"Feng, what are you talking about, you want me to find you a musician to record the score?" Kirilenko was a little confused, to say that Feng wanted to find a few songs for Elena and find someone to write them, listening to Feng Yu's meaning, how could it be like he wanted to write the songs himself?

But when you write your own songs, don't you write them all directly, so why do you still find someone to record the score?

"I had a few melodies in my head, and I hummed them out for someone to record. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Although Feng Yu knows the guitar, he doesn't have the ability to write a piece directly, unless he tries to hold the guitar one tone at a time, it will be too troublesome."

"Do you want it now?"

"Well, I'm afraid I'll forget later. By the way, I also need a translator, I wrote Chinese lyrics, translated into Russian, I always feel that something is missing. ”

"Okay, then you can wait a minute, I'll make a call."

An hour later, an old man with gray hair stepped out of the helicopter and entered the opera house at the Kirilenko estate. Translation, there are in the manor itself.

"Feng, this is our famous musician Mr. Pudovkin, you just have to sing it once, and he promises to write the whole tune."

Feng Yu began to whistle a piece of music, Pudovkin didn't pay much attention to it, but after listening to a few paragraphs, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

This melody is so beautiful, and it is clearly their Russian style, is it really written by this Chinese?

After Feng Yu finished blowing, Pudovkin sat down at the piano and played directly without pause. Feng Yu closed his eyes and listened, it was exactly the same tune as the tune he had just played, it was really amazing!

Feng Yu continued to play the tune of another song, and Pudovkin still remembered it over and over again, remembering two tunes in a row, and there was no confusion at all.

After the three tunes were recorded, Feng Yu stopped. The most impressive Soviet-style Chinese songs in his memory are four in total.

"Birch Forest", "On the Shore of Lake Baikal", "Ten Minutes of a Life", "Twilight in Moscow", one by Pu Shu, two by Li Jian, and one by Shui Mu are all authentic Soviet style, of course, it can also be said to be Russian style.

The birch forest has long been sung by Feng Yu, and the remaining three songs have not yet been released.

For Elena, Feng Yu said that he had to be a fake songwriter again.

After a while, the translator of the Chinese lyrics given by Feng Yu also came over and handed the translated lyrics to Feng Yu. Feng Yu took a look, there are a few places that are indeed different from his own translation, Feng Yu is not a professional translator after all, maybe a synonym, but the meaning expressed is completely different.

When Feng Yu gently sang the lyrics of the Baikal Shore in Russian, Pudovkin played the piano with a very enjoyable expression.

After singing the song, Pudovkin actually took the initiative to applaud, and then asked: "Mr. Feng, this song is very good, but it doesn't seem to fit your voice, do you mind if I give this song to someone else to sing?" ”

Rub, despised !

Well, Feng Yu admits that his voice is not good, not to mention, these songs themselves are sung for Elena, and her voice is much stronger than his.

"Mr. Pudovkin, I wrote this song for someone else, I'm sorry."

Pudovkin was a little excited: "Mr. Feng, this kind of good song, you must find the right person to sing it, otherwise the taste will be wrong, and it will make the pearl dusty!" ”

Feng Yu beckoned to Elena, who was sitting on the side, and Elena walked over quickly.

"Elena, you sing two verses to Mr. Pudovkin."

Elena didn't remember it all, but she still followed the music and sang a few words. Pudovkin's eyes lit up, this voice is too suitable for this kind of song, these songs, is this written for her? It's a genius to be able to sing like this once you listen to it.

Pudovkin listened to Feng Yu finish singing all three songs in a row, then took the words over, changed them a little, and sang them again by himself.

Although the translator was professional, he didn't know much about music, and some words had one meaning, but the pronunciation was slightly different, and after this change, the song became more beautiful.

"Thank you, Mr. Pudovkin, for your help, and please help me make the arrangement. When we have enough songs for an album, we will officially release the album for her. ”

Today's singers are no longer old-fashioned records, and even the tapes are much less, most of them are CDs and DVDs. Of course, not every song can be made into an MV, only the title song, otherwise the cost is too high.

"No problem, I'll write the other songs as well, or find a friend to write songs that suit the style of these songs and make an album for her. This little girl, are you interested in coming to my company for development? When Pudovkin saw the talent, he couldn't help but open his mouth to solicit it.

Kirilenko raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Pudovkin, don't you think she's a little familiar?" Mind you, she's dancing. ”

Dancing? Dancing and singing so good? No kidding. Wait, is it her?

"She's the ballet Elena?!"

Pudovkin was a little sad, he was already the lead dancer of one of the best ballet companies in the world, and he could be said to have reached the peak of his career, how could he come to his company to be a rookie singer.

Elena shook Feng Yu's arm gently, her eyes full of anticipation for Pudovkin's invitation, this musician who is well-known in Russia and even in the whole of Eastern Europe.

Feng Yu then said: "Mr. Pudovkin, although Elena cannot join your company, she can become your student, as long as you are willing to teach her." ”

Pudovkin was overjoyed: "Of course, of course I am willing to pass on what I have learned all my life to her, and her voice is one of the most beautiful I have ever heard." Sir, are you interested in providing us with songs of great quality for a long time? ”

Feng Yu rolled his eyes, what kind of eyes, does my brother seem to be a person who makes a living by selling songs?

Pudovkin saw Feng Yu's attitude, he knew Feng Yu's thoughts, he sighed: "Chinese people are really talented, once I listened to a song called "White Birch Forest", it is very beautiful, it is said to be written by a Chinese middle school student, I don't know if you know him?" ”

Being praised so much, or a famous Russian musician, Feng Yu couldn't help but feel a little proud.

It didn't matter what he said, Elena hurriedly said, "Teacher, that song was also written by Mr. Feng." After speaking, he also showed adoring eyes and looked at Feng Yu, which made Feng Yu even more proud in his heart.

Pudovkin's eyes widened, the one in front of him was the genius boy back then? has such a talent in music, how to listen to him, it seems that he doesn't plan to take this path, it's a pity, it's a pity!

"I promise that in three months, Alina's singing strength can be greatly improved! When the time comes, it's time to record the album. ”

Feng Yu said with a smile: "In this case, please ask Mr. Ppudovkin." ”

…… (To be continued.) )