Since 1983

Professional things should be done by professional people - this is Teacher Xu's workplace principle.

Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. He analyzed himself very clearly. His strengths lie in overall planning, resource allocation, talent discovery, and vision and media concepts that transcend the times.

Of course, the first two points have not had a chance to be used.

If we really want to talk about specific professional skills, he is best at art, and his writing skills are also good, but nothing else.

It was this clear understanding that allowed him to quickly rise to the top of the crew as a rookie without making people feel too disgusted. Convincing the Tao belongs to him, so he has to show his appearance; the photography lighting is someone else's stall, so we have to communicate; the director of the specific shooting has the final say, so at most he can provide advice...

At the same time, thanks to the open style of the art center, Dai Linfeng is quite accurate if he really can't do it on CCTV.

The sun is shining brightly, another hot day.

When Xu Fei arrived at the Institute of International Relations near the Summer Palace, his shirt was soaked and collapsed into the shape of the vest inside. He didn't dare to be less formal, it was a university after all.

"Comrade, are you okay?"

"I'm looking for someone. I made an appointment before. Here is my certificate."

Xu Fei shook his work card, entered the campus, and touched the boys' dormitory all the way.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Come in!"

Pushing open the door of a dormitory, I saw a small wooden bed inside, the facilities were simple, and there was a small fan on the table that turned back and forth. A young man in a tank top and shorts was playing a guitar.

"Liu Huan, right? My name is Xu Fei. I'll call you."

"Oh hello hello."

The young man stood up. He was not tall, with short black and thick hair, a big mouth with thick lips, and a chubby face, just the type his mother-in-law liked.

Xu Fei shook hands with him, exclaiming in his heart, oh, so thin! Although he has a big head and a thick neck, at least he has a neck now...

It is said that once the song "Young Aspirations Don't Sorrow" came out, he never thought about letting others sing it, so he directly found Liu Huan's contact information.

This is very amazing, from Jinmen, never studied music, and was in the school propaganda team when I was a child. I have spoken about cross talk, sang Allegro, and Peking Opera, and I am the best at cross talk. I partnered with Dai Zhicheng, and was asked by Chang Baohua to be an apprentice, but my parents didn't agree.

Later, he was admitted to the School of International Relations, where he majored in French literature.

On campus, seeing so many students playing the guitar, he borrowed the guitar from others during the summer vacation, and when school starts again, he will become the best player.

Self-study music, piano, songwriting, classical music and opera research... I really can't talk about talent, who do you turn to for reasoning?

In 1985, Liu Huan graduated and stayed in school, and then went to the countryside to teach with the Central Lecturer Group. During this period, a column team of CCTV wanted to hold a cultural evening, so he was brought back and sang several English and French songs.

Even if this is his debut, it is also the reason why Xu Fei found him.

"Well, everything was clarified on the phone, why don't you watch the song first?"

"well."

Liu Huan felt that the other party was super straightforward, and didn't say a word of nonsense. Xu Fei then took out a music manuscript from his bag, with words and scores.

He took a look and saw that the name was good, "Young Aspirations Don't Say No Sorrow", and then looked at the lyrics, "How many times the wind and rain, how many springs and autumns", it is also well written.

Looking at the music score at the end, it is high-pitched, passionate, magnificent, and what is rare is that it is still catchy.

"Hiss!"

Liu Huan's heart trembled, and he felt a piece of pie hit his head. This is definitely a good song!

Just because the song was so good, I couldn't believe it, and said cautiously: "Mr. Xu, do you really want me to sing? Me, I'm not a professional..."

"You are one of the candidates. I will record a demo for you and make a decision after researching."

"oh."

Liu Huan nodded, it was more real, and at the same time, he felt more and more that this gentleman was concise and capable, and he was a man of business.

"Don't you have a guitar? Can you sing a few lines first?"

"Let me try."

Liu Huan held the music score and began to study, first on the bed, then squatting on the ground, and then pia on the chair.

For a long time, he took the guitar, tuned the strings, and played a few notes, which was exactly the tune of the first sentence.

"..."

Xu Fei frowned and said, "It doesn't seem suitable for playing with the guitar."

"This song is too atmospheric, the guitar can't express it, it needs a symphony."

