Divorce at the beginning forced to become a full-time artist

There is no doubt that this piece is a success!

And it's just electronically synthesized sounds.

If it is mixed and matched by professional luthiers and drummers, this piece will definitely show a better effect.

Afterwards, Ye Wencheng read the lyrics attached to the song again.

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My son, I will go out for a leisurely trip to the west of the city

Others ride horses, I don't ride

Unwilling to be a son-in-law

Although the family has a wife and no one to rely on

The Tiger Falls in Pingyang Pass

I don't lock my heart

happy today

striding meteor I push the door to go

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When seeing the lyrics, a picture immediately appeared in Ye Wencheng's mind.

Although he was called a son by others, he couldn't ride a horse; he was very unwilling to be a son-in-law who became a married man. There was a gentle wife at home but he couldn't rely on him...

Ye Wencheng also read the request for the theme song sent by Liying Film and Television.

After he listened to the song, he found that both the tune and the lyrics matched the theme of the TV series so well!

"It seems that this is really a very good piece of music!" Ye Wencheng murmured.

then.

Ye Wencheng suddenly recalled a sentence in his head.

It seems that the little boss just said that he gave the song to Manager Jiao, but Manager Jiao didn't listen and said that the little boss was just kidding?

Thinking of this, Ye Wencheng's face immediately darkened.

Chapter 101 The Brightest Star in the Composition Department

Thinking of this, Ye Wencheng's face immediately darkened.

He first forwarded the mail to the coke oven student, and then walked directly to the composition department.

Pushing open the frosted glass door of the composition department, Ye Wencheng shouted, "Manager Jiao, come out."

The bearded Lao Jiao hurried out of the office.

Ye Wencheng: "Did you see the song that was sent to your email just now?"

Jiao Lusheng: "I saw it, but I haven't had time to listen to it yet, General Manager Ye."

Ye Wencheng: "Connect it to the audio equipment and play it, let everyone in the composition department listen to it."

Jiao Ovensheng was a bit strange, but he had to follow the general manager's words, and after a quick operation, a stiff electronic synthesized sound came out from the office stereo.

Although electronically synthesized.

But the atmosphere and lightness it comes with still makes everyone in the composition department feel relaxed and happy, as if the suppressed nerve cells have been relieved a little at this moment.

After the first play, Jiao Lusheng was a little surprised: "General Manager Ye, who wrote this song...? It's pretty good."

Ye Wencheng sneered: "Play it twice and listen carefully."

Then, the stereo played again.

After playing it three times, many composers in the entire composition department looked at each other, and then couldn't help nodding: "This song is really good, very cheerful and smooth, and the emotion is quite in place, and it also brings With a playful feeling, I feel that this song is really wonderful as the theme song of "Zuo Son-in-law."

"Isn't it written by a great composer from a big music company?"

"Is there any lyrics? If the lyrics can be matched well with the song, this song can sell at least 10,000+ or ​​even 30 or [-] records."

Even though he always walks in the company and wants to raise his head to the sky, Xie Haoran, who is known as the company's ace composer, keeps frowning and thinking after hearing this song, holding a pen and drawing on the paper, as if What is recorded.

Hearing everyone's low-pitched discussions, Ye Wensheng said: "Manager Jiao, I have some words in the email I sent you. You can print out the words and distribute them to everyone."

The coke oven student nodded quickly, and returned to the office to print out eight sheets of paper and hand them out one after another.

Everyone looked down at the lyrics on the paper one by one.

After reading it, everyone's breathing was slightly stagnant.

"This poem has a sense of imagery, and it is relaxed and humorous inside and outside the words, and it feels a bit unwilling to be a son-in-law."

"The words and the melody match very well. If I can find a more suitable singer to sing, I feel that this song may even become popular."

"This song is definitely more than enough to be the theme song of "Zuo Son-in-law"!"

They discussed one by one, and then everyone's eyes fell on Ye Wensheng.

"Boss Ye, who wrote this song?"

"That's right, which big music company's big composer wrote it?"

Facing everyone's questioning, Ye Wensheng snorted, "It was written by our company's composition department."

The composition department was quiet, you looked at me and I looked at you, the eyes were full of strangeness and surprise.

"How come, who in our composition department has this ability?"

"The one who can write this song is at least the same as Xie Ge, or even a higher level than Xie Ge."

Jiao Ovensheng also looked curiously at the general manager Ye Wensheng: "Mr. Ye, who is the big guy in our composition department who wrote this song? Logically speaking, I should be the first one to write such a good song." You heard it right."

The seven or eight people in the composition department looked at each other, their eyes full of speculation and doubt.

Ye Wensheng sneered, and said in a strange voice: "Old Jiao, you didn't even listen to this piece of music at the time, and instead you said that the composer was making a fuss."

Ye Wensheng's voice fell, Jiao Lusheng frowned and fell into a state of thinking.