The person who won the [Best Arrangement] award is... Han Jue!"

When Guan Yi stood on the stage for the fourth time, before he could speak, someone from the audience started to smile.

Guan Yi, who debuted as an agent, has already enjoyed the preferential treatment of a long-standing comedian.

Guan Yi sighed helplessly.

The laughter from the audience became louder.

"I want to thank Lin Qin for winning this award.

I have not mastered many instruments, but it can be said that there are quite a few. The reason why there are several different types of songs in my album, involving various Eastern and Western instruments, is entirely because of Lin Qin's contribution.

At the beginning, the composition of the instruments in my songs was quite simple and monotonous. I didn’t know how to combine Eastern and Western instruments, nor did I know how to keep electronic music and classical music unchanged.

Lin Qin is the most talented musician I have ever met. I told her this trouble and asked her how she mastered multiple instruments and types, and what is the trick to pinch them together without fighting?

She told me that the Eastern and Western instruments are so clear about what they do. They are just tools for making sounds. Whether it is the sound of ancient stones or modern electronic synthesized sounds, sounds that can please the ears can be used as instruments.

On the night of the conversation, she put a plastic bucket on her head and ran to the rain excitedly just to hear the sound of raindrops hitting the bucket. Then she handed me a bucket.

I immediately put the bucket on my head and walked into the rain. Sure enough, I heard the wonderful sound of rain. I thought to myself, now I understand the trick.

But she picked my bucket the next second and said that it was not the case. She said that if she wanted to learn how to arrange the music, she would be sincere, such as filling the bucket with money.

So, if I can win this award, I have to thank the bucket she handed me.

In the left bracket, raise the trophy here, and signal to the camera, and close bracket."

Guan Yi raised his right hand holding the trophy expressionlessly, punched him, poked the camera stiffly, then took two steps back and walked off the stage.

…………

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Lin Qin's car was driving in a mountain road with few street lights around it. There were ridges on both sides, with bright sky and sparse stars, and the lights were far away at the end of the road.

The assistant of the co-pilot was trembling and shrank his body and kept murmuring: "Will you drive the wrong way? Will you drive the wrong way? How could Teacher Wu live in such a remote place..."

"If you drive the wrong one, you can sleep in the car for one night." Lin Qin said indifferently.

They are now on their way to visit Teacher Wu. This teacher Wu is a master of music production in China. Recently, he added four seedlings to the traditional solo Sheng 21 spring to play more changing notes. Lin Qin was very interested. After listening to the performance of this instrument on TV, he asked someone to chat with the other party and wanted to see it. The other party was also enthusiastic and invited her, so she came.

When he passed by a steep slope, the assistant was scared and screamed. Lin Qin calmly reached out and adjusted the channel.

Because in the remote countryside, there seem to be not many channels to be transferred to at this time. Finally, I was transferred to a music radio station, and two hosts, one man and one woman, were chatting.

After listening for a while, Lin Qin remembered that tonight was the award ceremony of the [Golden Melody Award]. Their radio program made a special topic of the Golden Melody Award, occasionally broadcasting the winning situation of the [Golden Melody Award]. When encountering interesting award speeches, they would sigh together, or extend the topic and play the winning tracks.

[I want to thank Lin Qin for winning this award...]

After hearing the remarks, the two hosts laughed so hard that they shook.

Lin Qin laughed too.

The assistant beside him said curiously: "Did he fill that bucket with money in the end?"

Lin Qin's mouth was even more open: "It's full, but it's not money."

"What is that used?"

“Comic Book.”

"What!" the assistant's tone was raised, expressing disbelief, "Then have you taught?"

"Of course I'll teach you!" Lin Qin laughed, "The first set of limited editions is something more precious than money."

"I don't understand, I don't understand." The assistant shook his head and couldn't understand these two people.

"Of course you don't understand."

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"【Best Lyricist】 Award...Han Jue!"

"I want to thank Xia Yuan. If you listen to my speech at the Best Music Video Awards, then Xia Yuan is the friend who warned me not to be self-righteous. If you have not heard of my speech, it doesn't matter, I will introduce her here again.

Xia Yuan is a very gentle friend of mine.”

