Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Jiangbei did not respond.

He simply leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrests, as if searching for a melody in his mind.

The room fell silent instantly.

Xie Yuan remained silent.

Liu Yifei didn't say anything either.

Even Li Xiangdong subconsciously held his breath.

A few minutes later, Jiang Bei suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the paper and pen on the table, and started writing rapidly.

The speed is frighteningly fast.

Notes, rhythms, and melodies fall line by line.

Less than five minutes.

A freshly printed sheet of music has been placed on the table.

"Here you are."

"GG ​​song."

Li Xiangdong reached out and took the sheet music almost immediately.

After only two glances, I was completely stunned.

Because the melody and rhythm are present on the entire sheet of paper.

Lyrics—

There was only one word from beginning to end.

darling.

Liu Yifei also went over and looked at it; her expression was similarly blank.

"...Is this even considered a song?"

Li Xiangdong's face clearly said, "Are you kidding me?"

Jiangbei, however, remained completely unperturbed, and even seemed quite self-righteous:

"Ringtone Guy, isn't this how you play it?"

"Think about how it feels when your phone rings?"

"Da-ling, da-ling, da-ling—"

"Then let's just write this feeling into a song."

"Users will remember it after hearing it once, and it will become brainwashing after hearing it twice. When they think of 12530, this tune will be all they can think of."

He paused, then added another blow:

"The most important thing about GG's songs is not their depth."

"It's from above."

"It's a memorable point."

"It's the kind of song that, after you listen to it, will automatically play on repeat in your head."

Now, let alone Li Xiangdong.

Even Xie Yuan couldn't help but glance at him again.

This line of thinking... is truly ingenious.

Liu Yifei, however, looked distressed.

"But the problem is—"

"How are we supposed to sing this?"

She stared at the entire page of "darling" and felt her brain was about to explode.

Li Xiangdong also looked suspicious.

"Yeah, this really works?"

Jiang Bei was too lazy to explain and simply got up and sat back down in front of the computer.

"Whether it will work or not, we'll know after listening to it once."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the music production software and began to provide live accompaniment.

This song is not complicated at all; in fact, it could be said to be excessively simple.

The piano is the base, the melody is extremely short, the structure is very light, and the core is to repeatedly reinforce the most catchy hook.

But it's precisely these kinds of things that test your intuition the most.

Jiangbei's hands flew across the keyboard, almost without pausing.

A piano chord descends, followed immediately by the main melody, and then the rhythmic line is laid out—

In less than ten minutes, a minimalist accompaniment was created.

"Alright."

"Listen."

The next second, the accompaniment started, very soft and bright.

It's like a cell phone ringtone that's been meticulously amplified and polished, then wrapped in a pop music shell.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Bei followed the melody and began to sing:

"darling——darling——darling darling darling——"

"darling——darling——darling darling darling——"

As soon as the singing started, the room fell silent.

No, to be precise, everyone was dumbfounded.

Because when they first saw that sheet music, their first reaction was—

This thing can be called a song?

But now, as soon as the accompaniment starts and the melody begins, that ridiculously simple word is actually sung with a magical quality.

It's not high-end.

It's not grand.

It's not even particularly profound.

But it just sounds good.

It just sounds nice.

It's just that the higher-ups are obsessed.

It's the kind of thing that, after you hear it once, immediately makes "darling darling" automatically play in your head.

Liu Yifei opened her eyes, her expression momentarily blank.

She truly hadn't expected that a single word could be written like this.

Xie Yuan was silent for a few seconds, then his gaze fell on Jiang Bei, and his expression changed.

The song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" that he just sang could be said to have been prepared in advance.

But what about this one?

This was something I thought of, wrote, did, and sang on the spot, right in front of them.

From inspiration to finished product, it was all done in one go.

This creative speed goes beyond being described simply as "talented".

It's absolutely bizarre.

Li Xiangdong is even more out of the question.

He was excited when he listened to "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" and "Goodbye".

But now, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Because he knows all too well how fierce this thing would be if used to beat up GG.

"Holy crap..."

He hesitated for a long time, and finally managed to utter two words:

"Absolutely amazing!"

"Once this song is released, who can resist it?"

"Forget about the phone, I feel like it works everywhere – in service centers, on TV, on websites, in physical stores…"

"This is totally tailor-made for ringback tones and mobile phones!"

Guo Jian, who was listening to this for ages, couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Sixth Brother, what the hell is going on in your head...?"

"How can you just write it whenever you want, and then blow it up whenever you want?"

Jiang Bei completely ignored their shock. After finishing the song, he stood up and pulled Liu Yifei over.

"Don't just stand there."

"Practice hard."

"This song is simple, but the simpler it is, the more challenging it is to feel."

"I have other scripts to finish, so I can't keep working on them with you."

Liu Yifei was a little confused when he dragged her to the computer:

"Should we start practicing now?"

"nonsense."

Jiang Bei shoved the sheet music into her hands, speaking rapidly:

"The same old three dishes."

"Dissecting the lyrics—even though this time there's only one word."

