Chapter 3 Years are like songs

Qingyu International, an international entertainment company, integrates film, television and songs into one. It has many stars and is one of the leaders in Qingyang City.

In the 22-storey building of Qingyu International, Wang Yanping frowned and put down a stack of songs in his hand.

"Director, the years are in post-production, just the theme song..."

Wang Yanping said in a low voice, "The group has so many songwriters. What do they do? They can't hand in a decent song for more than a month, which doesn't make other entertainment groups laugh to death."

"The following is said that the talent competition is too fierce now, and it is difficult to produce good songs. How can it be so easy to write a classic song?" The secretary said bluntly.

Wang Yanping was depressed and was about to say something when he knocked on the door.

"Director Wang, this is what the chairman asked me to send. He said that he could have a try if necessary."

Wang Yanping got up and took the sticky mail. After a glance, he couldn't help asking with some surprise and asked, "Xiao Chen, do you think this was specially explained by Mr. Yan?"

Xiao Chen nodded: "Yes, Mr. Yan mentioned that this person is a classmate of the young lady and has great creative talent. He wrote the two songs that have spread quickly in the past two days."

Wang Yanping was curious and said, "Do you always want to cultivate him?"

Xiao Chen shook his head: "I don't know about this. I'm going back to explain."

After sending Xiao Chen away, Wang Yanping explained to the secretary beside him, "You contact Ye Zhiqiu and give him a week to write. If it really doesn't work, you can only choose a song from here."

The secretary nodded and walked out, and Wang Yanping fell into meditation.

"If you don't sign a contract, you will be deliberately trained. Such cheap things can't be done. Are there any other strange things in it?"

Thinking of the special explanation on the sticky letter, if the song is suitable, if you can buy it, you can sing it for the singer of Qingyu Entertainment International. If you can't buy it, you can sing it for Ye Zhiqiu.

"Years have gathered several popular idol students from Qingyu International. They are also youth idol films, and the publicity is big. I'm afraid that the artists will not be willing to do this kind of Mr. Yan..."

In the red song practice room, Ye Zhiqiu practiced a repertoire of different styles, trying to bring his singing skills closer.

Although he seems to be young now, he knows that there are still many things to learn in the future, and he must seize the time to learn more skills. Otherwise, even with the help of the entertainment repository, he can only be a craftsman, not a master.

Liao Chang looked at Ye Zhiqiu quietly through the soundproof window. If he hadn't heard those two songs occasionally two days ago, I'm afraid he would still be in the dark now. As Ye Zhiqiu's enlightenment teacher, Liao Chang has a profound vocal attainments. Liao Chang also sees Ye Zhiqiu's lifeless practice in the past half a year.

"The temperament is calm and unique, the appearance is handsome and firm, and success is also a matter of time..."

When Ye Zhiqiu finished singing a song, Liao Chang said through the microphone, "Although you should sing carefully and devote yourself to it, remember not to work too hard, which will lead to powerlessness..."

"Yes, don't deliberately imitate. Whether it's anyone's song, men's or women's, you have to make this song sing a different taste in your mouth. Don't ask for transcendence first, the most important thing is not to make the audience feel disgusted..."

There are many vocal skills, but as long as you master it, you will be proficient until you evolve and surpass.

Ye Zhiqiu thought of the one who is called the god of singing on earth. He really has his own taste in singing any song. That should be a kind of singing with heart. Perhaps in such a state, it is the ability to play any piece of music to the fullest.

Liao Chang suddenly said, "You will go to school in Shanghai soon. Remember me. If you can take an hour every day to practice vocal skills, when you graduate from college, you will be able to sing pop songs of any genre."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded gratefully. For more than half a year, this teacher and friend gave him too much guidance and help. Thinking that there was little time to meet in the future, I'm afraid it was not so easy to find such an outstanding person, and I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

"by the way, have you created the theme song of Time Like a Song? This is a good opportunity. You must grasp it." Liao Chang said happily.

Ye Zhiqiu was also a little excited: "Teacher, I know it, but I don't know whether it's suitable or not. Let's listen to it."

Liao Chang nodded and said, "Give me the score, and I'll give you the accompaniment. You can try it out."

Ye Zhiqiu cleared his throat, and with the clear and pleasant spring-like accompaniment, Ye Zhiqiu also began to sing.

Because I dreamed of you leaving, I woke up from crying and saw the night wind blowing through the window sill. Can you feel my love...

......

How many people have admired your face when you were young, and you can know that the years have endured endless changes.

How many people have come and returned in your life? You can know that I will be by your side with you all your life.

......

