The private recording studio introduced by Fang You is called "Sound Touching Your Heart". The boss is in his forties, with a square head and a horse face, and is a little fat. He has black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His hair is shoulder-length, and he tied a ponytail on the back of his head with a rubber band. He has a pair of thick and short hands, three rings on the left and three rings on the right. Two earlobes are thick and long, like the Buddha Tathagata, with a round earring on the left and a square earring on the right. There are four or five colorful earrings on the edge of the ears. If you walk on the street, you will definitely be pointed at by others and scold "monster" and "perverted" behind your back. However, near Chuanyin, who has many strange clothes and shows her personality, staying in her own recording studio looks natural and harmonious.

"This person's surname is Wan, and his name is Wan Bo. He is a former senior arrangement teacher at Sichuan Yin. Later, he was tired of the school's rigid and dogmatic teaching life, and offended a leader. In anger, he simply quit his job and went into business and opened a recording studio near the school. Because of the reasonable charges, excellent skills, and good business. But this Wan Bo opened this recording studio not just to make money. He himself also has a band. He often takes his band to perform in some bars and nightclubs in Chengshi. He also likes to accept invitations from Chengshi University Student Union and some writings on university campuses.

The performances are performed on the stage of the art program. In various departments of our school, we like to invite Teacher Wan’s “universal” band to be guests. His band members are the oldest, and the other members are all Sichuan Yin students, some are at school, and some have graduated for two or three years. Because of the frequent performances and rehearsals, Teacher Wan doesn’t spend much time in his recording studio. Today, we can meet him in the shed and let him do his own work for us to produce. "During the preparation period, while Wan Bo is gone, Fang You quietly revealed the details of the recording studio to Wang Bo.

During the negotiation stage before recording, several Sichuan music students said that they had compiled the songs themselves, and the band and conductor were all done by themselves, and Teacher Wan didn't need to worry about singing. They just had to trouble Teacher Wan to check the mixing and special effects, and give some professional guidance. After these students talked about this, Wan Bo naturally thought that these students had probably written some minor tunes or campus folk songs, and wanted to make an accompaniment and carve a plate to play with, but they didn't pay much attention to it. He has taken too many such business over the years, and he has basically never encountered good songs and tunes. Most of them are just a mess and deal with the homework assigned by the teacher.

Wan Bo sat in front of the recording station and asked several students to rehearse several times in the recording studio to practice more familiarity so as not to rework too much when the official recording is officially recorded later and waste everyone's time. He also took the opportunity to listen to the arrangements of several people, and use some special effects to decorate and set off when he saw it.

This time, Fang You was the conductor. He had no talent in composition, but he had both skills in playing the piano. Hu Xiaoqin played the piano, He Yunxiang played the guitar, and Wang Bo sang it. Since he had been rehearsed several times in the piano building, the melody of this song was originally simple, and the cooperation between the three girls was quite tacit.

It was the first time that Wang Bo sang with the accompaniment of a live band, and the first time he entered the legendary recording studio, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. However, because he was very familiar with this song, and had heard it and sang countless times, no one could understand the song from the form to the content. Hu Xiaoqin played the prelude with the piano, Wang Bo quickly got into the state and opened his mouth to sing:

“Heard, winter, leave;

“I woke up in a certain month of the year.

“…”

In the recording studio, this was the second time Fang You heard Wang Bo sing the song "Meeting" that resonated with her strongly. Perhaps it was because of the preconceived reason, or perhaps it was because the accompaniment was richer, and Fang You's resonance this time was stronger than the first time. Wang Bo's voice was as clear and clean as ever, like a clear spring, which made Fang You's pores open all over his body, extremely refreshing.

This was the first time Hu Xiaoqin, He Yunxiang and Ma Liting listened to Wang Bo's singing. Wang Bo only sang a sentence, and the three of them immediately understood why Fang You had admired and admired the Wang Zi'an who had only met once!

Now we need to add a singing song to write lyrics, composition, arrangement, and now we have to add a singing performance. Damn, this is a very rare and rare in a century, one-stop, omnipotent and omnipotent omnipotent singer! Moreover, the other party is just a high school student of the nature of playing, which makes them feel a professional who specializes in music, and how can they meet people?

Several people once again expressed their sigh in their hearts at Qinlou not long ago: This is amazing, and they will surely shock the Chinese music scene in the future!

Wanbo's mouth was wide open and his eyes were raised, like a copper bell, looking incredibly at the Sichuan Yin students in the shed who were performing passionately.

"Is this song written by these people? When did Chuanyin start to produce talents?" Wan Bo took off the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, touched the earrings on his ears like a monkey touching his ears, and said to himself.

Whether a song is good or not can be understood by ordinary people when they hear the chorus of gao, but for arranging staff like Wanbo who has been eating music for decades, just listening to the prelude, the style and level of this song can basically be evaluated.

