Start to get the perfect music system

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"Is this a parallel world? Or is it 2006?" 1
"I have crossed? And, I have a system?"

"Zhao Feiyang isn't popular yet, but I'm actually a student of the Medical University, roommate with Zhao Feiyang?"

"Today is not a concert, today I accompanied him to the music show audition."

"He is not the Xu Song I know well, but a very similar music lover. Whether it is his dedication to music or his love for music, he is very similar to Xu Song in that world."

"But he really isn't."

Xu Fan was stunned by all the information, and then he realized why Xu Fan on the stage was eliminated miserably.

Because he is just an unknown boy who is pursuing the road of music.

Even though he has the same talent and strength as the giant in his mind, he has not yet sung "Funeral of Roses", which is a hit all over the Internet, and naturally he has not reached the era of the top three music giants.

Of course, aside from these, there are also many excellent movies in this time and space, and TV has not yet appeared.

The Internet has only just begun to germinate, and even mobile phones have not yet entered the era of intelligence.

Everything seems to be blank, and I appear here, as if I have come to witness this era that is called non-mainstream.

"functions?"

Xu Fan asked about the system almost subconsciously.

The voice of the system tends to be mechanized, saying: "The era entertainment system can continuously provide the host with all classic songs, movies, and literary works in the next 30 years."

After saying this, the system returned to silence.

Xu Fan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

The system said calmly: "This is a non-mainstream era. The singers who came into being are the singers of this era. What the host needs to do is to follow the heart and adapt to the era."

Xu Fan was slightly taken aback, his name is luck.

What's even more speechless is that the system said it but didn't seem to say it, but when he was thinking about it, a young man suddenly appeared in front of Xu Fan.

Xu Fan could see some disappointment in his eyes, and for a moment, he didn't know how to comfort him.

Zhao Feiyang said: "Let's go, drink with me."

Xu Fan was a little dazed, Zhao Feiyang in his memory didn't drink much.

Zhao Feiyang pulled him away and said, "Don't worry, I'll treat you."

Xu Fan could hear how lost and sad Zhao Feiyang was at the moment.

Seeing this scene, Xu Fan secretly sighed.

If Zhao Feiyang stopped singing because of those judges' words, what a loss for this era?

Zhao Feiyang walked in front, his back was full of disappointment.

Xu Fan hurried to catch up, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Any road is full of difficulties, and you can't give up just because you are eliminated this time."

Zhao Feiyang nodded and said, "I know, but maybe I'm really not suitable for singing."

Xu Fan's heart was shocked, he actually felt that Zhao Feiyang really wanted to give up.

This is not good, you are not suitable for singing, who is suitable?

Because of the fusion of memories, Xu Fan knew very well that Zhao Feiyang was not just his roommate.

He is also his only good friend in this world.

According to my memory, my family is not rich, so I have always been in a state of very low self-esteem, causing too many people around me to be unwilling to contact me.

But Zhao Feiyang is different, he sincerely regards himself as a friend and a brother.

One time in my memory, I was almost beaten by someone led by a rich second generation, and it was Zhao Feiyang who did not hesitate to help, blocking a stick for himself and getting injured.

Xu Fan's memory is not very clear, but no matter what Zhao Feiyang treated him well in this life.

Still in that world, as a squirrel, I liked him.

He couldn't let Zhao Feiyang give up like this.

When I came to the barbecue stall, before I ordered food, there was nice music coming from the stereo next to it.

[How many rounds are there, the arena is waiting, life and death, what did you win, sneer, who owns the world, so what? 】

Xu Fan could tell that this was Jay Chou's "Huo Yuan Jia". If I remembered correctly, it seemed to be the new album released in 06. It turned out that it had already come out.

Moreover, it has only been online for a long time, and it is so popular.

It seems that Jay Chou is so outstanding no matter which world he is in.

Hearing these songs, Zhao Feiyang shook his head, sat down and shouted: "It's really not as good, it's really useless, it's really not suitable, it's time to give up."

Xu Fan comforted: "You have been exposed to music since you were a child, and you like music, so how can you say that you are not suitable?"

