Chapter 129 Finally Short of Money?

Chu Ye took it first, scanned it first, and handed it to Xue Fan.

This kind of self-composed lyrics, of course, still has to be judged by professionals to determine whether it is qualified.

However, before Xue Fan finished reading and came to a conclusion, he still couldn't help asking: "This song is the one you told me about on Friday?"

Nan Yue nodded: "Well, I have written this song so far."

"But at that time, didn't you say that you hadn't filled in the words yet?" After verifying the doubt in his heart, Chu Ye was even more puzzled.

Nanyue left for City X on Friday, was recording a program on Saturday, recorded a program for half a day on Sunday, and was on the road for half a day.

It's only Monday, and the words are already written? When and where was it written?

"Yes," Nanyue's lips curled up slightly, "Actually, I have always had general ideas about words, but I suddenly came up with inspiration last night, and turned all my ideas into words."

"Inspiration?" Chu Ye wanted to ask her what happened last night, or what she experienced, but thought it was related to privacy, so she gave up.

For a creator, although inspiration is very illusory, it does not come without a reason.

Nan Yue knew that he would not ask more questions, and his eyes were slightly lowered, so he didn't intend to say more.

And speaking of it, it wasn't just last night, when he sang just now, he couldn't help but think of Sheng Jingheng's appearance when he played the piano and sang.

It seemed that she had a feeling that she really knew Sheng Jingheng only from last night.

Before, it was all the memory left by the original body.

After that, it was her own memory.

"Is this really the song you wrote?" On the other side, Xue Fan read the score carefully, hummed a melody in his heart, and subconsciously raised a question.

Nan Yue raised his eyes and looked over: "Yes, Mr. Xue, is there something wrong?"

"It's not wrong, but it's too right!" Xue Fan looked surprised, "The lyrics and music are great, the style of music is very fresh but very mature, it doesn't look like it was written by a newcomer!"

After Xue Fan sighed, he went to see Chu Ye again: "Mr. Chu, you have found a treasure! Why didn't you just sign our Hongyu?"

Chu Ye had already guessed that he would have such a reaction, and snorted softly: "Do you think I don't want to? As early as a month ago, I wanted to sign her, but because of Sheng Jingheng, I didn't want to come to Hongyu for life or death. .”

"Oh, Nanyue, are you a loyal fan of Sheng Jingheng?"

After receiving Nanyue's nod of confirmation, Xue Fan could understand: "Sheng Jingheng is indeed a rare talent in today's music world, even in the entertainment industry. He is a very good fan, and we can learn more from him."

Hearing Xue Fan's praise of Sheng Jingheng, Chu Ye didn't react at all, but just skipped it and said, "Stop talking nonsense, since this song is OK, let's start recording directly."

This time, Xue Fan participated in the pre-recording as before, and gave Nanyue some professional opinions and suggestions.

And this song was written by Nanyue himself, how to sing it and what kind of emotion to give it is naturally clear in his heart.

Therefore, it is much easier to sing than the song written by Chaoyang.

At the end of the day, I almost decided on the song, roughly how to sing it, and how to handle the bass and treble to be perfect.

When work was over, it was dark outside and the wind was blowing.

Chu Ye didn't stay in the recording studio all the time, but handled affairs in his office.

Nanyue was leaving now, so he came to see her off as usual, and planned to invite her to dinner to reward her.

Nan Yue happened to have something to tell him, so he simply went to his car and let Mao Hui follow behind in his commercial vehicle.

"Huh? New announcement?" After hearing her finish, Chu Ye jokingly said, "In such a hurry, are you finally short of money?"