As the captain, Chen Minhao spoke first and said, "Let's talk about the theme and direction of the song first. Do you have any ideas?"

Although he already had a clear idea in his mind, and even thought about which song to use. But he knows very well that now is not the time to put the song out.

If he released the complete song too early, not only would the team members not appreciate it, but they would feel that he was hindering their creative path.

The only thing he can and needs to do now is one thing: lead.

After a minute, no one spoke. Chen Minhao directly called the name: "Yin Xingyu, please tell me first, I remember you have creative experience."

Yin Xingyu, who was suddenly named, seemed to be taken aback, blushing: "I think well, I personally prefer the ancient style or the Chinese style."

Zeng Shiqing frowned and said: "The imaginary Chinese style or ancient style is very beautiful and artistic. But if you don't have enough cultural and artistic skills, what you write may change. We only have a few days. I don’t have time to carefully arrange the lyrics of Gufeng, I think Gufeng is not good.”

Xing Tian said dissatisfiedly: "When you raise an objection, you'd better give your opinion or your idea, otherwise it will feel like objecting for the sake of objecting."

Zeng Shiqing ignored Xing Tian. He bowed his head and thought for more than ten seconds before saying, "I think we should create a song that burns a little bit and explodes a little bit. Such a song is more in line with our positioning."

Although this answer was relatively close to the "standard answer" in Chen Minhao's mind, Chen Minhao didn't say anything extra.

Chen Minhao looked at Jiang Yangbo who had been silent all this time and asked, "Jiang Yangbo, what do you think? Do you have any ideas?"

"Captain, should we try some more personalized pop music? Something like our theme song." Jiang Yangbo asked.

Chen Minhao was jumping in his heart, very good, three people and three thoughts. But he still asked calmly: "Xing Tian, ​​do you have any ideas?"

Xing Tian smiled and said: "I listen to the captain."

Zeng Shiqing snorted coldly and asked, "Chen Minhao, what do you think?"

Chen Minhao thought for a while and said: "The lyrics of the ancient style songs are classical and elegant, the diction is neat, the tune is beautiful, and they pay attention to the melody. Mostly use ethnic instruments, I think live bands should be more inclined to rock and pop. So I think ancient styles should be ruled out.”

Yin Xingyu nodded quickly and said: "Well, I listened to the captain. I just said the ancient style just now."

Chen Minhao thought to himself, am I that fierce in his mind?

Chen Minhao went on to add: "Ran, dream and personalized pop music do not conflict. One is the content direction and the other is the melody. I think we can use this as our theme music. What do you think?"

Everyone nodded and said hello.

Chen Minhao nodded slightly: "Then let's write five to eight sentences each first, and probably have a brief melody in our minds. After two hours, let's match it together."

The five of them found a corner in the room and began to think hard.

Chen Minhao had been keeping an eye on the time, and when the two hours were up, he said directly: "How are you getting ready, let's come over and check it out together."

The rest of the people did not get up for a long time.

Zeng Shiqing said embarrassingly: "Can we give you a little more time, we haven't decided yet."

Chen Minhao nodded bitterly: "Well, then at most half an hour later, we must try it together."

The creation of several people was not going well. Although it was similar to what Chen Minhao expected at the beginning, he was still very happy. After all, the more unsatisfactory the progress of the few people, the easier it is for him to promote his own ideas in the end.

Half an hour later, the five of them got together.

Zeng Shiqing took the lead in singing: "A young man who pursues dreams, goes forward bravely, a young man who pursues dreams, is not afraid of hardships and dangers. Wipe away the tears and keep moving forward, and the sweat will finally condense into flowers."

Zeng Shiqing sang powerfully, but the others did not express any opinions.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zeng Shiqing's eyes.

Jiang Yangbo snorted softly, "Dreams written on yellowed paper are only written on paper after all. Where is the boy who wrote down his dreams back then? Do you remember the dreams back then?"

Jiang Yangbo sang folk songs, with a touch of regret and sadness in the tune. The crowd still did not make any comments.

Yin Xingyu smiled shyly, and sang in a low voice: "The young man looks into the distance, looking at the bright moonlight. After exhausting all his strength, his heart is still confused."

Yin Xingyu's singing has a more or less archaic feel to it. Each line has six characters, and the last word of each line must be pronounced ang.

He smiled shyly after singing.

Chen Minhao indicated to Xing Tian that it is time to start, Xing Tian patted his head in embarrassment, and said, "Sorry, I haven't thought it through yet."

Zeng Shiqing grinned at the corner of his mouth and smiled contemptuously.

Chen Minhao said in a deep voice: "I think it's difficult for everyone's lyrics to blend together. It's also difficult for everyone's melody to be combined into a song."

"If everyone's melody is different, it's like he wrote a song, and I wrote a song. No matter how you spell it, you can't spell it together."

"Music is actually a very private matter, and it is difficult for us to find complete resonance, not to mention that there are five of us here. So everyone has their own ideas, and time passes by every minute and every second."

Several people glanced at each other, but no one spoke.

Chen Minhao sighed and said: "It's not too early today, it's already 12 o'clock in the evening, everyone, go back and have a rest early, after all, creation needs brain cells, we will gather in this classroom at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. After you go back, take a good rest." Think about what I said."

After speaking, everyone dispersed.

Everyone does have their own ideas, but is it really impossible for five people to create a song together? of course not.

Although Chen Minhao was able to make a final decision and make some decisions, it was another matter if everyone was convinced or not.

Therefore, Chen Minhao hopes that the progress of the five people's creation will be slower, and the situation will be more. In this way, the more anxious they are in the later stage, the easier it is to accept their own ideas and opinions.

Although Chen Minhao was not a veteran in the workplace in his previous life, he understood a truth: Don't think about preventing fires, but wait for the fire to burn before becoming a firefighter.

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Everyone can guess what the song the protagonist is preparing for.

Later, I will build a book list and add all the music involved in the entire book.

PS 1 The setting and plot of this chapter and the previous chapter refer to the fifth issue of "Creation 101". 2 Refer to Baidu Encyclopedia for ancient music

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