In his previous life, Shen Yan liked to listen to music and watch movies, but it was just a simple love.
Although he had heard a lot of music and watched a lot of movies, like most people, he treated them as a pastime.
He might have hummed a few lines to a song he had heard before, but it was impossible for him to remember the score and all the lyrics.
These scattered memories were of no use to people who did not understand music.
But to Shen Yan, it was an endless source of inspiration.
Just like the song " The Offering of Love ", he only remembered the approximate tune, but for someone like him who had grandmaster-level singing skills and grandmaster-level instruments, it was enough.
He could totally complete the entire song based on the rough tune.
The two skills of singing and musical instruments seemed to mainly focus on 'singing' and 'musical instrument playing'. They were very different from composing.
But in reality, many skills were interlinked and influenced each other.
If one wanted to have superb singing skills and superb musical instrument performance skills, then one must have a wealth of music theory knowledge and musical accomplishment. Otherwise, the height one could reach would definitely be limited.
Rich knowledge of music theory and musical attainments were one of the necessary conditions for composing. This was equivalent to two different skills giving birth to a new skill.
Of course, rich knowledge of music theory and musical attainments were only the basic conditions for composing. The most important thing was still inspiration.
And Shen Yan had no lack of inspiration.
In just over ten minutes, Shen Yan had finished composing " The Offering of Love." It was a little different from his previous life, but the only difference was that the quality of the song was better. After all, his skill level was here.
"You're done?" Dilareba blinked her big eyes and asked cutely.
Perhaps because she was too focused, Dilareba did not realize that half of her body was pressed against Shen Yan's back, and her soft body was deformed.
Shen Yan moved his body away without a trace and responded faintly.
Dilareba was a little confused. It felt…different from what she had imagined. Was this how she wrote songs?
It was too fast. It felt like a trip to the bathroom and a casual game on the phone would take longer than this.
Dilareba didn't understand music or writing songs, but she had common sense. Even if she didn't understand this, she could guess that writing songs wasn't that simple.
If it was that easy, the music industry would have exploded.
Was it because Shen Yange's writing was not good that she was able to write so quickly?
Dilareba looked at the paper carefully. She couldn't understand anything, but she felt that…the handwriting was beautiful.
It was like a dragon and a phoenix, flowing like water, but there was no mess at all.
She did not understand calligraphy, but she had a simple sense of aesthetics. She could not say much, but she felt that Shen Yan's calligraphy was very beautiful and made people feel comfortable.
"When is Yang Mi going to end filming?"
Shen Yan turned around and asked Dilareba.
Dilareba was stunned for a moment." I don't know. But tonight isn't all her scenes. She won't be filming all the time. Should I call her?"”
"Yes!"
"Pingping!" Dilareba didn't go by herself. Instead, she placed her hand by her mouth and called for her assistant.
Meng Pingping ran over. Dilareba said,"Go and see if Sister Mi is filming. If she isn't, call her over.”
Meng Pingping nodded and left. After a while, Yang Mi entered the tent in her costume.
"What's wrong?"
"Shen Yan wrote a song!" Dilareba picked up the piece of paper and showed it to Yang Mi.
Yang Mi took it and looked at it. At first glance, she also thought that Shen Yan's handwriting was very beautiful. Then…there was no then. She did not understand music.
However, although she did not understand music, her thoughts were the same as Dilareba's. She also had common sense. To be able to write a song in such a short time, one could imagine the standard of the song.
Since she was mentally prepared, she didn't care too much about it. No matter if it was good or bad, she had to encourage him. As for how she would reject him…she would just say that the theme song had already been prepared.
"I don't understand the score. How do I sing this song?”Yang Mi said with a smile.
Shen Yan did not answer. He sat up straight and held the guzheng. His slender fingers began to play the strings.
A beautiful melody followed. It was like the sound of spring water, the sound of wind chimes, and the sound of whispering in one's ear.
This surprised Yang Mi and Dilareba. It sounded pretty good.
"Holding you in my hands/burning incense piously
Cut out a candlelight/light up the economy
I don't ask for soul-stirring/I only ask for love
Loving until the end, I got hurt/cried so desperately
I spend my whole life to support you
I only hope that you will stop your wandering eyes
Please give me the power to love and be loved
So that I can peacefully meditate under Bodhi
……”
Shen Yan's gentle and magnetic voice sounded. It was high and low, and it was pleasant to the ears.
The grandmaster-level singing skills were displayed vividly at this moment. It was not just a simple combination of voice and technique, but a transmission of emotions, stories, and images.
A real singer's true singing skills did not lie in how high the pitch was, but in how a simple sentence could touch the soul of the audience and make them integrate into it.
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