"How do you feel about them changing your song to this?"

Wen Ji turned his head to ask Pu Yan beside him.

It stands to reason that the stage works of the trainees should be checked by the instructors in person, and people have to look at them before they go on stage, but this group has changed too much. From the first version to the last version, it has been changed to almost The point of not recognizing the first draft.

Missed the rehearsal performance due to schedule issues, this is the first time Park Yan saw the finished product.Park Yan wrote many songs before his debut, and he also wrote a lot of commercial works purely catering to the market in his early years. This song can be regarded as one of his early songs written in a large number of assembly lines.

Park Yanchou has a lot of temper, and he especially hates that his songs are taken and adapted beyond recognition, especially when the adaptation is changed to the scene of a car accident and the level of adaptation is extremely poor.

He has high expectations for his own hard work, so when the program team came to him, he just randomly picked a song from the hard drive and threw it out.Therefore, he even felt that this song was very strange when he heard it at first, and he murmured in his heart for a while, "Is this really a song I wrote myself?"

He didn't have any expectations for this group of juniors. Maybe there was a little bit of it before the filming of the show. After the first rating, that little bit of expectation was wiped out.For Pu Yan, those who look down on are looking down on. If you can't even do the basics well, you don't even have the qualifications to talk to him.

And this mentor, who is so arrogant that it is easy to give people a sense of arrogance, is looking at the screen at this time, listening intently to the voices of the younger generation that are transmitted through the broadcast.

"It's a pity that I didn't go to listen to the live broadcast but watched the broadcast." Park Yan rarely gave a very positive affirmative evaluation, and then asked, "Arranged like this, can it still be regarded as a RAP group? I feel more biased Jazz some?"

Wen Ji replied: "I think it's JazzRap...you can't say it's not rap."

Pu Yan was thoughtful: "It's interesting to change it... This arrangement is not the same as the previous three groups. Who made it?"

"I knew you would ask this, and I asked you in advance..." Wen Ji smiled knowingly, "It's mainly thanks to Kuang Dasheng. Min Fengqi helped take care of part of the chords. The general idea is to listen to Lin Suyu and others to fill in the gaps. It’s a collaboration.”

Su Er also said enthusiastically: "Did you find out that although this group is called 'CanULoveMe', the 'U' they refer to is actually not the same thing, and they have their own ideas in it."

Ai Qi, who hadn’t noticed this, thought about it for a while, and exclaimed: “It seems so. Lin Suyu’s reference is unclear. It feels like he refers to love specifically, but it seems to imply a kind of dependence deeper than love. Min Fengqi, I It can be heard that it should refer to friendship, while Qiao Mu refers to the dream he has been pursuing for a long time..."

As for Kuang Dasheng and Hua Qian, they did not directly participate in the creation of rap, but used the chorus as a link.Although this part can't see their own ideas, it is very important, stringing the pearls into a chain, making the song that would have seemed scattered complete and rich.

Su'er smiled and said: "And what's interesting is that each of them writes words in a different format, with their own writing habits and styles, but the theme is complete and their emotions are unified. Other RAP groups may have more Or a little bit of a problem, some groups write their own ideas, but in this way there is no integrity, like a pot of random stew without a theme. Some groups list a theme and ask people to write propositional compositions, so Although the style and emotion are unified, it feels a bit too commercial..."

Thinking about the possible ambiguity of her own words, Su'er added: "Of course I'm not saying that 'commercial atmosphere' is not good, it's just that...it's not so interesting. After all, they are still young people, and they were too early If you are too familiar with that kind of business routine, I will feel a little pity."

"It's amazing..." Ai Qi slowly tasted it after being touched by a few tutors, "Indeed, from the overall point of view, this song is actually not so regular, each of them has kept their own The way of writing words. Lin Suyu seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, every sentence is neatly put together, and the rhyme of the last word has not changed from beginning to end. Min Fengqi's words are more like writing poems, with good length and short length. And The artistic conception is also very good, among these parts I like his part the most..."

Wen Ji said with a smile: "Qiao Mu probably has never been in contact with rap before, so he used the modal particles 'ah' and 'do' to make up rhymes. Fortunately, his emotions are in place, so the overall sound is very contagious. I guess maybe Maybe it’s because he felt something, singing about his true feelings is always the most touching.”

