"What are you doing?" Zhou Lingwei had just finished taking a shower and her hair was wet.

"I made a Cantonese song for the God of Songs." Django took the hair dryer over quickly.

"Is it a Cantonese song again?" Zhou Lingwei was puzzled and asked while blowing his hair: "You seem to like 'Cantonese', and the "Song of the Sunset" for Sister Mei is."

Django was stopped and didn't know how to explain it at once.

Just like when he first listened to Cantonese songs on Earth in his previous life, he always felt that there was a special taste, but he couldn't tell where it was better.

He was silent for a few seconds and organized his language before he said: "Because Cantonese is nine tones and six tones, there will be special considerations when writing lyrics with more tones. Just like Tang poetry and Song lyrics, it requires rhyme, tone, and rich tones. When it is read, the ups and downs of emotions are more vivid. It sounds relatively strong, and it will make people feel comfortable."

Zhou Lingwei seemed to be listening to a book of heaven. The only Cantonese or Cantonese song that she had come into contact with was the "Song of the Sunset" he sang last time, and said immediately: "Since you have already written it, sing it to me."

While turning on the hair dryer, he quickly added: "Don't talk or sing."

When Django heard this, he touched his nose and said, "Sing."

Then he coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and sang: "I can't let go of my sorrow, and I can't let go of my depression. Why is my heart empty..."

Zhou Lingwei couldn't understand most of the words, and the only thing she could hear clearly was the sentence "Why do I like you?"

but.

Listening to the melody, a faint sadness rose in my heart, reflecting the unstable nature of love, which made the picture in front of her frozen in her memory, or perhaps, just because she had someone she liked beside her.

The singing stopped, and Django touched his nose again and said, "My Cantonese is not very standard."

Zhou Lingwei looked at him in a daze, her eyes becoming extremely complicated, but in just a short moment, all that was left was affection. She smiled and said, "Although I don't understand, I think it sounds nice, like a ray of morning air, fresh and immersed in my heart."

It seems that Cantonese songs are like this.

Saying "I love you" in thousands of postures - "The sea of ​​suffering is filled with love and hate, and it is hard to escape fate in the world, blind dates are inaccessible, or I should believe it is fate."

I use the singer's voice to express "What a pity" - "How many seconds can I cherish what I love? How many seconds can I do in these few seconds?"

I also tell you what "suffering feelings" is based on ordinary images - "Next year, today, I haven't seen you for a year, who is willing to change? I have been away from you for sixty years, and I hope I can recognize your children."

Cantonese songs are profound and profound, vast and boundless, and clever and interesting.

Unexpectedly, Django was afraid that Zhou Lingwei would misunderstand and explained: "This song is not written..."

Zhou Lingwei guessed what he was going to say, and gently smiled and interrupted, "I know."

She was not in a hurry and believed that Django would write a song for her, their love.

Django mainly felt that the songs she gave her expressed her love, and it always felt strange that what others sang, so all the songs that have appeared have never been said to be written "for her" or "for her".

Find an opportunity to put it into a song, which is also a seasoning in love.

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Liu Ronghua, one of the four kings in the Chinese music scene in the 1990s, was as famous as Zhang Liming, Guo You and Li Min.

At the beginning of the year, he signed a contract with Douyin and held a concert online, with more than 100 million viewers, breaking multiple records on the platform, and the video dominated the entire Douyin. Netizens said that "the king of heaven has made a comeback, and all Internet celebrities are leaning aside."

His studio struck while the iron was hot and created a new song for him.

“This song is good.”

After walking out of the recording studio, Liu Ronghua felt good about himself.

After recording, the next step is to determine the release time.

"Brother Hua, there are two Django songs recently on the charts. Should you choose to avoid them?"

“Who sang it?”

"Qin Shiyue and Gu Yao."

"Female singer?"

"Well, one is the first female singer in the new generation, and the other is the first female actress in the middle generation."

"It doesn't matter, let's set the Lantern Festival release."

...

Perhaps other singers are afraid that their songs will collide with Django's songs, but Liu Ronghua is not afraid.

Besides, both of them are younger generations, so how much conflict can they have with him?

Now that we are in a second spring, we are still making money while the popularity is still there. Do we have to wait until the popularity is over?

"Brother Hua, Douyin has accepted the offer and is willing to buy the copyright."

"Okay, then leave it to them for distribution."

"But they want you to post songs in a live broadcast."

"Live broadcast? How do you post songs?"

"It is to put the songs on the shelves while singing in the live broadcast room."

"This is OK."

...

Liu Ronghua accepted the new industry like "live streaming" quite quickly.

After all, it is a product of the times, just like tape albums replace vinyl albums, disc albums replace tape albums, and digital albums replace disc albums.

To keep up with the times, we must start by understanding the products of the times.

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You will find that after entering the 21st century, a singer's frequency of posting songs has become lower and lower, especially the more famous ones, the slower they will post. In the past, it might have been a few songs a year, but now it may have been a few songs a few years.

In fact, it is not that simple to post a song. It is not enough to just sing a few lines. It requires a lot of decisions, including writing lyrics, composing, and arranging a series of things.

Moreover, the bigger the singer is, the more strict he is to be with himself, and he has to check it layer by layer and make the song perfect before he can be released.

For example, Zhang Liming, who has the title of "God of Songs", is cautious and cautious when speaking.

Therefore, when I saw Django writing fast and fast, I tried every means to make an appointment with a song.

Of course, after the appointment, I was waiting, looking forward, and a little anxious.

On the seventh day of the New Year, Zhang Liming suddenly received a call from Django and was told that the new song had come, and received the music score a few minutes later.

He was naturally very excited, the key point was that this was still a Cantonese song.

After studying for a night, I bought a plane ticket the next day and came to Hangzhou.

Django asked Zhang Liming to practice for a few more days and just find a day before the Lantern Festival to record it. He didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Mr. Jiang, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

...

After a year of worshipping each other, Zhang Liming followed Django to the recording studio.

On the eighth day of the lunar month, Huafeng Media has already started working normally except artists.

Music director Luo Hai and recording artist Feng Liang came on the first day of work, and they came with the God of Songs. They were quite surprised and excited because this means there is a new song.

They calculated it in their minds that the last time Zhang Liming released a brand new single was seven years ago.

The song God makes songs is a major event in the Chinese music industry, and the bigger thing is the songs of Django.
Chapter completed!