Chapter 1333: I am a prophet~ (24)
[Zuo Yan]:...
This channel is biased, it seems a bit big.
That's it.
The man on the other side of the phone's screen chuckled and continued typing.
[Zuo Yan]: I won't discuss this topic anymore.
[Zuo Yan]: Are you free now?
Xiang Xing opened his eyes softly and couldn't help but glance at the time subconsciously.
Well.
It's not the bedtime for her night owl.
(Yaya: I don’t know who said to stop staying up late...)
[Xingxing]: When you are free, what's the matter?
The little guy crooked his little head for a while, and continued to type.
[Xingxing]: If you want to tell a fortune, I can also do it for you now.
"..."
The left inkstone on the other end dropped his eyes lightly, and shook his head helplessly.
[Zuo Yan]: Regarding fortune-telling, I said that you won’t be so anxious when you fully recover.
[Zuo Yan]: I just want to say, if you are free, would you like to listen to my new song?
The man glanced at that, placed aside, the lyrics and music had been completely composed, and his eyes paused slightly.
[Zuo Yan]: I have encountered some bottlenecks and cannot write it out. I want to hear opinions from various quarters.
...
[Stars]: That's it.
Xiang Xing blinked softly for a while, but a small body boldly.
[Stars]: Send it over! I have studied music for many years, so I can listen to it for you!
He doesn't charge her for meals anymore, so of course she has to help in return!
Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help raising his eyebrows and grinning confidently, sitting and waiting.
However, Zuo Yan's hair was not the demo or the music score she had imagined.
It is a voice call request.
Seeing this, the girl couldn't help being stunned.
Without hesitation, he silently agreed.
After it was switched on, I just listened to a string of crisp guitar plucking from the other side.
Then, the extremely magnetic, clear voice, with a slight inaudible smile, slowly sounded.
"I'll just play it for you."
When the voice fell, the man squeezed the pick and played a clear and melodious melody.
Then, he began to sing.
"..."
Just after listening to the opening part of the tune, Xiang Xing seemed to be directly sucked into the tune, and his soft eyes straightened uncontrollably.
The tune of this piece is gentle, and the atmosphere is so peaceful that it is full of pure and clean taste.
The rhyming is perfect, and the lyrics are quite allegorical, coupled with the same pure gentle singing of the man, which makes the whole song extremely warm, but also faintly reveals a very strong, vigorous and upward energy.
Judging from her many years of experience in music, I have to say that this is a good piece that can instantly move people's hearts.
As soon as the last note fell, the little guy couldn't help but clapped directly at the phone.
"It's so nice!"
She moistened the corners of her lips sweetly, and praised without hesitation, "The completeness and compatibility of the lyrics and music are very high, the artistic conception is also very good, and the style of music is not cold. It must be popular in the current market! "
As he said, the little guy just smiled embarrassedly, his voice lowered slightly, "I didn't even hear what bottleneck you encountered."
"……Is it?"
Hearing this, the man opposite the receiver only smiled.
After a long pause, he asked faintly, "Do you think this song seems not suitable for me to sing?"
"……what?"
Xiang Xing suddenly couldn't understand.
She frowned slightly subconsciously, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Your voice is very suitable for this song, and the singing is also very artistic and resonant..."
"Have you seen my performance?"
Zuo Yan interrupted her words abruptly and asked again.
This has successfully stopped the little guy.
She...cough, of course she hasn't seen it.
I just know roughly that Galaxy·Q is an all-round men's group that can control all styles and dance types.
As for live performances...
Fortunately, the man seemed to be able to perceive what she was thinking.
After a while, several videos were posted, and then the voice mode was actively cut off.
"..."
Xiang Xing rubbed his little nose, and had to look at it point by point.
...
Well.
how to say.
The GQ group, from its debut to its disbandment, whether it is an original track or a cover of others, without exception, it is all gorgeous and flamboyant, without sacrificing the **** style of singing and dancing.
Among them, the most hormonal bombardment is undoubtedly the leader of Zuo Da.
And the cold temperament of his life that day has frequently added an excellent sense of abstinence to each performance.
It is truly invisible and sultry, the most deadly.
Thinking of this, the little guy finally understood something.
Zuo Yan pointed out that it was not suitable, and 80% meant that his current song was very different from his previous style.
However, she felt that even though his image on the stage was like this, the entertainment circle and music scene in this world should not be so harsh. He changed to a warm and clean style, to the extent that he would not be accepted by others...
Thinking about it, the little guy nodded slightly and sent a voice request to Zuo Yan again.
It was connected in an instant.
A faintly helpless laugh, a leisurely voice came: "Did you find a problem?"
"Well."
Xiang Xing nodded subconsciously, but smiled faintly, "I don't think it's a problem, isn't it just a different style?"
As she said, she suddenly thought of something, and she couldn't help frowning again, "Could it be that your fans, are you the kind that is so extreme that you don't even allow you to change your style?"
"..."
Hearing this, the man on the other end of the receiver couldn't help being silent for a while.
After a while, he laughed in a low voice, his voice was slightly cool, "I am not allowed to change my style, it is not my fan."
"...Who is that?"
The little guy's question mark bounced his head.
After thinking for a while, his eyes couldn't help but converged, "Could it be Xing Mu?"
"How should I put it... the implications here are a bit complicated."
He only listened to Zuo Yan's light tusk, as if taking a deep breath and then exhaling it deeply.
The voice was still a little suffocated, and only said lightly.
"Let's put it this way, before I debuted, the resources behind me required me to use the current style and personality, otherwise, it would be considered a breach of contract."
As the man said, he laughed again, and there was a slight mockery in the words, "As long as I don't compromise, I am destined to use the immutable status quo to keep going."
"...Huh? You mean, no compromise?"
The little guy didn't understand it directly.
Doesn't breach of contract and uncompromising mean the same thing?
Was it because she heard it wrong or something? I always felt that Zuo Yan said that, but there was a sense of inconsistency.
"The uncompromising here does not refer to the entertainment industry."
Zuo Yan heard her puzzlement, but didn't say anything.
I just continued, "Because of these complicated factors, I became confused and asked for a three-month retreat."
"I'm trying to let you do the math for me...Look at which path I will be on in the future."