This strap is not a luxury brand, but it can be seen that it was carefully selected. There was also a small piece of paper in the box with the words "Happy Birthday" written on it.
There is no signature, but Ken is Ding Meng, and he recognizes her words.
After so many years, Ding Meng's handwriting is still similar to when she was reading, but if you look closely, it seems to be more scribbled than before.
Qiao Yichen held the box, and was alone for a while, then shook the mouse in his hand to release the computer screensaver, and found that Ding Meng's penguin was online.
He sent a message over.
Qiao Yichen: "The strap you gave me doesn't match my watch at all."
Soon, he received a reply from Ding Meng.
Mengmengda: "Then give it back to me, I'll find a hemp rope for you [smile]"
Qiao Yichen: "Why do you give me hemp rope?"
Mengmengda: "Because you owe [wink]"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
He smiled at the computer screen and typed in another line: "Although that watch strap doesn't match my watch, but if you think about it, I will reluctantly accept it."
Ding Meng didn't reply this time, and her avatar quickly went dark. Qiao Yichen was a little worried, shouldn't she really go looking for hemp rope
He got up from his seat and locked the door.
After the successful birthday, there is still an intensive rehearsal. Qiao Yichen has now postponed all the reservations for the recording studio, and spent most of his energy on the concert, and the remaining half is all used for Ding. Lemon writes new songs.
After Ding Meng's rehearsal that day, she went back to the training center for class. When she was about to get off work, a staff member came to her and told her to go to Qiao Yichen's office.
She has been frequenting Qiao Yichen's office recently, um, yes, just to rub the sofa, but he was looking for him with such a big fanfare, and he definitely didn't let her go to sleep or eat.
Ding Meng guessed all the way, and finally thought with some anticipation, is it possible that the new song has finally been written
She knocked on the door and walked in. Qiao Yichen was alone in the office and was looking at something with a copy. When Ding Meng came in, he handed it over: "I've finished writing your new song, you can take a look first."
Ding Meng was so excited that she almost jumped up, it's really a new song! She finally has her own song, and if she waits any longer, her hair will turn white!
She took the score in Qiao Yichen's hand and glanced at the title, "I'm here".
Oh oh oh, the English name looks so realistic. Ding Meng continued to look down. After so many months of lessons, she could already read the sheet music, but her face became paler the more she read. Finally, she raised her head from the sheet music and looked at Qiao Yichen: "Do you really let me sing this?"
Although I knew that the songs written by Qiao Yichen are difficult to sing, this one is too difficult to sing. She is still a newcomer, so can't she be gentle with her!
The scale span of the whole song is very large, the first two paragraphs are extremely low, and it is not the kind that floats after only one or two lower notes, but from the beginning to the end, to the chorus, suddenly raises two eights. degree, and keep going up, this is a great test for the singer's explosive power and breath.
Qiao Yichen raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Why, is there anything you are not satisfied with?"
Ding Meng smiled and said, "It's well written, the only thing I'm not satisfied with is that it's too difficult."
Qiao Yichen didn't care: "It's okay, it's a little more difficult than "The Flowers of the Early February", you can handle it."
Ding Meng: "..."
How could he suddenly have such confidence in himself at such a time!
She swallowed her saliva and said to him, "The high pitch is fine, but the front is so low, I may not be able to sing."
Qiao Yichen said: "I've been training you for so long, and I know more than you know what tones you can sing. Your vocal range is very wide, you can sing not only high notes, but also low notes. If you can sing more scales than anyone else Much, even Sima Xiaoxiao is not as good as you."
Ding Meng: "..."
Don't be fooled by him! He is complimenting you so sweetly now, just to fool you into singing this song! When I entered the recording studio, one of them could not sing well, and he was not scolded as a dog by him!
Ding Meng decided to keep silent tactfully.
Qiao Yichen took out his official position to press her: "In short, I only wrote this song. You can sing it, or you can sing it if you don't."
Ding Meng: "..."
To be honest, Qiao Yichen's writing is very high level. If he sings well, he will definitely be very good, but the premise is... he sings well.
"This song, firstly, requires explosive power, and secondly, the melody needs sufficient breath to guarantee. These two points have always been the focus of your training. This song can just be used to test how well you practice." Qiao Yi Chen raised his eyes to look at her, "You don't even have the courage to sing, do you?"
Ding Meng: "..."
It's shameless to be aggressive, knowing that she is the most insufferable person.
Holding the sheet music in her hand, she said earnestly, "I will try my best to sing the best."
"Well." Qiao Yichen nodded casually, "I want to hear deep and charming bass and clear and moving treble. High-quality sound is my minimum requirement."
Ding Meng: "..."
Well, I know the big producer.
"Give you three days to learn this song, and three days later to enter the studio."
