The system makes me richer and more skillful

Chapter 149 The first time 'creating' music

Author: Waiting for reincarnation

Chapter 149 The first time 'creating' music

After dinner, Zhang Junyi and Elena returned to the house upstairs together... As for when to open business with "Malatang" next time, Zhang Junyi just said "Add to discuss again" and did not give a specific time. Cui Xiujing was already used to her boss's approach. He did not start to open a restaurant to make money.

It only took only two minutes to get from downstairs to upstairs. When he got home, Zhang Junyi sat on the sofa in the living room, as if he was very tired.

Elena went to the refrigerator to take out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Zhang Junyi, then sat beside him, and said gently: "Are you tired after the day today?"

Zhang Junyi went out to buy ingredients early in the morning, and then started preparing for business, washing vegetables, cutting, mixing stuffing, and pinching buns

And in the afternoon after opening, Zhang Junyi went to buy some ingredients and came back to make baking for them. In the evening, they asked them to taste the spicy hot pot they cooked as tasting staff. Zhang Junyi really did a lot of things all day long.

"I'm a little tired today." Zhang Junyi casually looked at the sky outside the window, which was completely dark, and sighed: "Hey, it's a little late, otherwise I'll definitely go to have a spa to relax."

There is no "foot washing city" in South Korea, and some of them are so-called "spa care". The business hours of such shops ended relatively early. They closed at about five or six o'clock in the afternoon, including hotels.

There seems to be no place for massages here at night, maybe there is one, but Zhang Junyi doesn’t know?

Elena looked at Zhang Junyi's fatigue, she stretched out her hand and pinched his arm and said, "Tomorrow, let's take a break with the massage machine today, and go to the spa tomorrow? Or how about I'll pinch it for you?"

Zhang Junyi suddenly remembered that Elena, a small man, had her advantage at this time, so he smiled and said, "Yes, you can step on my back."

Listening to Zhang Junyi's words, Elena smiled and nodded and said, "Okay, just don't mind my weight. Just lie down..."

Zhang Junyi lay on the sofa, holding the back pad as a pillow, and Elena stepped on Zhang Junyi's back with the back. Elena weighed only nearly ninety kilograms, and this weight was appropriate to step on Zhang Junyi's back.

Zhang Junyi sighed: "Oh~~ it feels comfortable. I didn't expect that the weight of the slightest is just right, it's very comfortable."

While standing on Zhang Junyi's back, Elena moved her steps, she laughed happily: "Hehe, it's good to relieve it."

After almost five minutes of sight, Zhang Junyi said, "OK, come down. You can't just walk on it. You can't just care about my own comfort."

After getting off Zhang Junyi's back, Elena said, "Then I'll go upstairs to take a shower first. Do you want to watch TV?"

Zhang Junyi shook his head slightly and followed him from the sofa: "I won't watch it anymore, I'll go upstairs to the studio and think about the song."

Listening to Zhang Junyi still remembering that thing, she kindly persuaded: "Uh, Oppa, I don't think it's necessary to be so serious."

As the two walked towards the second floor together, Zhang Junyi lay behind Elena and said softly in her ear: "This is not serious, but I want to try out if I can make good music now? After all, I haven't played music related to it for a long time."

Elena let Zhang Junyi lie on her body, and she held Zhang Junyi upstairs together. Of course, Zhang Junyi could not completely press the weight of her body on her shoulders.

After listening to Zhang Junyi's words, Elena said, "Okay, I'll take a shower and come to help. By the way, do you want to take a bath? If you're tired, it's more comfortable to take a bath."

"Need not."

The two soon arrived on the second floor, and Elena went to the master bedroom to take a shower. Zhang Junyi sat alone in front of the studio computer. He had no idea about the music he wanted to create. Although he could do anything with musical instruments, there was no melody in his mind.

He tried to pick up the guitar placed next to him. He closed his eyes and recalled that when he first heard the song "Night Letter" sung by the anchor on the streets of Hongda that day, the melody of the song emerged in his mind.

He began to gently wave the strings of the guitar. Just as the guitar sounded, Elena heard a guitar sound slightly. She was holding the clothes she wanted to change, and then put them down... She planned to go over and take a look first.

She had heard Chinese songs sung by Zhang Junyi, but she had not heard Zhang Junyi sing Korean songs. When she opened the studio room door, only the guitar-playing melody was matched with Zhang Junyi's very unique voice.

