Entertaining Children

Chapter 181 No Style

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Chapter 181 No Style

"Mr. Xiao, then I'll take my leave too." Seeing Xiao Yao's back leaving the living room and going upstairs, Gong Chen got up and said.

"What? Do you have other things to do?" Xiao Siqi asked a little strangely, "Didn't Xiao Yao ask you to stay for dinner just now?"

"Xiao Yao, just be polite, how can I really stay here to disturb your family's dinner." Gong Chen smiled shyly, "I'd better settle the dinner by myself, you think it's appropriate for me to come back at eight o'clock Is it? You should have finished dinner by then, right?"

"It's not suitable, it's not suitable at any point. It's not suitable for you to leave now." Ye Jiaying also said, "Xiao Yao never said such polite words to keep people for dinner. Since he said it, then he sincerely hopes You stay to eat. Besides, weren't you afraid that Xiao Yao would work too hard just now? You won't waste time if you stay to eat, you can start earlier and finish earlier, and Xiao Yao can rest earlier. "

"And before you came, both Lao Sha and Sister Ling called us and asked us to take care of you. Even if Xiao Yao didn't say anything, we both wanted to keep you for a meal, so don't be polite, stay at ease Right." Xiao Siqi said, "Also, starting the day after tomorrow, when Xiao Yao goes to school during the day, you can go directly to practice in the karaoke room of our studio. The environment and equipment there are also good."

"Thank you so much." Gong Chen bowed gratefully to the two, "I don't even know how to thank you."

"You don't have to be so polite," Xiao Siqi said with a smile, "Behave well, and come back with a championship with Xiao Yao's song is the best thanks to us. We are just such a precious son, what is he going to do? Of course we fully support it.”

"That..." Since she didn't leave, Gong Chen sat down again, hesitated for a while, and asked Xiao Siqi curiously, "Mr. Xiao, I want to ask you about the song prepared by Xiao Yao. Have you never even heard the melody fragment? If you have, can you tell me a little bit about it?"

"You're really an anxious girl," Xiao Siqi smiled, spreading her hands together, "but I'm sorry, I really haven't heard of it at all. Both of us, father and son, write songs in our respective piano rooms. Now, no one else will go in and disturb you when you're composing. Although I know he was late last night, I really don't know what that song looks like."

"Last night? You said he wrote that song last night?" Gong Chen was a little surprised.

"That's right," Xiao Siqi nodded, "This kid's songwriting is different from mine. When I write songs, I put them together piece by piece. When inspiration strikes, I write down a piece and then slowly improve it. A song must be at least good. A few days, as long as a week and half a month. But he is different, his things are all in his head, and if he really wants to write, he usually does it in one go. If I guess correctly, his song should have been written as soon as possible. It has already been formed in my mind, and I just recorded the lyrics and music on paper yesterday. He worked so late yesterday, he should be doing the arrangement and soundtrack. The songs he wrote, the arrangement and soundtrack are usually done by himself, very Stop pretending to others." At the end of the speech, Xiao Siqi also showed a smug and proud expression on his face.

"It's the first time I've heard someone write a song like this." Gong Chen sighed silently in his heart, "He really is a different musical genius."

"Mr. Xiao, Mrs. Xiao, dinner is ready." Just when Gong Chen wanted to ask more questions, an aunt wearing an apron walked into the living room and said to Xiao Siqi.

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Mei." Ye Jiaying stood up and said. In the past two years, the development of the studio has been getting better and better, and there are more and more things to do. In addition, Ye Jiaying's acting career has also been developing, so she can't cook for Xiao Siqi and his father at home every day. But she will never let the two of them live the life of living on takeaways again.

So I hired an aunt who cooks for the family. When she is too busy to cook or can't come back from filming in other places, she will let the aunt come to cook.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first, and I have to go back to cook for my family." The aunt said as she untied her apron.

"Well, be careful on the road." Ye Jiaying nodded her head, watched the cooking aunt leave, then turned and walked up the stairs, "I'll ask Bayi to come and eat."

"Let's go, let's go eat." Xiao Siqi also beckoned Gong Chen to go to the dining room.

"Let me take a look at the lyrics and music first. I'll finish the arrangement and soundtrack first." After a short break after dinner, Xiao Yao handed Gong Chen a few sheets of sheet music. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly turned around and asked , "By the way, I forgot to mention just now, this is an English song. At your age, and you are a singer, English should be fine, right?"

"It should be okay," Gong Chen nodded. "Although I have signed a contract with a record company to become a singer, I am actually still a student. I am currently a senior student in the School of Foreign Languages, and I am majoring in English."

"It turns out that I'm still a top student at the University of Foreign Studies, so there's no problem. The lyrics are quite simple, so it's definitely no problem for an English major like you." Xiao Yao smiled happily. Although he has watched Gong Chen's performance video before and participated in the show together, Xiao Yao has never checked Gong Chen's information, and all he knows about her is in music. Since Gong Chen had never sung English songs on the show before, Xiao Yao would ask this question.

"I'll take a look too." Seeing Xiao Yao leave for the recording studio, Xiao Siqi also looked at the lyrics and music score in Gong Chen's hand.

