Fang Fei is pretending to be confused.

One is her own daughter, and the other is her best friend for decades. No matter how confused she is, she can guess more or less what the two guys are doing.

What's more, Zhou Qiuyue had shown great interest in the so-called Chinese style before, and she had asked her to think about it for a long time. With Zhou Qiuyue's personality, Fang Fei didn't believe that there was no work now.

Then there is only one truth about the matter - "Little Bridge and Flowing Water" was written by Zhou Qiuyue. Is the moonlight that makes jokes on Weibo all day long is actually his daughter Gu Qinghan.

In fact, there are many reasons why she pretends to be confused, such as wanting to see which one is better, Lu Yang or Zhou Qiuyue, and how much Gu Qinghan hides in front of her.

Even Fang Fei was surprised by the way he spoke on Weibo.

Everyone has their own privacy. Fang Fei, who is already a mother, wants to get close to her daughter, but they have little communication. To this day, she can only peek as a passerby.

But when it comes to joking, Fang Fei said intentionally or unintentionally: "Have you listened to the two songs written by Lu Yang? The quality is so good, especially "The Sea and the Sky", which has too high intentions."

"Well, the data from "The Sea and the Sky" says it all."

Zhou Qiuyue said, "The things we were worried about before were pushed down by Lu Yang. The data you and I hid were worse than "The Sky". In this way, we can not only establish Taylor's rebellious identity, but also

Ensure Lu Yang’s fame.”

"yes."

Fang Fei nodded, everything was laid out, and all her words were for this sentence:

"Those who were at the same time as them are quite miserable. The quality of "Little Bridge and Flowing Water" is also good. If it is placed at other times, the normal impact will be normal, the playback volume should be very good."

Zhou Qiuyue: "...you are right."

Fang Fei looked at her face that couldn't tell whether she was laughing or crying, and laughed in her heart, thinking that if she didn't force you, why would you continue to fight with Lu Yang? It would be okay if she won the fight, but if she lost the fight...

.

Wouldn't you call me in the future?

Fang Fei thinks this is a good opportunity to repair his relationship with his daughter, although his common enemy is his future son-in-law.

Zhou Qiuyue felt embarrassed, and if she lost, she would lose, and she would be pulled out by her "best friend who didn't know the truth" and whipped the corpse.

So she could only forcefully change the topic, "Lu Yang is a new song... Why do I feel like we are almost his tool guy?"

"It's okay." Fang Fei shrugged, "If you don't write well, you can just criticize it."

"It's right." Zhou Qiuyue said, "Young people are so confident that they write one song after another. Now they are going to write Mid-Autumn Festival again. How can Mid-Autumn Festival be so easy to write?"

"It's okay to write a good song. Lu Yang hasn't produced any works for so long after graduation. Now it's booming, which should be the result of precipitation." Fang Fei said, "But I'm not optimistic about Mid-Autumn Festival songs."

Most songs with the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival are the main theme, but these things are destined to be inseparable from the down-to-earth atmosphere.

"Yes." Zhou Qiuyue added, "I don't think it's possible. Even if the lyrics are very good, I will talk about him. This young man has too big goals."

"Not revenge?" Fang Fei narrowed her eyes.

"How is that possible!" Zhou Qiuyue argued, "Which elder has ever seen a young man wears small shoes?"

She felt that criticizing this matter was very feasible and definitely not considered revenge.

When Lu Yang wrote "Legend", she came to help because of the quality of the song, but how long has it been now?

Those successful songwriters also find it difficult to create a large number of high-quality songs in a short period of time, and Lu Yang has written too many good songs recently, if he really comes up with another song.

You can watch it as an alien.

So, after a moment, she looked at Lu Yang, as if she was looking at aliens.

The lights in the recording studio room were obviously gentle, but Zhou Qiuyue felt that it was even hotter than the scorching sun in midsummer in June, which made people feel painful, and the source of damage was not the lights above her head.

But the lyrics in front of you.

"I have written the lyrics and melody well, and I have encountered a big problem in the arrangement. I always feel that I can't express the artistic conception of the lyrics, but to be precise, I am not worthy of it."

Lu Yang explained the reason for letting the two seniors come over.

The middle-aged best friends who were originally planning to criticize Lu Yang were silent, and their eyes were about to fall into the lyrics of "When will the bright moon come?"

The words are concise and the artistic conception is vividly displayed on the paper. There is a strong feeling of homesickness between the lines, which looks more like an ancient poem.

Anyway, it doesn't look like lyrics.

"Does Aunt Fang and Teacher Zhou have any ideas?" Lu Yang said again, "We plan to let this song be released in the Mid-Autumn Festival."

