Chapter 214: Encounter
To produce a song, one must find a recording studio. Shangyi definitely has a recording studio, but don't be in a hurry. You have to record the demo of the song first, and let Director Miller make the final decision before producing the official version.
Now, she has to find a handy musical instrument first.
If she had taken this job earlier, she could have played it directly in the piano room, but now that she is out, she is too lazy to go back, so she walked directly toward the teaching building of the Music Academy.
This teaching building basically has music students. Many classrooms sometimes put some musical instruments for students to use. She will find an empty one, secretly play a piece of music, and put it back in its original place after playing. No one will find out.
It is currently class time, and many classrooms are sitting with students, some are learning cultural courses, and some are taking practical courses.
Luo Quan stretched her neck and walked in the corridor, wanting to find a classroom that has no one and also has suitable musical instruments.
However, from the first floor to the second floor, she didn't see any.
Fortunately, the teaching building has a total of six floors and more than 100 classrooms. It is impossible that she can't find one...
After shopping around, Luo Quan was dumbfounded. There really wasn't one!
I don't know if it's just the beginning of the semester, these public musical instruments haven't been placed in the classrooms yet. There are quite a few empty classrooms, but she didn't see a few musical instruments.
"I should have gone directly to the piano room." Luo Quan put her hands on her hips and sighed, feeling a bit miscalculated.
In fact, when she didn't find it on the third floor, she had already guessed that there were probably none, but she was just stubborn and didn't believe there wasn't one, but the fact slapped her face hard.
Just about to turn her head and honestly go to the piano room, she bumped into a girl head-on.
"Damn, the strength is quite big!" Luo Quan's chest was bumped coldly, and she staggered back a few steps, but this girl was even weaker than her and fell directly to the ground.
"Classmate, are you okay!" Luo Quan hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.
"Hiss..." The girl rubbed her butt. Although it hurt a bit, fortunately, she didn't fall on her tailbone.
"Sorry, I walked too fast, I didn't expect anyone in the classroom." The girl was wearing a duck-tongue cap, lowered her head to tidy up her clothes, and apologized to Luo Quan at the same time.
"It's okay, it's okay. You fell, I should be the one saying sorry to you." Luo Quan was smiling, but suddenly saw the violin on the girl's back, and her eyes lit up: "Classmate, are you a violin major student?"
"I am a Bel Canto major, minoring in violin..." The girl said and raised her head, finally seeing the appearance of the person in front of her clearly.
"You... are Luo Quan?!" The girl never expected to meet Luo Quan here in such a way.
"This is too coincidental..." Ai Wei muttered softly.
"It is quite coincidental." Luo Quan also nodded with a smile, "That... I need a musical instrument now, can you lend me your violin? Just play a song."
"Right here?" Ai Wei was stunned, but still took off the bag containing the violin on her back and handed it to Luo Quan.
"Right in the classroom." Luo Quan took the bag and walked into the classroom: "You really helped a lot. I searched a whole teaching building and didn't find one that could be used."
"Speaking of which, why are you in such a hurry to find a musical instrument?" Ai Wei closed the door and asked suspiciously.
Luo Quan explained with a smile: "I just took a job. A director asked me to compose a piece for his movie. He said the time is tight and asked me if I could be a little faster.
I said I could give you the demo of the song tonight. He didn't believe it and told me not to be so anxious. I told him to rest assured and wait for my good news, and then I immediately started looking for a suitable musical instrument.
I originally thought that in such a big teaching building, there would be a few suitable public musical instruments no matter what. Who knew I didn't see any until I found here. If it weren't for your timely appearance, I would only be able to go to the piano room."
"It's just the beginning of the semester now, the student union hasn't arranged for people to put the musical instruments in the classrooms yet." Ai Wei nodded, suddenly as if remembering something, and asked: "So, you started looking for a musical instrument after you agreed, right?"
"Uh... yeah." Luo Quan originally wanted to play directly, but didn't expect this girl to be quite smart. It seems she has to go through the motions first.
