Extraordinary Genius

“Von, what do you mean, you want me to find you a musician to record the music?” Kirilenko is a little confused, to say that Feng wants to find some songs for Elena, just find someone to write them, listen to Feng Yu, how can it be like he wants to write songs himself?

But I wrote my own songs, didn't I just write them? Why do I have to find someone to record the scores?

“I had a few melodies in my head, and I hummed them out and they were recorded.” Feng Yu knows the guitar, but he can't do that. Write a song directly unless he tries to hold the guitar with one voice and one sound. That's too much trouble.

“Want it now? ”

“Well, I'm afraid I'll forget later. And by the way, I need a translation of the Chinese lyrics I wrote, translated into Russian, and I feel like something's missing. ”

“Okay, then wait a minute, I'll make a call. ”

An hour later, an old man with white hair came down from a helicopter and entered the opera house at Kirilenko Estate. Translation, in the estate itself.

“Von, this is our famous Moscow musician, Mr. Pudovkin, and you just have to sing it over and he promises to write the complete song. ”

Feng Yu started whistling a piece of music. Pudovkin didn't really care, but after listening to a few passages, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

This melody is so beautiful, and it's clearly their Russian wind. Is it really written by this Huaxian?

After Feng Yu had finished blowing, Pudovkin sat next to the piano, playing it without stopping. Feng Yu listened with his eyes closed, and it actually sounded exactly like the tune he had just played. It was amazing!

Feng Yu continued to play the tune of another song, Pudovkin still remembered it over and over again, two songs in a row, there was no confusion.

After three songs were recorded, Feng Yu stopped. There were four of his most impressive Soviet-inspired Huaxia songs.

Birch Forest, Baikal Lakeside, Ten Minutes of a Lifetime, Twilight in Moscow, one Park Tree, two Li Jian's, one Mizuki Nianhua, are authentic Soviet winds, of course Russian wind.

Birch Forest has long been sung out by Feng Yu. The remaining three songs are not yet available.

For Elena's sake, Feng Yu said he had to be a phony lyricist again.

After a while, the translation of the Chinese lyrics given by Feng Yu also came, and the translated lyrics were given to Feng Yu. Feng Yu looked at it and there are a few places that do differ from his own translation. After all, Feng Yu is not a professional translator, maybe a synonym, but the meaning expressed is completely different.

When Feng Yu gently sang the lyrics of Lake Baikal in Russian, Pudovkin played the piano and enjoyed the expression.

Sing one song, Pudovkin clapped his hands and asked, "Mr. Feng, this song sounds great, but it doesn't seem to fit your voice very well. Do you mind if I hand this song over to someone else? ”

Shit, they despise me!

Well, Feng Yu admitted that his voice was not very good, not to mention that the songs themselves were for Elena, and her voice was much stronger than his.

“Mr. Pudovkin, I wrote this song for someone else, and I'm sorry. ”

Pudovkin was a little excited: "Mr. Feng, this good song must be performed by the right person, otherwise the taste will be wrong and the pearls will be dusted! ”

Feng Yu waved at Elena sitting beside her, and Elena walked over quickly.

“Elena, sing to Mr. Pudovkin. ”

Elena didn't remember everything, but she followed the music and sang a few words. Pudolph King's eyes lit up. This sound is perfect for this song. Is this for her? It's a genius.

Pudolphkin even listened to Feng Yu sing all three songs, then took the words over, slightly changed them, and sang them again.

The translator, although professional, did not understand the music, some words meant one thing, but the pronunciation was slightly different. After this change, the song became more beautiful.

“I thank Mr. Pudovkin for his help and ask you to help me finish the composition. Once we've had enough songs for an album, we'll officially release them for her. ”

Singer haircuts nowadays are no longer that old-fashioned type of album, or even much less tape, mostly CDs and DVDs. Of course, not every song can be made into an MV, only the main song, otherwise the cost is too high.

“No problem, I'll take care of the other songs, I'll help write them, or find a friend to write a song that suits the style of these songs and make an album for her. This little girl, are you interested in coming to my company?” Pudovkin saw talent and couldn't help but ask.

Kirilenko picked his eyebrows: "Mr. Pudovkin, don't you think she's familiar? Just to remind you, she dances. ”

Dancing? Dancing sings so well? Don't joke. Wait, is that her?

“Is she the Elena who dances ballet?! ”

Pudolphkin is a little shaken up. Others are already the leader of one of the best ballet troupes in the world, but he has reached the peak of his career. How can he come to his company to be a new singer?

Elena shook Feng Yu's arm gently and looked forward to Pudovkin's invitation. This musician was a loud musician in Russia and even in Eastern Europe.

Feng Yu said, "Mr. Pudovkin, Elena can't join your company, but she can be your student if you want to teach her. ”

Pudolphkin Big Happy: “Of course, I'm willing to teach her what I've learned all my life, and her voice is one of the most beautiful I've ever heard. Sir, would you be interested in providing us with quality songs over the long term? ”

Feng Yu turned a white eye. What kind of look does he look like? Does he live off songs?

Pudovkin looked at Feng Yu's attitude and knew what Feng Yu was thinking. He exclaimed: “The Huaxians are really talented. Once I heard a song called" Birch Forest ", it was very beautiful. It was said that it was written by a middle school student in Huaxia. Don't you know him? ”

Being so praised and a famous Russian musician, Feng Yu couldn't help but be a little proud.

Without him, Elena grabbed it and said, "Teacher, that song was written by Mr. Feng.” After that, he revealed his worship eyes. He looked at Feng Yu and made Feng Yu more proud.

Pudolphkin's eyes wide open. This is the genius teenager in front of him? With such talent in music, how can you listen to him? I don't think I intend to go this way. Too bad, too bad!

“I promise that in three months, Elena will be able to improve her singing skills! Then you can record the album. ”

Feng Yu laughed and said, “That's enough for Mr. Pudovkin. ”

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