A single hum might not sound good, but it sounded good with accompaniment.
If he added some harmonies, it would sound even better.
It was precisely because of this that in a song, the high, mid, and low notes had to be filled up. A song with a high proportion of high and low notes would be uncomfortable to listen to.
The range might not be too wide, but the level of comparison between them had to be made.
The male and female duet was a classic example.
Due to innate reasons, when singing duets, the male was usually lower than the female. The lower male voice served as a foil to the higher female voice, and the higher female voice served as a light for the lower male voice.
Fan Yi and Tong Yujiao were singers with very distinctive voices.
Their specialty was that they were all good at high notes, and the high notes had strong penetrating power and were clear.
Under such circumstances, it was difficult for them to cooperate with each other. When they sang duet, it was like fighting.
The kind that would beat him to death.
This was especially true for the two high-pitched players who had extremely strong penetrating power.
Singing a song together was like beating a dog's brain out.
"Yes, I think I know what's going on.”
Drew nodded.
"In your situation, if you want to sing together, you can't do it the usual way.”
If the human voice lacked a low pitch and wanted to emphasize the penetrating high notes, then they could only start from the music itself.
In this case, other than rearranging the arrangement and using bass instruments such as bass, tuba, cello, and double bass to make up for the lack of bass, there was no other way.
If the voices of both men and women were very high, then they had to pull back the sense of balance from the instrument, otherwise it would float.
Then, the problem arose again.
There were even more problems with the arrangement and remake of the song.
Did their voices match the content of the song?
Would a new arrangement with a higher bass ratio still be suitable for the original song?
If he was not careful, he would destroy the original song.
It was just like how countless remakes, remakes, or covers of songs that had been rearranged were often ridiculed by netizens.
This was actually a conflict between the idea of the arrangement and the idea of the song itself. If the singer's own unique voice was added, the conflict would only be more serious.
Therefore, the easiest way for these two people to cooperate was...
Tailor-made song!
A song that belonged to the two of them!
"There's no other way. The two of you are too unique. Other methods are even more difficult.”
Drew nodded.
"Leave it to me. Don't worry!!”
"Haha! Thank you so much, Senior."
Fan Yi was relieved and smiled.
If it was really tailor-made, then this song would very likely become the mark of the two of them. Ordinary covers would be difficult to surpass, and there would even be no comparison.
In the entertainment industry, uniqueness was the only thing that mattered. An idol could be a character, but a singer's character was their musical style.
Music itself existed to be remembered.
"Senior, what should we do next? Professor Chen told us to listen to you.”
"Ah! The next step!"
Drew scratched his head.
"Let's go back and rest. I plan to go to the old man's house to eat braised chicken drumsticks.”
“？”
Fan Yi almost choked to death.
"But…"
Tong Yujiao also felt that it was a little unreliable.
He was talking about serious matters a second ago, and now he wanted to eat chicken drumsticks?
Was this the leap in thinking of a genius player?!
"The key is that you can't force it now.”
Looking at the two people who were in a daze, Drew felt a little helpless. He spread his hands and pointed at his head.
"Melody will pop out from time to time, but the timing is uncertain, and I can't control it.”
"You have to know that when there's no shit, you can't hold it in. At most, you can only hold it in and fart.”
“？”
Their faces gradually twisted.
Was this the brain circuit of a genius?
"Then what are you thinking now?”
Fan Yi's lips were trembling.
“emmm.......”
Drew scratched his head.
It's not that I don't want to work, but
He was craving it.
"This thing is telling me that it wants to experience the secretion of adrenaline from eating braised chicken drumsticks.”
“？”
"Aiya! Don't worry!"
Drew laughed heartily.
"If I eat a chicken drumstick and feel good, I might get some inspiration. If it really doesn't work, I'll go home and rummage through the cabinet. I've written quite a lot of stock in the past, so I can take it out and change it! Trust me!"
“......”
No, I don't believe it.
Fan Yi and Tong Yujiao looked at each other and couldn't help but shiver.
If not for the fact that this person in front of him was strongly recommended by Professor Chen,
"Alright then, I'll leave it to you."
There were at least 30 days before the semi-final recording.
It was indeed a rush, but it was definitely enough.
If it really didn't work out, there were backup songs.
It was better than nothing.
"Yes, yes."
Drew nodded.
After exchanging their contact information and explaining some follow-up questions, the two of them left.
After locking the door, Drew hurriedly went to Professor Bowen Chen's house.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"It's here!"
A woman in her early fifties opened the door.
The woman beamed when she saw that it was Drew.
"Yo, Jack, you're here. Come in quickly.”
"Aiya, long time no see. Aunty Lin, why are you still so beautiful?”
"This brat only knows how to say what I like to hear.”
Auntie Lin's smile became even brighter.
"Hmph, bootlicking. Your Aunt Lin has become an old woman.”
Professor Chen Bowen said sourly as he drank his tea.
" Huh?!"
Before Aunt Lin could make things difficult for him, Drew frowned and asked.
"Aunt Lin, why do you feel younger?”
"Look at Jason. He's so good at talking.”
Auntie Lin rolled her eyes at Professor Chen.
"Unlike you, old donkey, you only know how to annoy me every day!!”
"Shaojie, you stay here for a while. I'll cook for you.”
"Alright! Auntie Lin, please go ahead! I really like your chicken drumsticks."
Drew chuckled and coaxed Auntie Lin into the kitchen.
When he arrived at the living room, he saw his teacher sitting silently on the sofa, taking a sip of tea.
"Ton, ton, ton, ton!"
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