Zhao Hanwei taught Qiu Yuan to confirm something after a few minutes, that is, Qiu Yuan really can't arrange the music.

Qiu Yuan not only knows how to arrange the music or use flstudio. The latter is actually nothing. The big guys in the industry have their own arrangement methods. Some older masters may directly write the music score.

Using special arrangement software like this is the arrangement process that later emerged by the younger generation.

But Qiu Yuan couldn't even understand the quilt score, and knew nothing about the tone tracks. After opening the complex interface of the arrangement software of flstudio, Zhao Hanwei spent a long time explaining how to use this thing.

Qiu Yuan stumblingly wrote some things that can be heard on the flstudio track, but these things that can be heard are not moving melodies in Zhao Hanwei's ears, but they are very harsh.

In the end, Zhao Hanwei patiently spent almost an hour before Qiu Yuan understood how to use flstudio to make a complete song.

"Yuanzi, it's getting late. Do you really have any good melody to edit tomorrow?" Zhao Hanwei glanced at the time in the lower right corner. It was already 1:00 a.m.

The normal bedtime in dormitory 507 is at 2 pm, and there will be class at 8 pm tomorrow morning. Don’t watch other roommates watch the fun and continue to go on black. They will basically lie on the bed until two o’clock, which is very regular.

"Only... let me try today."

Qiu Yuan just used the perfect songwriting opportunity rewarded by the system just now.

After learning the entry-level operation of flstudio, the feeling of inspiration pouring into his whole body appeared again. Qiu Yuan had to write a song within six hours, including recording of singing.

This should have been recorded in a professional recording studio, but Qiu Yuan doesn't have the time and energy now. Zhao Hanwei also has a very expensive noise reduction recording equipment. Qiu Yuan plans to use this recording equipment to complete the song directly in the dormitory.

As for the choice of songs, I must be the first choice of love songs to express my love. Qiu Yuan initially wanted to choose ancient styles, but it was too difficult for Flstudio to write ancient style songs.

This software is more suitable for arrangements for pop music and electronic music, and there are no instrumental effects needed in ancient style.

For the sake of difficulty, Qiu Yuan chose Jay Chou's catchy song "Simple Love". This song is very simple in terms of arrangement and is a representative work of Jay Chou's rhythmic love song.

It is simple but pleasant to listen to, and it sounds like it is addictive to the single that cycles countless times, and the more you listen to it, the more you can hear an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Put on your headphones and ride a bicycle and listen to this song and ride on the roadside can make you feel hundreds of times better.

This is the essence of pop music!

"Okay, then you can try it." Zhao Hanwei felt that his teacher was quite competent. He also wanted to see if Qiu Yuan had listened to the class in an hour just now and how much he had learned.

"Okay." Qiu Yuan built a blank arrangement frame on flstudio, and then he was stunned in the first step. "Old Zhao, how do you tune out the sound effects of the metronome?"

"...You search in the sound effects menu. After finding it, drag it on the audio track." Zhao Hanwei said speechlessly.

Qiu Yuande started to operate it. The flstudio software is really complicated, and all the arrangement software is very complicated. Qiu Yuan began to drag various sound effects onto the track, and then adjust the rhythm and tune of the sound effects.

But there were also many problems and errors here. In Zhao Hanwei's eyes, Qiu Yuan was completely playing with flstudio with his computer.

"This is not a chord. What chord effect do you want? Drag this sound effect to the next track." Zhao Hanwei looked at Qiu Yuan, the newbie, and felt a little tired. "Yuanzi, I said, don't give up. The cover is actually quite good, huh?"

While Zhao Hanwei was sighing, Qiu Yuan just tried to play the first score of "Simple Love" he compiled. Zhao Hanwei heard it carefully and found that it was very...that was exciting.

Although there is only a very simple metronome with the sound effects of drums and electronic pianos, the melody sounds very sharp.

"Would you like to add some drum shattering effects here? I feel the melody will be better." Zhao Hanwei also gradually changed from his previous new and mentally retarded operation that he kept disgusting Qiu Yuan to a serious discussion on how to make this song more listened to.

"There is no need to add these fancy sound effects. The simpler the better, and I can't control the difficulty," said Qiu Yuan.

