Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Bian Lang firmly believes that if the things in the movie "I Am Legend" happened to himself, then the only thing that would support him to live alone would be music.

Bob Marley's reggae is definitely a must-listen song every day.

Just like what people are singing on the stage now: "Singin: don't worry about a thing, oh no!cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

(Sing: Don’t worry about the little things, because the little things will be okay…)

The zombie movies on the original Earth were not as popular as they were before Bian Lang traveled through time. This was due to the cheapening of movie special effects brought about by technological advances, and the diversification and refinement of audience tastes also played a role in fueling the popularity.

So at that time, "I Am Legend" was not drowned in a pile of stunt bad movies. Of course, Will Smith's wonderful performance and excellent script also made it shine. There are superstars, stories, acting skills, beauties, and scenes. What else do you want?

Yes, it’s the music that makes you cry at the critical moment!

Bian Lang will never forget that in the deserted city, Smith strode forward with a rifle slung over his shoulder, and a loyal dog ran beside him. This is a human crisis spreading across the world, and all the affected humans have turned into zombies that eat their own flesh and blood.

Smith stayed in the empty city. In order to develop an antiviral formula, he went out to look for food during the day. When night fell, he had to seal his residence completely to avoid the zombie army.

The desolate doomsday scene can be seen at any time. If it were not for the strong-willed people, they might have committed suicide in despair in loneliness and waiting. But the song that came out of his player was the song of hope "Three Little Birds".

Imagine a sunny morning, three little birds landed on the doorstep, singing to people: "Don't worry about anything, because everything will be fine."

Lyrics like this tell of a tender scene that everyone has seen in their lives, a small moment of joy. A little dreamlike, a little fairy-tale-like. This lively melody represents the protagonist's remaining little flame of hope, jumping and burning while bathing the dog.

It is as incredible as a myth, yet it seems to come from the eternal heritage of human nature, beyond the falsehood of reality and logic, and in line with morality and life.

The music, which lasts only a few minutes, makes the whole movie brilliant. The audience's emotions will unconsciously drift to love and beauty, which is in sharp contrast with the bloody devouring outside the doors and windows.

After watching the movie, many people on Earth will become obsessed with the identity of the singer. Bob Marley has the huge halo of "the father of reggae music", so they will start to look for more wonderful reggae music from this song "Three Little Birds".

But for many fans at the scene, the type of music is never important, the lyrics and melody are the key. With such a loose and cheerful melody and such fairy-tale-like warm lyrics, this is undoubtedly a good song, and that is enough.

These lyrics were repeated over and over on the stage, seemingly as a consolation or as a message of faith, slowly spreading an optimistic mood.

Zhu Wen, who was watching the live broadcast in a busy place, felt mixed emotions when he saw the cryer who had changed his name to Mr. Turtle.

It is inevitable that Mr. Turtle will become popular with this song, the only difference is how popular he can be!

But the key is that if they are still in the magic disc, this will basically be difficult to happen.

This band, which I didn't think much of before, was completely transformed after joining the Rolling Stones. Any boss would be unhappy with this result.

Originally, he thought that since he had the copyright of the previous songs of The Wailers in his hands, they would come to discuss the copyright of the original songs at this Blueberry Music Festival.

He had already thought it through. If Pan Jianhu came to negotiate this time, he would just follow the market price and not ask for more.

But it really came to the end, and there was no one to wait for...

This attitude is actually indirectly telling Magic Disc that they no longer want the copyrights of those previous songs.

Zhu Wen didn't think they would be as unruly as he was, thinking of acting first and asking for permission later. Now that he heard them singing the copyrighted "Three Little Birds", Zhu Wen couldn't be open-minded.

Although this song has appeared before, many people in the circle don’t know about it.

Inspired by the song, the commander and his friends had already gotten out of the container and were joining the crowd in having fun.

While Luo Lin was snapping his fingers in a backbeat, he said to the commander, "I think Bian Lang is good at all kinds of music, except for singing Peking opera."