Zhao Feiyang called the boss to open a few bottles, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

That looks a bit distressing
Xu Fan could feel that his actions were just to cover up his inner sadness and powerlessness.

Zhao Feiyang was really overwhelmed with alcohol, he didn't finish a bottle, and his face turned red.

There was Jay Chou's new song playing beside his ear, and Zhao Feiyang praised Jay Chou while drinking.

He said helplessly the harsh words of today's judges, and then took a sip of wine to express his sadness.

He said: "I have sung songs for so many years, if a sentence doesn't fit, I have to."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Fan asked: "After singing songs for so many years, if one sentence doesn't fit, you have to give up?"

Zhao Feiyang took another sip of wine and said, "I can't think of any other way."

Xu Fan looked at the drunk-eyed Zhao Feiyang, grabbed his hand that was still about to drink, and asked seriously: "Did he write Jay Chou's new song himself?"

Zhao Feiyang shook his head, and said: "Father Qu wrote it, I know that."

Xu Fan said: "I'll give you a song, let's record it and post it on the Internet for a try. There are thousands of paths to music, and it's not necessary to participate in some talent show."

Zhao Feiyang struggled to drink with his hands no longer exerting force, he stared at Xu Fan with starry eyes and asked, "Are you drunk?"

A drunk person asks a non-drunk person are you drunk?

This shows that this matter itself must be a very incredible thing.

Of course Zhao Feiyang knew that the friend in front of him had always felt inferior because of his family background, but he said such a sentence at this time.

And after he finished asking this sentence, Xu Fan still looked at himself very seriously.

Even though he knew he was a little drunk, he was still extremely moved deep in his heart.

He didn't know what song Xu Fan would write, and he didn't know what the future would hold.

But at this time, he didn't know if it was because of drinking, or because of Xu Fan's seemingly useless comfort, but he was moved and grateful, or because of his last stubbornness towards music.

He nodded and said with a smile: "Okay."

Zhao Feiyang was still drinking, but Xu Fan was thinking about which song to use.

After a while, Xu Fan paid attention, grabbed Zhao Feiyang's hand, shook his head and said, "In order to protect my throat, I'm not allowed to drink alcohol."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiyang nodded very seriously when he saw his good brother's expression.

Then passed out.

Xu Fan: "."

It was night, Xu Fan completely merged all his memories.

Those fragments in his memory deepened his belief in helping Zhao Feiyang, because deep in his memory, Zhao Feiyang spared no effort to help himself more than once.

Those bits and pieces, even if they are just memories, are still worth remembering because of their profoundness.

The next day was sunny, Xu Fan woke up Zhao Zhao Feiyang who was still dreaming,

Looking at the familiar face, Xu Fan asked seriously: "What is the deepest thing in your memory?"

To be honest, no matter who is woken up early in the morning, asking such a question would be a little confusing.

Zhao Feiyang stared at Xu Fan at a loss and asked, "Why?"

Xu Fan didn't think too much, and said directly: "I agreed last night, give myself a chance at last."

Zhao Feiyang was taken aback for a moment, and at the same time he suddenly realized, he also remembered some fragments.

It's just that he frowned tightly, shook his sleepy head, and said, "You were drunk last night, it was all drunk talk."

Xu Fan looked at Zhao Feiyang and said very seriously: "I'm serious."

Hearing these words, Zhao Feiyang sat up straight suddenly, his thoughts seemed to fall into a certain story at once, and he was silent for a long time before he said: "I don't know if the impression is deep or not, I just remember that I once loved There was a girl, when I met her, the communication software was not called QQ, it was called OICQ, at that time I still loved music as much as I do now, but fate told me that I had nothing to do with music, and later. "

Xu Fan listened very seriously, but was slightly shocked in his heart.

So that story is true
Maybe, if it wasn't for my own appearance, that song might also appear in this world in the near future.

He listened to the story carefully, and when the story was finished, Xu Fan picked up the paper next to him and began to write.

Zhao Feiyang didn't know what Xu Fan was doing, he just thought he thought of something to write down, but when he saw the piece of paper Xu Fan handed over, he was shocked.