"The simpler the better..." Zhao Hanwei savored this sentence. The more Qiu Yuan compiled the song of this song, the more he felt that Qiu Yuan's words were correct.

The reason why this song is so nice and gratifying is because it is simple and the rhythm is absolutely first-class!

At two o'clock in the evening, Qiu Yuan's arrangement progress had exceeded three-quarters. Although it was also stumbling in the middle, he found a solution at the suggestion of Zhao Hanwei.

Now Zhao Hanwei has put on a professional headphones and is savoring this song carefully. Whenever Qiu Yuan plays it back, his head will unconsciously lightly and his legs will keep shaking.

At about three o'clock, the four-minute and thirty-second song "Simple Love" was completely completed.

Zhao Hanwei wore headphones and looked at Qiu Yuan, and Qiu Yuan completely played the song of this song to Zhao Hanwei.

After listening to it, he was silent for a while and patted his hand on Qiuyuan's shoulder.

"I feel like I have picked up a treasure. Yuanzi should not be a licking dog. Those women are really too superficial and you can't tell the point of your talent and value!" Zhao Hanwei said earnestly.

"Old Zhao, we have a good relationship, but I don't have that kind of hobby." Qiu Yuan patted Zhao Hanwei's hand on his shoulder and said.

"I don't have it either! But Yuanzi, you are such a fucking genius. Damn, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that the stupid newbie who had just learned to arrange music for two hours could have composed such a song!"

Zhao Hanwei rarely swears, but now he can only express his inner excitement in this way.

"This song is not difficult," Qiu Yuan said.

"Why is it not high? The rhythm and rhythm are first-class! Yuanzi, have you thought about writing lyrics and how to sing? If you have good lyrics and singing skills... this song will definitely be popular!" Zhao Hanwei said.

"I've thought about it all, I want to record it now." Qiu Yuan grabbed Zhao Hanwei's professional recording equipment from the corner and connected it to the computer and said.

"Yuanzi, I haven't fallen asleep for long before I heard your chat with my boss gaygay and was awakened. Do you still have to sing in the middle of the night?"

Wang Xing had already been lying on the bed and was lying on the body, but before long he could lie down, he heard Qiu Yuan planning to record a song directly in the dormitory, and instantly poked his head out of the upper bunk and complained.

"Now... everyone is asleep. How about I'll make an appointment with you for a professional recording studio tomorrow?"

Zhao Hanwei glanced at the bed. Although the other roommates in the dormitory did not say much, they must have been a little dissatisfied with Qiu Yuan’s late-night discussion with him.

Moreover, the recording environment in the dormitory is really bad. Even with professional recording equipment, it is difficult to record a qualified single.

"I'm at the time of inspiration explosion now. If I missed today, I might not be able to present the best effect of this song." Qiu Yuan glanced at the other roommates in the dormitory and happened to hear someone's stomach ringing and said...

"Why would I treat you to eat prawns? Just treat it as compensation for your mental damage caused by staying up late?"

Qiu Yuan is not short of money now. Although the 100,000 yuan in school aid funds have not yet been received, Ren Ying's gold mine gave Qiu Yuan a reward of 5,300 yuan. It is really not a problem to use this money to treat the roommates to a full shrimp banquet.

"Crayfish? I'm not sleepy when you say this!" Wang Xing climbed up from the bed with a carp, and the other roommates woke up instantly and said something like, "Then you're going to spend money" and "Another box of beer!"

"Is your money really enough now?"

Only Zhao Hanwei remembered that Qiu Yuan had given all his living expenses to send red envelopes to Ren Ying's woman.

"Enough, I still have some savings." Qiu Yuan turned on his phone and ordered nearly 700 lobsters at the nearest takeaway. There were a lot of spicy crayfish, thirteen spice lobsters, spicy shrimp balls, etc., and there were a whole lot of beer.

"Lobsters are already on the road! I want to record songs during this period. Can you be quiet?" Qiu Yuan asked.

"Yes! You just need to treat me to crayfish, and we won't care if you die at night." Wang Xing said excitedly.

Is the mourning? Don’t think of sleeping tonight.

The roommate in Qiu Yuanjian's dormitory had no objection. When he was still thinking about whether to buy another lobster banquet to the next dormitory, he decided to sing the simple love first.
Chapter completed!