A song by Lee Ji-eun's "Night Letter" made Zhang Junyi perform a new interpretation in a male voice. The guitar accompaniment is very gentle and soothing, while Zhang Junyi's low voice is paired with melody, everything is just right.

If the original singer Lee Ji-eun's performance was like pulling people into memories, then Zhang Junyi's voice seemed to be telling a tenderness. Elena really never thought that Zhang Junyi's singing skills would be so powerful, and she even became a little fascinated at this moment.

A song that is already tender and is a song suitable for listening to slowly at night. Under Zhang Junyi's new interpretation, Elena even feels that his cover is not inferior to the original singer Lee Ji-en.

She stood quietly at the door listening to Zhang Junyi's accompaniment singing holding the guitar. When the song came to the chorus part, where Lee Ji-eun's high notes were originally reflected, Zhang Junyi seemed to have burst out all the emotions that were integrated into the song. Elena, who was standing at the door of the recording studio, suddenly felt her scalp numb.

It was a shock caused by the singing. She couldn't help but grab her scalp and sighed in her heart: "Wow, so is he so good at singing? His singing skills are much better than mine? No... His singing skills are even better than professional singers!"

I haven't been moved by a song for a long time, and Zhang Junyi's singing made her feel goosebumps all over her body. It can be seen how powerful Zhang Junyi's high notes are in the chorus.

Until the song ended, Zhang Junyi looked at Elena and said with a smile: "How is it?"

Only then did she come back to her senses and applaud: "Wow, it's very awesome, better than some Korean singers. Oppa, are you graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts or from the Academy of Singers?"

Zhang Junyi smiled faintly: "Of course I graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. Can't people who graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts sing better?"

Elena sighed: "You are so amazing, especially your high notes are very stable. I think I am singing well, so I posted some cover videos on the Internet. As a result, your singing is really hidden. Otherwise, stop shooting travel videos and debut as a singer, right?"

Zhang Junyi shook his head and said, "Being a singer is not my dream. Aren't you taking a shower? Why are you running over again?"

After being shocked by Zhang Junyi's song, Elena said: "I won't wash it for the time being, I'll take a look at Oppa's music."

"Okay, I'll look for the feeling first..." As he said that, he put down his guitar, opened the production software, and began to pound the music keyboard aimlessly. At this time, Zhang Junyi really had no sense of rhythm in his heart, and he had no inspiration to make music.

So he closed his eyes, stopped the movement in his hand, and called in his heart: "System, enable future song copyright purchase."

The system immediately presented a few words: 'Chinese, English, Korean, Japanese... Given that the host only knows four languages, the future song library station can only open four countries, and the future music rankings are available.'

Zhang Junyi said directly in his heart: "Korean."

The songs of the future are opened and presented to Zhang Junyi. "Way.Back.Home" has been ranked first in the future rankings for several weeks. Zhang Junyi thought to himself: "Can you listen?"

However, the system did not give feedback, only the price of the song: 100,000 Chinese coins.

For one's sake, Zhang Junyi could only grit his teeth and choose to buy it. When the deduction information of the mobile phone arrived, the rhythm and lyrics of the song rushed into his mind.

Zhang Junyi, who had originally closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and he started playing with the keyboard... The main melody of the song was quickly formed in Zhang Junyi's hands.

Elena sat next to her like that, watching Zhang Junyi close her eyes for a minute, and then started playing formally. This time she didn't play randomly like before, but had a sense of melody. And the song seemed to be pretty good?

After a few minutes of keyboard input, Zhang Junyi immediately brought the monitor headphones and played the main theme he entered.

Elena, who had listened to it, sat next to her and said relaxedly: "I feel the rhythm of this song is very good."

Thinking of Elena being by his side, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have to pretend to be able to complete this music creation so smoothly and smoothly.

So he deliberately said, "Well, the rhythm is pretty good, but there are many places that need to be modified. You go and take a shower first. I'm already here. Now I just found the main theme, and there are still things that need to be completed."

Elena also knew that the creation could not be made immediately. Even if she found the main theme, she still needed some modifications. So she nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go take a shower first."

After walking out of Elena, Zhang Junyi sighed in her heart: "It's so cool."

As long as you buy future music, a song will be stuffed into Zhang Junyi's mind, and any soundtrack to arrange it is clearly imprinted in your mind.

However, in front of Elena, Zhang Junyi did not dare to make all the music immediately.

(End of this chapter)