Pengcheng.

A music studio owned by Goose Factory.

After Jiang Xia finished singing in the recording studio, professional musicians commented:

"Ms. Jiang, your voice quality is great, and your rhythm and melody are also very accurate. You must have practiced it in KTV."

"Thank you, I have loved singing since I was a child." Jiang Xia smiled and nodded.

"However, the way you sang just now is not suitable for the style of this song." The musician said.

"Ah? What do you say?" Jiang Xia asked.

"Your voice is very crisp and sweet, suitable for songs with a bright rhythm." The musician explained:

"The rhythm of this song is relatively gentle, and it has a kind of temperament that is secretly hurt by the passage of time."

"So, you need to sing with a slightly sad tone when singing, but you can't be completely controlled by the sadness."

"Sorry, could you please demonstrate, I don't quite understand." Jiang Xia said.

"No problem. Try to lower your voice, like this, for the rest of your life..." The musician demonstrated.

"For the rest of my life..." Jiang Xia hummed slowly.

"Yes, that's the feeling. Add a little more guttural sound and resonate at the same frequency, and it will have more texture." The musician demonstrated again.

Jiang Xia hummed again.

Feel it.

"That's great, Miss Jiang, you are very enlightened. Let's try it first and see the effect."

"it is good!"

Outside the studio.

Brother Ma looked at a piece of paper seriously and fell into deep thought.

Chang Le sat opposite him, drinking tea and looking at the busy traffic downstairs outside the window, naturally relaxed.

Just now, in the communication with Brother Xiao Ma, Chang Le did not tell him some vague principles or theories.

Instead, he used a very straightforward tone to determine the direction of the future Internet trend.

Then I drew a rough mind map with a pen.

Use a mind map to explain what kind of business model it is.

This is equivalent to piercing the window paper that Xiao Ma has been thinking and snooping on.

Such a straightforward judgment made Brother Ma feel a little hesitant.

"Mr. Chang, I should understand what you are saying. Is this model really so influential?" Xiao Ma asked.

"I personally think it is very important." Chang Le nodded:

"If you recently launched WeChat to let Goose Factory catch the mobile Internet shuttle bus, if you can stand and go all the way..."

"Then this model will most likely be the single-room soft sleeper of the mobile Internet in the next ten years."

Chang Le said so definitely that Brother Ma couldn't help but take a deep breath.

For other people to say this, Xiao Ma would just smile and not comment.

But for Chang Le, Brother Ma must pay attention.

Seeing Brother Ma's expression of hesitating to speak and stopping to act, Chang Le smiled and said:

"Mr. Ma, I know you must be thinking, why doesn't Leda Investment develop or invest in such an important model?"

"Haha, to tell you the truth, I do have this idea." Xiao Ma smiled frankly.

"Actually, the reason is very simple. We don't want to enter the Internet." Chang Le said concisely and comprehensively.

…………

The morning passed.

Jiang Xia walked out of the recording studio, the excitement in her eyes not completely dissipated.

"Chang Le, I'm done recording."

"Is the recording finished? How was the effect?" Chang Le asked.

"I think it's okay." Jiang Xia said.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Chang, Miss Jiang's song has been recorded. The effect is very good and the standard is very high." The person in charge of the studio followed him out of the recording studio and introduced:

"Although Miss Jiang is not a professional singer, she is very talented and is very suitable to be a singer."

"Come on, let's go in and listen to the effect. As for becoming a singer, it depends on the attitude of Mr. Chang and Miss Jiang." Xiao Ma said.

"Do you want to be a singer?" Chang Le asked Jiang Xia.

"Forget it. It's okay to have fun occasionally, but treating your hobby as a job will ruin it." Jiang Xia shook his head.

"Smart!" Chang Le praised.

In the recording studio, Chang Le and Xiao Ma put on headphones and listened to Jiang Xia's solo "The Rest of My Life".

After listening to one paragraph, Xiao Ma was completely shocked and showed an expression of surprise.

Well, before Chang Le and Jiang Xia sang together, Chang Le completely dragged Jiang Xia down.

There is no drag now. Under Jiang Xia's solo performance, Xiao Ma just thinks it sounds good, very good.