"Find the feeling—the key is to be light, sweet, and crisp, like a bell, but don't sing like someone with artificial intelligence."

"Final audition."

"Follow me."

After saying that, he ignored Xie Yuan, Li Xiangdong and the others beside him and went straight into teaching mode.

"Don't think about showing off your skills yet."

"This song isn't for hitting high notes; it's for pleasing the ear."

"Keep the initial consonant slightly off-key, and don't let the final consonant go too far off-key."

"Dar should be light, ling should be bright, like tickling your ear."

"Come on, let's go through it once—"

"Darling..."

Liu Yifei subconsciously sang along with a line:

"Darling..."

"So perfect."

"Relax a little, be a little gentler, like you're secretly coaxing someone, not going on stage to accept an award."

"Again."

"Darling..."

"Yes, it's much better this time."

"Wait until your tail curls up a little more, don't be so arrogant."

"You're singing GG songs, not mainstream songs."

The two of them started practicing right there and then, exchanging words.

Xie Yuan, Li Xiangdong, Guo Jian, and the others standing to the side were completely dumbfounded.

One second ago, this guy was talking to them about projects, scripts, marketing, and GG.

The next second, GG finished writing the song.

The next second, the person had already started rehearsing with Liu Yifei on site.

This efficiency is not fast at all.

That's cheating.

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The two continued practicing.

Liu Yifei originally thought that this song only had one word, "darling," so how difficult could it be?

But once she opened her mouth, she realized—

This thing is even more torturous than "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky".

"Darling..."

She sang a line along with the accompaniment.

The voice is pleasant and the pitch is accurate, but it's still lacking something.

It's like turning something that should have been a light, delicate trinket into a solo performance at a gala.

Too upright, too steady, and too much like Liu Yifei.

Jiang Bei frowned upon hearing this and raised his hand to interrupt:

"wrong."

"You're not singing a GG song, you're providing the ending theme for 'Touching Xia Kingdom'."

Liu Yifei: "..."

She had just been praised for two songs when she turned around and received this comment, which made her glare at him angrily.

"Is this how you teach people?"

Jiang Bei, however, didn't tolerate it at all. He stood directly next to her and tapped the sheet music with his pen:

"Don't treat it as a song."

"Treat it like—being affectionate."

"Or, the kind of tone you use when you answer the phone, deliberately trying to be funny."

"Be softer, be more charming, and lift the lilt at the end of the note a little more."

"The key is not how well you sing, but that makes people want to take out their phones after listening to you."

Liu Yifei blushed as she listened.

What does "acting cute" mean?

What does "deliberately teasing someone" mean?

This person's words are getting more and more outrageous.

But strangely enough, she understood it.

She glanced down at the sheet music, reviewed the feeling Jiang Bei had just sung in her mind, and began to sing again along with the accompaniment:

"darling...darling..."

This time, it's clearly different.

The voice was still hers.

But she deliberately let go of some of that aloofness.

Her singing style became lighter, her ending notes softer, and even her tone gained a touch of girlish liveliness.

It felt like someone was lazily breathing into your ear over the phone.

Jiang Bei's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded:

"That's it, that's the taste!"

"Next, in the chorus, don't sing the whole thing, leave some space."

"It's like beckoning someone, not calling out to someone."

"Take it easy."

Liu Yifei was initially a little embarrassed, but after he led her around, she got into the zone.

She simply ignored the fact that Xie Yuan, Li Xiangdong, and others were sitting next to her, and focused solely on Jiang Bei's gestures, singing line by line.

"darling darling darling..."

"Darling darling..."

Once, twice, three times.

At first, she was a little reserved.

But as I practiced, I gradually found that feeling, and my whole body relaxed.

Her voice was naturally clear and bright, with a touch of ethereal beauty and languidness.

When I sang "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" before, this quality was amplified into a "storytelling quality".

But in Darling, this trait takes a turn and becomes a different kind of lethality.

Light, sweet, and alluring, yet not cloying.

Xie Yuan had originally just sat there with the attitude of "let's see how these young people mess things up."

But as he listened, he slowly sat up straight.

Because he suddenly discovered—

This kid from Jiangbei can do more than just write songs.

He also "transfers people".

And it's a really scary kind of tone.

He wasn't simply pushing Liu Yifei to "sing better," but rather forcing her to "be more suitable for this song and this scene."

A coquettish tone, a phone call, a voice that seemed to whisper in her ear.

A few seemingly nonsensical words somehow managed to turn her mood around.

This is no longer just a matter of being able to write songs and compose music.

This demonstrates a strong control over the artist's temperament, the use of voice, and the presentation of the work.

Thinking of this, Xie Yuan's gaze towards Jiang Bei changed.

How old is this kid?

How come someone with such great skills looks like a student?

On the other side, Li Xiangdong was already getting really into it.

Especially when Liu Yifei sang more and more smoothly towards the end, and it had more and more of that "cell phone ringtone come to life" feel, he could hardly sit still.

"good!"

"This is it!"