Chapter 191 Do the Best
"Who are you?" the security guard sitting in the booth asked sternly.

"I'm Li Yan."

"Who cares which one you are?"

"You asked."

"Where are you going?"

"Flying Music Production Studio."

"Who cares where you go?"

"..."

Li Yan's logical skills were screaming. He gave up trying to convince the security guard by saying "the school has agreed to my freedom of movement" and chose a simpler and more brutal method.

"Hello, Mr. Tao, are you free now?"

Tao Caihong changed her shoes specially, drove to the school gate, and waved to the security guard:
"This child is quite special. He is Li Yan from the experimental class 1. His name is Muzi Li, which means "Yan" in "color"."

"Oh, that's it. Okay, Mr. Tao."

On the way to Feixiang Music, Tao Caihong was silent for a long time.

Li Yan said slowly, "Teacher Tao, you think it's not good for me to use my connections to pressure others at such a young age, right? You also think that the school gave me privileges, so you can't say anything about me."

Ding!
[Psychology +1, level 19 skill, total ]

Before his rebirth, Li Yan had this skill of reading people's minds. It's actually nothing mysterious. Almost all emotional people with good logic have it.

With the ability to capture emotions and analyze behavioral logic, reading minds is not difficult.

Most people are not very good at controlling their emotions.

But in his previous life, Li Yan suffered from this "ability". He couldn't play dumb when he saw it, but when he asked about it, it was often a mess.

Then they would turn around and scold others, "You are the one who knows best" or "I was not angry at first, but I got angry when you asked me"...

"You kid," Teacher Tao laughed helplessly, "I've already said everything you want me to say. What else can I say?"

Only when you have strength and status can mind reading be called a skill.

"I just chose the simplest and most direct path." Li Yan replied, "The security guard was just doing his job. If I really got upset about this kind of thing and wanted to use my connections to pressure him, that would be too ugly."

Tao Caihong's expression was much more relaxed. "You are really good at ordering people around. You called me over with just one phone call."

"I know you don't have classes right now, and I thought you could just inform the security guard, but I didn't expect you to drive here." Li Yan said with a smile, "It shows that my judgment was correct, Teacher Tao. The school is very concerned about the recording of this album, and perhaps more than just the school."

"What kind of environment would cultivate a child like you?" Tao Caihong asked from the bottom of her heart, "You are much more mature than many precocious third-year junior high school students I have come into contact with."

"The children of the poor will become rich early."

Others may not know Li Yan’s family background, but the school has already uncovered it thoroughly.

Teacher Tao just smiled and said, "You are so funny. Your family's conditions will also improve because of you in the future."

As we were talking, the car arrived at the destination.

Xiong Guojun stood directly at the door to greet her, which made Li Yan feel quite embarrassed. However, the advantage of coming with Tao Caihong was that she could be fully responsible for the human relations.

"I didn't expect you to be this good." Xiong Da handed Li Yan a piece of bear biscuit. "This is the first time I've heard of a junior high school student being allowed to skip classes by the school."

"Is this the first time I heard that New Taipei No. 1 High School can have a full score in all subjects?" Tao Caihong said proudly.

"That's great. It makes me a little stressed."

Xiong Da didn't waste any time and walked into the recording studio with Li Yan to discuss the record. Tao Caihong listened with great interest.

Li Yan listed nine Song Dynasty poems including "Qing Yu'an Yuan Xi", all of which seemed to be classics at first glance.

Su Shi's "Song of Water Melody", "Nian Nujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia", "Linjiangxian·Farewell to Qian Mu's Father" and "Ding Fengbo", Xin Qiji's "Qingyu'an·Lantern Festival", "Xijiangyue·Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road", Yan Shu's "Huanxisha", Li Qingzhao's "Ru Mengling", Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Man"...

Almost all of them are classic works in Chinese textbooks.

"How did you come up with this? It feels like the genres are quite mixed, and there's no single theme?"

