Chapter 102: Liu Yifei Records a Song

July 30, 2002, Hong Kong Mui-Music Music Company.

"Mui" means "Mei". This is Mei Yanfang's own music company, which has a series of businesses such as record production and distribution, agency business, and singer packaging and promotion.

This company, established in 1999, has successively cultivated well-known singers such as Grasshopper, Andy Hui, Patrick Tam, Denise Ho, and Peng Jingci.

In the original space, after Mei Yanfang passed away in 2003, she transferred 0.01% of the shares to her agent Wang Minhui in her will, and authorized her to be fully responsible for the company's affairs.

As a result, her mother and brother seized power and malicious litigation, eventually causing Wang Minhui to give up the shares.

Mei Music also fell into the hands of the trust company and faded away from the world.

Today, Mei Music welcomed the youngest client in the company's history, Liu Yifei.

"Little brother, you are very attentive to this girl?"

Boss Lu grinned: "She is my cash cow. I have to make her popular to make money."

Mei Yanfang saw through it but didn't say it, but at this time she felt some sympathy for the employees of her studio.

Whether it was the recording engineer or the accompaniment, they were all a bit helpless about the little mainland beauty in the recording studio...

Little Liu, oh Little Liu, it's fine that you look good, but your singing is also so-so.

"Yifei, don't be too anxious in this section. You can enter after the positive triad of the song opening is almost finished."

"Oh oh, okay!"

The little girl gritted her teeth, recalled the training at Zhang Yadong's studio for more than half a month, and bit the bullet and started over.

Mei Yanfang looked at her as if she saw herself when she was young. Of course, there was no comparison in terms of talent, but the degree of effort was common.

"Ah Kuan, these songs of yours are indeed very suitable for her."

Boss Lu secretly smiled bitterly. He used all his memories to search for the memories of one scene after another in KTV in his previous life.

Except for the white thighs and the trysts in the bathroom, he barely put together four or five songs with a girlish style for Liu Yifei.

In terms of movies or TV series projects, he had them all in his hands, but he was really not good at music. It was difficult for him to recall and replicate songs that were not particularly popular.

This is when professional record companies play a role. He simply hummed, had a prototype, and then through the processing of professionals, these songs could be released to the world.

This EP contains a total of 5 songs.

*Warm*, *Sakura Grass*, *Love Ya Love Ya*, *Big Big World*, *Initial Dream*.

They are all warm, healing, girlish, and there are also positive themes like *Initial Dream*.

The reason why an English song was added was mainly to consider the Southeast Asian market.

After all, doing packaging and distribution through Mei Yanfang's company in Hong Kong, the audience is not only the mainland, which is also the reason for choosing Mei Music instead of Zhang Yadong's studio.

And Liu Yifei's English level is enough to handle it.

After recording for a day, Little Liu, whose throat was about to smoke, sat on the second-floor terrace of Mei Yanfang's house, her hands folded on the coffee table, her chin resting weakly.

Weak and helpless...

Liu Xiaoli was busy preparing dresses for her daughter in Beiping, and it would take two more days to come and gather. Yang Siwei had to go back to the Communication University of China to take the final exam. Only Seeing Lu Kuan accompanied her on this trip.

Boss Lu didn't tease her with poisonous tongue again. He sympathized with the little girl's current psychological state.

Recording an album is not at all like what is written in entertainment novels, copying a few songs and singing them blindly.

For a non-professional singer like Liu Yifei, or even a music novice, doing this is very strenuous.

We often hear the saying of grassroots actors and grassroots singers.

Indeed, some actors and singers with natural talent can show good business ability without professional skill training and academic learning.

But singers are still more difficult than actors.

Take recording an album, for example. If you want to record an album in a professional record company, the singer must at least possess the basic music theory knowledge of the twelve-tone temperament.

Just like what Mei Yanfang said to Seeing Lu Kuan in the recording studio today, without these professional knowledge, the singer cannot establish the most basic modal cognition.

What is modal cognition?

It means that a singer must know how to look at the musical score to adjust their ups and downs, height, and cooperate with the band and accompaniment to complete the work.

On a deeper level, she needs to have cognition of the emotional understanding of chords, harmony theory, and type rhythm tension.

Because every chord is endowed with a certain emotional tendency by the composer, for example, the first-level chord requires the singer to extend the sound, sing lightly, or handle it with a soft voice;

The fourth-level chord requires explosive power, a sense of power, and cooperation with the band's strong mix to achieve the effect and become the content in the ears of the audience in the album.

Obviously, Liu Yifei, who started halfway, had already lost herself in these professional pits and couldn't extricate herself.

Even if these songs chosen are relatively simple.

Seeing Lu Kuan had no way to deal with this. He could guide her in acting, but he was even worse than Liu Yifei in singing.

"Don't be dejected, accompany me for a walk."

The sun was setting, and the safety factor of the luxury residential area where Heng'an Pavilion was located was also high. Boss Lu decided to take his own little employee to relax.

Liu Yifei raised her eyelids and glanced at him, and went down the stairs reluctantly.

"Walk on the left, idiot."

Boss Lu looked at the cute little girl who walked on the right side of the big road as soon as she went out, and quickly pulled her to his left.

"Oh... forgot."

The two walked forward in silence.

The wet and salty sea breeze blew from the hillside, and there were very few vehicles and pedestrians coming and going, which slightly relieved Liu Yifei's irritability.

"Little Lu, do you think I'm too stupid, not good at acting, and not good at singing?"

Boss Lu didn't hit her: "Do you think you are comparing yourself with Sister Mei, thinking she is good at everything."

"Hmm."

"Actually, you are only missing one thing compared to her."

"What?"

"Life experience."

The young man and woman leaned on the railing on the hillside under the sunset. The faint afterglow of the sunset shone on Liu Yifei's skin-breaking side face. Seeing Lu Kuan could even see the fine fluff on her face.

It's just that the owner of this pretty face was still frowning.

"Life experience?"

Seeing Lu Kuan induced: "Sister Mei went on stage to sell singing at the age of 4, running the pier. Her experience and tempering were perfectly presented on the stage and the big screen."

"How old are you? The road ahead is long, there is no need to be so anxious."

Liu Xiaoli was not by her side, but Seeing Lu Kuan seemed to give her a strong sense of security, and Liu Yifei also told her heart.

"Sister Mei's life was very bitter when she was a child, and my heart was very bitter when I was a child."

"Mom and Dad divorced very early. At that time, we still lived in Wuhan. I lost my temper and didn't want Grandma to take me, so I kept pestering Mom."

"At that time, she was still dancing. I liked watching her dance *The Death of the Swan* the most. She danced on stage, and I watched with my chin supported below."

"I fell in love with acting at that time. Mom gave up dancing for me, and I want to fulfill her wish."

"Later, we moved, went abroad, and I wasn't very happy abroad. I was always bullied by American children and couldn't integrate into them."

The little girl turned her head and asked: "Do you think these count as life experience?"

Seeing Lu Kuan sighed in his heart. Different stages of life have different sufferings.

For the 4-year-old Mei Yanfang, being beaten by her mother with a wooden stick and forced to run the pier and sell singing was of course an unbearable painful memory.

But for the 10-year-old Liu Yifei, the divorce of her parents and the disintegration of the little princess's happy family was already a mountain that made her breathless.

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