Chapter 86: Buds are waiting to be released under the sun

"What's this song... called?"

""Chinese dialect"" Lin Ye said with a smile.

"It's a bit difficult to learn." Li Zhien paused and said this.

“Is it just a little difficult to learn?”

Li Zhien pondered for two seconds.

"Okay, it's hard to learn."

"Haha." Lin Ye smiled happily.

The song "Chinese Dialect" is catchy and easy to sing for native Chinese speakers. But for foreigners, it is not that friendly.

"Take it slow, learning Chinese is not something you can learn in a short time."

Compared to Korean, which is similar to Pinyin, it is very difficult to learn Chinese, and it may require some talent to master Chinese within a few months.

Lee Ji-en nodded slightly.

"Are you going to try it?" Li Zhien took off his headphones and asked.

"Okay." Lin Ye hadn't tried this kind of recording equipment yet. Although King Ye introduced the names and uses of these equipment to him one by one, it was the first time he had started.

"By the way, I remember the first time I met was in Uncle Park's store. What did you buy at that time?" Lee Ji-eun suddenly remembered the first encounter between the two and asked.

"I've been customized and I've been doing the microphone." Lin Ye fiddled with the instrument and said casually.

"Oh." Lee Ji-eun nodded, "I'll go out first."

"good."

Lin Ye put on his headphones.

"What are you singing?" Lee Ji-eun asked outside.

Both of them could do it, so they did not let the company's recording engineer come over. There were only two of them in the music room.

""Tornado", Jay Chou's." Lin Ye said casually.

Lee Ji-en quickly searched for the song and then clicked to record.

"Love is like a gust of wind, he will leave after it blows~~"

The songs of r&b are the most important, and the rhythm is very strong.

For example, love is like a gust of wind, love is low, like a high, and then a gust of wind sings separately, a gust of wind.

This is the rhythm of r&b, one by one, and then separate the rhythm. This is how the first song of "Tornado" is.

Lin Ye’s musical skills, that is, singing skills, are far from that of the Heavenly King Ye. But in this world, there are only Kim Ji-soo except Lin Ye. Without comparison, Li Ji-eun naturally doesn’t know Lin Ye’s strength.

Besides, this song is a song by Jay Chou. Tian Wang Ye has taught Lin Ye all Jay Chou's songs. In his songs, Lin Ye can show his strength as much as Tian Wang Ye, but it will not be much worse.

This also made Li Zhien outside immersed in the singing as he listened to Lin Ye's singing.

Enjoy the music.

For musicians, thousands of words are not as good as musical convergence, and they can feel each other's emotional fluctuations.

A bit similar to ancient times... to make friends with poetry?

At the end of the song, Lin Ye smashed his mouth with a little unsatisfactory feeling.

"Is this the case when recording songs?" Lin Ye asked curiously.

He asked the King of Heaven, but forgot to wear the headset at this time, and Li Zhien outside could hear it clearly, thinking that Lin Ye was talking to him.

"No, we record songs in small pieces, and there are fewer things to record a whole song directly." Lee Ji-en replied.

"Why?" Lin Ye asked in confusion.

"Everyone's singing won't be perfect, so record it separately and capture the best ones together."

Lin Ye nodded suddenly.

"No wonder many singers' live is not as good as recorded."

"Don't be embarrassed, my scene is much better than recording. My buddy's god-level scene is right than the songs you listen to." Tian Wang Ye said dissatisfiedly.

"You are an exception."

"What's the exception?" Li Zhien asked in confusion.

"It's nothing. I think you will be better than recording in the future." Lin Ye said with a smile.

Li Zhien laughed, and Lin Ye's confidence in her from time to time made Li Zhien from the beginning discomfort to the present accustomed to it.

It is undoubtedly a very comfortable thing to have a friend around you who believes that you can succeed than you.

Li Zhien glanced at Lin Ye.

