Zhou Cheng’s composing style was popular, but the downside to this style of music was that it caught on quickly and faded just as fast.
Without mentioning Yi Yaoyao’s hit song "The Moment of Confession" that paired so well with the idol drama "I Promise You a Lifetime of Peace", the drama really broke several records during that summer vacation.
She had reservations about the data of "The Moment of Confession".
Moreover, after "The Moment of Confession", although Zhou Cheng’s tunes did have their moments of popularity, there weren’t many awards.
After listening to two or three pieces, she shared her insights with Annan, who exclaimed, "Impressive, truly what an expert sees. I’ve listened to Zhou Cheng’s songs for a long time but never thought about these issues."
She had thought about doing whatever she could to help Yuran, but in the end, the breakthrough was found by Yuran himself.
Yuran smiled, "It’s not a big problem; although you can understand musical scores and such, you lack experience. As you get more familiar with it, you’ll know where the key issue lies."
Annan shook his head, "That might not be the case, but now that you mention it, it really is true. Especially since that year, ’I Promise You a Lifetime of Peace’ was popular the entire summer vacation; the supporting actors, main roles, music, and production team were all incredibly hot. It’s hard to say who really rode on whose coattails, but there were certainly a lot of contributing factors."
Lately, although Zhou Cheng had been involved in quite a few musical scoring projects and pre-booked compositions for singers, there were few awards, and in the past year and a half, the volume of his work had significantly declined.
Strictly speaking, he was already resting on his laurels, but why was he still so arrogant?
Yuran narrowed his eyes lightly, "That’s not surprising; these kinds of people generally have two explanations."
"Which kinds of people?"
Yuran, "Those who experienced hardship, basked in glory, and navigated through low periods; such people either have extremely stubborn personalities and keep to their original aspirations, or they become like Zhou Cheng, unable to accept the great disparity."
Annan felt the person speaking to him at that moment was like a senior who had seen through the worldly life and death, hesitantly stuttered, "Yuran, you, you, you’re scaring me a bit with this talk."
Yuran snapped back and grinned at her, "What’s there to worry about! I’m just teaching you. Alright, stop polluting your ears with such commercial music, I’ve got an idea, and I’m going to write it now."
Saying this, Yuran got up, took her guitar, and left, even reminding Annan, "Don’t disturb me, do as you please."
Annan watched her leave and couldn’t wrap her head around it, "Eh, eh? Hey... are you going to eat supper?"
The response she got was the sound of the door closing. Annan scratched her head, "This hits harder on my IQ than it does emotionally; it’s far more severe."
When inspiration struck Yuran, her songwriting speed was incredibly fast; she remembered when she wrote her first song, it took just fifteen minutes, although the lyrics took much more effort and time afterward.
The melody depended on inspiration, that burst of creativity at the moment.
Whereas the lyrics required a deep contemplation of content and careful consideration to make the completion of a song more substantial.
In just about twenty minutes, she came out holding a sheet of paper filled with musical notes. Annan, who was nestled on the couch eating chips, froze at the sight of Yuran.
"You, you, you, don’t tell me, you, you, you, you’re done"
Before she could finish speaking, Yuran handed the musical score to her, "Done."