Chapter 113

  Next, the various meeting contents were saying what, but he didn't listen at all. He only knew that Jiang Chuan's face next to him looked bad, and he was busy fidgeting with his brain full of "singing songs, I'm actually asked to sing again, where did I learn to sing? There's even a Xi De next to me for comparison, damn it, isn't the crew trying to humiliate me? Isn't this going to make me lose face in front of the whole world?"... In Jian Ran's muttering, the meeting finally ended torturously. The producer asked Jian Ran and Xi De to meet with the composer who adapted "Pirate's Life".

  It must be said that Mandro, even with a pseudonym, still has a wide network and can find various resources. The composer responsible for adapting the poem "Pirate's Life" is a retired predecessor - Mr. Ross, an Italian, who relied on his song "Flame of Sorrow" to make Peter's second film "Cold Plum Blossom" widely known before its release. Nowadays, when people mention World War II love movies, the prelude of "Flame of Sorrow" automatically echoes in their minds, and this song is often replayed on streets, in restaurants, or in cars.

  A good song, even if you listen to it tens of thousands of times, can still resonate with your soul.

  Peter seems to want to replicate the route of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" which became a hit overnight back then. Since "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" is already a classic film with great popularity, plus the composer of "Lethal Flame Song" making a comeback, if they can bundle and hype up their upcoming nautical movie, it might actually have some effect...

  After entering the recording studio, he thought of this and that, his whole person seemed to be distracted, his eyes wandering. He knew that people who made music were more or less a bit eccentric, and older people who made music even more so carried out this principle one hundred percent, so when he saw Mr. Ross, the other party looked him up and down in a circle, and the first sentence he spoke was not polite to the point where he didn't feel surprised at all.

  "I've heard your song and it's very mediocre. With your level of skill, you can't sing the 'Pirate's Life' that I want."

  Listening to his blunt words, I felt a numbness and my knees went weak, almost making me want to kneel down and kowtow to this old man.

  At this time, Jiang Chuan, who was standing behind the young man with black hair and didn't want him to participate in the theme song performance, sneered out loud when he heard this, silently trampled on his foot with a broken heart, then turned his head to look at Director Peter, who decided to let him sing the theme song - The latter looked back at him expressionlessly: "He said the same thing to Klassy Lili back then, and that poor girl was disheartened for three or four days. In the end, 'Blazing Ballad' still became a huge hit."

  Kurumi Lily is the singer of "Reien no Uta", her voice is ethereal and high-pitched, for a long time as a regular female singer in the computer player.

  When even the goddess was being blackened like this, Jin Yan slightly relaxed, and at this time, he heard Mr. Ross give Xi De a sentence "glib and superficial", he completely put down his guard, turned his head to look at Xi De again, the latter had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the arrogant appearance seemed to be extremely disdainful of the old man's evaluation in front of him: thinking about it, the purely natural and harmless appearance that was revealed in front of Jin Yan before was indeed deceiving people.

  After one person received a personal attack as an opening remark, Jian Ran and Xi De considered their first formal meeting with Mr. Ruo completed, since today was the first day and no one expected them to sing well immediately, so Ruo simply handed out the lyrics of the song divided into languages and paragraphs to Jian Ran and Xi De, letting them read it themselves, then started playing the tune he composed, letting Jian Ran and others ponder the atmosphere.

  Ross sat down behind the piano and struck a low note.

  He hastily lowered his head to look at the lyrics in his hand and found that the first part was the Chinese he was responsible for.

  My pirate's dream, my mission of plunder and pillage.

  On the dark blue sea, the seawater is splashing happily.

  Our hearts are so free, our thoughts are boundless and endless.

  This passage is marked with low notes, and Jian Ran slightly raised his head, subconsciously glancing at the piano behind him. Immediately afterwards, a series of deep bass notes flowed out from Mr. Luo's fingertips, and the piano sound was not monotonous at this time. The professional piano's perfect sound quality was stunning, and Jian Ran seemed to really see a majestic ocean in front of him, with a ship sailing through the waves for several centuries, breaking through the wind and waves. As the sun set, a day's work came to an end, and sailors on the deck sang happily...

  The entire recording studio was filled with the sound of the piano, not a single person spoke, director Peter stood aside with his brow furrowed, listening very intently, his fingers tapping rhythmically to the beat.

  At this time, Ross stopped playing and the suddenly quiet recording studio made everyone slightly stunned. Then they heard the old man say: "For the Chinese lyrics part, I want a grand and historic sense of gravity. Put away all the techniques of popular music and sing with the most essential voice - there are no professional singers among the sailors, so you don't need to think hard about adding those things when singing."