"Can you sing a cappella?"

"Try it."

Liu Huan found the feeling again, standing in the cramped and narrow dormitory, with the broken fan whistling, and singing: "How many times the wind and rain, how many times the spring and autumn, the wind, frost, snow, rain and torrent..."

"Don't press your throat!" Xu Fei said suddenly.

Liu Huan looked at him, and raised his volume, "Through all the hardships, you will never change your infatuation, and you will never worry about your youthful ambitions."

"It's better to press your throat, don't worry, let it all out!"

"Golden shield, forged with blood, show your skills in times of crisis, show your skills..."

This sentence is already very high-pitched, there is a little commotion on the floor, I don't know what it is doing.

Xu Fei felt that he hadn't reached the limit, so he kept waving his hand to stimulate the other party's emotions, "Release it again, can it be higher, higher!"

Liu Huan held his breath in his chest, and let it all out, "For the sake of mother's smile, for the harvest of the earth, the long years, why not be afraid of romance!"

After singing, the meaning is still unfinished, not to mention there is a devil stirring beside him.

"do it again"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

So it started again...

Finally, when the sound landed, the whole person squatted on the ground, covering his face and motionless.

He sang High C just now, and he sang it with his real voice, which is extremely rare. The students on the floor ran over one after another, "What's going on?"

"What's going on? What are you doing?"

"Singing and playing, it's all right, I'm sorry."

Liu Huan stood up with his legs on his feet, kicked everyone out, turned his head and his eyes were a little red, "Mr. Xu, this song is so good! It's so good! If possible, please let me sing it."

"please!"

…………

People who have worked with Xu Fei all have the feeling that his work efficiency is frighteningly high, not only is he fast, but he also forces others to be fast.

Three days after the old lady finished writing the lyrics and handed them over to him, she said that she had found someone, that the preliminary investigation was successful, and that she was going to record a demo tape.

The old lady was a little scared and couldn't get away from the filming, so she let Lei Lei go with her.

So one afternoon, the three of them gathered in the recording studio of Baihua Hutong.

Xu Fei wanted to come and have a look for a long time, but he never had the chance, so he wandered around as soon as he entered the door, a complete bumpkin.

Throughout the 1980s, there were three major music production centers in China, the Pacific Ocean in Guangdong Province, Zhongchang in Shanghai, and Baihua in Beijing. Baihua is currently known as "the first studio in Asia", with a construction area of ​​400 square meters, 42-track recording equipment, and a hollow recording studio with first-class shock absorption.

Liu Huan took a few deep breaths, entered the recording studio, and the two of them watched from outside.

Lei Lei is in her early thirties, wears glasses, and is very intellectual. She is also a member of the center, and asked, "Xiao Xu, is this person reliable?"

"Absolutely reliable."

"Don't ruin my song, do you know how much effort I put into writing this song?"

"Sister, you'll know after a while, when did I ever get out of business?"

"But he's not a professional."

"What's wrong with not being a professional? Isn't Chen Li also arrested by Mr. Wang from FAW?"

"..."

Lei Lei glanced at him sideways and stopped talking.

Chen Li is the singer of various songs in "Dream of Red Mansions". He is also a non-professional.

Wang Liping started writing it in 1982, and now most of the songs have been finished, and the "leaked" one is "Wang Ning Mei".

Since it was a demo, the recording was recorded very quickly. In the end, Lei Lei ran over and listened to it with earphones. It was unexpectedly suitable. Liu Huan's voice was born to sing big songs when God rewarded him with food.

Lei Lei is very satisfied, and feels that Teacher Xu has discerning eyes; Liu Huan is also satisfied, and thanks Teacher Xu for giving the opportunity.

The two patted each other's farts, then turned to look for Xu Fei, and found that the guy was breaking up with the staff.

"Can you issue an invoice?"

"You are paying a deposit now, and you can only open it after you get the tape."

"Isn't it different a few days earlier and a few days later? You can save yourself the trouble and come and open one for me."

"Uh, then do you write the unit or the individual?"

"Just write about the Beijing TV Art Center, that's right, that one, for reimbursement..."

Wow!

Full of impressions poured out.

(I want to raise a chinchilla!!!!!!)