Chapter 11: A Level of Sophistication That Even Aliens Would Call Incredible.

The hypnotic music kept playing relentlessly.

Wang Yongchang couldn’t hold back any longer.

What was truly absurd was that he could genuinely feel the magic embedded within the music.

He surprisingly found himself almost unable to resist moving along with it.

It was as if he was simultaneously disdainful and struggling against his own reaction.

“Don’t you care about the singer at all?!”

A fierce argument erupted in the room once again.

“It’s not like I’m the one singing, and she really does need something impactful!”

Thankfully, Li Can wasn’t just playing around for his own amusement.

Perhaps Chen Meijing might feel a bit embarrassed over this song in the future, but compared to the buzz and profit it would bring, such embarrassment was truly negligible.

Moreover, the song didn’t bear any negative influence. Although its production was abstract and hypnotic, it did not violate public morals. Musically speaking, it was actually quite melodic.

Besides, what he wanted wasn’t mere “curiosity” but “contrast.”

“Calm down, let me explain...”

Immediately, Li Can laid out his reasoning to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng couldn’t accept it but acknowledged there was no flaw in the logic.

He stood there stunned, awkwardly frozen.

“I really...”

If the song was ruining music, it wasn’t to such a degree of guilt.

But it certainly wasn’t a conventional song.

One could only say it was imaginative, though Li Can’s mental state was somewhat concerning.

“Ahem.”

Wang Yongchang cleared his throat twice and walked in.

Li Can and Lin Feng abandoned their standoff and greeted Wang Yongchang.

Wang Yongchang nodded, then hesitated to speak.

After a long pause, he finally managed to utter half a sentence.

“If you do it like this... tsk!”

Negative effects?

Indeed, as Li Can said, they wouldn’t be too severe.

At most, some serious listeners might be annoyed or criticize the song itself.

At worst, it might escalate to the level of the singer and composer, but it wouldn’t spark societal issues.

Wang Yongchang keenly sensed that this was a huge opportunity to go viral.

Even an old entertainment veteran like himself, who’d heard all kinds of bizarre music, was nearly swayed by this unexpected tune. Other listeners would feel it even more.

Whether the feedback would be positive or negative was hard to say.

But one thing was certain: it would be massive.

“Why don’t we do this? You mentioned you wanted to create contrast, right? If the contrast is well-crafted, it could actually work, but it depends on the comparison piece.”

After some consideration, Wang Yongchang spoke patiently.

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Upon hearing this, Lin Feng nodded repeatedly in agreement, then looked at Li Can with suspicion.

He seriously doubted whether this guy’s mental state could sustain normal creative work.

“Don’t worry, the contrasting song is already in production. This one’s a proper track.”

“This time, I’m really giving you guys something so advanced even aliens would say ‘awesome.’”

Li Can gave a thumbs-up.

But this only made everyone feel more uneasy.

“...”

Lin Feng and Wang Yongchang exchanged glances, their lips twitching.

This was bad.

His words only made them more worried.

Their silent exchange seemed like a conversation:

Lin Feng: Look at him!

Wang Yongchang: Kid, you’ve got it tough, hang in there.

“Really! The contrast can’t be too abstract. We need to tap into all of Chen Meijing’s potential, let her showcase every unique aspect of her vocal skills. So, artistic merit is fundamental, but we can still keep some commercial appeal.”

Li Can wasn’t joking; his expression was serious.

After some persuasion, Lin Feng and Wang Yongchang accepted reality.

After leaving the studio and returning to his office, Wang Yongchang finally blurted out a sentence.

“He’s... very different. He really is that kind of... very special guy...”

“Tsk!”

“I’ve never seen anything like this musician before.”

No one knew what the reaction would be after this round of promotion.

But Wang Yongchang knew that as long as he had the courage to push hard, it would probably explode in popularity.

Classically trained meets classically trained—no artistic spark, just who knew what this strange thing was.

Wang Yongchang sighed as he struggled to keep up with the pace of version updates.

However,

Wang Yongchang didn’t expect that on the other side of the studio, Lin Feng had completely changed his demeanor.

“Impressive, Brother Can, this inversion is brilliant!”

“Look at these chords, wow, they’re perfectly natural!”

Lin Feng beamed with joy.

After their dispute, since the decision was made, the production would naturally continue.

The second song was indeed a proper track.

And the intensity was increasing.

Every design was exquisite, perfectly suited to Chen Meijing’s unique style... perhaps only a singer like her, with such a broad vocal range and strong fundamentals, could truly master the demands of the original sheet music.

There were also some strange but highly memorable designs within.

Lin Feng, just observing, found the harmonic relationships extremely satisfying.

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However,

his joy quickly turned to horror.

“Damn, lucky it’s not you singing and just playing around here, huh?!”

Lin Feng exclaimed, hesitantly looking at Li Can.

“High D? Are you sure?!”

In common knowledge, the highest note for a female soprano that’s often mentioned is High C.

Anyone who can reach this note without straining is considered a vocal deity.

High D is a whole tone above High C.

When a vocal composer lets loose and maxes out the intensity, the effect is explosively shocking.

This score’s high notes were even higher than a person.

The leaps and shifts were more thrilling than bungee jumping.

It was like a contractor seeing the architect’s blueprints and thinking, “What the hell?”

“Chen Meijing has pretty good conditions. She’s not lacking skill, just her popularity is a bit toxic. She can hit this note; previous pitch tests went well.”

Li Can explained.

“She could even go higher, but it would lose its beauty. High D is right at the edge of her capability, and this note doesn’t require sharp diction, so it’s not as complicated as you think.”

Professionals don’t measure vocal pitch by how high a note is.

They listen to the sound’s density, the tension between vocal cords and breath, the mix of head, chest, and nasal resonance, and whether the fundamental and overtones are balanced across high, mid, and low frequencies.

Otherwise, it would be like slaughtering a pig—no beauty at all.

“I get all that, but what’s with the huge leaps up and down? Spatial shifts?”

Lin Feng’s eye twitched slightly.

“Leaps would be one thing, but your demand for continuous vocal timbre changes—isn’t that pushing it?”

Seeing Lin Feng’s serious gaze, Li Can nodded solemnly.

“So, Brother Feng, you can’t handle it?”

“I really can’t!”

Lin Feng blushed.

What followed were incomprehensible complaints like “Is male tenor the same as female soprano?” and “I’m trying to help you think seriously.”

But after the banter, Lin Feng had to admit:

This song... was indeed very advanced.

Given Chen Meijing’s specific traits, building on her coloratura soprano foundation and developing continuously shifting vocal textures fully showcased her abilities.

Previously, Chen Meijing’s versatility had actually limited her growth, making her song style vague and lacking memorable features.

But now?

The song fully displayed all her skills, instantly exploding the memorability.

What was once a “shackle” became a breakthrough opportunity.

Such a masterstroke was truly not something just anyone could pull off.

Faced with this advanced style that even aliens would hail as awesome, Lin Feng felt a bit shattered—the musical understanding he’d built over so many years seemed overturned by some strange force.

“Can you really sew it like this?!”