He looked at the words on the paper, and was instantly attracted by the lyrics every single word.

He was a little drunk last night, and he was ready to go crazy with his brother.

In other words, he knew that his good brother was comforting him, so today he was going to forget all this and start over.

But the lyrics in front of him made his music-loving soul tremble.

He clenched his hands tightly and stared at the paper, as if he was afraid that the paper would fly away suddenly.

"Last night, I had a dream. In the dream, we were back holding hands. When I woke up, I was so disappointed that I couldn't describe it."

"Opened OICQ, the chat history stopped in the late autumn of last year, and I didn't say anything about the last retention."

Zhao Feiyang read those words before his eyes, and then again.

The lonely words are particularly eye-catching. The heart of music that loves music but is about to give up is actually a little ready to move at this moment.

He raised his head and glanced at Xu Fan, then lowered his head and continued to read the lyrics.

Those words are not fancy words.

It is a declarative sentence after sentence, like telling a story.

But he really can't put it down, even at this moment he still doesn't think this song will be popular, he just thinks this song is very good.

Good and fire are two concepts.

He read it again, then stared at Xu Fan and asked, "You wrote it?"

Xu Fan stared at him and said, "It's for you."

Zhao Feiyang held the piece of paper tightly, like a very precious treasure, making him stare at it all the time, afraid of losing it.

He murmured: "A year ago, when she left, I promised to sing her a song, but I couldn't write it. I didn't expect you to write it for me."

Xu Fan just finished listening to that story.

He knew that in his heart, he had a lot of guilt and love for that girl. ,

Xu Fan wrote this song "Grey Head", the most important thing is to understand his ghostly strength and the love he has always hidden deep in his heart.

Xu Fan looked at the lyrics in his hand and continued: "She used to really support me, I think I should like her, but she left, and her profile picture finally turned gray."

Speaking of this, Zhao Feiyang suddenly stared at Xu Fan, and said very seriously: "Thank you."

Xu Fan shook his head and said, "The past is in the past, you should look forward."

Zhao Feiyang nodded and said, "Let's go, go record it. I like this song and I want to sing it out. Whether I will sing it or not in the future, I must sing this song out."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Feiyang went out first, Xu Fan looked at his back, and said in his heart: After this song is released on the Internet, it will definitely surprise you, I hope you will be grateful for today's decision when the time comes.

Xu Fan knew that Zhao Feiyang still didn't believe that this song could become a hit, because Zhao Feiyang didn't know the direction of music in this era.

But Xu Fan clearly understood that Zhao Feiyang must be a rising superstar on the road ahead.

He believes that whether it is in that world or this world, his singing voice will definitely be liked by many people. In other words, in this world he is in, how can he let his good brother, who loves music so much, disappear in the music scene?

In a recording studio near the school, Jay Chou's "Huo Yuanjia" is still playing, but this does not hinder Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang's pursuit of music at this time.

The owner of the recording studio personally received all the musical instruments and equipment.

Of course, the price must not be too low.

But if Zhao Feiyang wants to record it, he must do it with the most serious attitude. This is his most basic requirement for music.

Fortunately, when Xu Fan wrote songs, he didn't just write lyrics.

Due to systematic reasons, the score and arrangement instruments were all carefully written down on paper by him.

The boss doesn't talk nonsense, after all, it's only natural to charge money to work.

Just looking at the lyrics and composition, as the owner of the recording studio, he was still very surprised.

Although the guy wearing glasses had come to record songs before, but in comparison, today's song is probably going to be really popular.

It's hard to tell what's different about this song. There are some drooling lyrics, but the words are touching and touching. More importantly, this song seems to be telling a story.

Recording, sound collection, mixing, and the most rare thing is the recording of human voice.

Zhao Feiyang in the recording studio kept looking for his feelings, and Xu Fan kept helping, but he still made mistakes over and over again.

Zhao Feiyang did not give up, and his proficiency in this song was getting higher and higher, until more than two hours later, a nice voice finally sang it.

The applause from Xu Fan and the boss came to mind at the scene, and the recording of "Grey Head" ended.

(End of this chapter)