Even if it is not for himself, Lin Ye’s trust cannot be easily let down.

"Let's go ahead?"

"good."

...

After playing music with Lee Ji-en for the afternoon, Lin Ye left in the evening.

Li Zhien is very leisurely, but Lin Ye is not. Although he is a student, his busyness is comparable to that of a social animal.

Saturday, afternoon.

Lin Ye washed up after a daily nap, dressed neatly, sprayed sunscreen spray, and then left the door.

Today I am going to JYP, which is also the last of the three majors.

s.m and yg have been taken down by Lin Ye, and now only the three major players are left.

Come here, jyp is just trying the waters, and there is no need to win.

The reason why Lin Ye and the others chose to invest in major entertainment companies is ultimately because they are convenient for girls. Now, they have everything they should have, and the only remaining jyp is not something that is inevitable. If you can get it, you can get it. If you can't get it, it doesn't matter.

Lin Ye still has the phone number of JYP President Park Jin-young.

He didn't have time to come to a very low-level cup packing at the security staff of JYP. On the way to JYP, he called Park Jin-young to tell him that he was coming. When he arrived at JYP, the guardrail in the parking lot was wide open, and there was a special person waiting for Lin Ye in the scorching sun.

"Hello, President Lin." Lin Ye got off the car, and the man immediately bowed deeply to say hello.

"Hello." Lin Ye nodded, "President Park is in the company."

"Are here, please come with me."

Lin Ye followed the staff and walked into JYP's star-making factory, which is not inferior to S.M, from the back door of the parking lot.

VIP reception room.

"President Lin, I have long admired Daqie, I'll be lucky." Park Jin-young, who looks like a gorilla, stood up after Lin Ye came in and said with a smile on his face.

When that smiled, he looked even more stupid.

"Hello, President Park." Lin Ye shook hands with Park Jin-young with a smile. The other party obviously knew that he was Chinese, and the greeting etiquette used was all Chinese-style handshakes.

"Come on, President Lin, please sit down." Park Jin-young made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Ye nodded and sat down.

In a company with a director status, someone will call him Director Lin. But more people still call him President Lin.

The name Fusu Company is the suffix immediately after Lin Ye's name, and it is also the easiest way for Lin Ye to act in Korea.

Lin Ye’s biggest connection in Korea is the general manager of Samsung Hospital, and the other party is happy to make friends with his son, the vice president of Union Hospital.

This relationship is enough to make Lin Ye walk sideways in the entire Korean entertainment industry.

"Is President Lin's visit this time..."

"I believe President Park also knows that I have been to many companies, and I have specially put jyp to the end, because in my opinion, jyp is the most worthy of my attention." Lin Ye said lying with his eyes open.

Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, brag about the other party first.

The smile on Park Jin-young's face remained unchanged.

"Thank you, President Lin for your kindness."

I only look at my expressions, but I don’t know if Park Jin-young believes it or not.

"Talking about music with him." Tian Wang Ye suddenly said, "Park Jin-young is a businessman who loves music very much. Now he attaches importance to music over business at this time, so it would be better to start with music."

Lin Ye's expression remained unchanged and continued to speak: "I heard that President Park is a musician who loves music very much. I have studied it for a while. Are you interested in communicating?"

"Okay. I have long heard of President Lin's musical literacy that Bigbang's gdxi is ashamed of himself. Today I happened to have a conversation." Lin Ye's words hit Park Jin-young's thoughts.

He did not think that Lin Ye could get the shares and status as a director of JYP, after all, JYP was not his one-man show. Even if he agreed, he would increase the success rate at most.

Compared to talking about cooperation, Park Jin-young wants to see the music of Lin Ye who G-Dragon praised endlessly.

After all, G-Dragon, Park Jin-young, had been exposed to it. He had no choice but to be honest with his musical talent, which made him feel inferior. He even respectfully praised his teacher's musical skills. How could Park Jin-young not be curious?
To be continued...