The song Ji Zhiyi sings now is adapted from her old song.
The song was written shortly after her parents died. Because I was too depressed at the time, the songs I made were in a similar style. The whole song is too low-pitched, which is very difficult for female vocals and will test your skills. If you don't have enough technique, you will sing flatly if you are not careful, as if you are reciting lyrics.
There is no so-called climax part, the whole song can be done with the midrange and below. Just showing off the tone.
Nowadays, female singers with this kind of ability usually have independent teams. People who buy songs from her sporadically all want to be popular in a short time, so forget it. So it was quickly killed.
Ji Zhiyi felt that it could still be saved. After all, his voice needed to be shown off.
He covered his mouth and lay in front of the computer, watching Ji Zhiyi strumming the guitar.
It's a simple and rhythmic accompaniment, nothing special at all.
Although he was facing the screen, the focus of his eyes was on the corner of the table.
Some voices sound very ethereal when first spoken, but when paired with accompaniment, when they sing the chorus, they become lost in the crowd. It seems that the ethereal quality was something they had pondered over and over again, only those one or two sentences.
He still had to wait for the chorus before getting excited, so as not to be disappointed when the time came.
Fate keeps the posture.
Along with the accompaniment, the verse part floated out. Each word hit his heart very clearly.
Fate's eyebrows furrowed slightly, this was his expression when he was serious.
Nice to hear.
The word "good" means that it is to his liking, even unexpectedly.
Even if some people have rich and round high notes, their singing voices still feel dry, which makes people want to sing in this tune and this tune sounds good. Rather than being sung by this song, this song is really full of emotion.
Just like reading poetry, using skills to display emotions will make people unable to get goosebumps.
But Ji Zhiyi didn't. Every time she spoke, she was very relaxed. Her face had no expression, she didn't show off any emotion, but her voice had the air of talking without saying anything. That unique penetrating and infectious power. What words should be used to describe the audience’s feelings
Yuan Yuan scratched his hair with his hands, and the corners of his eyebrows twitched hard.
Yes, it's like using the corner of glass to slowly grind away the roughness on your heart, until it becomes smooth and flat, your heart will feel comfortable.
Fate was over, and it was hard to disturb Ji Zhiyi, so he typed a few lines on the screen to soothe his anxious heart.
"The breath is very stable!"
“The bass sounds great!”
“The alto sounds nice too!”
"Damn the modulation sounds nice too!"
He adjusted the camera back, made a creepy expression on his face, rubbed his arms vigorously, and kept grabbing his hair to show that he had goosebumps all over his body. He keeps moving like a drama queen.
There was a roar inside and outside the live broadcast room.
"I haven't heard this type of ancient style for a long time! The magic adaptation of rock and hip-hop has been popular recently, and even my favorite singers like to make long sounds when singing, so I don't listen to music anymore!"
"Is this an original song? It sounds great! This song is bound to be a hit!"
“The sound was good.”
"It's more to my liking than the songs on the major paid charts. I'm not talking about it, I'm referring to my personal sense."
"It sounds very comfortable."
Qu Li Mo's Fate struck the tune, slammed the keyboard hard and said: "It's a chorus! It's a chorus! Everyone, be quiet!"
Fans rolled their eyes.
They can only post comments, but they can’t do it even if they don’t want to be quiet!
The little boss outside also closed his eyes and reminded: "Well, be quiet."
All the diners shivered.
They were so absorbed in watching it that they thought they were also fans sitting in the live broadcast room. When he reminded me, I remembered that I was clearly a diner.
Aren't they consumers? Why aren’t consumers treated like gods
If he continues like this, he will lose customers sooner or later.
However, no one complained at this moment, only the sound of stir-frying in the kitchen became quieter.
Ji Zhiyi made a substantial adaptation of the original song, retaining some of the lyrics, speeding up the tempo, and raising the sound a few degrees to make the style brighter and have a pop color. Similar to the theme shifting from remembering melancholy to recalling hope.
