"Try it." Song Yan nodded.

Compared with boy bands, solo singers have lower debut costs. They don’t need to release an album, just a single.

Song Yan was unsure of the market's reaction.

But Xingdong Entertainment couldn't sell it for the time being, so they used the remaining resources to give their son a try.

If it works, maybe things will turn around, and you won't be disappointed if you lose.

Song Yan was refreshed.

The last battle is a father-son battle, and he must do his best!

"I'll make arrangements immediately. You'll record the song tomorrow and then shoot the MV, trying to catch up with the song competition next week."

Song Yan paused and asked, "Do you have any ideas about dance?"

The difference between idols and singers is that they need to dance.

But in contrast, fans' requirements for singing skills are not too high, as long as they are handsome and not tone-deaf.

"I'll design it." Song Yu replied.

He has seen the original MV. The plot is very simple. The heroine is captured by the villain, and the hero defeats the villain with nunchucks.

As for the dance inside, it's more like martial arts.

Song Yu's idea is to deepen it and combine martial arts, dance, and nunchaku.

His choreography with a score of 90 would not be shocking enough to make fans cry, but it was definitely above the passing mark.

Song Yan wanted to refuse, because good dancing does not mean good choreography, but he thought that most of the choreographers had been poached, so he agreed.

He was also willful for a while.

Anyway, at this level, could it be worse?

The next day, recording studio.

"Old Wang."

Song Yan gave the sound engineer a big hug as soon as he entered the door.

Wang Ru, forty-six years old, is quite famous in the industry.

Longteng Entertainment offered double the price, but he didn't even leave.

The reason is that he and Song Yan have been friends for more than eight years.

"Uncle Wang." Song Yu greeted.

"Little guy, he's so handsome again."

Wang Ru reached out and touched his shoulder. Song Yu was 1.82 meters tall, which was a bit tall for him.

"We came here today to record songs." Song Yan pointed at Song Yu and said, "He is making his debut. Lao Wang, please don't be merciful."

Wang Ru was slightly startled, it was really an accident.

Now is not a good time to debut.

But he didn't say anything.

Song Yu stood in front of the microphone.

For many idols and singers, the studio version of a song is completely different from the live version.

The reason lies with the sound engineer.

Of course there are also trimming, tuning, mixing, etc.

"It's quite unique."

Wang Ru glanced at the lyrics and accompaniment.

As a recording engineer at Star Entertainment, in addition to the idol business, I also have the business of singers and even actors. I have extensive experience, but I have never seen anything similar.

"The composition and lyrics are all his own."

Song Yan raised his chin slightly and reminded him.

Regardless of whether it meets the market or not, being able to write this kind of song is enough to prove his son's talent.

Wang Ru heard the pride in his tone and joked: "Oh, not bad."


Chapter completed!