Prelude, section A, section B, climax is coming. Wan Bo's eyes wide, his fists clenched, his teeth gritted, and his eyes stared at the boy in front of the band with half-closed eyes, rich expressions, affectionate and focused.

“Whoever I meet will have any dialogue;

“How far is the future for the person we are waiting for.

“I heard the wind coming from the subway and the sea of ​​people;

"I lined up with the number plate of love."

As the previous main song progresses layer by layer and the gradual accumulation of emotions, the gao tide finally comes, not as intense as imagined, but naturally; there is no heart-wrenching roar, but the melancholy and sadness in the song is like the thick fog in the winter, covering all the people around and it is difficult to get rid of.

After the gao tide, a short interlude was followed by a start to repeat the previous main song. But it was not just a simple repetition. Whether it was the accompaniment or the singer, they became a little "urgent", and there was no initial narrative. Time flies, and they hurriedly chase it.

The gao tide was pushed out again, and the emotions became more intense and full. Between the transition between the A tide and the B tide, a gorgeous and exciting accent suddenly surged out, and then disappeared. Under the prelude of all the emotions in front, the real gao tide finally came, and there was still no heart-wrenching cry, but the melancholy and sadness that I felt not long ago came again like a rainstorm, which was once again overwhelming, and was even more violent than the last time. The lightning and thunder sounded straight at people's hearts, making people feel excited and sad.

Just when Wan Bo thought his melancholy would continue and he was in a bottomless state, the whole song suddenly changed. The boy suddenly opened his eyes, his face that had been sad and entangled became relaxed, and he smiled and started singing:

"One day, my answer will be revealed..."

The clouds are shining, the sky is clear, the sorrow is dissipated, love is expected, everything seems to be a dream!

"Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapa!" When Hu Xiaoqin pointed to the keys and played the last tail sound, Wan Bo stood up from the seat and applauded enthusiastically the younger generation in front of him.

"Not bad, very good! Xiao Fang, this is what you wrote? Have you made great progress! Chuanyin has been working for so many years and finally has talents! This song is called "Meeting", right? Do you have any plans to sell it? The price is easy to negotiate, and you will definitely not suffer any loss!" Wan Bo walked towards Fang You, his eyes shining brightly, and he clapped while applauding.

Fang You's face was a little red, and he waved his hand quickly, "No, Teacher Wan. How could I write such a nice song?"

"Oh, it wasn't you who wrote it, was it--" Wan Bo looked at Hu Xiaoqin who played the piano and He Yunxiang who played the guitar. He was familiar with Fang You who had seen him several times, but these two people couldn't name them.

"How can I have this ability, Teacher Wan!" Hu Xiaoqin smiled and shook her head.

"I don't have that ability either!" He Yunxiang waved his hand with a smile.

"Is it..." The muscles on Wan Bo's cheeks shook, and finally he looked at Ma Liting, who had no artistic atmosphere, but looked like an office girl.

Ma Liting said directly: "Teacher Wan, do you think I look like a composing music?"

Wanbo was confused. Just now, a few girls said that it was a new song they wrote and asked him to help do some later. Now both of them are eager to deny it. Don’t you want to sell songs? He never thought that the real songwriter would be Wang Bo, who is young and tender. At most, he is a freshman, and even the five-line score may not be able to understand.

"Xiao Fang, are you still trying to be careless with me? Didn't you tell me that the price is up to you, and you will not let you suffer any losses." Wan Bo felt that Fang You were fooling him, and he was a little unhappy. Real good songs are like real beauties, with few numbers and hard to come by. As a veteran who has been dealing with music for decades, this song "Meeting" made Wan Bo immediately happy to see the hunt and think about taking it into his pocket.

Wang Bo was not unhappy when he was ignored by Wan Bo. But at this time, he couldn't pretend to be stupid. Wang Bo coughed twice and spoke before Fang You said: "Sorry, Teacher Wan, I wrote this song "Meeting". I have no intention of selling the copyright at the moment."

"What, did you write it? The lyrics and music were written by you?" Wan Bo's mouth opened so wide that he could put down a duck egg.

"Haha, please correct me by Teacher Wan." Wang Bo smiled and said neither humble nor arrogantly.

Wan Bo never expected that this song, whether it was composed or arranged by the industry, would be the top work in the industry. But after looking at the expressions of the girls around him, he did not object, and he nodded, so he had to accept the fact that the little boy in front of him was the songwriter of "Meeting".

Incredible facts!

"Oh, that's the little brother's face! Are you Xiao Fang's classmate or junior brother? Let me introduce myself. I, Wan Bo, is the boss of this shed. I used to be an arrangement teacher for seven or eight years in Sichuan Yin. This little brother knows that he can write such mature works at a young age. He is really the future of the Yangtze River pushes the old waves, and his future is limitless!" Since he knew the main, Wan Bo no longer wasted talk on several girls, and began to turn his target to Wang Bo and start talking enthusiastically.

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