Especially for the chorus, she completely changed the lyrics and music, and added a real "climax".
If the lyrics in the first part are sung as if the mountains and rivers are in ruins, they use the scenery to describe emotions, so they are low-key.
When it comes to the chorus, the river flows by itself, a song that relieves sorrow and is unrestrained and unrestrained, so happy!
The poem at the beginning is selected from "Dream of Li Bai", and the rest is indeed quite Li Bai's wildness.
"Good!!" Qu Li Mo's fate clapped his hands and praised, "The chorus of this song is so damn good, isn't it? I can play it a hundred times!"
After all, he is a rough man, and his interest in sad emotional songs and tragic ancient styles is really limited. What I like more about Ji Zhiyi's voice is Ji Zhiyi's voice. When he reaches the high notes of the chorus, he feels so satisfied that his pores are stretched.
The comment section was also flooded with tearful emoji comments.
After the chorus comes the outro. The last part of the song ends with a nasal sound, which gradually fades away and gradually fades into silence.
The aftertaste still lingers in the mind, with a lush and green image, subconsciously making people continue to hum.
It wasn't until everyone around them fell silent and the waiter's long-held cry rang out again that they finally came back to their senses.
The diners looked down at the dishes that were no longer hot in their bowls and quickly took a few bites. The sound of sucking noodles attracted others, and the restaurant was filled with the sound of clattering bowls and chopsticks.
Someone slapped the table and shouted: "Let's eat!"
"Appetizing!"
"Serve the wine! I want a white drink!"
"Just a bottle of beer and a bottle of Sprite. Thank you. I have to go to work in the afternoon."
Although I don’t know why this group of people can develop the function of increasing appetite, the effect should be good.
The little boss silently walked back to the back of the account and began to check the style of the comment area to be a qualified audience.
Those who maliciously criticize and slander—
report!
When the song ended, Ji Zhiyi put down his guitar and stood beside him.
After Qu Li Mo's fate turned on his microphone again, his first action was to applaud vigorously! Send praise on behalf of the masses.
Ji Zhiyi bowed slightly politely: "Thank you."
"That's great!" Fate spoke very quickly and couldn't wait to say: "I really didn't expect it to sound so good. She was not hired by me, I swear! I didn't receive any advertising fees from her, of course she If you really come to me with this kind of ability, I will definitely waive the advertising fee. Are you happy that everyone can listen to this song for free?!"
The fans sent out a string of "...", and the mood he had accumulated before was destroyed. He turned around and started to play Ji Zhiyi again.
"Support young lady!"
"Young lady is pretty, do you need an audience? The kind who can lie down and shout 666!"
"Get out of the way! Not only can I shout 666, I can also write a short paper!"
Regardless of fate, the fans pulled up their chairs to adjust their posture and continued: "I can't help it anymore. I want to represent my audience - I have no chance to refuse you - to comment from a semi-professional person! This is my first time. This is such a serious evaluation. Really, this is really the best sound I have ever heard in the 'Random Song Request Station' section from its inception to now. I think it is my favorite sound, anyway. My personal views remain unwavering.”
"Actually, I did this session before because I wanted to do it in Dali, so I went to a professional teacher to learn a little bit. I can vouch for it that the young lady's singing skills are very good. Without any modification, her breath is stable, I can handle high notes with ease, and my grasp and handling of details can be called perfect. I think in terms of technique alone, I may be a little better than the teacher who taught me at the beginning. Please don't argue, I am not bragging, I am stating the facts. "
With a delighted smile on his face, Qu Limo's fate waved to the screen: "Hi, is there a professional production team in my live broadcast room? Don't waste your time. Such talents will definitely become popular in the future. You recruit New students still need to be nurtured and trained, but this is already a finished product. Is this an ordinary young lady? This is completely a walking RMB!"
Yuan Yuan vented to his heart's content, and finally remembered and asked: "Ask me, young lady, is this ID...Ji Zhiyi, your name?"