"That... Bai Hongyu, right? The words he wrote are quite like writing a composition with a proposition. He scratched his head to get it out of embarrassment, and there are a few lines that are based on my original lyrics..." Park Yan complained, "And this kid is really sincere, he has completely given up rhyming. Does he not know that there are such things as 'rap artifacts' and 'rap rhyming assistants' on the Internet, as long as the words are entered, let alone If you bet on one word, you can get anything double bet, three bet and four bet.”

Ai Qi, who has no experience in songwriting, was a little confused: "Is it so powerful?"

Wen Ji was also surprised: "I didn't have such useful things when I was young."

Pu Yan disdainfully said hostilely: "Isn't this equivalent to cheating in writing lyrics?"

"I don't think it's a big deal... Relying on the power of technology to walk more easily is also a kind of progress." Wen Ji is quite optimistic, "Besides, with convenient tools but no ideas of your own, you can't go far …For example, this adaptation of "CanULoveMe", I don't think it can be written with so-called rhyme assistants alone, what do you think?"

Su Er agreed: "Yes. In fact, I think the most valuable part of this song is that each part is a 'creation' with very personal ideas, but together it is a very complete work. There is a place for everyone to play freely... I think this can't be a coincidence, it should be the result of someone's guidance."

"Yes, Sister Suer's guess is right. All their ideas are based on Lin Suyu's priority in choosing and integrating. Lin Suyu's role in it is probably more than 70.00%."

Su'er pursed her lips and smiled: "But his C position only showed his face at the end... It's a bit of a loss."

"What's wrong, this kid is so smart, the total time everyone showed his face is not as amazing as the few seconds he showed his face at the end." Pu Yan was both helpless and admired, "He is taking the edge of the sword, and in the end That moment of tears, not even a moment sooner or later... This is probably the reason why he didn't show his face before, it's probably because of accumulating energy."

Wen Ji smiled and hugged his shoulders: "So our teacher Park Yan... answer my original question, how do you feel about them changing your song to this?"

After being silent for a few seconds, Pu Yan sighed a long time, with a little more emotion in his tone: "These juniors really make people feel a sense of crisis... We have to work hard, so as not to be fooled by a few fools." If the kid surpasses it, it's a shame."

Wen Ji replied: "For the next album, try to break another record."

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

…………

"My God, this plane is delayed for too long..."

At Bianzhou Airport, a short-haired woman wearing glasses hurried out from the exit, looking around while walking.

"Is it molybdenum molybdenum?"

She turned around and hurriedly said, "I am, may I ask..."

The other party stretched out his hand, shook hands with him, and then let go quickly: "I'm Momo."

The long-haired woman standing next to Mo Mo followed closely with a smile and shook her hand: "Hi, Rong Yangzi."

It was originally a cold square word with no meaning on the Internet, but now it corresponds to the reality and it is full of emotion and freshness.

But Momo didn't express any feelings directly, but said with guilt on his face: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect the flight to be delayed for so long... Hey, you don't have to wait for me, if you two went directly by car before The imperial capital must still be able to keep up with Xiao Yu's stage."

"You come to Bianzhou alone, of course I don't worry until I receive you. Besides, I'm taking it for granted this time..." Mo Mo was full of annoyance, "I thought this time the stage was also in Bianzhou, who knew it would be changed to Bianzhou?" After leaving the imperial capital, you all booked a flight ticket to Bianzhou..."

Mo Mo said worriedly: "Xiao Yu's stage should be over now..."

Mo Mo pursed his lips, and then whispered: "...Eleventh and the others sent a message just now, saying that everything is over."

"Oh my god... all of us managers are not there, will we, Xiaoyu, be sad if we see the light sign without him?"

"Okay, don't think too much now...get in the car first." Rong Yangzi pulled one hand and pushed it onto the car, "Besides, aren't Susie and the others here? There is a light sign with light rain on it. Send it to me for a look, it’s very flashy. Xiaoyu’s eyes are so beautiful, she must have good eyesight, she must have seen it.”

