Super Cute Baby: Domineering Daddy Wife Protector

"Goose bumps..."

After listening to the composition, Wu couldn't help admiring, "This composition is really different, much more majestic than "Youth", and it even sounds sacred."

When Wu was only surprised, Ji Tian turned off the sound in the earphones, his voice was still faint, and he couldn't even hear the level.

"This composition is a purely Chinese-style scale, and we used the pentatonic mode and the Yayue mode to make it."

The Yayue scale is a kind of Chinese style, it is Gongshangjiao Zhengyu, if arranged in order of pitch, it is: 1, 2, 3, 5, 6 Gongshangjiaozheng (zh) Yu.

The pentatonic scale is usually referred to as "pentatonic" or "pentatonic" in ancient literature.For the modern concept of 'scale', Chinese traditional music theory often reveals its connotation from different angles such as 'sound', 'temper', and 'sound'.

"It can be said to be a promotion. Our verse uses the Gagaku scale. You can listen to it," Ji Tian said, and immediately took Wu Zhizhi to the electronic piano to demonstrate. He explained to Wu Zhizhi while talking What is the Gagaku scale and what kind of changes they put into the composition.

Wu only listened carefully, she knew very little about music theory, but when Ji Tian spoke carefully, she knew only half of it.

"It's all very Chinese-style things, such as sudden chattering and chattering. In this way, you can feel a very obvious difference when you listen to it."

Wu only nodded frequently, feeling that he had learned a lot.

After the audition, Ji Tian asked her what she thought about composing the composition. Wu Zhizhi was not good at playing tricks in front of professionals. She actually felt that the composition was majestic and fascinating, but it was different from the feelings she wanted to create. Some are very different.

"This post can be modified," Ji Tian nodded. Everyone has different views on music, and he accepts all questions.

Wu just scratched his head: "Actually, I only have an entry-level understanding of lyrics and composition."

"You can learn." Ji Tian said.

"Yeah!" She will definitely work hard.

After listening to the tune, Ji Tian had other work in hand, so Wu Zhizhi turned back to Xi Wen's office again.

"Come in."

Wu just walked in, Xi Wen took a look at her and knew that she was satisfied with the composition, so the next thing that both of them needed to worry about was the lyrics.

Xi Wen first asked Wu Zhizhi for his opinion. Wu Zhizhi had already thought about it before, and her style was still suitable for a quiet and ethereal singing voice.

Xi Wen also very much agrees with this point, but what he is curious about is, "I know about this matter, why did you suddenly mention this?"

Because she felt that the song just now was a bit too 'explosive', and it was the kind of song that would make people's blood boil.

"You are talented and worthy of being polished, but you shouldn't lock yourself in the frame." Xi Wen looked at her and said seriously: "You need to bravely step out of your comfort zone. In my opinion, Nowadays, there are many singers with ethereal and clear voices, indeed, voice is your advantage, but you can’t make some progress.”

Xi Wen talked a lot, but Wu Zhi only understood his intentions. When he heard this piece, Wu Zhi only reacted: It sounds really good.

But after listening to it well, she couldn't help wondering, is this song really suitable for her?

She couldn't find the answer in herself, so Xi Wen could only let her try it. In his opinion, Wu Zhizhi could completely master this song.

"Now it's just a song without lyrics. You may not be able to feel it personally. My suggestion is to write lyrics immediately in the next step. How about a song with both lyrics and music that you personally experience?"

Wu Zhizhi: "Okay."

"The number of singles in your solo album is tentatively set at three songs, the title song is this song that has already taken shape, and the other two... Ji Tian and I will help you express your ideas to everyone Or the situation manifests itself."

Wu was overjoyed and wished he could grab Xi Wen's hand and turn him around a few times, but she held back.

Knowing nothing about composition, she put all her focus on writing lyrics. She has listened to countless songs over the years, and this is the first time she has written lyrics in a predetermined song by herself.

Xi Wen was able to write lyrics for "Youth" because Lin Changsheng paid him enough, but now, Wu Zhizhi didn't pay for it. Xi Wen, who has a clear distinction between public and private, entrusted the task of writing lyrics to Wu Zhizhi, and he himself was in charge of polishing. Modify the section.

So, in the afternoon after listening to the music, Wu only began to write lyrics with fascination.

It only took three hours from racking my brains to think about the lyrics to finally becoming a walking dead with three souls and seven souls.

With a 'click' sound, she threw the pen in her hand on the table in frustration, and Wu only put his outstretched arms on the table and muttered something softly.

"If you don't do it, you don't know. If you do it, you will be shocked. This is really not a huge project that anyone can complete."

Although it is a bit exaggerated to describe it as a "giant system", there is basically no difference between this work and the "giant system" in front of Wu Zhizhi today.

She scratched her head and scratched her head for the whole afternoon. She wanted to learn from her seniors about writing lyrics, but she encountered Mr. Zhou's earthy lyrics award.

"Wear the hard hat well, so that you don't fall down on the road of love, you say no to speeding up the hurricane, you don't want to take the risk of love, and you don't want to be trapped..."