As for Chang Le, after comparing multiple versions, he felt that Jiang Xia's version sounded better than the many versions he had heard in his previous life.

In the melancholy, confused and helpless guitar sound.

Jiang Xia's singing style changed from the crisp and bright singing style that Chang Le knew.

It turns into a whisper, a straightforward narrative, and a slow evolution.

The evolution of sound is full of the vicissitudes of time, the precipitation of time, and the desolation after the sonorous sound.

Her voice is no longer as featureless as before, but has sonorous and powerful recognition, which is extremely magnetic and layered.

Just like a perfume, the fragrances of the top, middle and bottom notes advance in sequence, each is different and quiet and profound.

As the singing continued, such a picture naturally appeared in Chang Le's mind.

Between lovers, after falling in love.

Facing the trivial daily life, we argue, consume, and drag each other down...

We gave up several times but were reluctant to leave, bonded with each other, stepped back and turned around a thousand times.

Finally, I learned restraint through tolerance, found compromise through tolerance, and grasped the true meaning of love through reluctance.

No longer struggle with the boundaries between love and family, passion and warmth.

Chic and devoted, calm and calm.

After listening, Brother Ma applauded:

"Miss Jiang, your voice is lingering and sweet, and you sing really well."

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Ma." Jiang Xia smiled brightly and looked at Chang Le.

Chang Le naturally did not hesitate to praise: "It is a low-pitched whisper, melodious, like the gurgling water of a mountain stream, like the rolling waves of the sea, it is wonderful."

"Is it really that good? It's too exaggerated." Jiang Xia didn't believe it.

Chang Le said: "It's so good. Mr. Ma, you should be popular, right?"

Brother Ma said: "It's not just a fire, it's going to be a big hit. It will go online tonight and be promoted on the front page. How to calculate the copyright fee?"

Chang Le said: "The copyright fee will be paid to Jiangxia based on the market price."

Brother Ma smiled and said, "No problem."

There are many girls who can sing.

But there is only one girl who can sing, has the capital to fuel the flames, and has a husband willing to help.

in the afternoon

When Xiao Ma returned to the company, he immediately convened the management team to study and discuss the model described by Chang Le.

Research discussions continued from the afternoon until late at night.

Dinner is also packaged and delivered to the conference room by the administrative department.

The more Xiao Ma and team members studied and discussed, the more they felt that this model was not simple.

There is a lot to write about and a lot of depth to dig into, so:

"pony, which department will implement it?"

"No, we will allocate capable personnel to establish a separate department. This department will not accept the jurisdiction of other departments and will be managed by me personally."

That night, Jiang Xia's song was released online.

Lyrics and music: Anonymous

Singer: Miss Xiao Xia

Goose Factory Music Department did the headline promotion.

Label the song title with an eye-catching color and it will go viral.

Night owls who listened to this song stayed awake most of the night.

Crazy comments in the song comment area, read comments, write comments...

"This song is so nice. I have listened to it more than ten times. I am still listening and can't stop listening. Who is Miss Xiao Xia? After searching, it seems that this is the only song."

"I think Miss Xiaoxia must be a gentle and infatuated girl."

"The songwriter is actually unknown. Who is so free and easy to think that fame is beneficial to nothing?"

"Come on? What can be promoted by Goose Factory headlines is an unknown person? Maybe it is the work of a well-known songwriter."

At first, the comments were trivial and casual, and then gradually moved closer to EMO.

"Suddenly I realized that I was still thinking of you. It would have been nice if I had persisted a little longer!"

"Things that leave will eventually leave, even if they are very close, they will not stay together for the rest of their lives."

"The song was very nice, and I was fine too. I didn't cry or... didn't laugh."

"How should I explain my mood after listening to this song?"

"Some opportunities only come once in a lifetime. If you miss it, you will miss it. Even if you can go back to the past, it will no longer be the same as before, whether it is people or things. Alas..."

"Drinking the strongest wine, blowing the biting wind, singing soulful songs, everything is irrelevant, just role-playing."

“Whose hand holds whose hand, who listens to whose song and makes whose tears?”

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