Ji Zhiyi nodded: "Yes."
Fate: "Have you signed a contract? Are you free? Since you sing so professionally, you should have had previous works. Can you play them for a listen?"
"I used to sell things behind the scenes. I wrote two songs before and sold them. Then I started to retreat and have been closed for seven or eight years." Ji Zhiyi paused and added: "The homepage of my account A demo of a new song has been released online. We are waiting to be signed.”
"What are you doing behind the scenes with your conditions like this? Can you please step forward and save my ears quickly?!"
Fate shouted, took the phone, and searched for her name on the software.
All the viewers in the live broadcast room made the same action in unison.
"Wow! Ji Zhiyi, is this it? "Summer Light" and "Pause", these two songs were very popular back then. It turns out you wrote them! Our school radio station played them almost every day back then, and they almost made me vomit. But I can say that it is a classic song that is still timeless when you listen to it now! Let’s take stock of the must-have songs?” After the results of Fate’s search came out, he looked even more excited than Ji Zhiyi, and quickly changed his title and said, “Ji Zhiyi Teacher, why have you been in seclusion for so long? Why haven't you signed a contract yet?"
Fate clicked into her homepage, waved her hands and shouted loudly: "Everyone, go and support Teacher Ji! It doesn't matter whether you love me or not, but you will definitely like this song!"
"But I really have a question. Teacher Ji, how come you...how do you get away so miserably? You only have one fan in your account...Oh, it's you."
This sentence simply asked everyone's thoughts.
Ji Zhiyi didn't answer, just smiled. He didn't ask about fate, he just expressed emotion. There are many such things as being unappreciated and there is no point in dwelling on injustice.
The audience went crazy in the comment area.
Yuan Yuan calmed down after looking at the fans who were even more excited than him. He patted his chest and said, "Yes, I'm Bole! Did you see that, I'm telling you that although I'm not a good singer, I really made a huge contribution to the music scene. This is why I squat in front of the camera every day, The reason why I'm talking nonsense with you little cuties. From now on, this session should not be called a random jukebox, but a star-making field."
Fans who hurt each other swiped a row of shi.
"How unbecoming! Let Teacher Ji see the joke, okay?" Yuan Fang made a serious face and grasped it with his fingers: "Stop it! After so many years of love, can you save some face for me to fight?"
At this time, blue-purple fireworks exploded on the screen, and Fate glanced at the right side of the screen in the live broadcast room, and a name floated out.
"This store doesn't sell troublesome buns and I'm giving you a purple starlight as a gift!"
"Wow! Rich man! Brother Hao! Boss!" Yuanfen narrowed his eyes with a smile, clapped his hands vigorously and said: "Thank you, boss! Thank you, Mr. Baozi! Meeting is fate, you and I are here..."
Before he finished speaking, half of the words floated out from behind the barrage.
"It's for Ji Zhiyi, please help with the transfer."
Fate's smile froze instantly, and he choked on the second half of his words.
"It's fate that we really meet each other, hahaha!"
"Go to Li Mo's fate!"
"Brother Yuan's ID name is really well chosen. He always fits the scene. Congratulations on hitting yourself in the face again."
"I almost forgot the origin of this name hahaha!"
Yuanfa made a crying expression: "Why do you always come to hurt me? Although I am a man, I am also very fragile! Comfort me, okay?"
His pitiful and innocent look brought the atmosphere to a new level. Netizens showed no pity for him and were used to this kind of inappropriate joking.
Fate said: "Since the local tycoon likes Teacher Ji so much, let's listen to the song just now again. I saw a demo uploaded on Teacher Ji's homepage, so let's play that one first."
After he finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders and laughed like a thief.
Netizens are very cooperative with his acting skills and pointed it out below:
"Obviously you want to hear it. Picking your nose."
"Actually, I'd also like to hear it."
"It feels like we may be witnessing a moment in history, which is a little exciting."
