Yang Jingxing went downstairs, and was first asked by Lan Jingyue about Pang Xi's plans for lunch, and then knocked on the door and entered Gan Kaicheng's office.

Tong Yichun, who was still reading the information copy carefully, raised his head and said politely: "I will take you a little longer."

Yang Jingxing said: "I was going to read Bagua and wait for lunch, and now it makes sense."

Gan Kaicheng scolded: "Are you still in the mood for gossip!?"

Tong Yichun waited for Yang Jingxing to sit down with a tolerant expression, and said: "How to make "Poetry Heart" specifically, it is enough for Manager Gan and you and I to decide. I also think that Teacher Hao and others may not have much experience in this area.

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Yang Jingxing said: "I have no experience at all..." Feeling Gan Kaicheng's gaze, he added: "But he who doesn't know is fearless."

Tong Yichun chuckled: "This... is a double-edged sword, but I think your instrumental composition is really great."

Gan Kaicheng put down his teacup and continued to blame Yang Jingxing: "I'm not thinking about work. It's been a few days, are you not prepared at all?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "I want to prepare, but I am not ready to come out."

Tong Yichun advised Gan Kaicheng: "You should understand..." and explained to Yang Jingxing: "That's right, Manager Gan and I discussed it and basically rejected the idea of ​​inviting older generation composers... Do you think young and middle-aged composers

Home, which ones are more suitable?"

Yang Jingxing rattled off a string of seven or eight names, including well-known freelance songwriters who specialize in pop music, as well as people from the previous generation who received government subsidies. Finally, there was one he almost forgot: "...Gan Kaicheng."

Tong Yichun was immediately surprised: "I have the same idea as you, but Manager Gan..."

Gan Kaicheng shook his head sadly: "The feelings I had ten or twenty years ago have long been worn away..."

Tong Yichun picked up the lyrics and was happily annoyed: "I don't know what era it was written... What do you think of Spring Chong?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head vigorously: "I don't understand... I saw him once or twice, and I don't think he is very conservative."

Tong Yichun asked with a smile: "Does she really like "The Promise of Mood"?"

Yang Jingxing was suspicious: "It's not that I like it much, it's just fresh."

Gan Kaicheng nodded: "So this time we have to be very demanding."

Tong Yichun looked thoughtful for a moment and decided: "I think it's better not to sacrifice the good and the bad, but to focus on the album."

Yang Jingxing nodded, and Gan Kaicheng loudly said: "Support!"

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Has Miss Tong considered composing her own music?"

Tong Yichun chuckled: "I thought about it for a while...I don't seem to feel anything."

Gan Kaicheng understood: "The styles are different."

Tong Yichun nodded: "I don't have such big feelings."

Gan Kaicheng laughed, and Yang Jingxing cooperated.

Tong Yichun also chuckled: "To be honest, although the words are not gorgeous, it does have feelings. So when you say you want it to be affectionate, I don't think it is enough."

Gan Kaicheng became rude and said: "It depends on how you understand..." After that, he sang a series of songs from the 1970s, and even said smugly: "Isn't it grand and affectionate?"

Yang Jing was happy and Tong Yichun remained serious: "It's this kind of famous and bel canto feeling. It's really good. In fact, I also listened to these songs when I was a child."

Gan Kaicheng looked at Yang Jingxing and said, "You can imitate people from hundreds of years ago. There's no reason why you can't imitate people from decades ago, right?"

Tong Yichun quickly reminded: "You can't just imitate, it definitely won't work."

Yang Jingxing specially picked up the lyrics, read them for a few seconds, and then started singing: "The mountains and roads under the moon, it seems that I have forgotten the time... this kind of thing?"

Tong Yichun frowned a little, looked at Gan Kaicheng who had no reaction, and wondered: "It seems like there is a little bit of that feeling..."

Gan Kaicheng lazily moved his right index finger, signaling Yang Jingxing to get the guitar.

After Yang Jingxing took the guitar, Tong Yichun stretched out her hand unceremoniously: "Give it to me." She also had two brushes. She picked up the guitar and repeated the melody that Yang Jingxing just said. She felt that her pronunciation was more standard than Yang Jingxing's, and the guitar's

There is nothing wrong with simple chords, the four and four beats have distinct strengths and weaknesses.

Perhaps because he felt more clearly about himself, Tong Yichun became more certain after trying it out: "Actually, the melody direction is quite distinctive, the fourth and fifth..." She nodded as she said this, somewhat convinced.

:"refrain?"

Gan Kaicheng shook his head: "It's not that typical, it's different from now."

Tong Yichun nodded: "Yes... what's next? Are these two sentences parallel?" He looked at Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "Okay."

Gan Kaicheng suggested: "Add two degrees...I'm used to being lazy, haha."

Tong Yichun gave it a try and tried it back and forth three times. The first time she got approval from Gan Kaicheng, but now she is focusing on her creation and feelings and doesn't care much about the approval of the gold medal producer.

