When this small Mulan driving like a tractor appeared in Lu Zhongqiang's field of vision, his eyelids suddenly twitched. What kind of hobby is this?!
His perception of Yao Yuan now was completely different from that day in the bar.
What is the concept of a guy who made millions in 22 years? This is a young entrepreneur with unlimited potential!
Entrepreneurs just like Mulan.
Yao Yuan has commandeered this Soviet-era motorcycle from Yu Jiajia. He drives it without a license, and becomes more and more proficient in his skills. He makes a beautiful tail flick, which is clean and unrestrained.
He waved to Lu Zhongqiang through the large glass window of the cafe and entered the door in three steps.
"Teacher Lu!"
Yao Yuan said hello, sat down, ordered a drink, and thanked him: "Thank you for your help, this song meets the standards I want."
"It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. In fact, I'm also curious. You always talk about Internet communication. I really want to see how it is spread."
Lu Zhongqiang doesn't care much about "Love You Like This".
Before a song really becomes popular, no one knows how popular it will be. They just have a rough idea that the song is good and should be popular.
In the eyes of a senior musician like him, "Love You Like This" is too immature. If a serious lyricist wrote "I love you, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."
Your peers will laugh to death.
But he also wanted to see what kind of effect this kind of salivating song would have on the Internet.
Yao Yuan owed Lu Zhongqiang a favor, so he simply ignored the two masters and said, "Teacher Lu, in your opinion, what style should this song be made in?"
"This is a love song, the longing of young people, the longing for love, the simple feeling..."
Lu Zhongqiang tried his best to add some connotations, but he was still very professional, saying: "If you sing, your voice must not be greasy or old-fashioned, but clean and comfortable, with the feeling of adolescence..."
"If you don't mind it, can I ask you to write this song?"
"Haha, I've always been in this business, so I don't have any objections...what do you think?"
"I don't know about production. As for singing, I want to have a boy version and a girl version, which requires two singers. But I don't want to use celebrities, it's best to use newcomers."
"Oh? Why is that?"
"Because celebrities are expensive... No, no, no, just kidding..."
Yao Yuan smiled and said seriously: "The biggest feature of the Internet is that it gives the general public an unprecedented platform. They can speak out, express their opinions, and do whatever they want online.
No matter how some people advocate elitism, it cannot change the grassroots facts of the Internet.
I'm not saying that celebrities are bad. Celebrities can have a great effect. When they come to the Internet, they will give people a feeling of gods coming down to earth, bring them closer and increase their popularity. But this is just a blind following of celebrities.
Grassroots songs are different, they are more likely to resonate and touch people's hearts...For example, this song, "I love you like a mouse loves rice," is a grassroots song that is not suitable for celebrities to sing if it is originally written on the Internet."
Yao Yuan babbled for a while, Xidan girl, Xuri Yanggang was possessed by his soul at this moment.
"Of course, grassroots popularity disappears quickly. This is an inevitable attribute of Internet star-making. It is not noticeable now, but in a few years, it will definitely have a great impact on the traditional star-making industry..."
Lu Zhongqiang listened with great interest. He chose to communicate with the other party largely because he liked these theories.
I also agree with it more.
This was the third meeting between the two of them, and they had a pleasant conversation as usual. I asked Lu Zhongqiang to produce "Love You Like This", and he basically accepted a job and had to pay for it.
…………
night.
The windows were open and the screens had been installed. The night breeze was still a bit cool before it was midsummer, but the mosquitoes were flying happily and buzzing overhead.
Mosquitoes seem to be able to fly up any high building. It's amazing.
Yao Yuan sat at the computer desk and listened to the unprocessed "Love You Like This" that had just been transcribed. It was the first time he heard the original version. It was extremely rough, just like the song in his memory.
The lyrics and music of a song are important, but the post-production is also very critical, so don’t rush it.
If you want to upload songs to the Internet, you need to prepare a lot of things. Currently, the website is divided into two parts: club and chat. It is also subdivided into SMS dating, personal space, BBS, public chat room, etc.
When the nationwide network is upgraded, Yao Yuan considers splitting it and putting the SMS dating and voice chat services together, which are paid. The rest are put together, which are free.
Plus performance information, that's three websites.
One account is universal and no additional registration is required.
The main reason is that making friends and chatting are a bit pornographic, which is a black history to put it bluntly. And he wants to build a virtual community, including diaries, photo albums, music, mini-games, etc., for the public, and cannot engage in pornography, gambling or drugs.
He also wants to invite celebrities to stay. When the celebrities take a look, well, you still want to have sex through text messages and have great hearing care. They are not Muto Ozawa or Aoi Matsushima, so they will definitely not come!
"Who should I ask to sing? Who are the newcomers here?"
"Yang Kun? He just released his first album, but it's not suitable. His voice can make a mouse suffer from constipation."
"Adu? What a good guy, he is the new king when he debuts."
The Chinese music scene has not declined yet, and record companies must be confident if they are willing to promote new talents. For example, those who debuted this year include Adu, Xin Band, Xu Huixin, Fan Yichen, etc.
Wanting to find an amateur singer with no background, Yao Yuan didn't have much memory, so he thought for a long time and couldn't come up with anything.
"Forget it, let's look for it slowly. I really can't sing to Han Tao, but at least I can sleep on the same bed as the king and his ministers... As for the girl version, hey?"
A name suddenly came to Yao Yuan's mind. She must be a newcomer now. I can contact her when the production is completed.
With the Divine Comedy in hand, I no longer feel anxious about collecting songs.
Songs of colored ringtones are flying all over the sky, with tens of millions or even over 100 million downloads. Such songs as "Seeking Buddha", "Brother is Just a Legend", "Waiting for the Rose of Love", "Two Butterflies", etc. have officially opened the era of saliva songs.
Yao Yuan doesn't know who likes to use ringtones. Anyway, he has never used them and doesn't like these songs.
Some can hum a few lines, and some can't sing at all. His playlist is still from the 1990s to the beginning of the new century, including "Qian Qian Que Song", "Sudden Self" and "Ten Years".
This is called the generation gap.
"..."
Yao Yuan took a sip of water and opened QQ. It was full of employees and classmates with whom he had little contact. Several of the employees' profile pictures were still on, showing gentle ladies comforting lonely men late at night.
As he was watching, he suddenly saw a headshot coming up and starting to flash.
Sunshine and nature!
Yao Yuan smiled, clicked on the message, looked up first, then down, and then continued talking about the day a week ago.
As the college entrance examination is approaching, female students are increasingly not using the Internet. They may not meet each other even if they go online for 20 minutes each time. So they can talk to each other over the air for a month on the same topic.
"Sports star, Yao Ming, you know? I quite like him."
"The guy who plays basketball, I heard he's going to the NBA."
"Hey, you who practice track and field also know basketball?"
"Although I'm not a professional, I have played it before. When I was in junior high school, a boy in my class was acting cool in front of me. I stretched out my hand and blocked the shot."
Tsk tsk!
Yao Yuan made up the picture in his mind and couldn't help but nod frequently. You don't even look at your height. Those legs of yours are not called legs, they are called spring water on the banks of the Seine~