Entertainment: Write songs with your life, the whole network begs me not to die

Chapter 273 Mao Xiaoyi can also go to the Spring Festival Gala!
The rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala was in progress, and Lin Shen's program was in the middle.

In order to take care of Lin Fan's body, Chief Director Liu Zhenfei pushed him into a chair and told him to sit properly.

Lin Fan felt a little helpless, he wasn't old, weak, sick, or disabled, was he?
"Mr. Lin Fan, we want to make a singing appointment with you." Linghua came and sat beside Lin Fan, her face full of anticipation.

The "Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" that Lin Fan made for them before became popular all over the country. Because of this song, they were invited to the Spring Festival Gala.

Lin Fan did not refuse Linghua's request, but nodded immediately.

The rehearsal was halfway through, and it was time for Lin Shen to play.

Lin Shen sang "I Really Want to Love This World" completely. Even after listening to it many times in the streets and alleys, this song is still very moving.

At the same time, Lin Shen's singing skills are also surprising. After all, this is the Spring Festival Gala, and the whole process will be broadcast live without any tuning. Whatever you sing is what you sing.

"Lin Fan, I want to discuss something with you." Liu Zhen came to Lin Fan's side with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Seeing this, Linghua quickly moved away from her seat and let Liu Zhen sit down.

"Tell me." Lin Fan shifted his gaze from Lin Shen on the stage to Liu Zhen.

"It's like this, this, this, one of the singing performances, a singer's family has passed away, and he can't come, so I want to ask you, are you still on stage and can sing another song?"

Speaking of which, this is a good thing.

"I do have someone here."

Regarding candidates, Lin Shen immediately thought of Mao Xiaoyi.

"That's great, then I'll leave this matter to you." Liu Zhen held Lin Fan's hand with a thankful expression on his face.

After Lin Shen's rehearsal was over, Lin Fan took him away in a hurry.

After returning to the company around twelve o'clock, Lin Fan called Mao Xiaoyi urgently.

"Do you want to go to the Spring Festival Gala performance?"

Hearing this, Mao Xiaoyi froze for a moment, unable to realize what happened for a while.

And Lin Fan wouldn't give him too much time to be dazed: "At the Spring Festival Gala, we're going to use a new song. I've already thought about the new song. Are you sure you can sing it well?"

Lin Shen on the side has been poking Mao Xiaoyi, trying to make him wake up, this is the Spring Festival Gala, it must be done if it doesn't work!
"Teacher Lin Fan, I think I can." Mao Xiaoyi nodded firmly after regaining his senses.

This was beyond Lin Fan's expectation, he thought Mao Xiaoyi would be unsure.

Now that Mao Xiaoyi said it was all right, Lin Fan immediately took out his pen and began to compose the music: "Well, let's stay up late to practice tonight."

Hearing these words, Lin Shen frowned: "Mr. Lin Fan, you should stop staying up late, your body."

"Then you can sing well?"

One sentence suppressed what Lin Shen wanted to say.

Well, without the guidance of Teacher Lin Fan, they simply couldn't practice a new song in one night.

Seeing that the two of them no longer had any objections, Lin Fan began to compose songs quickly.

After about two hours, Lin Fan stopped writing.

Lin Shen glanced at the clock on the wall, and had to say, as expected of Teacher Lin Fan, the speed was really ridiculously fast.

This was also the fastest time for Lin Shen to see Lin Fan composing.

"Take a look." Handed the song to Mao Xiaoyi.

A flash of amazement flashed in Mao Xiaoyi's eyes, he couldn't believe it, Lin Fan only spent two hours writing this.

"Wake up naturally at 07:30 every morning, and the wind chimes will ring, and the clouds will be very light for another day."

Mao Xiaoyi couldn't help humming, he really liked this song, it seemed as if it was specially made for him.

When they came to the recording studio, Xiao Zhang was already waiting for them.

Xiao Zhang has no complaints about not being able to go home. After all, his company has produced three big bosses who can go to the Spring Festival Gala!
Mao Xiaoyi entered the recording studio and started humming the song in his hand little by little along with the music.

Now that time is running out, I can only recite while familiarizing myself with it.

Lin Fan didn't go in until Mao Xiaoyi, he needed to let Mao Xiaoyi explore the song by himself, so that he could become more familiar with the song.

The sun was gradually setting, and only the recording studio in the whole building was lit.

"Mr. Lin Fan, let's eat first." Lin Shen bought food from outside.

Lin Fan gestured to Mao Xiaoyi to let him come out.

Although he has practiced for a long time, in order to protect his throat, every once in a while, he will let Mao Xiaoyi drink some water and rest.

After dinner, Lin Fan saw that Mao Xiaoyi was basically familiar with the melody of the whole song, so he went in to guide him in some details.

"This song doesn't need too much technique, it mainly uses a calm voice, through a slow and melodious melody, to tell the beauty of life, the most important thing is to tell, and you need to inject emotion into it. "

Listening to Lin Fan's words, Mao Xiaoyi seemed to understand but half understood.

"These lyrics are very simple, but it is up to you to comprehend if you want to sing out the rich emotions in the rare and common life scenes that can be seen everywhere."

Mao Xiaoyi nodded, then looked at the lyrics, and continued to devote himself to the song.

"I wake up naturally at 07:30 every morning, and the wind chime is ringing, and the clouds are very light for another day.

The smell of drying clothes is very reassuring, everything is soft and peaceful~”

It has to be said that Mao Xiaoyi has a certain talent for this kind of songs, listening to his singing, Lin Fan nodded.

The rhythm of the music and the voice of the singing were all right, and even the tone of the voice was what Lin Fan wanted.

but.

Lin Fan frowned, lacking in emotion, everything in the whole song was perfect, but lacking in emotion.

"Okay, rest and rest."

After one song, Lin Fan left the recording studio.

Lin Shen looked at Mao Xiaoyi who came out with bright eyes outside: "Maomao, you are really good, this song is really good."

After resting for about half an hour, Mao Xiaoyi continued to go in to practice singing.

As the night approached, Mao Xiaoyi had practiced the song very proficiently, and it had been firmly memorized in his head.

Looking at Mao Xiaoyi who came out of the recording studio, Lin Fan sighed: "You sing very well, but don't you feel any shortcomings."

In a word, Lin Shen who was at the side was taken aback, while Mao Xiaoyi nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, although he can now sing the song completely and skillfully without making mistakes, it is not perfect at all.

"I feel that I don't understand many things. I can sing to imitate this feeling, but it is still not the feeling in my heart."

Mao Xiaoyi summed it up perfectly, and Lin Fan gave him an appreciative glance.

In the following time, Mao Xiaoyi tried his best to find that relationship.

The alarm clock rang, and it was four o'clock in the morning. Before I knew it, morning had come, and the sky outside was still as dark as midnight.

"Come on, let's go out."

Lin Fan called out Mao Xiaoyi who was practicing singing inside.

Glancing at Lin Shen and Xiao Zhang who were asleep, they walked out softly.

The two came to the street. Even before dawn, sanitation workers were already cleaning the roadside.

It was an old man with a hunched waist. Lin Fan stepped forward and handed him the water in his hand.

"Brother, rest and drink some water."

The old man froze for a moment, took the water, and then showed a smile on his wrinkled face: "Thank you, young man!"

(End of this chapter)