The netizens in the live broadcast room were only a little excited, but the store was almost boiling.
Because everyone watched the little boss complete the one-stop operation of recharge, transfer, reward, and comment.
The operating interface is still hanging on the wall, with purple fireworks bouncing and lighting up the small screen.
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A beam of starlight, a reward of ten thousand yuan.
The diners all twisted and transformed into lemon trees swaying in the wind.
"How awesome! Boss, I didn't even know you were so rich!"
"Can I get a free bill today, boss? I was blinded by the show off of my wealth. I don't ask for compensation, I just want a free bill."
"Boss, what's wrong with you? Why is your food so sour today? I can't taste anything except sourness."
"Boss, I didn't know you were still chasing stars. Is it too late for me to start a live broadcast now? Is it okay for me to learn singing now? I don't ask for so much. I just want to sing for free once."
After a few diners were stunned at first, they solemnly said: "Boss, you can't do this. Even if you use this method to attract the anchor's attention, you won't make him like you. We just talked about rewards before. , don’t take it to heart.”
The waiter was even more excited and almost jumped up.
"Boss, are you crazy? Is Ji Zhiyi the one who often comes to our store? You can just transfer the money to her directly. Do you think the platform will deduct half of the fee?!"
The little boss glanced at it and continued to sit next to it, staring at the live broadcast. By the way, he reminded me ruthlessly: "Those who have finished eating can leave. Xiaohua remembers to collect the money."
The diners were stunned.
Is this really a reward for Ji Zhiyi
Their ideas seemed to be shattered halfway through.
A regular customer asked curiously: "Really? There is this person in our community? Why have I never seen her before?"
The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched: "A very special person. Every time she comes down, she is on the verge of starving to death. The time she comes out is basically not during the meal. Look how thin she is."
Everyone: "Uh..."
The waiter muttered: "The takeaways she ordered were all delivered by the boss. It turns out she is in retreat. I said boss, if you want to care about others, just order them directly."
The little boss asked: "Why do you have so many opinions?"
The waiter said with a sad face: "If you have the ability, you use money to corrupt me, then I promise to keep your mouth shut. And I must tell you, your reward of 10,000 yuan is too wasteful. You might as well give me extra food for free."
In her impression, Ji Zhiyi ordered vegetarian dishes every time, starting with the cheapest item on the menu.
Later, due to the large number of customers, their store's starting point for delivery increased the price, and her order could not reach their starting point, but she didn't know it. So it was always given by the boss himself.
Clearly short of money.
Why, this stupid man, I don’t know, be simple and crude
It's right if you think about it carefully.
Being in seclusion for seven or eight years means no work for seven or eight years. Is it possible to live frugally there? Look at how skinny this kid has become? Visible malnutrition.
Especially art jobs. This industry is really going to die.
Donations are not allowed, I heard that these people have high self-esteem. Then you can only reward.
After a diner finished eating, he took a tissue and wiped his mouth, stood up and said, "Boss, give me a reward of ten yuan. I'll put the money here! Tell Sister Ji to eat something good!"
Another person stood up and was about to transfer the money: "I also rewarded you with twenty, and I have already transferred it."
"Can I have one piece? I mean."
So while everyone in the live broadcast was still listening to the song, the ID "This store does not sell troublesome buns" kept flashing across the reward list.
Ranging from one yuan to ten yuan, there is an endless supply, almost to the point of swiping the screen.
The following "To Ji Zhiyi, please help transfer the money.", "Treat her to eat something good.", "Let her take care of herself.", "She needs to gain a little more weight, she is too thin.", "Pay attention to rest, I Support her, the song is great!” These few words deeply hurt Yuan Fen’s eyes.
He used to be someone who wanted to follow the idol route. Do you know what an idol is? An idol is someone who is held in the palm of one's hand and cared for, loved the most, the only one, and the bright light that cannot be ignored.
How could this bun be like this!