"Find the musical instrument first, and it's not too late to write it." Luo Quan took out paper and pen from her schoolbag while asking: "Are you here to occupy a seat or attend a class?"
"There is a class later."
"Don't worry, it won't take too long, ten minutes at most." Luo Quan said, and directly started writing the song title on the staff.
"Ten minutes? Is it really okay to be so fast..." Ai Wei originally wanted to ask something else, but seeing Luo Quan had already started writing musical notes, she just shut up directly.
Most music creators need absolute quiet when creating, and any noise might affect the melody generated in their minds.
Logically speaking, this should be a relatively long process, but Luo Quan told her ten minutes at most. To tell the truth, she didn't believe it.
She really wanted to see what kind of song could be written in these ten minutes!
Saying ten minutes, in fact, Luo Quan only spent half the time, and finished it in just over five minutes.
Of course, this is only the violin part. If a choir were to perform it, there would be several parts, which means several kinds of musical instruments would need scores.
But those are things for later. Now one copy is enough.
Putting down the pen, Luo Quan took out the violin from the bag.
Ai Wei widened her eyes, looked at Luo Quan, and then looked at the staff full of musical notes on the table: "That's it?"
"Yes, that's it." Luo Quan checked the violin without raising her head.
"It's simply outrageous!" Ai Wei exclaimed silently in her heart.
"Next, please be quiet. After playing this piece, it will be a complete success." Luo Quan discussed with Ai Wei, turned on the recording function of her phone, and then put the violin on her shoulder and held it with her chin.
Ai Wei also turned around and sat further away, preparing to enjoy Luo Quan's performance properly.
Luo Quan pulled the strings lightly to find the feeling.
Speaking of which, this is also her first time playing the violin. Before talking about temperament, in fact, the violin's improvement in temperament is no worse than the piano, and because the instrument is small and easy to move, the space for the player to play will be quite large.
Of course, although Luo Quan's violin technique is comparable to a senior violinist, improvisation has always been her hard injury. Forget about playing tricks, just play according to the steps.
However, this piece, even if played according to the steps, still has a magic that makes people amazed in an instant.
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After the music sounded, Ai Wei's muscles tightened in an instant, her blood boiled inadvertently, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably because of unknown excitement, and her cheeks to her neck were red, feeling dry and hot.
Simply put, it's burning!
"Ten minutes, this is just a piece she made in ten minutes!" Ai Wei roared unwillingly in her heart. Just such a piece of music is ten times more burning than any so-called hot-blooded national comic she has ever seen!
Does a person's talent really have such a big size? Ai Wei fell into deep thinking. She herself sometimes writes some songs, and always thought her songs were good in a self-admiring way, but compared with real geniuses, those of hers only deserve to be called noise.
In self-pity, Luo Quan had already finished playing the piece.
"Thank you very much this time." Luo Quan handed the packed violin to Ai Wei, who was still in a daze.
"You're welcome." Ai Wei took the violin, her tone a bit low.
"Chatting for so long, I still don't know what your name is?" Luo Quan felt that this girl was quite beautiful, and like her, had a head of blonde hair, looking very individual, so she wanted to get to know her.
Ai Wei pursed her lips and said: "Actually, I have two names. The current one was taken by my mother, called Ai Wei."
"And another one?"
"Called Zhao Yan, that was taken by my father when I was born."
"Zhao Yan..." Luo Quan suddenly felt that this name was very familiar.
With her excellent memory, she recalled for a while and remembered: "I remembered, a reporter mentioned you to me before. I don't know if the person who commented on me on the internet is you?"
"Reporter?" Zhao Yan was stunned first, then nodded: "I did comment on you on the internet, but I didn't have any other meaning, I just..."
Luo Quan waved her hand and smiled: "I read your comments. In fact, what you said is not wrong. My singing is indeed lacking some emotion. This can also be considered my hard injury.
On the contrary, I also went to listen to some of your songs."
"How is it?!" Ai Wei suddenly became excited. She really wanted to hear what kind of evaluation Luo Quan would make of her songs.
