Is the adaptation very tiring? Nonsense, of course it is tiring, otherwise Fang Jing would not have given up the idea in the beginning.
From changing lyrics to music to mixing and post-production, it is almost like making a song all over again. If you just change the soup without changing the medicine, then it cannot be called an adaptation.
So much work simply cannot be done by one person.
When I was a singer in my previous life, I had an arrangement part, but behind every singer there is a team, seven or eight musicians, several professional musicians, the singer is responsible for adapting the lyrics and arranging the music.
More importantly, if you don't change it well, you will be scolded easily and your character will be ruined. When the audience hears this, they will curse, "Which grandson made this change?"
In North Africa, on the Gobi Desert, Fang Jing took out a pen and paper to write and draw. If Yang Ning hadn't called him personally, he really wouldn't have wanted to deal with this mess.
Fortunately, there was a successful cover of A Diao's song in his previous life, and it was also on the stage of a singer that Zhang Shaohan, who had disappeared for many years, reappeared in front of the audience with his successful cover.
According to Zhang Shao's version of A Diao, Fang Jing began to change the tune according to his memory. It took more than half an hour to make a first draft, proofread it, and tried to sing a few lines. It was already an hour later when everything was finished.
The reason why he spent so much time is that he removed a little of the rap part from Zhang Shaohan's version and adapted it into singing.
I took a photo with my cell phone and sent it to Wang Xiaomin, and Fang Jing didn’t care about the rest.
In Xiangnan, Wang Xiaomin received Fang Jing's arrangement just as he was about to take a break. He was a little disappointed when he found that the lyrics had not changed much. He sang according to the score and his eyes lit up.
No one else can sing the taste of Zhao Lei's songs. They are originally original and sung. In terms of understanding and perception of the lyrics, how can you compare?
No matter how much you imitate, it is impossible to surpass the original song. Since you can't surpass it, then just don't surpass it and sing it based on your own feelings.
Wang Xiaomin found that Fang Jing's adaptation had a different meaning, with a higher tone, which made the character A Diao fuller.
In the past, A Diao, whom Zhao Lei sang in the lyrics, was one person, but now it is actually a group of people, thousands of women who are just like A Diao.
Ten days later, the fifth singer issue was broadcast, and it was the same as before, Wang Xiaomin.
"Xiaomin is in trouble this time. Last time there was Zhao Lei. Let's see who she has this time."
"It's hard to say. Who knows if Fang Jing helped her write songs? With Fang Jing's ability, it wouldn't be a big deal to write another three or five."
"Don't guess, everyone. We will know the specific situation soon."
While Wang Xiaomin rushed to the front desk, the singers in the lounge were busy discussing, and their words were full of lemon flavor.
No one looks down on Wang Xiaomin's success with new songs one after another, but everyone is envious and wishes that person was herself.
In Xijiang Province, in a youth hostel, Zhao Lei was lying sideways on the bed, watching the singer's broadcast on his mobile phone. On the bunk below him was a young girl who had just arrived.
After all, Wang Xiaomin is his big client. Although he was not able to personally participate in the adaptation, he could still contribute a small amount by shouting a few words about "666" on the barrage.
Wang Xiaomin appeared in heavy makeup, surrounded by more than a dozen musicians, playing gongs and drums, talking about guitars and pianos, and overall it was more Western-style.
Looking at this formation, Zhao Lei chuckled, "It's a bit interesting."
"The sunken cheeks under the gray brim"
"You rarely speak and give simple answers"
"Who will care about you wherever you are tomorrow?"
The sound has changed here, it's higher, and the music has changed. The change is not bad. Hiss, Fang Jing has two brushes, and the meaning is completely different.
While listening carefully, Zhao Lei commented. The more he listened, the more he felt that Fang Jing was quite awesome. He had known that this guy had talent, but he didn't expect that he was so good.
Through such an adaptation, it is not inferior to his original song at all.
"Ill-fated, obsessed and indifferent"
"Farewell to countless stations of youth"
"Be willing to be ordinary but unwilling to be defeated by ordinary"
"You are A Diao, you are a free bird"
“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”
Feeling the bed board shaking under him, Zhao Lei frowned, and the girl on the lower bunk said impatiently, "Brother, can you put on some headphones? Do you want someone else to sleep with you?"
"Oh, sorry, it's closed now."
At the end of a song, judging from Zhao Lei's experience, Wang Xiaomin will be promoted if nothing else happens, so there is no need to continue watching.
He knows the level of the other singers. Although he may not win the first place, he will definitely not be eliminated.
"Do you want to continue playing with your phone? If you don't want to play, I'll turn off the light." The voice came from the lower bunk.
This dormitory has two bunk beds and can accommodate four people. She is the only one who is a girl. She is accustomed to these things when she is away from home.
It's just that the boy on the opposite bed turned his head just enough to see her. It's not okay to sleep with his back to her, and it's not okay to sleep without his back to her. It's better to turn off the light.
Zhao Lei's posture did not change and he said calmly: "Okay, you can turn it off."
The next morning!
"ah!!"
"You, you, are you Zhao Lei?"
When Zhao Lei came back from washing his face, the girl was speechless after seeing him.
"No, many people say that we look alike. Last time, someone even said that I look like Fang Jing."
With a travel bag on his back and a guitar in his hand, Zhao Lei was ready to leave. This was just one of his stops, and there were many places he had not yet visited.
"No, you are Zhao Lei." The girl wiped her eyes, her long fluffy hair looked very cute, "I recognize your necklace."
"Same model of a certain product, 9 yuan and 9 free shipping."
The girl looked more and more like him. The girl quickly put on her shoes and followed Zhao Lei to the living room. When she saw him taking his ID card to refund the deposit to the hotel proprietress, she quickly stretched her head to take a look.
"It's really you! I just said, how can there be exactly the same people in the world."
"Low-key, low-key, don't be obsessed with me."
"Where are you going? Traveling? It's the same for me. I like your Chengdu very much. I've also been to Atiao and the Jokhang Temple."
"I heard that you went out to live in the world after graduating from high school. You slept in parks and on the streets, and you had to make meals. You were sold into a land of fireworks and escaped with a narrow escape. Is it true?"
His head was full of black lines, and Zhao Lei was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. Who told him this?
"Little girl, don't talk nonsense. I'm a bar owner. It's not about traveling in the world, it's about experiencing life. Okay, I'm leaving. Goodbye."
Taking his ID card, Zhao Lei left. After going out, he bought a peaked cap from the roadside, which just covered his face.
Now that he is a celebrity, it is not as convenient as before. Since the singer's fourth episode aired, he has encountered this situation more than a dozen times today.
"Idol, wait!" Behind him, a young girl from the hotel came running with a shoulder bag on her back, her hair tied into a ponytail, her nose turned up, and her eyes turned up. "Where are you going to wander? Count me in."
Suddenly seeing such a familiar person, Zhao Lei was a little confused, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"
"My name is Xiaolan, I am an Internet expert and now a senior travel companion. Can I follow you for a while? I won't disturb you."
"Haha, you want me to write material? Go ahead and play while you do it."
When the purpose was exposed, Xiaolan felt a little embarrassed, rubbed her nose and said, "I'm just watching from a distance and won't write your name in."
The homeless man on the bridge turned out to be a talented musician. He was hurt by love and traveled all over the country. She had already thought about the introduction.
It doesn't matter if the name doesn't need to be her real name, just change her name to Zhao Lei. As for the heroine, of course she is the smart and cute Xiao Lan.