"If you still want to rely on the pectoral muscles you trained..."

"When I started to learn how to make omelets, I realized that you don't eat breakfast..."

Such lyrics were complained by netizens one after another, and Wu just laughed and wanted to cry unconsciously.

"This superstar's lyrics will be complained by netizens. If I, a 38-line singer, write lyrics, it is possible for radical netizens to greet the [-]th generation of my ancestors."

The mouths of netizens nowadays are really poisonous.

"Are you off work? Are you still leaving?" The employees of the same company greeted Wu Zhizhi before they left. Wu Zhizhi only looked up and smiled bitterly.

"Goodbye." The tip of the pen touched a piece of scratched-out notes on the paper, and continued: "I haven't finished this yet, I have to work overtime."

"Okay, come on!"

"OK."

After sending away a bunch of colleagues, overtime work is not advocated in the company. At this time, there is basically no one in the company except Wu Zhizhi, who can't think of lyrics, and Xi Wen, who is obsessed with work and doesn't realize that he has already left work.

The melody of the song kept replaying in her mind. She wanted to express her thoughts to everyone, but when the tip of the pen fell on the paper, her mind was empty again.

After reviewing countless experiences, Wu only knew what he wanted to express, so he put pen to paper again, 317 times today.

Write a line of beautiful words on the paper: If you didn't make an oath, I wouldn't even dare to look back.

After writing it, she tasted it confidently again, and she actually thought it was not bad, and "eating" with the climax of the song was a bit pleasant.

In the next creation, Wu Zhirui was only as if she had the help of God, she fell into the enthusiasm of creation, and completely forgot how she was entangled in scratching her heart and liver before.

"Because of you, I am the whole person I am,
Standing happily in the dazzling sunshine, enjoying the taste of spring,

Because of you, everything is different,

I dare to climb the highest mountain, dive into the deepest sea, and stand by your side. "

Although it was a bit clumsy, it was the result of Wu only racking his brains for a day. When she showed it to Xi Wen, it was just before Xi Wen left the office and went home.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Xi Wen had already put on his coat, "I thought you had already left."

Wu just shook his head, smiled and handed over the lyrics he had written in his hand, "Mr. Xi, this is the lyrics I tried to write today, please see if there is anything else that needs to be revised."

Xi Wen glanced at the lyrics that Wu Zhizhi handed over, and there was an indescribable look in his eyes.

Wu Zhizhi immediately explained, "Uncle, I know you won't bring your work home, I just want to send it in first, and I'll put it here."

As she said that, she had already put down the paper on which the lyrics were written.

Xi Wen glanced at it, nodded helplessly and said, "Well, then let's go."

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and even though Wu only kept saying that he could go home alone, Xi Wen still insisted on sending her back.

But he couldn't refuse, so Wu just got into Xi Wen's car.

In the car, Xi Wen talked about writing lyrics, and told Wu just not to worry, because the first time you do something you are not good at, you will be a little powerless, just get used to it.

If it doesn't work the first time, try it a few more times, such a chicken soup article.

Wu Zhi just went home all the way "ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" on the way home, why did he feel so depressed staying in the same car with Xi Wen right now.

After finally reaching the door of the house, the car gradually stopped, and Wu only sincerely invited Xi Wen to sit at home for a while.

Xi Wen: "No, your little aunt and child are still waiting for me."

"That's right," Wu said with a gentle smile, "Then I won't be able to force you to stay."

After loosening the seat belt, she opened the door and reminded Xi Wen when she got out of the car.

"Uncle, be careful on the road."

Xi Wen: "Well, you go in."

"Bye-Bye."

Watching Xi Wen's car leave, Wu only thought of the lyrics of a song he wrote just now, and couldn't help but danced and hummed the tune as he walked home.

As soon as she got home, she called Gu Youpan's name loudly, poking out a beautiful head from the kitchen, Gu Youpan only slightly blamed Wu when she saw it.

"It's really late to come back."

"It's the first day I go to work after a few months, of course I have to behave well." While speaking, the man had already walked to Gu Youpan's side, and was about to comfort her, but the scent that entered her nostrils made her shift away immediately. attention.

"What the hell is this damn scent that can confuse people's hearts!"

Gu Yousi looked at Wu Zhizhi who was gesticulating with a blank face, and couldn't understand her exaggeration, she praised her as much as she liked, why did she have to make such a frightened expression?

He stepped forward and lifted the lid of the pot, "This is what you're talking about?"

Wu just leaned closer, like a fierce tiger, after sniffing the rose carefully, he insisted: "It's not this smell!"

"Huh?" Gu Yousi had no doubts about him, "You have a problem with your sense of smell."

Wu only retorted: "What I'm talking about is not the taste of food."

"It's the scent on your body," Wu only blinked, imitating the charming eyes that he learned from Jiang Luochi and others earlier, and seduced Gu Youpan time and time again.

Gu Yousi: "...."

Wu Zhizhi: "Come!"