Zhang Hanyun and Yu Kewei reacted for a moment before they exclaimed in unison.
"Jiang Sheng played it?"
" Jiang Sheng!?"
The two girls sitting in the middle row spoke almost at the same time, and their heads involuntarily leaned forward.
The two of them looked at each other, and even the surprise in their eyes was the same.
A few seconds later, the two girls craned their necks to look at Yang Zhongwei's phone screen in the front seat.
On the small screen, Jiang Sheng was sitting on a very down-to-earth red plastic bench.
Holding the guitar, his fingers moved nimbly, and a melodious tune flowed smoothly from the phone.
It was just a melody produced by a guitar, but Zhang Hanyun and the others could clearly hear the style of the song.
"Nowadays, it's rare to hear such a charming guitar song.”
After watching the one-minute video, Zhang Hanyun was still looking at Jiang Sheng with a complicated gaze.
She now had the chance to sing again, but she wanted to find a suitable person to write a song.
However, he realized that nowadays, online songs were in the limelight. Most of the songs that were popular were edited by other people.
Those who spent time and effort to compose a good song were the minority.
"Not to mention now, I've never heard a song that can be heard with just a guitar.”
"I've heard of national style compositions before. They all rely on various instruments to play together. This is also the first time I've heard a guitar that can play the charm.”
Yang Zhongwei had debuted for more than ten years. Many years ago, there were still many dedicated songwriters.
However, in recent years, the internet had gradually developed, and people's minds had gradually become impetuous.
His representative works also stopped at a few songs from many years ago.
This was also one of the reasons why he had deviated from the norm and wanted to follow the times and listen to the suggestions of those internet celebrities to sing and dance.
Because in the current environment, if a singer who didn't know how to compose didn't sing popular songs on the Internet, it was very likely that they wouldn't be able to sing.
"I'm already curious about the lyrics for this song. It's not easy to compose a song with a classical charm.”
Yu Kewei could be considered a good singer among the young female singers, but she didn't know how to compose.
She knew very well that a singer of her type needed a representative who could fight.
There were many times when she envied Yang Zhongwei for his early debut. At least, there were a few songs that he had composed with his heart.
"Not only is it difficult to write lyrics, but national songs are also difficult to sing. It's a test of singing skills.”
Yang Zhongwei joked casually. Someone had composed a national song for him before.
The composition could only be considered passable. All kinds of guzheng and pipa instruments were mixed together, barely creating a charm.
However, the lyrics were a little unsightly. There were all kinds of gorgeous words piled up, but there was no core idea at all.
Although he liked national songs very much, he still rejected them in the end.
National songs were difficult to write and sing, so very few people in the industry touched them.
It would be much easier to find a handsome young man to sing and dance, and they could even earn more money.
Yang Zhongwei said that Jiang Sheng might have finished all his works by himself, but he knew that it was unlikely.
After all, people had their strengths and weaknesses. It was already very rare for Jiang Sheng to be able to play the artistic conception of the song with the guitar.
It was normal for his lyrics and singing skills to be inferior. Otherwise, he would be a genius among geniuses.
Just as Yang Zhongwei and the others were enjoying Jiang Sheng's guitar solo, at the same time.
Jiang Sheng had already appeared at the entrance of a recording studio not far from the instrument store.
He had gained a lot today. He had thought that the owner would not sell this black guitar easily.
However, he did not expect the boss, Li Shijie, to sell it to him at the cost price. He said that he did not open the shop to make money, but to make friends.
Li Shijie was an honest person. When he heard that Jiang Sheng had been looking for a recording studio for a few days, he immediately brought him to his friend's place.
He said that he could use the recording studio as he pleased and even got a recording engineer.
Li Shijie talked and laughed along the way, making the atmosphere much warmer.
As soon as he entered the recording studio, Li Shijie said to the middle-aged man who was busy tuning.
"Zhao Heping, I brought a friend here. I'll let you broaden your horizons today. Hurry up and get the equipment ready.”
Li Shijie had known the middle-aged man called Zhao Heping for many years, and he had always been rude.
Zhao Heping took off his headset and stood up to greet Jiang Sheng.
Li Shijie rarely brought people here. The first person he brought was Yang Zhongwei, and the second was the young man in front of him.
To be called a friend by Li Shijie, based on Zhao Heping's understanding of him, this young man could not be wrong.
"Hello, my name is Zhao Heping."
Zhao Heping greeted Jiang Sheng warmly. After all, he was someone Li Shijie had brought over.
"Hello, Jiang Sheng. Sorry to trouble you."
Jiang Sheng smiled and nodded in response.
After a simple greeting, Zhao Heping paused his work and asked Jiang Sheng.
"I have all the popular songs here. You can use them directly.”
Jiang Sheng replied as he took out his guitar from his bag.
"I don't have a complete song for my own song yet. I only have the guitar for now.”
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