"The leader just now was Guo Fengyun, the director of "Stranger Tide", who is also the deputy director of the film and television department. Last year, continuous heavy rains in the south caused major floods. This is how this TV series came into being."
Ji Haiyang said: "Our channel Yang Lei, Director Yang and Director Guo are old friends. This time we are also collaborating on "Singer". For example, the top ten contestants will have the opportunity to sing the theme song of the CCTV TV series. Director Yang and Director Guo
We fought for it here. So, even if you can't compose the theme song this time, don't worry, there are many backup theme songs for "The Storm", and they will be given to you to sing when the time comes."
Zheng Qian smiled and said: "Director Ji, thank you for your promotion. I know that without you this time, I might not have the chance to sing."
Ji Haiyang waved his hand: "Don't tell me that these are not available. Read the script first. If you have inspiration, create it quickly. You can also take it home. Remember, you only have two days."
Zheng Qian nodded and suddenly said: "I won't go back. I will compose this song today."
Ji Haiyang was stunned and a little confused: "Can you do it?"
Ren Xin also opened her eyes wide, but seeing Zheng Qian's firm expression, she quickly said to Ji Haiyang: "Okay, definitely okay, our Zheng Qian is very talented..."
When Ji Haiyang saw this, he stopped trying to dissuade him and said with a smile: "Young people should give it a try."
Then, he called the recording studio staff and asked them to help Zheng Qian complete the task today.
After Ji Haiyang left, Ren Xin looked at Zheng Qian: "Can it be done..."
Zheng Qian stepped forward and messed up Ren Xin's hair, "Even if others don't care, how dare you look down on me? Just watch the trick."
"ah!"
Ren Xin hurriedly protected the bangs on her forehead, but finally got annoyed and said breathlessly: "You've already blown yourself away, but you still have fun, so hurry up!"
The two staff members in the nearby recording studio turned a deaf ear to this. One was looking down at a magazine, and the other was writing and drawing in the corner. They were both busy with their own affairs.
Zheng Qian had had enough fun at this time, and immediately corrected his attitude, sat upright, ran to the recording room, took out paper and pen, and started writing lyrics.
Ren Xin was surprised when she saw that Zheng Qian was writing quickly as he raised his hand, and quickly looked over.
"The legs of my trouser are covered with mud, and the back of my clothes is soaked with sweat. I don't know who you are, but I know who you are for..."
Ren Xin was shocked and felt that her mind was filled with images. She stared at the back of Zheng Qian's head with her eyes wide open.
This guy is so awesome, he is so talented in every move he makes...
These few lyrics were so graphic that Ren Xin's nose felt sore. He instantly recalled the scene where the troops went to the frontline disaster areas to fight floods last year. The tear-jerking scene made Ren Xin's eyes red just watching it.
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When the person involved, Zheng Qian, wrote this song, he also felt that every word was as important as a thousand words. He wrote it stroke by stroke, with a certified attitude, and his handwriting was as neat as a primary school student...
His heart was also affected by the lyrics. Each font was like those heroes who risked their lives, those who used their bodies to resist the flood!
The staff in the recording studio suddenly heard the noise, looked up and saw that the girl named Ren Xin's eyes were red. They couldn't help but look curious, and they also stepped forward to watch. For a moment, they were both stunned.
Especially the sound engineer who was writing and drawing in the corner looked at Zheng Qian with a look full of reverence.
As a tuner and lyricist, he could appreciate the huge energy contained in the combination of these words. He never expected that this singer, who was several years younger than himself, could write such lyrics.
The sound engineer also had a new understanding of Zheng Qian at this moment. He knew what happened from beginning to end. He also knew that Zheng Qian had just received this task and he didn't even have half an hour to write it like this.
Completely rhymed lyrics full of emotion and power.
For a moment, they looked at each other with a look of anticipation on their faces.
Two hours later, Zheng Qian and Ren Xin walked out of the recording studio.
Behind him, the staff of the two recording studios looked at him with admiration.
…
After Ji Haiyang left the recording studio, he returned to work at the variety show channel. Hearing that Zheng Qian had composed a brand new song in less than three hours, he was shocked. He quickly dropped his work and left quickly, walking in the corridor.
I found Zheng Qian and said anxiously: "What a joke, three hours? What kind of song can you write and have it recorded? How long did it take you to write the song? Zheng Qian, you are not serious, Director Guo
It’s not easy to fool…”
"Director Ji, do you want to listen first?"
Ren Xin smiled and took out the mp3, which contained the song "For Whom" that had been imported into it.
Zheng Qian also nodded and said: "Listen to it first, I think this song is quite good..."
Ji Haiyang looked suspicious when he saw this.
He took the mp3 and pressed the play button. The first thing he saw was the song title "For Whom" displayed on the small screen.
Immediately afterwards, the touching melody and lyrics came to Ji Haiyang's face.
In the narrow corridor, Zheng Qian's singing voice floated slowly.
"Mud covered trouser legs
The back of my clothes is soaked with sweat..."
The dissatisfaction on Ji Haiyang's face gradually dissipated.
He listened carefully and found that the high-pitched sound he had imagined did not appear. However, the somewhat deep voice and the sincere and melodious melody began to slowly tell one thrilling scene after another.
Those passionate soldiers, holding hands one by one, were determined to block the breach...
Those figures who carry the people's expectations, carry sandbags in the wanton floods, and move upward...
Ji Haiyang felt the throbbing in his heart. He raised his head instantly and saw Zheng Qian and Ren Xin both smiling. It was obvious that they both had great confidence in this song.
Ji Haiyang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on his face.
…
Guo Fengyun's office.
When the song "For Whom" appeared in front of his desk, Guo Fengyun's hand that was signing documents stopped.
"For whom
For the harvest of autumn
For the wild geese to return in spring
Singing with passion and youth without regrets
Looking to the end of the world, I wonder when my comrades will return..."
Looking to the end of the world, I wonder when my comrades will return...
My comrade, when will you return...
Guo Fengyun closed the pen cap, put down the pen, and kneaded the corners of his eyes slightly with his hands.
He needs to calm down his emotions.
He is over forty years old. Although he is in his prime, he has also experienced magnificent times. The changes over the years have also cultivated his indifferent and quiet character. However, like the last time he had such strong emotions like today, I am afraid that
Go back more than twenty years ago.
At that time, he didn't have a major, he was still a people's soldier...
He also carried sandbags and used his body with his comrades to block the breach of the embankment that was about to burst. He also mixed sweat and rain, gnawed white noodles and buried his head under the night. He also witnessed with his own eyes each of his comrades tilted after the embankment breached.
The floods rushed out into the distance...
At that time, he hated himself for being powerless and having no face to face the relatives of his comrades.
Now, people's living standards are improving day by day, but natural disasters are still unavoidable...
He suddenly felt weak, leaned on the seat, raised his head, stared blankly at the ceiling, and the song "For Whom" rang in his ears...