The commander wanted to say “I think so too”, but when he thought of the operatic singing in Bian Lang’s previous songs, the words on his lips became: “Who knows! Maybe he will really write it one day!”

After listening to the song, Ma Yuan went over the lyrics again. While he liked it, he felt himself getting angry again.

Songs of this subject matter are both easy and difficult to write.

It is easy to write because the threshold for this kind of subject is too low. Anyone can come up with a bunch of great truths. Every year, he hears at least 1000 songs of this kind. Among them, he can remember the names of no more than three songs.

It's not so hard to write, but it's hard to write well! The lyrics are too homogenous, and the melody is too ordinary, making it hard to remember.

"Three Little Birds" is different. Although the English lyrics are direct and simple, coupled with the unique relaxed backbeat rhythm of reggae, it feels like the lyrics enter your body through your ears and blend into your blood.

Even if you don't know the meaning of the lyrics, as long as you listen to it once or twice, you will be able to hum along whenever you hear it again. Once you accidentally know the meaning of the lyrics, you will suddenly wake up: "Oh! So this is what the lyrics mean, no wonder I want to listen to it when I'm upset!"

This is the case in China. If this song were to go to English-speaking areas, its popularity would be incredible.

The English rock songs that Bian Lang wrote before were good, but the themes of "Fade To Black" and "Comfortably Numb" were too profound, and the target audience was ultimately a problem.

"The Angel" is another song with strong fan attributes and regional characteristics. If we ignore the specific group of fans, the resonance will not be that strong.

But this song is different. The relaxed melody brings out a simple truth, and anyone can sing it with a guitar. In addition to the black skin attribute of reggae, Ma Yuan believes that the popularity of this song in Europe and America, as well as Africa and America, will definitely push Bian Lang, a Chinese musician, to a world-class level.

If Goose Egg Music had not done those things at the time, they would have had a share of the world market.

But now...

On this point, Olaf's view is consistent with Ma Yuan's.

The only disagreement is that he hopes that when the song is released in Europe, there will be an additional version sung by Bian Lang himself.

He has also sent the recorded demo to DGM headquarters, asking them to see if the company has a suitable black singer and to try to perform another version.

Bian Lang supported this point. After all, no matter how hard he tried, some things would always be just a little bit lacking.

Just like when foreigners sing Peking Opera, no matter how good they are, they always lack the flavor. Bian Lang hopes that there will be someone with reggae blood who can reproduce this song to the same level as the original Earth!

……

At this moment, Guo Sichu had already followed the chorus to the tent behind the stage where Bian Lang and the others were resting.

During the previous rehearsal, Guo Sichu was wrapped up quite tightly, and Liu Ziyang's clever move of shutting off the microphone prevented her from being exposed.

But today is different. If she wants to play perfectly, she must have the cooperation of these three.

After revealing his identity, the man who was singing in the voice actually covered his mouth with his hands so as not to alert other people outside the tent.

He was thinking: "This is the queen of pop. I barely have a chance to sing a backing vocal for her, but now..."

The other two girls were equally surprised, but what they thought was not as simple as that of the straight man.

"Later Chu came to the scene, and Dong Youbian was not there... This drama is so exciting... This is what the entertainment industry should be like!"

After Guo Sichu explained the situation clearly, the man said with an extremely excited trembling voice: "Okay...Okay, we will definitely cooperate with you! But...but, what about the first few songs?"

Guo Sichu: "I brought a cloak."

"What about the camera teacher?"

Guo Sichu: "Liu Ziyang will explain other things."

As Guo Sichu said, Liu Ziyang was already coordinating these things. The reason why he didn't say anything before was to block the news to the greatest extent. Bian Lang's position in Rolling Stone was no joke. If he wasn't careful, he might be sold out.

So when You Xuefeng, who was hosting the recording, heard about this, he could only give a thumbs up and say, "You guys really know how to have fun!"