  It wasn't until he finished speaking that he suddenly realized he was talking to him.

  He nodded nervously, thinking to himself "various skills of pop music" you want me to have but I don't... I'm just a cute actor... He quietly ran over and sat down next to him, pondering what this so-called "grand historical sense" was. Jiang Chuan also walked over and sat down beside him, taking the folder with the song list from his hand, looked at it, thought for a moment, and asked: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

  "Whatever, steak? Seafood?" Jianyan gazed at Ross sitting behind the piano and said absent-mindedly, "Or beer bread stew."

  "I want to eat spicy hot pot."

  He slowly raised his head, gazing blankly at the man for a moment before noticing that he was completely serious and not joking. Suddenly speechless, he said, "Don't be so childish, okay? I'm a native of this land, even if you eat something that makes your throat spew fire, my voice won't become any worse..."

  Jiang Chuan's intentions were immediately exposed, and he wasn't very happy about it. He raised his hand and slapped the lyrics sheet onto Jin Ran's face.

  He hastily raised his hand to block it, trying to protect his delicate face, but his movements were naturally not as fast as Jiang Chuan's, so the man's large hand holding the lyrics folder "slapped" onto his nose.

  At this moment, Ross slammed his hands on the high-pitched area of the piano - the sudden high-pitched sound scared Jian Ran so much that he trembled all over, took the file folder off his face and turned around with a red nose tip to see what had happened. Then he saw Xide staring at Mr. Ross expressionlessly and Mr. Ross sitting behind the piano with a fierce aura.

  Luos said expressionlessly: "Let me hear the mermaid's singing voice."

  Xide's eyes flickered.

  His thin lips maintained a mocking arc and slightly opened, emitting the first high note.

  No buffering, no warning signs, he hadn't even done any warm-ups before this, yet he stepped into the perfect high-pitched domain as if it wasn't a species that existed in this world. Hid's singing voice was sharp but not abrupt, without making anyone feel like they were being pierced by the sound or showing any trembling, the entire pronunciation was complete and smooth. After a long string of single notes, Ross' facial expression didn't change, his fingers flying quickly over the piano keys.

  What followed was even more shocking.

  As Ross began to play the accompaniment of the second section, Haid's long single-note chanting voice did not stop, and the sound underwent subtle changes that perfectly combined with the piano accompaniment, making it hard to believe that this was Haid's first time hearing this song. After one segment of music ended, Ross didn't stop, but instead repeated a small segment after a simple modulation, starting to repeat the melody of this segment.

  At this time, Jian Ran saw Xi De turn his head and smile at him without any concealment.

  Stared wide-eyed in surprise.

  "How far can the breeze blow, how vast are the billows foaming?"

  A high-pitched singing voice that was completely different from the previously majestic and solemn low-pitched sound rose up, it felt like people in a sweltering, humid, dark cabin suddenly pushed open a window, when the high-pitched sound rose, sea breeze and sunlight poured in from outside, the whole song seemed to be pulled into another world, from the initial grandeur to the current generosity and passion.

  Like a ship setting sail from the harbor.

  This composer Ross is really awesome.

  Xide is even more fierce.

  Even someone like Jin Yan who barely understands music had his heart's rhythmic beating disrupted by the stimulating sound of this music.

  When they perfectly finished the second part of the song, the entire recording studio was still in a dead silence that lasted for a long time. Director Peter's arrogant face finally showed a hint of a smile. He walked three steps to Sid's side, lifted his hand and patted his shoulder, indicating that he had done well. Sid subtly retreated from his touch, put down the file folder, and sat down on the other side of the room.

  At this time, Jian Ran was covering his face with a folder and muttering to himself in a very collapsed state: "I won't do it, I quit, I don't want to appear in the same song as an anti-heavenly creature singing the same thing - unless this song is renamed 'Heaven and Hell', I'll be in charge of the hellish part where ghosts wail and wolves howl..."

  Xide raised his hand and touched his head: "I'm here."

  Touched it and felt good, didn't want to put it down, couldn't help but touch it a few more times.

  At this time, from the other side of the calm hand stretched out another hand to slap his hand away, then pulled open the file folder covering the young man's face with black hair, and pinched his chin to turn his head towards himself, insisting: "Listen to you, then don't sing, tonight eat spicy hot pot to celebrate."

  "Hey! Shut up, Reins!" Shide glared with wide eyes, completely unlike his previous cold and noble demeanor while singing. Now he looked like a small dog with its tail caught, fur standing on end, "You said you wouldn't sing, so don't sing! Who are you?!"

  "An investor," Jiang Chuan said with a straight face and an air of righteousness. "He spent 250 million."