"Why don't you read it first?" Gong Chen handed some papers to Xiao Siqi.

"Don't disturb others," Ye Jiaying came out of the kitchen after clearing away the dinner tableware, and said to Xiao Siqi with a slight complaint, "Anyway, they are practicing at home tonight, are you afraid that you won't see them? The songs written by Bayi in the past are not Seeing that you are so anxious to see it."

"Didn't you see that Xiao Yao's attitude towards this song is different? I'm also curious." Xiao Siqi smiled, "I'll just scan it, it only takes a few minutes, and it won't waste much time." Said Then, Xiao Siqi took over the score and quickly read it.

"It really feels different from the songs Xiao Yao wrote before." Xiao Siqi quickly read the score, returned the score to Gong Chen, closed his eyes to feel it, and then opened his eyes and said.

"But I feel a bit similar to the female part I was in charge of in the song "I Can Only Get Here With You" that Xiao Yao sang with Chen Chen last time." Gong Chen also quickly browsed through it, and uttered a different opinion.

"Really?" Xiao Siqi asked strangely, "It's the song you recorded yesterday, I haven't heard it yet. Xiao Yao wrote a song "There is a kind of warmth called sisters" for Chen Chen and Fan Linxuan before, It's also a combination of female vocals and male rap with an electronic soundtrack, I thought your song should be of the same type."

"I've heard Chen Chen and Fan Linxuan's "There's a Kind of Warmth Called Sisters". The composition of the two songs is almost the same. I was also in charge of singing, and Chen Chen was in charge of rapping. But the feeling of female vocals is very different. My female voice is not the warmth of Fan Linxuan, but ethereal and cold, a bit dreamy. This song is all female solo, which seems to amplify this feeling to an extreme." Gong Chen said.

"Hearing what you're saying, even I'm curious about this song, can you let me see it too?" Ye Jiaying also interjected. Although she is not a professional singer, Ye Jiaying has released music albums, and there are two professional musicians in her family. Her musical literacy is also good, and the skill of reading music is naturally not a problem.

"Cut~ you were talking about me just now." Xiao Siqi seized the opportunity to fight back.

Ye Jiaying ignored Xiao Siqi, took Gong Chen's score and started humming softly while reading it.

"The melody is pretty nice, but I don't know what Xiao Yao's arrangement and soundtrack will look like." Ye Jiaying said after humming.

"Anyway, the element of electronic music is definitely indispensable," Xiao Siqi said. "This program that Gong Chen participated in must have electronic music."

At this time, Xiao Siqi placed his phone on the table and rang. Xiao Siqi picked it up, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yao said that the soundtrack is ready, let's go down and listen to it." After speaking, he laughed and cursed: "This guy is too lazy. The ones downstairs are still sending messages, so I don’t even bother to walk the few steps.”

"But he exercises so hard every morning. We really don't know what to say about this son." Ye Jiaying also smiled, and greeted Gong Chen, "Let's go, listen, the recording studio at home is in the basement, just right Show you the way."

"Are you going too?" Xiao Siqi looked at Ye Jiaying and said.

"What? I can't go?" Ye Jiaying said, "You also said that Bayi's song seems to have a different meaning to him. I'm also curious as a mother. Of course we want to listen to it together."

A few people came to the recording studio, and Xiao Yao was sitting in front of the operating table in the operating room, with an earphone on one ear, obviously listening to the finished product of his accompaniment and soundtrack.

Seeing the three of them coming in together, Xiao Yao didn't show the slightest surprise. He seemed to have expected that his parents would not be able to resist running down to listen to his song. So he simply said: "The accompaniment is ready, please listen to it."

With that said, Xiao Yao operated on the console, unplugged the earphones, and connected the audio files inside to the external audio equipment.

A piece of original piano sounded, and almost half a minute later, the melody of electronic music joined the accompaniment, and the whole piece changed from the vast and elegant at the beginning to give people a dreamy feeling. Then the sound of electronic percussion music slowly appeared in the accompaniment, until the original drum set was added, the melody of the entire electronic sound became more intense, and the whole piece began to give people a psychedelic feeling... As the music played, the four people in the recording studio were completely intoxicated by the music.

"Is this the so-called trance? It really is music that can make people "tranced"." After the accompaniment was played, Xiao Siqi, who came to his senses first, sighed.

"It's really nice," Ye Jiaying also said, "Purely speaking from the creation of electronic music, I think Bayi you have already surpassed your father."

"My dad? He doesn't play electronic music very much at all, and even if electronic music appears in the soundtrack of his songs, it is pitiful. Isn't it normal to surpass him?" Xiao Yao pouted, "He doesn't have this style at all, There is no comparison."

Xiao Siqi smiled and said: "I saw you proposed to set up a "Women's Band" and write songs for them, as well as your own "Flower Field Error", "The Drunken Concubine", and Chen Chen's "Yanjing Native". My style is a combination of folk music and modern pop music, but now after listening to this song, I realize that this kind of psychedelic electronic music seems to be the most suitable style for you.”

"Don't define me." Xiao Yao shook his head and smiled, "My style is that I don't have a style, whichever one comes to mind. Look at my original album, what kind of style do you think it is?"

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