"If we go now, by the time we get there, they will have already dispersed..."

"I have already rented the car, so it would be a pity if I didn't go around the imperial capital?" Rong Yangzi smiled and said, "And...don't they have to announce the results of the vote first? If you're lucky, you might even get there. .”

Although the consolation was so consoling, Rong Yangzi didn't expect it to be right in his words.

"Are you Yan Ling..." Seeing the turbulent crowd in the distance, Momo didn't forget to complain when she jumped out of the car.

"There are too many people here...why don't you leave after the show? How long has it been since the end of the last stage..." Although it is winter, there are still snowflakes in the sky, and it is hard to squeeze to the last stage. Mo Mo in front was sweating profusely from being squeezed all the way, and he felt like he had lost two catties from being so tired.

Rong Yangzi who was also collapsed from the crowd said weakly: "Aren't you also one of the people who didn't leave..."

It was the first time Momo saw this kind of battle, and was almost cut off at the end by the crowded crowd head-to-head.If the other two were not extremely fierce, holding her with one hand, and tearing the grilled eel with the other to forcefully split the sea of ​​people, she would have been lying quietly on the snowdrift like a salted fish long ago.

"No wonder the star chasing girls are so hot-tempered, they are all forced out..." Momo, who was paralyzed on the cordon, panted heavily, "If this is not a little fierce, I can make it into a meatloaf..."

Originally, the crowd was crowded, but it was still orderly in chaos.When the trainees really filed out of the room and came in twos and threes to get on the bus, the three of them felt like there was a tsunami behind their buttocks, pushing them forward wave after wave involuntarily. Finally, I personally felt the pain of "squeezing people into paper".

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

"Ah, it's our Rongrong! Oh my god, Rongrong is looking at me!! Me! I exploded into fireworks!!"

"Brilliant! The bright person has come out! Ahhhh! Xiao Fenger!! Xiaoqi!! Smile at my sister!!"

"Linlin!! Linlin, you are the most handsome! Did you hear that! You are the most handsome!!"

Screams that could break the eardrums came and went.

Mo Mo wiped the sweat from his head, showing anxiety: "Why haven't I seen Xiaoyu yet...Is it because I missed it?"

"How is it possible, I'm watching too...Hey, isn't that it?"

It was Lin Suyu who came out from the door, chatting and laughing with the black-haired boy beside him.

But the distance was a bit far, and Lin Suyu seemed to think that no one would wait for him in this kind of place, but he was talking to Luo Xiao as if he was in a good mood.The latter also listened carefully and attentively, neither of them paid much attention to the crowd.

Seeing the two people walking farther and farther, Momo pushed Rong Yangzi next to him, a little anxious: "Who is calling?"

"Yell!"

"Come and shout!"

"You should yell!"

"Okay, don't argue..." Mo Mo couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't push around, let's shout together, there are too many people and the voice is loud. I will count three two one, three, two, one..."

The three of them shouted loudly in unison: "Xiao Yu—look at my sister!"

"..."

Several girls looked at each other.

"It's over, it seems to be too noisy, I didn't hear..."

Mo Mo did not give up: "Do you want to shout again?"

"Call it... three, two, one—"

"Little—rain—ah—!!Look—look—sister—sister—let's go!!"

This hoarse, almost roaring sound obviously stunned the emotionally excited girls around. The people who were excitedly pointing at the trainees and chirping all looked at the three of them in unison. General horror and admiration.

Three seconds later, everyone returned to the previous state tacitly, and continued to scream and gossip, as if nothing had happened.

Rong Yangzi said with a little frustration: "Xiaoyu still didn't hear it, we were just being watched by others..."

Before he finished speaking, the blond boy who was walking towards the distant bus stopped, turned his head and looked around suspiciously.

Then, he glanced at this side from a distance, whispered a few words to the black-haired boy beside him, and then turned around and walked towards the crowd.

"No... no way..."

"How is it possible, did he go in the wrong direction...he really came here!!"

Facing the three people who were almost stuttering and speechless, the boy standing in the snow all over the sky tilted his head very cutely, with a soft smile on his face: "Sisters calling me?"

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