Ding Meng originally wanted to say that three days were a bit tight. After all, the concert was just around the corner. She had to rehearse every day, and most of her time was taken up. But thinking that Tang Shiran's "kiss kiss" will be released in the next two days, she gritted her teeth and agreed: "I see, I will use all the time I can to ensure that I can learn it within three days."
The next three days were literally three days of hell. Ding Meng didn't even have time to catch her breath, she sang every day except singing. She now understands what Qiao Yichen said before to protect her throat. She usually doesn't want to say a single extra sentence, let alone eating chili peppers.
Fortunately, the three days of hard work were not in vain, she always learned the song "I'm here".
For the first time recording a song with Qiao Yichen, Ding Meng was actually a little nervous. Wearing headphones, she looked at Qiao Yichen outside the glass, and felt that this feeling was really fresh.
In the recording studio, Qiao Yichen is God, and he has the final say in everything.
"Are you ready?"
Qiao Yichen's voice came through the earphones, and Ding Meng was stunned by the illusion of whispering in her ear.
"Are you ready?" Qiao Yichen asked again.
Ding Meng quickly recovered and nodded to the people outside: "Okay."
"Start." After Qiao Yichen's voice fell, the prelude to the song sounded.
Ding Meng looked at the music score in front of her, and slowly entered her emotions: "In an empty room, only the moonlight is my company. On a cold night, stretch out your hand and watch the stars glittering through your fingers. When will you will find…”
"Stop." Ding Meng was interrupted by Qiao Yichen for the first time, "I said that high-quality sound is my minimum requirement, but now you can't even meet my minimum requirement."
Ding Meng: "..."
Well, she expected this before she came in.
"Also, sing according to the score, don't raise KEY casually."
Ding Meng: "..."
She really can't sing so low!
"Come again." Qiao Yichen said, and glanced at her, "If you keep doing this, I'll let you sing sentence by sentence."
Ding Meng: "..."
After starting again, Ding Meng was interrupted by Qiao Yichen at the same position. In fact, she really admires Qiao Yichen. Every time he interrupts, he has different shortcomings to pick. After recording for an hour, there is no duplicate.
In the blink of an eye, it was time to eat, but the song didn't make any progress.
"Let's do this today, everyone, let's go to dinner."
Fortunately, Qiao Yichen's turtle hair returns to turtle hair, so it's not too unfriendly, and it's not allowed to eat unless it's recorded well. The staff went to dinner together in twos and threes. Ding Meng took off her headphones and walked out of the recording studio.
Qiao Yichen hadn't left yet. After turning off the equipment, he glanced at her: "Let's go, let's go to dinner together."
Ding Meng wanted to cry, but she thought she was finally liberated, but she didn't expect to continue to face Producer Qiao at the dinner table.
The two went to the cafeteria together, because they were recording a song today, so no one was surprised that the two of them appeared together. Qiao Yichen asked for two set meals, and found an empty table with Ding Meng to sit down.
Ding Meng was very aware of current affairs and put a chopstick into Qiao Yichen's bowl: "Fish-flavored pork shreds, your favorite!"
Qiao Yichen raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Don't try to please me, I won't let water in the recording studio."
Ding Meng wrinkled her nose, and stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the fish-flavored pork shreds she just put in: "Then give it back to me."
Qiao Yichen raised his hand and pressed her chopsticks with chopsticks: "It's mine in my bowl."
Ding Meng: "..."
"You can't be so shameless." She said bitterly.
Qiao Yichen smiled at her: "In our company, the more shameless the person, the higher the position."
Ding Meng: "..."
Mom, did she get into some weird company.
"Also, my favorite is not fish-flavored shredded pork."
Ding Meng blinked suspiciously, how could it be, she had lived with him for so long, and his favorite food was obviously shredded fish-flavored pork. She raised her eyes to look at him: "Then what's your favorite?"
Qiao Yichen looked at her with a smile, blinked, and said nothing.
Ding Meng curled the corners of her mouth, sighing, what's the point of making a fool of this, put on a fork.
The two of them ate quietly and did not chat anymore. Two new female colleagues came to the table next to them, chatting about Tang Shiran's new single.
"Have you listened to the song "kiss kiss"? It has been on the Weibo hot list since it was released yesterday, and the ranking has also risen rapidly."
"Oh, listen, the style of Tang Shiran's competition is very different. I always feel that she can't show her strength by singing this kind of song."
"People are willing, this kind of song is easy to become popular."
Ding Meng listened to them chatting while eating. They were right. Although Qiao Yichen said "kiss kiss" as a drool song, this kind of song is easy to become popular, especially the catchy melody. You can learn by listening once.
Qiao Yichen suddenly said, "Don't worry about others. Although I agree with Tang Shiran's singing skills, I don't agree with her attitude towards music. She is not really making music, she is just enjoying the feeling of being sought after by fans." When he said this, he looked up at Ding Meng, "Don't worry, it's enough to do your own thing."
Ding Meng's restless heart was really soothed by his short words. She looked at him and nodded: "Well, I see!"