After singing the song, Liao Chang was silent for a long time, until Ye Zhiqiu walked out of the singing room.

"This song reminds me of the past. It's beautiful and good..."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said nothing. He thought of the phone call he suddenly received two days ago and Qingyu International Entertainment's invitation to him, which made him feel incredible. He didn't expect such a good thing to fall on him. In the end, I decided not to give up this opportunity. According to the background atmosphere and storyline of the years, I selected this song with you from the entertainment repository.

"I'm relieved." Ye Zhiqiu smiled and couldn't help thinking of Yan Yu.

"Your creative talent is the best I have ever seen. If I were as young as you, I would not help but follow you." Liao Chang said with a smile.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "I don't know if the teacher has any suggestions for this song and my singing style."

Liao Chang shook his head and said, "No, what you lack is only the control and practice of timbre. You have done a good job now. I'm very happy to have you as a disciple."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and was very grateful. He will always remember this friendship between teachers and students.

Comedy Life Performance Studio, a small performing arts training center in Qingyang City.

After Ye Zhiqiu came out of the red song practice studio, he rushed all the way to the comedy life. His class was very tight and he had almost no extra time to play.

When he rushed to the comedy life, Ye Zhiqiu heard a roar.

"You are a pig. You are now a scholar who sleeps in the desert temple at night, not a playboy..."

The young man who was reprimanded blushed, but he was well trained and had no intention of resisting at all.

The arrival of Ye Zhiqiu caused a lot of sensation, and more than a dozen performers almost looked at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Look, Ye Zhiqiu is here. Those two songs were written by him. They are very popular now."

"Ah, I didn't expect him to have such a talent. I hate that we have been classmates for more than half a year before we know that this guy can really hide..."

The teacher who scolded the students looked at Ye Zhiqiu and asked Ye Zhiqiu to stand against the wall, and he explained it himself.

"You all think about it and grasp a few points. First of all, this is a desolate ancient temple in the middle of the night. Secondly, he is a weak scholar. On this basis, you should give full play to your imagination and express your feelings..."

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly thought of A Chinese Ghost Story, and thought of Lan Ruo Temple and Nie Xiaoqian. Then this scholar was Ning Caichen. The corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile. Perhaps when his studies are successful, he can learn from the famous works such as A Chinese Ghost Story and show the amazing works on earth on this planet.

"Ye Zhiqiu, why are you laughing at? Come up and perform." The teacher keenly noticed Ye Zhiqiu's smile and took Ye Zhiqiu out under the gaze of everyone.

Ye Zhiqiu only felt that his head was big. He lived for 28 years in his previous life. Although he had played many roles in society, it happened naturally in life. Although I have learned to perform for more than half a year, I have learned how to express my thoughts and feelings. But I don't have much time to figure it out every day. Up to now, I'm just a novice who just knows how to perform.

"What's the delay? Everyone is waiting for you." There is no doubt that the teacher's temper is hot, and Ye Zhiqiu walked to the center of the stage with a headache.

It's already like this, so let's pick up a part of the Ghost Story to play.

In an instant, Ye Zhiqiu entered his fictional play.

Ye Zhiqiu wiped the sweat on his head and looked up at the sky, as if there was something in the sky. After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly fell down and picked up something on the ground in a panic. Looking up, he seemed to see something ahead. After a moment of hesitation, he walked in carefully.

Although this performance is plain, the meaning is obvious. It was nothing more than a weak scholar rushing to the road at night, but suddenly he was accidentally tripped by a dead tree, and all the books behind him were scattered. When the scholar was picking up the book, he suddenly found a desolate ancient temple in front of him at night. He hesitated whether to enter or not at such a time, and finally walked in after some hesitation.

Everyone looked at Ye Zhiqiu with envy. There were some students who had studied for several years and also admired Ye Zhiqiu.

"That's great. I admire him for this. He has ideas and dares to act and express." A student admired it.

The teacher is also satisfied. After all, everyone is not a student of a regular film and television school. It is very good to have such an achievement.

At the moment, he commented: "It's a good idea. Although the performance marks are very heavy and the expression is not in place, it is better to dare to act..."

Ye Zhiqiu humbly accepted that in such a small training class, he did not expect to learn much. He only hoped that he could transition from nothing to knowing how to act. As for the real beginning, he still wanted to be in college.

In his plan, he will major in directing drama and minor in acting during college. At the same time, I will participate in some performance associations of the school and experience various roles. I believe that with his understanding and past experience, he will naturally master how to perform after performing more.

"It seems that there is not enough time..."

Although the nearly two months of vacation can be arranged for vocal music and performance, it seems that there is still not enough time for Ye Zhiqiu.