Chapter 909

There were more than a dozen CDs in the glove box. He Peiyuan picked them slowly and calmly, occasionally being a little surprised: "Are you still listening to this?" Her voice was soft as if she was talking to herself.

Yang Jingxing shamelessly said: "If you are a group of three, you must have me as your teacher." In fact, their sales volume is very good.

He Peiyuan also put this so-called chicken soup music CD into the player. The soft and soothing electronic music and the various fresh sounds were not exaggerated. It should be suitable for a roadside cafe or something.

After listening to the first song for less than half a minute, He Peiyuan switched to the next song, and there were even fewer opportunities for the next song...

Yang Jingxing said: "This one is almost the same, you can change it to the black one."

The completely black cover only has two small red calligraphy characters in small letters: Qingxi. He Peiyuan shook her head: "I've never heard of it."

The way Yang Jingxing shared it: "Someone else lent it to me. You should listen to it first."

There are two songs and three pure music in the CD. The first one is pure music. It starts with a synthesizer-like timbre similar to the guzheng. It has a bit of a guqin flavor but has a vaguely singing melody. Then there is the gentle playing of the wind chimes.

, slowly all kinds of Eastern and Western instrumental music and electronic sounds came on stage. The composer arranged each part of the scene in a very orderly manner, which conformed to the basic composition principles but was not limited to small rules and regulations.

The two of them listened without speaking.

After the four- to five-minute song ended, He Peiyuan said: "It's good, the melody is nice, but the orchestration is a bit too much and there's no focus. This kind of electronic antique flavor... I don't know how to evaluate it."

Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry: "Listen to the next song."

The lyrics of the second song are very Chinese. It does not deliberately use a few words to piece together the so-called ancient flavor, but uses a modern perspective to feel and look up, and expresses the feelings in a peaceful and pertinent way. More importantly, the melody and lyrics of the song

Works well together.

If the first piece of pure music is not too eye-catching to professionals, then the second song has a popular song like "Dead and Alive" as a strong contrast, and it is not on the same level at all.

After listening to the song quietly, He Peiyuan pressed pause, nodded to cheer up, and commented seriously: "Although the singing is gentle, you can feel a kind of intensity... The melody and rhythm are good, a bit empty, and don't feel pretentious,...

...How do you say, don't eat the fireworks of the world? No...or should you say chivalrous and tender?"

Yang Jingxing clapped his hands: "That's right! This is the gap. After hearing this, I found it very interesting. I don't know how to describe it... Do you like it or not?"

He Peiyuan nodded: "Not bad."

Yang Jingxing introduced the work: "This was introduced to me by a friend..."

When Huang Qianchi encountered difficulties in adapting her own songs, she recommended Qing Xi, an amateur songwriter she admired, to Yang Jingxing as a shield. Yang Jingxing was really interested in the work, so Huang Qianchi contacted Qing Xi through the help of her friends.

The response I received was that I would not sell the song.

Yang Jingxing had no self-respect at all: "... I made the call in person again, is that enough? I don't have to discuss it, I don't know 402, thank you!"

He Peiyuan gloated over the misfortune.

Yang Jingxing said: "I learned about it and found out that I am just a junior in college and I am actually studying fine arts."

He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing and was almost certain: "She must be a woman."

Yang Jingxing: "That's not the point..."

Qing Xi is the real name of the musician. She made the CD herself as a gift to her friends, and it was not a distributed product. What is rare is that the entire CD is composed by Qing Xi herself, with lyrics, music, arrangement, recording and mixing.

He Peiyuan admitted: "She is quite talented, if it is really her own handiwork."

Yang Jingxing analyzed: "It should be..." As a producer, he still has some discernment. Although several songs on the CD sound very different in style, they are obviously similar in approach. If music is an expression of emotion, then the songs in the CD

Emotional expression also has a lot in common. Of course, the two songs on the CD are sung with no skills at all, and the recording and mixing are far from refined, typical synthesizer products.

Yang Jingxing thought of Tong Yichun. Tong Yichun also embarked on the path of creating and singing on his own because he liked reading and listening to music. If Tong Yichun is considered successful now, the main reason is that he loves to study and think, and his talent is actually average.

In Yang Jingxing's view, this Qingxi is more talented than Tong Yichun, and he loves to study and think better. It is really not easy for a young amateur player to produce such a few pieces of music.

