"Feng, what do you say, you want me to find a musician who records the score?" Kirilenko is a little confused, to say that Feng wants to find a few songs for Elena, find someone to write it, listen. What does Feng Yu mean, how does he want to write his own songs?

But if you write your own songs, don't you write them directly? How do you still find someone to record the score?

"I have a few melody in my mind, I pulled it out and let people record it." Although Feng Yu would play the guitar, but did not have the ability to write a song directly, unless he tried to hold a guitar and a tone. That is too much trouble.

"Is it necessary now?"

"Well, I am afraid of forgetting it later. Right, I want a translation. I wrote Chinese lyrics and translated them into Russian. I always feel something bad."

"Yes, then wait a minute, I will call."

An hour later, a gray-haired old man walked down the helicopter and entered the opera house of Kirilenko. Translation, the estate itself has.

"Feng, this is our famous musician in Moscow, Mr. Pudovkin. If you sing it again, he promises to write the complete song."

Feng Yu began to blow a piece of music out with a whistle. Pudov Kim didn't care too much, but after listening to a few paragraphs, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

This melody is too pleasing, and it is clearly their Russian genre. Was it really written by the Chinese?

After Feng Yu had finished blowing, Pudovkin sat next to the piano and played straight without stopping. Feng Yu listened with his eyes closed, and it was exactly the same as the tunes he had just blown.

Feng Yu continued to play the tune of another song. Pudovkin still remembered it again and again, remembering two songs in succession, there was no confusion.

After the three songs were recorded, Feng Yu stopped. He has the deepest few Soviet-style summer songs, a total of four.

"Birch Forest", "Baigar Lakeside", "Ten Minutes of a Life", "Twilight of Moscow", a simple tree, two Li Jian's, a Shuimu Nianhua, are all authentic Soviet style, of course It can also be said that it is a Russian style.

Bai Hualin has long been sung by Feng Yu, and the remaining three songs are not yet available.

For Elena, Feng Yu said that there is no need to make another fake songwriter.

After a while, the translation of the Chinese lyrics given by Feng Yu came over, and the translated lyrics were handed over to Feng Yu. Feng Yu looked at it. There are several differences between him and his own. Feng Yu is not a professional translator, maybe a synonym, but the meaning is completely different.

When Feng Yu gently sang the lyrics on Lake Baikal in Russian, Pudov Kim played the piano and enjoyed his expression.

After a song, Pudovkin took the initiative to applaud and then asked: "Mr. Feng, this song is very good, but it seems that it is not suitable for your voice. Do you mind if I give this song to others to sing?"

Rubbed, despised!

Well, Feng Yu admits that his nephew is not awkward, not to mention that these songs are themselves sung to Elena, and her nephew is much better than his.

"Mr. Pudovkin, this song I wrote to others, I am sorry."

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

Feng Yu rushed to the side of Elena and waved, and Elena walked over.

"Elena, you sing a few words and listen to Mr. Pudovkin."

Elena didn't remember it, but she followed the music and sang a few words. Pudov’s eyes are shining, this voice is too suitable for this kind of song. Are these songs written for her? I can sing like this after listening to it. This is a genius.

Pudov Jin listened to Feng Yu and sang all three songs. Then he took the words and changed a little bit. He sang again.

Although the translator is professional, but does not understand music, some words are a meaning, but the pronunciation is slightly different. After such a change, the song becomes more beautiful.

"Thanks to Mr. Pudovkin for his help, please also help you arrange the arrangement. After we have received enough songs for an album, we will officially release her."

Nowadays, the singer is no longer the old-fashioned record, and even the tape is much less. Most of them are cd and dvd. Of course, not every song can be made into mv, only the main song, otherwise the cost is too high.

"No problem, other songs, also handed it to me, I will help write, or find a friend to write a song suitable for these song styles, give her an album. This little girl, are you interested? Come to my company for development?" Pudovkin saw the talent and couldn't help but open the door.

Kirilenko raised an eyebrow: "Mr. Pudovkin, you don't think that she is familiar. Remind you that she is dancing."

Dancing? Dancing singing so nice? Do not make jokes. Wait, is it her?

"She is the Elena who danced ballet?!"

Pudovkin is somewhat stunned. Others are already the leader of one of the best ballet companies in the world. It is the peak of his career. How can he come to his company as a new singer?

Elena gently shakes Feng Yu's arm, and her eyes are full of expectations for Pudov's invitation. This is a loud musician in Russia and even in Eastern Europe.

Feng Yu said: "Mr. Pudovkin, although Elena can't join your company, but can be your student, as long as you are willing to teach her."

Pudov Kim’s great joy: "Of course, I am willing to pass on my life to her. Her voice is one of the most wonderful sounds I have ever heard. This gentleman, are you interested in providing us with high quality for a long time? song?"

Feng Yu turned a blind eye, what eyes, brother is a person who lives by selling songs?

Pudov Jin saw Feng Yu’s attitude and knew Feng Yu’s thoughts. He sighed: “The Chinese people are really genius. I once heard a song called “Birch Forest”, which is very beautiful. It is said to be one. I don’t know if you know him, written by a Chinese student in Huaxia?"

It is so praised, or a famous Russian musician, Feng Yu can not help but have some small pride.

Didn't use him to say, Elena rushed and said: "Teacher, that song, also written by Mr. Feng." After that, he also showed his adoring eyes and looked at Feng Yu, making Feng Yu more proud inside.

Pudov Kim’s big eyes, in front of him, was the genius boy of that year? There is such a talent in music, how to listen to his meaning, it seems that there is no intention to go this way, but unfortunately, it is a pity!

"I promise that in three months, I will be able to improve my singing performance! At that time, I can record the album."

Feng Yu said with a smile: "So, please, Mr. Pudovkin."

... (to be continued.)