Chapter 395: Determine the theme song
After "Song of the Elf" and "Redemption of Dirty Earth", the three have already cultivated a tacit understanding.
In just one day, the shooting of the "two-sided" MV was successfully completed.
Looking at the shot, Xu Cheng smiled and gave a thumbs up, cheering for his baby girl.
Baby, you are the best! ! !
Without a trace, he glanced at Pei Yan beside him.
He is so cute, writing a 10,000-word essay is not enough to praise the excellent daughter, how can he be cheap for a mere big weasel? !
Feeling Xu Cheng's gaze, Pei Yan turned sideways and smiled slightly, "Uncle Xu has worked hard."
Xu Cheng snorted coldly.
Shooting the MV for his baby girl, he didn't work hard at all, and he had a million willingness in his heart.
After finishing the shooting of the "two-sided" MV, I went to the recording studio of Chengxin Culture the next day.
This recording studio was a birthday present from Xu Zimian when Xu Zimian was eight years old.
Lilina's sweet voice intertwined with Xu Zimian's slightly dangerous ethereal voice, creating a beautiful effect.
Teresa listened fascinatedly and sincerely suggested: "Dear Cotton, you should really consider 'two-sided' as the theme song for the entire album."
She could predict the reaction of Americans hearing the song.
They will definitely fall in love with Lilina and Xu Zimian, who are black and white in the MV, and then fall deeply into the graceful singing.
With the song "two-sided", Little Cotton will definitely be nominated for the World Music Awards!
"Thank you, Sister Teresa, but I still want to try the song "No Flowers in the Fog"."
Lilina was lying on Xu Zimian's shoulder, "Sister Teresa hasn't heard of "The Misty Is Not Flowers", right?"
Teresa was pleasantly surprised: "Is this song Little Cotton ready?"
More than a dozen songs on an album cannot be recorded in a few days.
Xu Zimian smiled and nodded, "As the theme song, "The Fog is Not a Flower" is our main practice song."
Turning to the eldest sister and brother Jiang Yu, their eyes flashed with absolute confidence.
Because "Mist is not a flower" is a jazz piece with an ancient style, the accompaniment uses various Chinese musical instruments.
The beautiful guzheng sound, like a flowing trickle, accompanied by the sobbing sound of the dongxiao, quietly murmured in the ears of the audience.
Teresa folded her arms and sat on the soft little sofa.
With a raised eyebrow, the prelude is beautiful, but not enough to arouse the audience's emotions.
The sudden sound of the drum sounded like a rock falling into the creek, making Teresa's heart beat half a beat faster.
The sound of popular musical instruments and the sound of traditional Chinese musical instruments blend together perfectly and complement each other.
Theresa's toes began to tap the ground unconsciously.
With smiling eyes, he looked intently at Xu Zimian as the lead singer.
Xu Zimian's beautiful drama exploded in Teresa's heart.
Her soul trembled along with it, wandering in the sea of music woven by Xu Zimian.
"Look, there are flowers in the fog, but flowers are not flowers."
"The world is prosperous, and the fog is not a flower."
"And wait for the flowers to dissipate, a total of a few."
The end of the opera is like a signal, supplemented by ancient Chinese music and popular instruments, pushing the whole song to the extreme.
The sudden intrusion of the erhu sound made Teresa's body begin to twist to the rhythm of the music.
The music is fading, and the meaning is still unfinished.
Lilina applauded cheerfully, her little cotton is so good!
Daniel patted his paws like a dog and waved the flag and shouted, "Mr. Cotton, you are amazing! I am your loyal little fan!!!"
Orlando's eyes were full of approval, and the erhu sound that suddenly broke in seemed to be echoing in his ears.
He likes the sound of erhu, and maybe he can consider incorporating erhu into it in his next album.
Xu Zimian raised her head to look at the two of them and asked humbly, "Sister Teresa, Brother Orlando, which one do you think is more suitable for the theme song, "No Flowers in the Fog" and "Two-sided"?"
Orlando thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "'Two-sided' will grab my heart instantly, but 'No Flowers in the Mist' will linger in my mind for a long time."
"After listening to the two songs, I will be more inclined to "The Mist is Not a Flower". I believe that a different "Mist is not a Flower" will make the judges brighten up."
"Yes!" Teresa nodded approvingly, "The traditional Chinese musical instruments, as well as the unique opera tunes, collide with popular musical instruments, and the wonderful sparks created are really fascinating!"
It was a musical feast that she couldn't resist at all.
"But..." Teresa's conversation turned and she wondered, "As the theme song of "No Flowers in the Mist", aren't you going to shoot a MV, Little Cotton?"
Xu Zimian asked, "I want to use a montage method to show our lucky band as much as possible. Do you think it's okay?"
Orlando nodded decisively.
When I understand Xu Zimian's idea, I want the audience to focus entirely on the music and appreciate the beauty of ancient Chinese music.
"Indeed," Theresa agreed. "This is music worth savoring."
After recording "two-sided", Xu Zimian devoted himself to the three English songs cooperating with his brother Orlando and sister Theresa.
Among them, "Flying Wing" is a dance song. The three of them are facing the mirror and polishing their dance.
Orlando dances handsomely, full of innate elegance, and every move shows the grace of aristocrats.
Like the emperor of the dance country, looking down on his subjects.
Teresa's dancing posture is charming and charming, and every time she looks back and raises her eyebrows, she seems to be inviting people to dance with her.
The enchanting waist like a water snake and the graceful dance steps interpret what is the king of dance.
In a triangular shape, Xu Zimian, who was standing in front, was not overwhelmed by Orlando and Teresa at all.
Her eyes are full of domineering kings, she is the controller of the rhythm!
Sweat slid down the brows of the three, and the back of the Orlando T-shirt was soaked in sweat.
Theresa and Xu Zimian's cheeks flushed, and they gasped slightly.
Teresa exhaled and waved her hand: "No, no, no, rest for half an hour."
"Okay." Xu Zimian took the towel from Pei Yan and smiled wearily, "Thank you brother Ayan."
Pei Yan handed the other two towels to Orlando and Theresa.
She walked back to Xu Zimian's side, took the towel in Xu Zimian's hand, put it on her head, and rubbed it gently.
It was fine during training, but once he touched the chair, Xu Zimian completely collapsed on the chair.
His hands and feet seemed to be studded with lead balls, too heavy to lift, and Ayan brother was allowed to wipe his sweat.
Pei Yan frowned and said distressedly: "Is the amount arranged too much?"
The dance moves of "Flying Wing" are many and difficult, and only the three of them can show the most perfect effect.
Xu Zimian picked up the towel, met Pei Yan's worried eyes, and reassured: "It's okay, you can hold on!"