After hearing this, everyone who had heard Han Jue's speech on winning the Best Music Video was sneered.

Some people in the circle even know that Xia Yuan is one of the top leaders of [Turn]. His personality is as sharp as his means, and he has nothing to do with adjectives such as gentleness and gentleness.

"I once had a time when I wanted to give up the music, she pulled me back. If it weren't for her, all my songs would be for self-entertainment. You would have suffered a lot."

Guan Yi pointed helplessly at the audience.

Laughing sounded.

He continued to recite: "I have transformed from rap to pop music, and I have also sung folk songs. At first I thought that writing lyrics was just that simple. But then when I really started writing lyrics according to the song, I was stunned. The four Chinese tones and tones had to follow the melody, so that the lyrics did not collide with the song. It was really not a simple matter. The nine Cantonese tones were written in the Cantonese.

I think it's very difficult to write lyrics. Several songs were half-written incomplete and too lazy to finish them. Later, when Xia Yuan heard about this, he didn't call me a waste. She was too gentle. She just encouraged me and said, 'Your situation is mainly because of your lack of cultural level, poor language sense, and lack of vocabulary. Instead of slapping here, it's better to read some books quickly and see if it can be remedied.' Then he listed a list of ancient and modern poems for me to finish reading within the deadline. If I can't finish reading it, I'll beat me up.

The effect is really obvious.

My lyrics that I couldn’t write can’t be written anyway, and I got inspiration that day. Thank her!”

…………

"Hahahaha!" Song Yin laughed so hard that the sofa under him was undulating like waves.

"Is it funny?" Jalens on the side swung with the waves like a boat. He frowned, not knowing where the laughter was. He hurriedly patted Song Yin on the shoulder: "Where is it funny? Explain it to me."

Song Yin was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Jarens stared at the TV and pondered for a long time, and finally realized it, "Hahahaha! I understand! Hahaha!"

Song Yin expressed doubts.

Jarens laughed so hard that he was angry: "He, he said, he was rap-turned pop music...hahahaha! rap-turned pop music! hahaha! rap..."

Song Yin thought Jalens was crazy and turned to Xia Yuan, who was working at the desk, asked what to do.

"Let it cool for five minutes." Xia Yuan replied without raising his head.

Jalens heard it and insisted on laughing for more than five minutes. As a result, five minutes passed, and his throat was dry. Song Yin and Xia Yuan still ignored him.

"Ha, cough cough...haha, cough cough..." Jarens felt that he was about to die.

"I've finished reading it." Xia Yuan put down the script.

Jalens ran over like a dog and asked, "How is it? How is it? The script written by Lao Han is absolutely fine!"

The script in Xia Yuan's hand is the birthday gift Han Jue gave to Jalens yesterday.

Yesterday, Jalens wanted to show it to Xia Yuan as soon as he got it, but Xia Yuan was busy with other things yesterday and only really started watching it tonight.

"The elements are too full." Xia Yuan frowned and clicked on the script.

The first draft of a movie script is a thousand miles apart from the final draft, which is common in the industry. Han Jue's script is often finalized in one shot, and the first draft can be written directly. However, as long as it is related to Jalens, it is always right to be cautious.

"Ah." Jalens was very frustrated when he heard that there was something wrong with the script.

"But it should be interesting to split into three movies to shoot." After splitting into three movies, the production cost of each movie is simply estimated, and it is over 100 million. Xia Yuan was very pleased that Han Jue finally wrote a blockbuster movie. "In the end, it can be turned into a police and gangster universe, and the protagonists of the three movies begin to meet, tsk, a powerful tool to make money."

Jarens rekindled and ran away with the script with a silly laugh. He probably went to find someone to tease the script.

Xia Yuan walked to the single sofa and sat down, and watched the live awards broadcast of the [Golden Melody Awards] with Song Yin.

"Is that book list really there?"

"Yes, I have."

"You send me one after you back." Song Yin was very interested in the so-called book list that can improve the ability to write lyrics and cultivate literary literacy.

Xia Yuan turned his head and looked at Song Yin.

"When Lao Han is away, you can win a few more prizes." Song Yin sharpened his sword and was very ambitious.

"Prosperity."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!