He then reacted and said in surprise: "Now editing? Not enough time?"

"No, I had an idea before."

Zheng Qian said: "The melody is very simple. Brother Chen, just do as I say."

Chen Shuai praised: "That's amazing, okay, let's start!"

Zheng Qian collected the bass, keyboard, drums and other instruments on his own in less than an hour, and then began to mix and integrate the sounds of these instruments into a stereo track.

An hour later, the arrangement was completed. Chen Shuai had almost no help in the whole process. Looking at Zheng Qian's skillful arrangement, his mouth opened wide. Finally he came to his senses and said in shock: "It's done?"

There are no scripts, no pre-recordings, and all sound sources are collected almost in one go.

Zheng Qian glanced at Chen Shuai: "It's a semi-finished product. Let's check and fill in the gaps later!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Qian took out a copy of the lyrics from his backpack.

When Chen Shuai saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief. If he had arranged the music and performed it without a script, he would be frightened.

You can arrange the music now. After all, there is room for thinking, and most talented musicians can do it.

But if you finish arranging the music and sing it seamlessly...

Then he's not a genius, he's just a ghost.

At this time, Chen Shuai took three steps and two steps at a time. Before Zheng Qian entered the recording studio and started practicing, he glanced at Zheng Qian's lyrics and saw the song title written on the first line.

I really want to love this world...

Chen Shuai was amazed.

At this stage, many song titles are quite stable, mostly with two or four characters. Song titles similar to "As if I Love This World" are really rare.

It feels like a joke.

Chen Shuai smiled and felt a lot more balanced.

It seems that it is indeed a work written casually, otherwise how could it be possible to compose a complete tune so casually.

But thinking about the sound source he just mixed, Chen Shuai feels that the arrangement of this song is at least of some standard.

At this time, because it was lunch time, Wei Xin, the leader of the election management team, knocked on the door and came in, ready to call Zheng Qian to the restaurant for dinner. However, when he saw that Zheng Qian had just put on his headphones and was about to practice, he also sat silently in the booth.

Outside, chatting with Chen Shuai: "When will it end?"

"End?" Chen Shuai smiled and said, "This is just the beginning. Do you know how long it took Zheng Qian to compose a song?"

Wei Xin frowned: "One hour?"

"You actually know!" Chen Shuai was surprised.

Wei Xin said with a smile: "Nonsense, Zheng Qian has only been in for an hour!"

Chen Shuai came to his senses and sighed with emotion: "You don't know how to arrange music, and you don't understand the difficulty. Zheng Qian is really a genius who can compose such a piece of music in an hour! Originally, I always felt that the outside world's praise for him was a bit exaggerated.

! But when I saw his creation with my own eyes today, I was really impressed. No wonder he is so popular. He does have such strength!"

Wei Xin's curiosity was aroused, and her original intention of calling the two of them to have a meal was thrown out of her mind, and she focused on listening to Zheng Qian's contact instead.

Zheng Qian, who was in the recording studio, also saw Wei Xin through the soundproof glass, smiled and nodded to her, and then started to signal Chen Shuai to start playing the music.

Zheng Qian cleared his throat, worked up his emotions, and waited slowly.

At the beginning, the monophonic track belonging to the bass appeared first.

Then, Zheng Qian's singing started.

"Cuddled on the sofa, drowsy, messy hair

But I long to be as cool and unrestrained as the protagonist in the movie..."

The entire song is almost flawlessly produced.

After the audition, Zheng Qian breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the water glass and drank a few sips to moisten his throat and let his emotions slowly calm down.

Next, just cancel and add a few different chord tones, and the song is roughly complete.

Outside the recording studio, Wei Xin and Chen Shuai, who were sitting on chairs like primary school students in class, listened to Zheng Qian's singing, and the high notes, which were so long that they almost reached the end of the horizon, and the heart-rending song.
Chapter completed!