Chapter 48

Chen Ran didn't learn to sing, so there's no need to talk about his professionalism.

In order to sing the songs in my mind completely, I recorded them many times, mainly to keep the sound.

He is not a singer himself. His voice can't be compared with that of a professional singer. After singing so many times, his voice is a little hoarse.

When Chen Ran heard this, he felt a little dissatisfied and a little out of breath.

The main part of the song is OK, but when it comes to the chorus, I feel a little prickly.

Although the sound is not good, it is not out of tune!

Chen Ran felt that he could not sing in his voice, so he sent it.

But sometimes when you listen to a song, you don't have to have perfect singing skills to feel it.

It's like Zhang Fanzhi. She's in a bad mood during this period of time. It's a time of low ebb.

Even often confused, in the end also want to continue to sing.

Chen Ran's first line of lyrics came out, and this unprofessional song just hit her heart.

"The first dream, hold on to the hand..."

"Where I want to go most, how can I return on the way home..."

"The first dream will definitely arrive..."

"Only when you realize your real desire can you be regarded as having passed heaven..."

When singing the chorus, the guitar is a little loud. Chen Ran's voice is not comfortable. He has nothing to do with his feelings. He even has a little broken voice.

In Zhang Fanzhi's ear, it was another feeling.

As some people say, you need to record and fix the sound in the studio. I don't feel it. What I like is your 200 yuan guitar and 10 yuan Mai, yelling at the top of my voice.

This time is not simply listening to music, but looking for resonance.

The recording was so short that it didn't take long to finish.

Zhang Fanzhi was stunned and continued to listen for the second time.

"If the dream doesn't come true, it's a close call to fall off the cliff..."

Zhang Fanzhi read the lyrics and couldn't help sipping his mouth.

Persistent people will have invisible wings.

Is that me?

In less than two minutes, Zhang Fanzhi listened to the song again and again.

……

Chen Ran is waiting for Zhang Fanzhi to reply.

As a result, I waited for more than half an hour, but there was no movement there.

He was a little puzzled. Could it be that he didn't see it?

Or is it because of the noon thing, I'm still sorry?

This is on wechat!

After thinking about it, he called Zhang Fanzhi.

After connecting, Chen Ran asked, "didn't you see wechat?"

Zhang Fanzhi was stunned. After such a long time, she said, "I'm still listening."

Chen Ran is a little embarrassed. He is an ordinary man. He feels a little shy when he sings to others.

"What do you think of the song?" Chen Ran asked.

"It's a good song." Zhang Fanzhi said and felt not sure enough, and added: "very nice!"

She hesitated. "You said you wrote this song?"

Zhang Fanzhi came back to think of this song. Chen Ran said it was written for her!

Song melody and lyrics are very strange, Zhang Fanzhi is a singer, also like to listen to songs, fire songs she almost heard.

A song of this quality can't be anonymous.

She has not heard, can only explain that the song may be Chen Ran original!

Really, Zhang Fanzhi still refuses to believe it.

Chen Ran's singing is very bad. It's no surprise that he hasn't studied music.

How can someone who has never studied music write a song with such a high degree of completion?!

Zhang Fanzhi himself has tried, and naturally knows how difficult it is to write a song. It's even more difficult to write such a good song!

Chen Ran was not surprised. Zhang Fanzhi would doubt that if you, an ordinary PE teacher, solved a difficult problem in the world and won the mathematics prize, people would doubt whether you solved the problem.

"I wrote it!" Chen Ran did not hesitate, although some guilty, also feel some shameless, but cover up more boring.

There is no original author in this world. Songs are written in his mind.

"But..." Zhang Fanzhi wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end. This kind of doubt hurt people most.

Knowing what she was worried about, Chen Ran said with a smile, "don't worry. I must have written the song myself. I just wrote the lyrics, the melody in my head, because I can't simplify the score, I can't record it. But you can't find a song with the same melody and lyrics in this world! "

Zhang Fanzhi is a little at ease. With her understanding of Chen Ran, she won't make fun of this kind of thing.

Chen Ran asked, "I said what you lack is a good song. What do you think of this song?"

Zhang Fanzhi thought of the feeling of listening to the song just now. This kind of inspirational song can really give people strength when she is in such a predicament. The main reason is that the lyrics and melody are top-notch. It's no exaggeration to say that this song is better than what she used to sing.

"Do you really want to give me this song?" Zhang Fanzhi asked.

"I said it was for you, but I can't cheat you." Chen Ran said with a smile: "I went to your house just now just to play it for you. As a result..."

"Cough!"

Before Chen Ran finished, he was interrupted by a cough from Zhang Fanzhi.

When I called just now, I was thinking about song. Zhang Fanzhi left this matter behind. Unexpectedly, Chen Ran mentioned it. She was a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Chen Ran changed the topic and said, "there's no simplified score for the song. I'm not free tomorrow. When I'm free, I'll go to your house and you can write the simplified score. Can you do it?"

Zhang Fanzhi is a professional singer. It's not too difficult for her to pick up the score. She can take time to do it. She is not comfortable with Chen Ran's song, but she really needs it!

She thought about it and said, "Chen Ran, this song is really good. I need it very much. When this song is written, I'll buy it! "

Chen Ran wanted to say that the song itself was for her, so she didn't have to spend so much money. Can also hear Zhang Fanzhi tone inside serious, the relationship between the two people is not good enough to take it for granted to send songs directly.

If you don't accept money all the time, I feel that Zhang Fanzhi won't take it. This person has a stubborn temper.

"OK, I'll be free another day. Let's get out the score first. I don't know the market for money and so on. You can do it." I believe what you mean.

Zhang Fanzhi said seriously: "I won't let you suffer losses!"

Chen Ran didn't say anything. As far as the relationship between Zhang shuran and him is concerned, it can't be measured by one or two songs. When she thought about writing a song for her, she didn't think about collecting money.

If Zhang Fanzhi wants to give it to him, he will take it. Just now, he is short of money.

After hanging up, Chen Ran still felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. He drank a few cups of boiled water again, but he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

He just sang for a while, just like this, how do the singers who sing for an hour or two at the concert do it?

In Zhangjia, Zhang Fanzhi holds a mobile phone and listens to it over and over again.

Suddenly Zhang Fanzhi wrinkled his nose, a little annoyed, took out his mobile phone, sent a wechat and asked, "what's the name of this song?"

Chen Ran is almost a second back.

"The first dream!"

Zhang Fanzhi looked at these five words, a little distracted.