Chapter 145 The initial dream [5,000 words]

Although Wen Yan claimed that he wanted to add insult to injury, he only came to Bamboo Dragonfly Studio to collect debt from Zhao Wanqi.

But in fact, on the way here, he selected songs suitable for Zhao Wanqi to sing from the earth's classic works library.

This song, like Zhao Wanqi's current masterpiece "Invisible Wings", is an inspirational song that was widely sung in previous lives.

Wen Yan felt that if he picked out ten people born in the 1990s, there would be at least six who have listened to this song. This was still his conservative estimate.

In his previous life, the high school that Wen Yan attended was not a big one. There were only about twenty classes in the entire third grade of high school, but five or six of them chose this song as their class song!

Yes, it is "The First Dream".

Since the hit song that Zhao Xiaozhen had previously arranged was cut off by Bai Jie's tricks, Wen Yan had to prepare a better one for her.

"The First Dream" is sung by a female singer in the Chinese music scene. The song is a cover of the foreign song "Ride on the Back of the Silver Dragon" and was later written by Yao Ruolong, a gold medal lyricist from Baodao Province.

The original version of this song was to praise an isolated island doctor. The composer used the image of a "silver dragon leaping" to express people's pursuit and yearning for kindness and innocence. The song's passionate melody has resonated with countless listeners.

The lyrics and music are not only about people's pursuit of courage, but also about everyone's dreams.

From the perspective of a songwriter, Wen Yan feels that he will still feel a little bit of "a little bit of psychological pressure" to carry a song of this quality.

After all, as soon as this song came out, his label as a "genius songwriter" would be confirmed. If it were placed ten years ago, Wen Yan would never be able to bear this halo.

But as he grows older (and more shameless), he gradually gets used to this kind of pressure.

Didn't you see that in order for Lao Fangtou to approve the leave letter for him, he even brought over "Dongfeng Po", which pioneered the Chinese style trend?

Well, if he didn't have thick skin, he wouldn't be able to be an excellent copywriter.

Oops, I made a mistake...

As a time traveler with an entertainment system, he shoulders the responsibility of "disseminating earth culture to other worlds".

In order for Earth's entertainment works to blossom and bear fruit on Blue Star, he is willing to bear the pressure that should not be felt at this age! (Dog head jpg)

Moving "First Dream" will make Wen Yan feel pressured, mainly because of the quality of the lyrics and music of this song.

This can be seen from its songwriters in another time and space:

The strength of the lyricist Yao Ruolong can be summed up in one sentence - he is the royal lyricist for many kings and queens from both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

The lyrics he writes are always very delicate and gentle, and he uses simple language to describe simple scenes, which inadvertently touches people's hearts. Therefore, he is called the "Saint of Love Songs" in the music industry.

Although the composer of this song is not very well-known in China and is only circulated in a small circle among music enthusiasts, no one can deny her status in the world music scene.

Let’s put it this way, friends who loved Chinese pop music in the past era will definitely be familiar with those classic songs of the kings and queens.

But they may not know that many popular Chinese songs, even the masterpieces of the King of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven, were originally created by the same person, and she was the original composer of "First Dream".

It can be said that the parents of many young people grew up listening to her music.

Just as Wen Yan was thinking about things, several people also walked into the recording studio.

After briefly looking at the instruments in the recording studio, Wen Yan secretly smacked his lips. It had to be said that although Zhao Wanqi was usually a bit stingy, she was willing to spend money when it came to music.

The set of musical instruments in the recording studio is absolutely astronomical, and the piano in front of me alone is several levels better than the top-notch piano studio in Magic Art.

"Sister Wanqi, is this what you said about the studio's cash flow difficulties?" Wen Yan pointed to the instruments around him and said in a somewhat unkind tone:

"How can you do so much without money? If you have money in the future, why don't you buy the entire Golden Hall?"

I really want to buy it, but the Literary and Art Association won't sell it to me. Faced with Wen Yan's doubts, Zhao Wanqi can't help but feel guilty. She does have a little over 100 million in funds.

Although Zhao Wanqi's nickname is Zhao Xiaozhi, she is not timid at all in front of Wen Yan, so she puffed up her face and said harshly:

"What do you know, little guy? No matter how poor I am, I can't afford an education. Although my sister is poor and has to go to the streets to beg for food, these musical instruments are my daily learning tools. Of course, I can't buy inferior ones."