Tong Yichun felt it: "It smells a bit like that, but...it's not very distinctive."

Gan Kaicheng pointed out again: "Modifiers, they pay attention to this...how to deal with it?"

Yang Jingxing carefully tested: "National style..."

Tong Yichun quickly confessed to the two men seriously: "I know Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, but I don't understand."

Gan Kaicheng was also generous: "I don't know much about it, so I asked him to explain it."

Yang Jingxing began to apply theories and felt that the pure national pentatonic mode would definitely not work. If many aspects were taken into consideration, a modified hexatonal mode could be used.

It's very simple. Tong Yichun understood it immediately and could hum it skillfully immediately. It was not difficult and not very unfamiliar, but it was fresh: "So that's it... I didn't study it much before, but it turns out it's pretty good...

…But will it be a big discrepancy?”

Gan Kaicheng satirized Yang Jingxing: "He is just talking on paper, and doing it is two different things... It will be simple later, just make it a little bit off-key, and you can get away with it..."

Tong Yichun is very humble: "I don't understand Li Tiao very well..."

Yang Jingxing seized the opportunity: "It's just talk on paper, but it's useless in reality..."

Tong Yichun chuckled, looked around and chose Yang Jingxing: "Can you explain it to me briefly?"

What was originally a discussion about the positioning of the song soon turned into a collective creation by three people, and then Yang Jingxing and Gan Kaicheng also gave Tong Yichun music theory lessons.

When it was almost time, Lan Jingyue knocked on the door and pushed in without waiting for a reply. When the three people who were having a heated discussion respectfully stopped, she asked: "Miss Tong, are you hungry?"

It was impossible for the three musicians to stop now, so they decided to have some lunch together. Tong Yichun took out two hundred-dollar bills in a very cliché manner and tried to hand them to Lan Jingyue, but they were decisively rejected.

Lan Jingyue was also considerate: "Manager Yang, may I ask Pang Xi?"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

After watching Lan Jingyue exit, Tong Yichun instantly returned to the previous state and asked Yang Jingxing: "Then...if the time is changed, is it still imitating the previous melody?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "On paper, it needs to be fresh, but not completely divorced..."

Gan Kaicheng reminded: "Write out the first part first, otherwise how can you imitate it?"

Tong Yichun smiled: "Yes, yes... Actually, talking on paper is also very useful... Just kidding, I know you are not talking on paper..."

Tong Yichun's discovery has some truth, and rich theoretical knowledge is indeed very helpful in actual combat. At least in the discussion between the three people, Yang Jingxing's various theories and Gan Kaicheng's so-called lazy method made things look very simple.

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Gan Kaicheng reminded several times that this melody must be sung accurately, which made Tong Yichun learn and study it more humbly.

At half past one, Lan Jingyue could not help but suggest that the artists eat first, and she and Pang Xi brought in a sumptuous meal of four dishes and one soup.

Gan Kaicheng and Tong Yichun both had one box of lunch, but Pang Xi placed two boxes in front of Yang Jingxing, stacked up, and it looked very impressive.

Lan Jingyue didn't care about the occasion and envied Yang Jingxing: "I feel sorry for you, eat more."

Tong Yichun kindly explained: "You are young and have a good appetite."

Yang Jingxing's two boxes of lunch did not delay Tong Yichun's time, and were eliminated before her. Tong Yichun also cherished the time, and read the song sheet drawn by several people while sipping the food. After swallowing it, he said: "This kind of talisman is weak."

Is it used a lot?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There are many in your songs..."

People who have fought in wars can use military force even if they have never seen paper. Just a song by Tong Yichun also contains a lot of so-called theoretical knowledge.

Gan Kaicheng praised Tong Yichun with food in his mouth: "So talking on paper is useless. Writing good songs is talent."

Tong Yichun looked a little ashamed: "Actually, I used to rely on everyone's help to help me polish and revise it, so I especially trust Manager Gan."

Gan Kaicheng laughed and urged Yang Jingxing to do things quickly.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, Tong Yichun was able to play the guitar and sing a newly released ethnic six-tone nostalgic song. Although the details of the song were still rough and Tong Yichun's handling was not exquisite, they all thought that the feeling was already there.

Out.

Tong Yichun is very confident: "If I refine it again, it will definitely be good...but it will be more difficult next time. Details determine success or failure."

Gan Kaicheng took the complete music score compiled by Tong Yichun from her hands, and under a somewhat surprised gaze, he took up a pen and wrote under the song name: Composition, 402, and then handed it to Yang Jingxing: "I give it to you!"

Yang Jingxing is not stupid and refuses to answer: "You are really lazy."

Gan Kaicheng was so generous: "I'll give you the money too. Neither Yichun nor I want you to share it."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Come here for food."

Tong Yichun smiled and advised Yang Jingxing: "I think you are 60% and Manager Gan is 30%. Really!"

Yang Jingxing had some calculations and suggested to Gan Kaicheng: "Take it, you have more money, share it with us."
To be continued...