Becoming a Global Superstar Starting as an Idol Trainee

Qian Jinyun looked at Chen Minhao with a blank face, shook his head, and said, "Brother Chen, I haven't heard of it, what does it mean?"

Chen Minhao said with a smile: "There are so many ethnic minorities in our country, so we can focus on the musical instruments of ethnic minorities! There are no bass instruments in ordinary traditional musical instruments, but there may not be suitable choices for ethnic minorities' musical instruments.

And to take a step back, Huaxia style does not mean that we completely isolate the use of Western instruments, such as guitars and cellos, we can also use them. If we don't use western musical instruments for the sake of the so-called Chinese style, I think this is an overly naive interpretation of the Chinese style. "

Qian Jinyun agreed, and said, "Brother Chen, do you have any recommended musical instruments?"

Chen Minhao said frankly: "Actually, I don't know much about music theory, so I can only give you advice on the direction. You can explore the specific details by yourself."

The reason why Chen Minhao decided to speak frankly was because Qian Jinyun just said that there are no bass instruments in traditional musical instruments, which made Chen Minhao understand the gap in vision.

Chen Minhao took a deep breath, and thought of what Teacher Shi Jiazhi said a few days ago, there is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art, so it's okay to admit your own shortcomings.

However, Qian Jinyun had a look of disbelief: "Brother Chen, if you don't understand music theory, how could you give me so much advice? Brother Chen, you are just too modest."

Chen Minhao smiled helplessly, and said, "Okay, go back and do it yourself. I won't interfere with the specific details."

Of course, I don't have the ability to intervene in the details. Chen Minhao silently added a sentence to himself.

Qian Jinyun sighed: "Chen Minhao, you are so kind. I was doing an arrangement for Li Mingda some time ago. He doesn't understand anything, and he likes to point fingers. I think he is very difficult to serve. Even Haidilao can't serve him. That kind is difficult to serve."

Chen Minhao originally thought that it would take Qian Jinyun a week to improve the demo of the accompaniment of "Fireworks Are Cold", but the next afternoon, that is, at noon on Thursday, when Chen Minhao was having lunch, the phone rang and Qian Jinyun called ,explain:

"Brother Chen, do you have time in the afternoon? I finished the demo of the arrangement."

The first time Chen Minhao saw Qian Jinyun, he noticed the dark circles under his eyes and the raised hair on the top of his head: "Brother Chen, listen to this version again. After I finished speaking with you yesterday, I directly found two people who understand." Friends of Chime and Dab, re-arrange."

Chen Minhao said in surprise: "You are moving too fast! You haven't slept all night, have you?"

"Why do you need to sleep for a long time when you are alive, and you will sleep forever after death." Qian Jin used his right hand to press the curled hair on the top of his head, and said, "Brother Hao, please listen first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he carefully took out the mp3 from his bag and handed it to Chen Minhao. Chen Minhao sang it directly in his mind, and found that it was very in tune with the melody in his heart.

Yesterday, Qian Jinyun completed the arrangement of "Fireworks Are Cold" in less than a week. Compared with himself, a new star in the music scene who only does music delivery, Qian Jinyun is a truly talented player.

Chen Minhao did not directly comment on the quality of the arrangement, but asked with a smile: "What is your future plan?"

"First change "Fireworks Are Cold" until you are satisfied, Brother Chen, and then finish the arrangement of "Thousands of Miles Away"."

"And after that?"

Qian Jinyun asked puzzledly: "Aren't you going to play two songs in this album?"

"What about after finishing the album?"

"Ah. I didn't think about it."

"Have you considered joining my team? I just focus on my arrangement. Of course, my manager will also help you with some assignments, but he will help you exclude difficult-to-serve singers like Li Mingda mentioned yesterday. "

Qian Jinyun suddenly became stuttering: "I, I. Can I do it? Brother Chen, I'm worried that I won't be able to keep up with your pace, and I'll hold you back!"

Chen Minhao smiled and said, "Actually, after compiling these songs, I think you are very capable and talented."

With a bit of pride in his reserve, Qian Jinyun said: "Actually, I really don't think I have any musical talent. Although I have a little achievement in music, it's not because of my musical talent, it's just that I can feel the "perfect" "What kind of thing is it, and then find out the distance between yourself and it."

Damn, you can pretend to be more aggressive than me, knowing the distance between your "perfection", isn't this the sense of music? What else?

Chen Minhao asked calmly: "Then are you willing to join my team?"

Qian Jinyun said: "As long as you don't dislike Brother Chen, of course I am willing, because I think Brother Chen is very powerful, and I can learn a lot from following you."

That night, after the rehearsal was over, Chen Minhao sent Kang Hui the news that the arrangement of "Fireworks Are Easy to be Cold" had been completed and that he had invited Qian Jinyun to join the studio.

After Kang Hui listened, he paused and sighed: "He is really a man who cannot be judged by his appearance."

"Sister Kang, don't say that in front of him!"

"Of course I know. You think I'm stupid!"

On Friday morning, Chen Qiang drove Kang Hui and Chen Minhao to the recording studio early in the morning. After Chen Minhao recorded a few songs, he became more and more familiar with the process of recording songs.

Wu Hongrong originally had some doubts about the traditional Chinese musical instruments used in the arrangement, but when Chen Minhao started to sing with the music, Wu Hongrong felt that he was really old, and the future world might be young people. up:

The integration of erhu and pipa, and the retro style of music make it easy for people to enter the world and reverie of Tang poetry and Song Ci. Chen Minhao's R\u0026B is quite innovative: its jumps, blues, transitions, and polysynthesis are well integrated with traditional instruments.

Wu Hongrong praised Qian Jinyun without hesitation: "Xiao Qian, the arrangement of this song is very good!"

Qian Jinyun said modestly: "Actually, it's Brother Chen who composes the music better, and Brother Hao gave me a lot of inspiration in the arrangement."

Chen Minhao's eyes widened and he asked puzzledly: "Inspiration, what inspiration do I give you? I told you yesterday that I really don't know anything about music arrangements."

"Oh, you're all on your own, Brother Chen, don't you need to be so modest?"

Chen Minhao wanted to cry but had no tears, I will go, even if I can maintain the character set, I will have to learn music theory in the future.

At noon on Friday, when Chen Minhao went to eat, Wu Hongrong rubbed his temples and said to Luo Tianyi and Kang Hui, "I know the quality of this song is very high. The words and music are good, but I worry a lot. People can’t understand the awesomeness of this song. Now the music scene is full of salivary songs, but the lyrics of this song are antique, even the arrangement is completely traditional instruments, I’m worried that the audience may not be able to accept it.”

Kang Hui flicked his bangs and said: "The first person to eat crabs may not be good, but we can't give up eating because of choking. Let's stop Chen Minhao from eating crabs."

Luo Tian thought carefully for dozens of seconds, and said: "The market will definitely accept it. Even if the audience can't understand this song now, what does it matter? Time will eventually prove everything. I think Chen Minhao is as beautiful as the morning light and stars. , Dazzling and gorgeous but also stable and plain.”

Kang Hui glanced at Luo Tianyi with strange eyes, and finally opened his mouth without speaking.