"I remember, you just said you are majoring in Bel Canto, right?"
"Yes."
Luo Quan was puzzled: "Then why are your songs all pop and punk rock?"
Ai Wei muttered: "I originally liked punk rock. Bel Canto was a mistake I made when I filled in the code for the volunteer. I originally wanted to learn pop."
Luo Quan smiled helplessly. It turns out that she is the same as her, a volunteer who filled in the wrong one. "I didn't listen to the songs, just looked at the lyrics. They have attitude and positive energy, but the comments and popularity don't seem to be very high."
Saying that, Luo Quan searched for Zhao Yan's name on Penguin Music. This is the name taken when Ai Wei was born, and also her stage name.
After the most popular song finished playing, the lyrics were actually quite good, but the music was a bit too experimental. In other words, it was not catchy enough and not popular enough.
Luo Quan told Ai Wei the crux of the matter, and she also shrugged: "I know, but there is no way. Those popular songs written out always feel very similar to others.
The old predecessors have long used up the good melodies, and I am not like you, who can write so many good songs that have never appeared before. That's probably because I don't have the talent for composition."
Luo Quan said seriously: "At least your voice is really suitable for singing punk, very rock, it's just that you lack a good opportunity, or rather, you lack a good song."
Luo Quan didn't have any prejudice against Ai Wei because of the conflict deliberately created by the media for the two before, but felt that she had
After listening to just one song, she felt that Awei's voice was very distinctive—it could be a hit!
More importantly, the system, which had been playing dead for over half a year, revived at this moment:
Congratulations! A new star with immense potential has been discovered. Star Cultivation Mission initiated!
To become a diva, achieving peak personal success is certainly important, but sometimes one can take a different path; after all, the mentor of a diva can sometimes be considered a diva herself.
Mission Requirement: Cultivate a star apprentice and help her reach the "Renowned" (Gold, Asia) level.
Mission Reward: Attribute Boost Card ×1, Rare Gacha Pack ×3.
Seeing this Attribute Boost Card, Luo Quan's breathing immediately quickened.
She had been waiting for this item for a long time; it had finally appeared in the mission rewards.
Ever since the mall sold out and the main mission remained stuck, Luo Quan's attributes had been stagnant.
Now that a mission had suddenly refreshed with an extremely rare Attribute Boost Card that had no restrictions, she had to get her hands on it no matter what!
Taking a deep breath, Luo Quan said to Awei, "How about it? Have you considered signing with my company and becoming my artist?"
"You... you have a company?" Awei was taken aback.
Luo Quan explained, "It's a shell company, actually. Although there aren't many people right now, the development prospects are quite good. The officially signed artists are Yanagi Junko and Jiang Jiang Yuner; if we count you, you'd be the third!"
If you sign with me, and you plan to release a new album, I can help you produce some popular songs to guarantee the album's success, and you can also include your own songs in it.
If the songs become hits, more people will be able to appreciate your work. Don't you agree?"
Hearing the grand promise Luo Quan painted for her, Awei felt her brain go a bit numb: "Let me process this... I, you... why do you want to sign me? And I even..."
Luo Quan interrupted directly, "It's simple: because you have potential. I think highly of you, and besides, what you said earlier was just an objective opinion; there was no malice in it."
Pausing for a moment, Luo Quan continued to coax her, "You just said that you also like punk rock. Although I don't know if you'll work in opera after graduation, if you become a hit as a punk rock singer now, it would be a realization of your life's value—definitely a good thing."
"And even if you sign, I will give you as much freedom as possible. I'm not like those black-hearted agencies that exploit an artist's value. If you become my employee, I won't set any profit targets for you. Most of the year will be vacation time, and I definitely won't take up any of your study time!"
The terms offered were simply too good—so good that Awei thought she was dreaming; she couldn't believe it!
However, after calming down, Awei felt this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a great chance to prove herself. If she missed it, she would definitely regret it for the rest of her life!
"I'm willing!" Awei raised her head and said earnestly.
End of Chapter