The Blueberryization of Lancang-Mekong International has already begun. The TV station has taken advantage of the Blueberry Music Festival this time, but it is impossible for them to directly broadcast a music festival of such a long duration. They can only come here to record the materials first, and then go back to edit the compilation for broadcast.

You Xuefeng was still thinking about the report on the music festival, so he could only roughly cut out a short news report.

Now that we have this great gift from Guo Sichu, we will make a quick cut of this segment and put it on the relevant new media platforms tomorrow.

"If we think about the content carefully, we can even make an entertainment news. Bian Lang is really a news-making machine... Yuxi Tourism is really lucky this time. Not only did Bian Lang write a song specifically for Fuxian Lake, but he also brought Guo Sichu here. This wave of wealth and prosperity, it depends on whether they can catch it!"

With this in mind, You Xuefeng gave some instructions for the relevant cameras and called the person in charge of the energy-capacity group to inform them.

After receiving the news, the director of the small station immediately informed the traffic projection department and asked them to make some relevant preparations for the traffic projection during that period.

After all, this is Queen Chu's first time to perform at a music festival, and in this way.

No matter what the final performance is like, it will definitely be a hot topic.

All the people at the scene who received the news had similar reactions, and they all felt that this job was becoming more and more interesting.

At this time, in the private room of Fanhua, several people were looking forward to Mr. Turtle's "Boys Don't Cry".

"Are we going to wait until this song is finished before putting it on the trending searches?" Zhu Wen was in charge of the specific operations. Xiang Kun just wanted to confirm the timing, and he also wanted to make some arrangements himself.

"There's no rush anyway. Just go and take advantage of the hottest moment. Later, it will be Bian Lang's turn. If there is another hot topic, it will be even better."

"Yiliang, this time the turtle sang "Three Little Birds". Seeing the effect on the scene, you can follow along offline. I will figure out how to operate it online."

When Zhu Wen mentioned this again, Li Yiliang agreed directly: "Well, we have almost arranged it. When this song becomes more popular, we will not only sing it live, but also make videos."

Li Yiliang no longer cares about how to operate on the edge.

But he really likes this song. It may sound a bit ironic, but he relied on this song to get through the most desperate time when he was driving an online ride-hailing car in Chuncheng.

It's just that he didn't listen to Bian Lang singing, but played and sang by himself. Only in this way did he feel that the belief in music was supporting him to continue. At that time, he sang too much by himself, and some abnormal thoughts came into his mind.

For example, people like Bian Lang are not worthy of writing such songs!

Now he also firmly believes that only someone like him who has experienced despair can interpret the essence of this song. He has also discussed with Tan Lian that when this song is performed, he will be the lead singer and Tan Lian will help him with the chorus.

While thinking about things, he sang along with the melody coming from the computer: "I will describe to you a soul, it has an everlasting youth, every time night falls, it will sing softly..."

Although it is not as universal as "Three Little Birds", it is still one of the top-level songs in the Chinese reggae circle on Earth.

The other members of the band looked at Li Yiliang at this time and actually felt that "Liang is here, why is there Lang?" The two of them were in the same band before, and they even felt that Li Yiliang might not be able to do some things!

As for the stitching of "Ode to Loneliness", when they were privately reviewing the score, they all felt that there was something interesting.

"Boy, don't cry, you are an orphan in this beautiful world, but where is my heart, my home..." The voice of Li Yiliang singing in the private room has drowned out the voice of the lead singer of Turtle.

Because this paragraph is truly his inner monologue!

There is no need to talk about his heart, let alone where his home is.

His hometown is there, but he really can't go back to face it.

At this moment, he felt somewhat absurdly that Bian Lang was still the brother who understood him the most, and even felt that this song was written for him.

He is the orphan of that beautiful world, but his home and the people who love him are gone! Even if he closes his eyes, he can't hear the voice that says it loves him.

Just like those souls floating above the city, they can only follow the music and sing over and over again:

"boy boy boy isolation, bye bye bye bye bye One night stand, Dance dance dance in nowhere, Don't don't don't don't don't be afrai..."