Almighty in the city

In the recording studio, Bai Yifan continued to write songs.

And Lin Xiner, who was standing next to her, had another sheet of A4 paper filled with song scores, music scores, music scores and Chinese and Korean bilingual lyrics.

Yingxiu just glanced at it and saw a big song name written in two languages ​​just above the A4 paper.

Fireworks are easy to cold.

There is no doubt that by just looking at the title of the song, Yingxiu will know that this is another ancient song.

It’s the fourth song. It seems that this is the rhythm of writing all six songs of this new album in one go.

"The prosperous sound escaped into the empty door and broke the world, and the dream was cold and passed through a few books of love and debt. If you default to waiting for life and death, you wait for the annual ring after ring."

"Fututa broke a few layers and broke someone's soul, and went straight to a mountain gate with a collapsed lamp. Let me wait for history to turn around and wait for the mellow wine to wait for you to play a guzheng"

Lin Xiner whispered the lyrics of this song.

Although it was not a concert, and although there was no soundtrack or harmony at this time, everyone held their breath and listened quietly to Lin Xin'er reciting the lyrics of the song "Fireworks Easy to Cold".

It's another song full of poetic charm. Just listening to the flat syllables of these lyrics, everyone already has an indescribable quaint feeling.

This makes everyone feel more and more curious and urgent about what kind of rhythm the tune of this song will deduce.

"The rain is raining in the old hometown and the vegetation is deep. I heard you are always alone. The mottled city gate is entrenched with the roots of the old trees.

Lin Xin'er continued to read softly, and everyone in the recording studio was listening.

Bai Yifan is still writing quickly on another piece of new A4 paper. Lines of scores, voice scores, and music scores, lines of lyrics and text, are gurgling from the tip of his pen.

In the entire recording studio, I don't know when, a kind of "quiet" atmosphere began to permeate.

It seems that with the fresh release of this fourth song, all the members of the album production team, who were originally a bit irritable, anxious, nervous, worried, etc., suddenly disappeared.

No one thinks about whether this album can be successfully produced before the deadline; no one thinks about the troubles and difficulties they will encounter next.

At this moment, in the minds of everyone on the team, there is only one thing in mind——

In any case, we must create an album that can match these songs!

The fifth song, "Rolling Bead Curtain".

The sixth song, "All the World".

Bai Yifan completed the remaining three songs in this album almost in one go, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Although the six songs are all typical ancient rhymes and styles, the style, singing, and artistic conception of the lyrics of each song are all different.

The six songs are independent of each other, but are unified in the general situation of ancient style.

After Bai Yifan played the scores of the remaining three songs, there was no sound in the entire recording studio for a long time.

Even Guan Xiaodi and Zhang Yan, who are purely laymen in music, have heard these six ancient songs, each with a different charm, like six completely different classical beauties, or delicate and graceful, or ladies, Or Xiaojiabiyu, or heroic and charming, or charming, or quiet as water.

Even these two laymen can hear them, let alone the other "professionals" in this studio.

Han Minhao's eyes widened, even his chin was about to grow another.

Jin Taixun's eyes were straight, and his eyes were slightly hollow. I don't know if it was because his heart was ashamed or because he was simply shocked by these six songs.

The new music director sent by Warner Records almost knocked his chin to his chest.

Her assistant with the surname "Gao" was also radiant with her beautiful eyes, showing a trace of uncontrollable obsession.

Everyone on the album production team no longer knows what words to use to describe how they feel at this moment.

It is as if the words of the world, at this moment, before these six songs written by Bai Yifan, have become so pale and weak, so superficial.

Suddenly, I don’t know who exclaimed: "No! I can’t wait! I will contact the director of mv now! From now on, I will rearrange the script of mv! I must make twelve. An mv worthy of these six songs!"

This scream was like suddenly breaking the shackles of time in this recording studio.

In an instant, the silent recording studio suddenly became a noisy food market.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! I really can't wait to know what a surprising effect these six songs will be when they are made into album music!"

"Start work! I won't sleep today! No, I won't sleep anymore from today!"

"This album, as long as it is successfully produced, will surely shock the entire Asian music scene-no, it should shock the entire world music scene!"

"Senior Xin'er, please continue to seize the time to familiarize yourself with the lyrics. When I finish debugging the recording equipment, let's start preparing for the recording of the song!"

"Wait, what about the soundtrack? These six capitals are new scores and scores. First, we should find the band to produce the soundtrack. You can't let Senior Xin'er come here to sing a cappella. This is not in line with the recording of the album. Rules!"

"The band—damn it! I didn't expect to have to remake the soundtrack. The band before, I just called at noon to let them go on holiday."

"Call them to come back! Right away! Right away! Come back right away even if you go abroad! I want to see them here before it gets dark!"

Within a few seconds, the whole recording studio was already full of turmoil.

At this moment, the mobile phone that was adjusted by Guan Xiaodi to vibrate.

Guan Xiaodi glanced at the name on the caller ID and answered the call.

However, a few seconds later, her face changed drastically in an instant - ,,.