0713: You who shine in the parallel world

Since the production team owns the adaptation rights to "Suspended," Yu Yu can create whatever she wants without worry.

He opened his tablet and, while everyone else was still looking at sheet music, he began to give a professional lesson—no, I mean, he began to explain his arrangement ideas and musical scores. At the same time, he used music software to simulate instruments such as the piano to assist him, using a simpler and easier-to-understand method to help laymen who only knew a little about music understand his new arrangement.

In short, when this combination of punches was delivered, Guoguo's eyes lit up as she heard the notes on the paper turn into music. She never imagined that "Suspended," a viral, catchy tune that had become a brainwashing sensation, could be so beautiful.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the show while experts appreciate the details. Chen Weilun, who already felt that the simplified score had been revised to have a sophisticated feel, felt that if the piece could not be presented on stage in its entirety after hearing Yu Yu's casual addition of musical instrument examples, it would be a waste of talent.

"...Of course, that's not all. What I just mentioned were just the usual things. Our main event, X-Part, will incorporate electronic music, so I'll need a Loopstation for that." Yu Yu changed the subject after observing the reactions of the production team.

"Electronic music? It's true that the original song 'Suspended' uses electronic music elements, but wouldn't adding too much make it feel a bit overwhelming?"

Chen Weilun frowned slightly. Electronic music, after all, is not conventional music; its audience is limited, and it is the most aesthetically pleasing. Without that kind of talent and intuition, the music produced might sound more like tacky, rural pop music from the outskirts of the city.

For people who haven't studied electronic music in detail, Chen Weilun's concerns are valid, but if Yu Yu/Query is behind it, then this concern is completely unfounded.

However, they were unaware of Yu Yu's true identity, and Yu Yu's previous musical style was indeed not closely related to electronic music. Although he had dabbled in electronic music and looping in previous variety shows and had even participated in the production of Chen Chusheng's electronic rock album, he did not have any truly convincing electronic music performances under his own name, so it was normal for the production team to be suspicious.

So Yu Yu planned to demonstrate it to them directly, which was the main reason he brought his tablet to the meeting.

“John, would you mind giving an impromptu performance for everyone?” Yu Yu gestured to He Zhancheng with her tablet.

He had already spoken to He Zhancheng beforehand, indicating that he planned to demonstrate the coordination of music and stage to the production team during the meeting, so He Zhancheng was not surprised at this moment. He nodded and stood up.

Yu Yu and Guan Zhibin moved the chairs aside to give He Zhancheng enough space. Then, Guan Zhibin saw Yu Yu's fingers begin to dance on the tablet.

He didn't understand what kind of app it was, but he guessed it must be related to electronic music software, because the moment Yu Yu started operating it, a burst of highly rhythmic distorted music came from the tablet speakers, turned up to their maximum volume—a kind of mesmerizing chanting that seemed to appeal to both men and women, young and old.

Yu Yu improvised a mix of the original version of "Suspended"!

The moment the music started, He Zhancheng felt an electric shock spread to his cerebral cortex with the beating of his heart. His neurons knew better than his conscious mind what kind of rhythm he wanted. He felt that he was not dancing along, but that every beat was like the distorted music pulling him into a dance.

Unfortunately, before he could fully savor this long-awaited joy, it turned into an unattainable illusion because the music abruptly stopped.

He looked at Yu Yu, whose electronic music demonstration aroused an unusual and irrepressible creative desire in him. There are kindred spirits among musicians, and there are also among dancers, especially between musicians and dancers. Yu Yu's music completely touched his heart. He actually knew what kind of music was tailor-made for him!

Interestingly, it's usually dancers who create music tailored to musicians, and it's rare for musicians to create music for dancers in this way.

The last time He Zhancheng felt such inspiration was more than a decade ago when he was a backup dancer for Query. In the years that followed, no matter how much a song moved him, he could hardly find that feeling again.

Unexpectedly, the long-lost feeling was hidden in the meeting room of the Pi Ge program team, in a small impromptu moment.

He Zhancheng, somewhat excited and sentimental, high-fived Yu Yu and Guan Zhibin. It should be said that Cyrus and Query are indeed friends; their musical tastes are so similar.

He originally came to the show with the idea of ​​meeting more friends and collaborating with more musicians—of course, the production team gave him too much—but he didn't expect to make such a discovery. He suddenly felt that he had made the right choice to come to the show.

Chen Qiyuan, the stage director who had previously been unable to offer much professional advice on music, gradually smiled as he witnessed the chemistry between Yu Yu and He Zhancheng's impromptu stage performance in just 30 seconds.

"I dare say that this group's performance was the most unexpected yet most satisfying one I've seen all morning," he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Unexpected? Compared to the 'Drift' group, who can barely dance but chose to dance, and the 'Countless' group, who parachuted in with Teacher Cai, we're not so bad," Yu Yu joked.