They were still silent.

Why can’t I write too many high-quality songs in a short period of time? What do I write and rush to post songs to death? What songs with traditional festivals are not easy to write?

fart!

The planned criticism is gone, and now they are beginning to worry about whether they can write this song well.

The lyrics are so good that they get confused when they see the lyrics. It would be fine if they read ancient poems and essays, but this is a lyric that needs to be arranged.

They said they came to help Lu Yang arrange the music, but they were not sure.

Fang Fei pondered for a long time, "Lu Yang, I will tell you first, and we can't guarantee that we can be competent for the arrangement of this song."

"You little guy is just giving us a problem." Zhou Qiuyue also sighed, "But now I can only say that I can do my best. It is the first time I have lived in these years that I feel that I am not capable enough."

"What about me?" Gu Qinghan also wanted to participate in it. "I can't help with your arrangements, so what do I need to do?"

"Go over there to recite, be loud and have feelings." Fang Fei pointed to the corner of the corridor, "just like memorizing texts when I was a child."

Gu Qinghan: "..."

Such a good lyrics are like everyone is creating great works together, with their mother, teacher, and boyfriend working together, and they recited stupidly there like a primary school student...

It's so outrageous, but this is the most effective method.

Because she is a singer.

"Okay." Gu Qinghan nodded.

She left the room, and the remaining three people were worried about the arrangement. This was a huge project, and any mistake would lead to a huge loss.

Fang Fei gently placed the paper on the table, "Okay, I'm going to bother Lu Yang, I'll pop this melody out to give us a preliminary impression, and then make changes slowly in the future."

Lu Yang did it, and after a moment, the melodious piano sounded in the room. No matter which version of "When will the Moon Come" on Earth, his main theme is similar, and it is very similar.

What can really determine the artistic conception is the arrangement, the guzheng or electronic sound used, or the guitar and drum. Different instruments will always have different flavors, and the key is what choices should be made.

"The piano's tone doesn't feel suitable." After the performance, Lu Yang expressed his thoughts.

"What we have to do now is addition and subtraction." Fang Fei said, "It plays well."

Lu Yang didn't take this to heart. His level of playing was only average, after all, he didn't practice since childhood.

"Can you play other things?" Zhou Qiuyue asked, "Guzheng and harp."

Lu Yang shook his head.

He only knows two or three musical instruments, and a person's life is so long that it is impossible to know everything.

"Does Teacher Zhou want to use traditional musical instruments?" Lu Yang understood what she meant.

"Yes." Zhou Qiuyue nodded, "The piano style is wrong, obviously it needs to be deleted. At this stage, we need more Chinese-based musical instruments to match the artistic conception of the lyrics."

"no."

Before Lu Yang could speak, Fang Fei expressed his disagreement, "If there are too many traditional instruments, it will overshadow the main point, and those sounds are too loud and will steal the limelight."

"The lyrics of "When will the bright moon come to you" are obviously traditional things." Zhou Qiuyue argued, "If you pair traditional things with Western musical instruments? This is a bit inappropriate."

"Learning from the barbarians' skills to control barbarians is a good thing, but we must recognize its shortcomings..."

"Then what instrument do you think you should use?"

"Anyway, it can't be all traditional instruments. If you abandon more for some things, such a song will definitely be imperfect."

“…”

The quarrel between these two made Lu Yang dumbfounded.

When Zhou Qiuyue and Fang Fei entered the door, they held hands and looked like they were living together until they were ninety-nine. Now they were quarreling. While thinking about using traditional instruments, they felt that there were too many disadvantages.

The discussion is about something that is pretty stylish, but afterwards...

For example, two old grooming aunties in the vegetable market were shouting at each other, saying that the other party’s vegetables were garbage and that they were not as fresh as their own vegetables. Customers were sure to buy them when they came to her, so they had to trust her.

Lu Yang is that customer.

But he was not here in the vegetable market. He called these two aunts just to arrange the music and asked them to help. Why does it seem more and more trouble now?

"I suddenly had an idea."

Seeing that the noise became more and more intense, Lu Yang whispered.

It was quite strange. When his voice fell, the two stopped arguing immediately, probably because he was writing lyrics and should have a better understanding of arrangements, or if both of them listened to the words of Lu Yang, a young man.

"Is it possible? I mean it's possible."

Lu Yang also said, "You can use both instruments and make them with midi."

Midi is the most widely used music standard format in the arrangement industry, called "a score that can be understood by computers". The absolute majority of modern music on the market are made and synthesized using midi plus a tone library.

It can not only imitate the tone of a musical instrument, but also add musical effects.
To be continued...