"The theme is to sing Song Dynasty poems. For the first album, classics should still be the main focus, and the different styles will also avoid aesthetic fatigue. In addition, the difficulty of arrangement must also be considered... Songs like Su Shi's are very suitable. Songs that are too heroic cannot be supported by Lin Heng and I's voices. Themes that are too graceful may not be suitable..." "Why not?" Xiong Da wondered.

"Brother Jun, now that the record is finished, what do you think we should do?"

"Looking for a record company to distribute it?"

"No one will listen to it. We are not big stars. The cultural value of this record is greater than its musical value. 'Singing Song lyrics' is something that promotes traditional literature, so our path must be to get official support."

Feeling Xiong Da's subtle disappointment, Li Yan immediately responded:

"People have to listen to the song first before they can say whether it's good or not. There's no point in just admiring it by yourself."

Xiong Da was quickly convinced, his subtle emotions disappeared, and he continued to ask: "Didn't you say ten songs? How come it ended up being nine?"

"Because one of the poems was deleted, Zhu Dunru's "Partridge Sky: Written in the Western Capital"."

"Never heard of it? Didn't you say it should be a classic?"

"Inserting relatively less popular masterpieces will be more effective for the theme of 'promoting Song poetry'."

"Then..." Xiong Da didn't continue asking, but searched for this poem first:

I am a man of mountains and waters in Qingdu, and God has endowed me with a carefree and unrestrained character. I have been granted coupons for rain and wind, and have also been granted coupons for leaving clouds and borrowing the moon.

Ten thousand poems, thousands of cups of wine. How often have you looked at the princes and kings? I am too lazy to go back to the Jade Tower and Golden Palace, so I will just plant plum blossoms and get drunk in Luoyang.

"There are quite a lot of versions. Is it because of version issues?" asked Xiong Da.

"How often have you looked at the prince?" Tao Caihong muttered, "It's really not appropriate if you want official support."

"So that's what's going on. You don't act like a teenager at all. How come you think so far ahead?"

"So I had to give up and stick with the classics. In the end, we chose these nine songs. Lin Heng and I already have some ideas about the basic style..."

Although Li Yan said she came here to discuss something, it was more like she was assigning tasks. After telling Xiong Da about the style and references of each song, she actually took out a lot of music scores and hoped that Xiong Da could help her make some demos.

Xiong Da said without hesitation, "I'm just short of things to do."

He noticed that the music score written by Li Yan had several instrumentation options marked on it, and he couldn't help but ask, "You're not in class, so you're just doing this?"

Why are you guys so cooperative with me in showing off recently?

"No, I just hummed when I was inspired while eating or taking a bath, and wrote down what I thought sounded good."

"This... that shouldn't take much time? So what do you usually do?"

Seeing Li Yan thinking, Xiong Da felt a sense of being crushed, so he withdrew in time, "Forget it, forget it, you don't have to say anything. Well, I have something else to talk to you about, about the accompaniment."

It is indeed a question, and Li Yan has also considered it. "You tend to use field recordings rather than electronic synthesized sounds, right?"

"Yes, it seems like great minds think alike." Xiong Da chuckled, "Let's do traditional Chinese music, or sing Song Dynasty poems, it's better to keep it authentic."

Chinese style...electronic music?
Li Yan's brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he remembered his previous life. It should have been when he was about to graduate. It seemed that there was indeed such a word, and it was a trend in a small circle?

However, for now, traditional Chinese electronic music can only be a niche product, so there is no need to try it.

Li Yan's development path is stable. This system cannot give him a god-level improvement, so he still has to take one solid step at a time.

"It may not be enough for Lin Heng and I to do the live recording alone." Li Yan pondered.

"Do you have higher requirements?"

"Of course, if we want to do something, we have to do it the best, and there is such a good recording studio. Brother Jun, do you know any reliable folk music accompaniment team?"

"As for accompaniment, my friends can help, but folk music accompaniment..." Xiong Da bit his lip, "Yes, there is, but the requirement is... to find someone reliable?"

"As I said, if you want to do something, do it the best you can."

He seemed to have made up his mind. "No problem. Then find the White Peony Folk Music Orchestra."

Tao Caihong raised her eyebrows. "Such a big deal? They are very famous."

(End of this chapter)