Yang Jingxing and He Peiyuan emphasized thinking: "...Tiantian loves to think. I heard that she doesn't spend much time practicing."

He Peiyuan nodded: "I can see that helping you is different for her."

Yang Jingxing was very doubtful: "No."

He Peiyuan glanced at the driver and said, "Bringing steak doesn't count?"

"Then..." Yang Jingxing didn't know what to say: "I miss Xiaojie, they live together..."

He Peiyuan chuckled: "It's a joke, don't take it seriously."

Yang Jingxing was helpless: "Listen to the next song."

He Peiyuan shook her head: "I don't want to hear it anymore."

Yang Jingxing was frustrated: "I thought you would like it."

He Peiyuan asked: "You like it very much?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Whatever angle you look at...it's more about admiring her attitude."

He Peiyuan smiled: "Is she a beauty?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask." Yang Jingxing condemned: "Why is it so tacky?"

He Peiyuan sighed: "Those who are close to ink will be black."

Yang Jingxing nodded and pointed: "Mirror, take a good look and appreciate it."

He Peiyuan was helpless and changed the topic: "In fact, many things can only be seen from a distance, and distance creates beauty."

Yang Jingxing was horrified: "What are you going to say about me again?"

He Peiyuan sneered: "You are so stinky, you look like that from a distance."

Yang Jingxing said: "It depends on the situation. You are also beautiful up close...but I know what you mean."

He Peiyuan laughed a little: "You can't resist talented women, right?"

Yang Jingxing warned: "Don't think about staying out of it."

He Peiyuan was relieved: "I don't know anything. I don't know how to write songs, lyrics or arrange music."

Yang Jingxing said: "You have scolded most of Puyin's professors, don't they think they are talented? This is called specialization in a field."

He Peiyuan smiled and pressed the player again to let the music continue.

Yang Jingxing was angry: "What do you mean? You don't want to listen to me."

He Peiyuan nodded, but said seriously: "Sometimes when I think about it, we who want to do the best at something seem to be really not used to fast food consumption... The most worthless thing is that you may not be able to do the best.

good."

Yang Jingxing said: "Not everything needs to keep up with the trend. The simplest reason is that you are an artist, not an artist who caters to the market."

He Peiyuan sighed a little: "This kind of thing sounds nice, but it comes at a price."

Yang Jingxing was angry again: "You are just being harassed by me, how serious is it? How much is the price?"

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes: "Smelly...it's inevitable to feel hesitant, but I don't regret it."

Yang Jingxing looked at the girl next to him. She had a calm face, quiet eyes, and a strand of hair hanging smoothly from the corner of her eyes.

After being looked at by Yang Jingxing for a few times, He Peiyuan found out and changed her face: "What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing concealed: "It's nothing..."

He Peiyuan didn't pursue it and thought about it: "Where will you stay when you arrive in Pingjing?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Same as you." But he had to arrive one day earlier.

He Peiyuan asked: "Aren't you going to see that, Xia Xue and Liu Miao?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "If I want to meet, they won't make arrangements for me."

He Peiyuan asked: "Is Peking University fun?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's nothing fun. The atmosphere is different. You can experience it." He will perform at Peking University on the night of 306-26.

He Peiyuan smiled: "Xiaojie and I are going to the Forbidden City..."

We were chatting normally all the way, but before we knew it, we were almost there. He Peiyuan warned us well in advance: "You can stop at the gate later, no problem now."

Yang Jingxing, who had rarely been serious for a while, came again: "I want to buy something to feed the kitten."

"So caring?" He Peiyuan was obviously doubtful.

Yang Jingxing: "Selfish."

He Peiyuan was proud: "Our cats are not so easily bribed."

Yang Jingxing brought up another topic: "Have you ever raised small animals?"

He Peiyuan said: "No, when I was young, my neighbor had kittens and puppies...what about you?"

Yang Jingxing said: "My mother thinks it's dirty... so I have no experience at all now."

He Peiyuan is ordinary haha.

Yang Jingxing didn't buy anything or stop at the gate. He entered the community directly. When he got into the wrong car with someone, he met a newbie who made He Peiyuan laugh: "I told you not to come in."

Yang Jingxing shouted while reversing the car: "I can spend the whole night with him elsewhere. Today is just to save Yuanyuan's face."

He Peiyuan looked at the car in front of her carefully: "I really don't recognize it."

Yang Jingxing said: "He knows you."
To be continued...