As expected, the people who owed money were all uncles. Wen Yan realized how difficult it was to collect debts. No wonder everyone said it was not easy to be a creditor.

"Then people say that no matter how hard it is, you can't hurt the child." He began to act pitiful: "Sister Wanqi, we have been in love for so many years, can you bear to let me go hungry?"

"Oh, you traitor who betrayed revolutionary friendship, you still have the nerve to mention your relationship with me?" Zhao Wanqi snorted coldly: "When you were a child, you were my sister's personal little cotton-padded jacket, but now you are leaking..."

I'm still wearing warm pants. Looking at Zhao Wanqi who refuses to take action, Wen Yan feels a little helpless. He can't really take the eldest sister to court. Wouldn't that make him a supercilious person?

It turned out that they were not just a senior and a junior, but had known each other since childhood. Zhou Hongwei, who was standing behind the two, had eyes twinkling, and she understood why Wen Yan was so generous.

At the same time, a suspicion arose in her heart. Zhao Wanqi often sent messages to people quietly, and did not want her to find out. She originally thought that Zhao Wanqi was in love behind her back, but now it seems that the case has been solved.

The wild man on the other end of the phone is probably the junior high school student, but she is still a little unsure about the relationship between the two. She still needs to keep a closer look and observe.

If it was really an impure relationship between a man and a woman, she would have to help keep it secret to avoid being discovered by the paparazzi and affecting Zhao Wanqi's popularity. Zhou Hongwei began to take precautions.

However, she felt that this possibility was extremely low. After all, Zhao Wanqi was a girl who would blush even after hearing an outrageous joke. She must have some special quirk.

The age difference between the two is nearly ten years.

"Stop talking nonsense, the new song will be released soon, and there is not much time left for sister." Zhao Wanqi ended her chatter and returned to the topic. She stretched out her palm in front of Wen Yan and urged:

"Hurry up and hand over your song demo. I'm going to start practicing."

"What song sample?" Looking at the snow-white hands in front of him, Wen Yan was a little confused: "I told you, I don't have a song sample."

"Wen Xiaoyan, do you want to be a swindler?" Zhao Wanqi was furious: "That's not what you told me when we were at the desk just now..."

Having inventory does not mean that there are song demos. Wen Yan feels that Zhao Wanqi still doesn't understand how powerful he is, Wen Xiaoyan.

"Sister Wanqi, can I use your electric guitar?" Wen Yan asked with a smile.

Zhao Wanqi frowned: "I'm talking to you about business. Why are you carrying the electric guitar with me?"

She knew that Wen Yan's talent in music was not limited to songwriting, but also had profound attainments in many musical instruments. He was proficient in playing, playing and singing.

When he was a child, the capitalist Wang Luoqi hired him as a tutor on various musical instruments, including piano, guitar, pipa, erhu, and even suona...he studied them all for a period of time.

Everyone knows the principle of "mixed but not refined". After all, people's energy is limited, and the more instruments they learn, the harder it is to master them, but this principle loses its effect in front of Wen Yan.

None of these musical instrument teachers have taught Wen Yan for more than a year, because usually his level will catch up to or even surpass these teachers in a few months, saving the capitalist Wang Luoqi a lot of tuition.

Sometimes Zhao Wanqi wonders, could this guy be the bad guy in the novel? He has a grandfather hidden in him, sneaking into his room to impart knowledge to him in the dead of night?

But novels are just novels after all. How could there be an old man who gets under the covers of children?

As Wen Yan grew older and gradually revealed his talent in music, while Zhao Wanqi felt proud, she also secretly felt like a lemon.

While Zhao Wanqi was stunned, Wen Yan had already taken off the electric guitar from the wall. He adjusted the strings a little before answering Zhao Wanqi's question:

"If you want a guitar, of course you have to start writing songs!"

"Write it on the spot?" The person asking the question this time was Zhou Hongwei.

As a gold medal manager in a top entertainment company, Zhou Hongwei has dealt with many songwriters and even managed many singer-songwriters.

Well, she is a woman who has seen the world.

But she has never seen anyone writing songs with an electric guitar and just rolling up his sleeves. This would be too hasty.

"This is my habit when writing songs. It turns out that those songs were also made this way."

Wen Yan nodded his head and said in a calm tone:

"Because the melodies are all here."