Waiting patiently for the song to end, Go Li Mo's fate immediately shouted: "This big brother who doesn't sell steamed buns! Are you trying to attract my attention? Don't do this to me, okay? I don't ask you to take care of me, but you can Can’t you give me some face?”
The speed of refreshing the screen is a bit slow, and there is a short gap.
This time, Ji Zhiyi's name was finally missing from the words.
"Here you go. Don't be angry."
Fate made me happy, and then I was excited to see the amount.
A reward of up to one dollar.
Fate took a deep breath.
He's not discriminating against rewards, he really isn't. He thanked every little angel who supported him, liked him, and gave him love.
But he just couldn't bear the grievance of being treated differently!
"You're not giving me a reward, you're sending me away! I'm so fucking crying. Let's end this bad relationship. Goodbye!" He stroked his forehead and said melancholy, "I don't love you anymore, I'm tired."
Their quarrel only reminded other fans. Everyone was laughing and joking for a while, and rewarded the two of them respectively.
Everyone saw Yuan Yuan take a piece of paper from the side and put it on the screen with a solemn expression, just enough to cover the reward area. Then he pretended to be serious and said: "I think it sounds better with accompaniment. Can this song be downloaded?"
Ji Zhiyi said: "I posted this song on the free new song list. Please contribute some clicks."
Qu Li Mo's fate said cheerfully: "Okay! Did everyone hear it?"
He also knew that Ji Zhiyi wanted to use his popularity to promote himself, but he didn't care.
Of course, anyone who invests energy and effort in something will want to show others his excellence. It’s just that many people have the strength, but don’t have this opportunity.
He couldn't blame those who were opportunistic and just wanted to rely on traffic to achieve success. He could only say that it was human nature. But for someone like Ji Zhiyi who had real power but could not come forward due to regrets, he did not hesitate to help.
When others choose their own platform, on the one hand they also think they have vision, right
Due to the fate of Quli Mo, I feel that I have become a Buddha by being in this situation. He took the phone and said, "Wait a minute, let me send you a video first. By the way, Teacher Ji, if you have been in seclusion for seven or eight years, you can't just make this song, right?"
Ji Zhiyi: "There are many more. I will release them slowly."
Fate put his hands together: "I support, I support, please release it quickly, please."
Yuan Yuan tore off the paper that was posted as a joke and prepared to thank the fans for the tip. Another beam of starlight passed across the screen, and the familiar ID appeared.
Yuanfen's face twitched: "Giving it to Teacher Ji again?"
A string of words floated out from behind: "Here you go. The live broadcast is wonderful and the people are nice."
Fate couldn't laugh or cry, and said loudly: "Thank you boss for the reward! Since the boss praised me and likes Teacher Ji, Teacher Ji will sing two more songs. Our singing booth can be turned into a solo concert."
Ji Zhiyi coughed twice and nodded to indicate that it was okay.
Today's live broadcast can be said to be very successful. This is based on the feeling, and the feeling is based on the atmosphere.
For Ji Zhiyi, the benefits are staggering.
Yuanfen’s fan base itself is huge, and the people are interesting and smart. There will always be some popular memes, and they are a frequent user of hot searches.
The live broadcast hasn’t ended yet, and two keywords have been selected as popular by the website staff.
#givesomeface#
#吉智义#
No matter which keyword is clicked, there will be emoticons made by fans out of fate and links to Ji Zhiyi's new song. At a glance, you can tell that these two keywords are because of the same thing.
Is it that exaggerated? This is everyone's first thought. After all, it seems that fate has never praised anyone so sincerely.
After all, it is a free song, and netizens who don’t know why are attracted to contribute clicks out of curiosity. The number of comments in the comment area is even higher.
The content has mixed reviews, but mostly praise.
Ji Zhiyi's new song quickly shot to the top of the charts, even failing to catch up with several songs that had a huge hit in the rankings.
After she finished the live broadcast and returned to her homepage, the number of followers on her account successfully exceeded 10,000 and continued to grow.