"If we're talking about group members, then your group definitely doesn't have as much buzz as those two groups," Guoguo teased, then looked at Chen Weilun, "What does our music director think?"

"The entire arrangement of 'Suspended' is fine. As I just said, it would be a loss if this stage couldn't be brought to the audience," Chen Weilun said. "Yu Yu, you surprised me so much today, especially the impromptu remix. I didn't expect you to be so skilled in electronic music..."

The more Chen Weilun looked at Yu Yu, the more he felt that he was a hidden musical genius. Thinking of the stereotype that he was lazy and irresponsible because he was rich, he really wanted to lock the kid in a dark room and not let him out until he wrote ten or eight albums.

Oliver: Hello, where can I participate in this kind of event? Please call me anytime if you find such a good opportunity; I'd be happy to sponsor it.

Unfortunately, he wasn't familiar with him, and today was only their second meeting. He couldn't grab Yu Yu's shoulders and shake him to get him moving and stop slacking off. He could only keep an eye on him and make sure he finished the complete arrangement of "Suspended".

"If the stage and music are fine, what about the marketing side?" Guoguo looked at the advertising and data team on the other side.

The other party thought for a moment and nodded, indicating that the audience discussion surrounding "Suspended" which deviates from the original song would definitely be high, as long as the stage performance was well done.

"Alright, since there are no problems, let's just go with your plan and get started," Guoguo finally decided.

Unexpectedly, the production team, which was extremely difficult to persuade in the eyes of other teams, agreed to their plan without much effort. After Guan Zhibin came out, he excitedly hugged Yu Yu's shoulder.

“You’re born to be a captain, Cyrus. Look at what happened just now. Our meeting process was simple: you state your point of view, you provide the music, and the production team agrees. It’s that easy.” Guan Zhibin said it as casually as eating, sleeping, or breathing.

“No, I’m not,” Yu Yu immediately denied. “And you were there helping out, and John’s impromptu performance just now stunned everyone on the show.”

"It's mainly because of your music, it really suits me perfectly." He Zhancheng praised sincerely, "You're really amazing, my friend."

Yu Yu smiled, then suddenly changed the subject: "Since we're all friends, John, tell me honestly, our own dance part won't be like what we just did, will it?"

“No, of course not.” He Zhancheng shook his head, and after Yu Yu and Guan Zhibin breathed a sigh of relief, he continued, “That’s too easy.”

"! That's easy?!" Guan Zhibin's pupils dilated in shock. "If I were to do those moves, my limbs would be begging me to go to the hospital the next second!"

The prank was a joke, and He Zhancheng laughed, "Hahaha, don't worry, guys, you can do it. I'll try to make it as easy as possible."

Back in the practice room, Yu Yu first used the keyboard in the practice room to record a demo and gave it to He Zhancheng so that he could refer to the demo to choreograph when he got back that night. The advantage of having a dance master in the team is that their group does not need to use the dance moves prepared by the program team at all, and they have a dance that is more suitable for them.

Watching Yu Yu and He Zhancheng seize the time to discuss, Guan Zhibin became the one with nothing to do. In order to make himself seem like he was making a contribution, he offered to take care of the logistics work in their team from now on, such as ordering takeout, since there was no such thing as a work lunchbox here.

The takeout arrived, and the three of them went to the lobby and found a table to eat together. Not long after, the members of the "Countless" team also came out. When Yu Yu saw his brothers, he immediately waved to them, inviting them to come and sit at the same table with them.

"Which restaurant did you order, Brother Sheng? This stir-fry with green peppers and shredded pork looks pretty good." Having had a bad experience with her Japanese food, Yu Yu asked as she picked up a piece of her chopsticks to show off the delicious-looking dishes in front of Chen Chusheng.

"It was recommended by Yuexin," Chen Chusheng said, pushing the takeout bowl towards Yu Yu.

"If you want to know what good takeout is around here, just ask me, a local from Xingcheng." Wang Yuexin patted his chest. He could tell that the bento box in front of Yu Yu was barely touched and didn't suit her taste. "Which place did you order from? It's not that one with the yellow sign, is it? That place is terrible, all the good reviews are fake."

"Luckily, I ordered a few extra bowls of rice. Alright, alright, don't force yourselves. Come on, let's eat together." Wang Yuexin deftly took out three bowls of rice and pushed the dishes towards the middle.

Somewhat skeptical, Zhang Yuan poked at Yu Yu's salad with his chopsticks and tasted it: "I think it's alright, just a bit bland? Suitable for people who are trying to lose weight."

"Shall I change it for you?" Yu Yu looked at Zhang Yuan's fried noodles.

"Why should I switch with you?" Zhang Yuan said, but his hands were still quite honest as he moved the oily fried noodles in front of Yu Yu and took his Japanese bento. "Considering that it's the first time you've left our home and you can't even order good takeout, fine, you can eat it, you unlucky kid."