, "Your demo mainly uses piano and strings, which is the right feel, but I think it's not enough. This kind of song should have more traditional Chinese instruments added."

"Guzheng?" Song Mo asked.

Guo Liang's eyes lit up: "You think so too?"

Song Mo nodded. Of course he knew what the final version of "Jiangnan" used in its arrangement. As soon as the guzheng in the prelude came out, the entire artistic conception of the misty rain of Jiangnan was brought out.

Later versions underwent countless refinements, with each tone carefully selected. It didn't need innovation; it only needed to replicate.

"The guzheng forms the base, the piano lays the foundation, and a string section is added during the chorus." Guo Liang became more and more excited as he spoke, drawing the structure of the arrangement on the whiteboard. "For the interlude, I want to use the xiao or dizi to create a section with a strong sense of breath, forming a dialogue with your vocals."

Song Mo listened, nodding inwardly. Guo Liang truly lived up to his reputation as a master arranger; what he said almost perfectly coincided with the final product of "Jiangnan" in later generations.

The two continued to discuss the details of "Jiangnan".

The length of the intro, the timing of the verse, the climax of the chorus, and the key changes in the bridge.

Guo Liang meticulously examined each detail, while Song Mo responded to each one individually.

Sometimes when the two disagreed, they would stop to discuss it. Guo Liang would play the piano, and Song Mo would hum a tune. They tried several times before they finally settled on a solution.

At the end of the conversation, Guo Liang leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

"Xiao Song, I'm truly impressed. I've worked with Faye Wong and Nayoung, with Sun Nan and Yu Quan, and I've never seen a newcomer like you. Not only are your songs well-written, but your ideas for the arrangements are so clear. Are you even nineteen?"

Song Mo smiled and said, "Teacher Guo, do you think it's possible that I'm from another time?"

These days, Huang Yi's "A Step into the Past" is still quite popular. Guo Liang was amused by this and waved his hand, saying, "If you're from the past, then I'm an alien."

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. We've already set so many things up for 'Jiangnan.' I'll finalize the arrangement framework for both songs in the next couple of days, and then we'll go into the studio and record a version to test it out."

"Okay." Song Mo stood up, shook hands with Guo Liang, and prepared to leave.

As he reached the door, Guo Liang suddenly called out to him, "Xiao Song."

Song Mo turned around.

"When are you going to give me the remaining three Chinese-style songs?" Guo Liang thought about what Bi Xiaoshi had told him before and asked.

Song Mo thought for a moment and said, "Next week, I'll bring the demos of the three songs over next week."

Guo Liang was even more surprised upon hearing this, "It can be finished next week?"

"I've almost finished writing it. I'll revise it a few more times in the next few days and then give it to you together," Song Mo said with a smile.

Guo Liang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He had a pleasant conversation with Song Mo today, and he had a very good impression of the young man.

In his view, Song Mo was indeed a genius, a creative genius even more outstanding than Chen Yufan.

Not only did he write and compose the music himself, but he also had a very clear vision for the production of the songs, which greatly reduced his workload as the producer.

Song Mo left Guo Liang's office, stood in the corridor, and let out a long sigh.

Today's communication went much more smoothly than he had expected. Although Guo Liang is a big name in the industry, he is very approachable and has a very open attitude towards music.

Guo Liang accepted most of the ideas he proposed.

However, he also knew that Guo Liang was cooperating so well because the songs he presented were indeed quite good.

After leaving the Ocean Butterflies Building, Song Mo stood by the roadside waiting for a car.

His phone vibrated. He took it out and saw it was a text message from Gao Yuanyuan:

"I saw the news. My parents finally believe me. Congratulations, singer Song Mo, keep it up!"

Song Mo stared at the screen for two seconds, smiled, and typed a reply:

"Okay, actress Gao Yuanyuan, focus on filming in Xiangshan and don't get too tanned."

Half a minute later, the other end replied with a single word:

"Um."

Song Mo looked at the "hmm" and couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy.

He shook his head, put his phone back in his pocket, and hailed a taxi.