Ji Zhiyi clenched his fist and roared excitedly, grabbed the small pillow on the backrest, threw it into the air like a football, and then kicked it out.
She went back to the bedroom and picked up her muted cell phone. There were dozens of unanswered calls on it, as well as unanswered text messages. They were all related people whom she had sent to ask before but had not responded.
"Teacher Ji, have you released a new song? Long time no see. When are you going to have a meal?"
"Teacher Ji, I happen to be short of people. Are you going to become a singer? We have a good relationship. Our company warmly welcomes you."
"It's a pity that I no longer bring new people, but I can help you introduce them."
"You've been missing for so many years, and you finally came out? Where have you been? It's been so many years since I last saw you, and you're already so old, right?"
"Selling songs? I really like the songs you wrote. The singer I have just needs an ancient style song. Do you have anything similar in stock?"
"Hello, I am the agent of Ruifeng Entertainment. If you are interested in cooperation, please contact me."
"I just saw your text message now. Of course I support it. Come out for an interview when you have time."
There were all kinds of greetings or inquiries, and there were also many people who had ignored her text messages before.
Ji Zhiyi held the phone and laughed, but did not reply immediately.
Yesterday you ignored me, but today I have put you beyond your reach.
No, not really.
She wants to wait until she releases a new song, this time in a paid section, to see the specific sales situation, and then use it as her own capital to sign a contract with a company.
At best, one song can only be viewed on the sidelines, inspiration is immeasurable, and multiple songs can be considered as one's strength.
Only those with strength have the capital to negotiate. After all, she is still only a newcomer.
If successful, she would like to sign with Qingyi Company, the archrival of Stellar Entertainment.
Hengxing Entertainment is the company where Xiaohua works. She knew clearly that her own artists had robbed her of her songs, but she hired marketing accounts and trolls to confuse right and wrong, forcing her to the point where she had no way out.
Ji Zhiyi still felt a little aggrieved when he thought of this. He wiped his nose hard.
She walked around the study twice, and suddenly remembered the owner of the shop who didn't sell steamed buns, and couldn't help but laugh. Call him out from the many confusing numbers and prepare to say thank you to him.
She hesitated while editing. She felt that it would be meaningful to go down and say thank you in person. But now she wants to make a new song first, doesn't want to change clothes or go out, and she hasn't thought about how to express her gratitude.
It is better to take the first step with words, and then actions will follow.
You may have.
She sent a text message.
Ji Zhiyi: Thank you, boss!
Ji Zhiyi: After I finish writing the new song, I will treat you to dinner.
The little boss quickly replied with only one word: "Yeah."
Ji Zhiyi looked left and right at that word, feeling inexplicably relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt more comfortable. Then he used the mouse to send a private message to Yuan, giving his mobile phone number and asking the other party to transfer money to the account.
Fate gave her a direct bonus of 50,000 yuan, and the rest was a reward for singing.
Qu Li Mo’s fate: “When will you release a new song?”
Ji Zhiyi: "Today or tomorrow."
The fate of going to Pear Mo: "So fast?! Is it really inventory? But it's good to strike while the iron is hot."
The fate of going to Limo: "Okay, if you send it, let me know and I can promote it for you."
Ji Zhiyi: "Thank you."
The fate of going to Li Mo: "Don't forget to support me when you become famous in the future. Please"
Ji Zhiyi: "...Thank you."
Ji Zhiyi cheered up and decided to take advantage of the popularity and make a demo of the second song.
She already has a specific melody in her heart and has sung it alone countless times.
This time it is not an adaptation of an old song, but an incomplete song written when she was at her most depressed and depressed.
There were always some parts that she couldn't figure out before, as if the whole piece was imperfect. She wanted to write about hope and relief, but the unfair experience and the torture He Zheng endured prevented her from truly letting go, as if everything was just a joke.
Just now, she felt like she was finally done.