Wen Yan didn't think it was too high-profile, after all, there were such contestants in the previous life, and Jay Chou once composed a song tailor-made for the "Various Little Queen" in ten minutes.

Well, this sloppy song is called "Dear, That's Not Love", and it was nominated for the 2008 Golden Melody Award.

As for whether Jay Chou prepared the draft in advance, it is unknown to outsiders, but Wen Yan is inclined not to.

After all, this hot man is a celebrity in the Chinese music scene. Wen Yan is not surprised by any amazing things he does in music, and he doesn't need to use such deeds to add aura to himself.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts, Wen Yan looked at Zhao Wanqi and said with a smile: "Sister Wanqi, do you remember that timid girl who sang in Yida Plaza in order to overcome her fear of the stage?"

Without waiting for Zhao Wanqi to answer, Wen Yan closed his eyes and began to strum the strings. After a compact prelude, Wen Yan sang:

[If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of ​​reality

How can you understand that you have to work harder to get far?

If the dream never fell off the cliff, it would be a critical moment

How do you know that persistent people have invisible wings?

Zhao Wanqi narrowed her beautiful eyes as soon as Wen Yan opened her mouth. She liked Wen Yan's crisp voice very much. As a musician, she is actually a voice control and likes good sounds.

When she was in the orphanage, she was more partial to Wen Yan than other children and treated him as her own brother. In addition to Wen Yan's cute appearance, she also had very sweet little breasts.

sound.

Every time Wen Yan calls her "Sister Wanqi," Zhao Wanqi feels as if her heart is melting and her whole body feels comfortable.

But after hearing Wen Yan sing a few lines, Zhao Wanqi suddenly opened her beautiful eyes. She seemed to understand the reason why Wen Yan said what he said before.

Wasn't her pride trampled to pieces by Bai Jie on the stage of "The Sound of Dreams"? She loved music so much, but that woman told her that she was not suitable for this industry...

That period was the lowest point in her life. She even doubted herself for a while. Should she continue to persevere? Even if she persevered, would it make sense?

This song should be somewhat related to "Invisible Wings", Zhao Wanqi thought to herself, but she immediately realized that both songs were written by Wen Yan, so they are companion pieces.

【The first dream, hold it tightly in your hand

How can I turn back halfway to the place I want to go the most?

The first dream will definitely come true

Only when you realize your true desires can you be considered to have passed to heaven】

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After the song ended, Wen Yan opened his eyes. He looked at Zhao Wanqi opposite and said softly:

"Sister Wanqi, this song is dedicated to the girl who was timid but never gave up music. You should thank her for her persistence in her dream."

I should also thank you, Zhao Wanqi thought to herself, there is one thing she has never told anyone, that is, without Wen Yan's company, she might have given up her persistence in music long ago.

During those days of self-doubt, she mustered up the courage to bring the equipment to Yida Plaza, but she was also very nervous. She didn't even dare to turn on the microphone a few days ago.

She only dared to stand in the least crowded corner of the square, singing her dream in a low voice. She persisted for a week without daring to take a step forward. She even wanted to run away with the stereo and give up on the music career.

But just when she was about to give up, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a small figure in the crowd watching her silently, as if cheering him up.

From then on, Zhao Wanqi stopped thinking about escaping, and moved step by step to the center of the square. She was accompanied by the little guy on the way to pursue her dreams, so she was not alone.

"What's the name of this song?" Zhao Wanqi asked, tilting her head.

Although based on her experience in music, she guessed the name of the song when she heard Wen Yan sing the chorus, she still wanted to hear Wen Yan say it himself.

After pondering for a moment, Wen Yan said seriously: "The most cuddly dream!"

"Pfft..." Zhou Hongwei laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly, and even the pride on her chest swayed, as if she was trying to break away from unnecessary restraints.

This little kid is really interesting, and the song title he came up with is really catchy.

If Song Ji, that pot-bellied bastard, had half the good looks of this junior, and half as much humor as him, she might not change jobs.

However, this junior student’s creation speed is really fast. Even if he starts counting the time from the office, it doesn’t add up to more than ten minutes.

Is there going to be another weirdo in the music scene in the future? Zhou Hongwei secretly cursed.

"Wen Xiaoyan!!!" Zhao Wanqi's explosive voice sounded in the recording studio.

In her opinion, Wen Yan deserved a beating. Every time she was moved to the point of bursting into tears, Wen Yan could always defeat her within a second.

Destroy it!

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