(Cat flutter Chinese) "Good! With the popularity of his two songs, coupled with his handsome appearance, he can sell tens of thousands of copies. Seeing that Wang Chen didn't have that casual feeling, Liu Lao thought about it and took the lead in reacting.

"Wang Chen, do you have any other songs or can you write a few songs? If not, I'll ask Mr. Zhang to write you a few songs? And then the whole ten songs, let's put on a record and try it? Since Liu Laodu, who is in charge of the market, said so, Xie Haoran is not so worried.

"No problem, I'll do it myself!"

"What!" Wang Chen's self-confidence still surprised several people.

After all, Xie Haoran just asked casually, but this Xinnen didn't hesitate at all, isn't he too proud, is it really okay?

Actually, Wang Chen didn't say it casually, these songs or something had been inspired for a long time, but he was too lazy to write them at that time. Now that I've won the opportunity to release the film, although I've made up my mind to be a singer or something, let's write my own thoughts.

Because the crew still has to recruit new people, and the professional camera team has not been borrowed, Wang Chen has to help Xiao Ming's father record a record to have the opportunity to borrow this professional photography team. There is no way, now this hope can only be pinned on Wang Chen.

Although they are still in the third or fifth crew, although the work of attracting investment is already being carried out, it is impossible to get the money immediately, they can't get the money, and they can't afford to hire others.

When Wang Chen was struggling, in order to express sympathy, the animals of 316 decided not to go back to the dormitory, anyway, they could live in the fat man's house at night. It's okay to sleep on the sofa in the company no matter how bad it is. Thereupon. The crowd decides. Go shopping directly.

When Xiao Ming took Zhou Quan and Zhao Xiaohei to go shopping, Wang Chen was forced to write the tunes of the new album in a quiet room.

Pulling the tune that he had thought of a long time ago, it took two days for Wang Chen to quickly write nine songs ("While You're Young" was performed at Ye Zi's concert, and for copyright issues or something, the copyright has been used. ）

Fortunately, Wang Chen himself has that talent, and he has also exchanged a lot of rich music knowledge, he can also be regarded as a musical talent. Though. Not born. However, that's also a talent!

Humming the tunes he wrote, several songs are in a relatively warm style, and the whole album is also added to give people a sense of vitality.

Two days later, Wang Chen, who was writing songs in the small black room, finally crawled out.

When he handed over the nine tunes to Zhang Lao, the old man's shock was no less than playing mahjong with several old men, and he touched more than a dozen of them in a row.

Holding the music sheet in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more his hands trembled.

These eight tunes are no less powerful than the songs circulating on the Internet now, this guy is really a genius? How did you write so many songs in such a short period of time?

It's actually not very difficult for Wang Chen, these are his recent inspirations. If it weren't for the sake of perfecting it, it would be rearranged again. It doesn't take a day for these songs to come out.

"Or? How many songs are scattered? I'll write you a few songs, old man, and replace some of the good ones for the next album? ”

Yes, this capital is a masterpiece, he is a little reluctant to get them into an album at once, you must know that now a genuine album on the market this year only sells for 40 yuan for the ordinary version, and it would be good if those albums could have one or two songs.

However, the ten songs I have in my hands now, if there is no problem with my singing skills, it will definitely become a must-order track for K songs.

It's all in one album, and I feel a little bit of a loss.

It's too violent, get a few ordinary songs, put three classics in it, it's also a great album! In this way, the remaining songs can be released with two more albums, so you can earn more!

Wang Chen looked at the excited old man and said slowly: "What you want is this effect, either it won't come out, or if it comes out, it must be a high-quality product." And the company is all relying on this album to come back to life, if it is shoddy, it may not achieve the desired effect. ”

In this way, Wang Chen, who had just come out of the small black room, was about to record non-stop.

Fortunately, Xingying used to be brilliant, and he had his own recording studio, which saved a lot of money.

"Is there a band in the company?" Wang Chen was a little puzzled.

"Hehe, you don't know that, do you? My niece is a top student in the music department, and I've already contacted them, and a few people from their band can come and play it for a while. ”

Zhang Lao said a little weakly, a company doesn't even have its own band, it's really pitiful.

In the recording studio, in addition to two or three recording engineers, Xiao Ming's classmates arrived early, and they were bored playing landlord fighting. Looking at the note on Xiao Ming's face, I knew that several people were having a good time.

Recording is a very focused and serious matter, and the recording studio needs walls with sound recording and sound insulation effects to ensure the purity of sound quality.

Wang Chen took a look at the recording studio and was very satisfied with the digital mixing console, recording studio computer, control room monitoring headphones, recording studio monitoring headphones, vocal effects, etc., which were more modern recording studio equipment.

At least compared to the rudimentary recording in his previous life where he solved all the problems with a computer, I don't know how many times stronger.

At the same time, there are also many musical instruments, such as guitars, basses, drums, pianos, etc., which look quite professional, which makes Wang Chen's calm heart excited.

Seeing Wang Chen coming, Xiao Ming, who was not very good at cards, threw it casually and began to play a scoundrel, but in the end he had to give up.

"Xiao Ming, there's really no brand." Chen Jie, who had a good hand, regretfully put the cards in his hand down one-on-one.

Looking at the good hand that Chen Jie dropped, Xiao Ming was happy. Grandma's, fortunately, Lotte came in time, otherwise it would have been pasted on the face, in that case, it would have been taken away by the zombie charm of Zhang Zhen!

Wrong! If you want to accept it, you have to accept Chen Jie, a bastard who plays cards one by one!

Because of the battle, Zhao Xiaohei and Xiao Ming's faces were all covered with notes, but Chen Jie didn't have any of them.

I saw Xiao Ming's classmates in the recording studio. Wang Chen jokingly said to Zhang Laodao beside him: "The accompaniment you are talking about shouldn't be these guys, right?" ”

Rip off the note on your face. Straightened his chest. Said proudly: "That's right, it's us!" Actually, you don't know, several of us are excellent musical geniuses, but we are usually relatively low-key, don't you say? ”

Xiao Ming, Zhou Quan, and Ma Shangfei shook their heads in unison, and hid far away: "Don't take us with you, we are self-aware!" ”

"Rub! You don't know how to cooperate? Bad friends, a group of bad friends! Zhao Xiaohei shook his head in disappointment.

Wang Chen glanced at Zhao Xiaohei: "Okay." Knowing that your afive-minus breasts don't have any flesh, you don't have to stand up. ”

Zhao Xiaohei straightened his chest again, and said proudly: "I have a flat chest, I am proud!" ”

"Perverted!"

At this time, a female voice sounded at the door of the recording studio, and the girl in the dress glared at Zhao Xiaohei angrily.

"You! Hey? Have we met somewhere? Zhao Xiaohei just wanted to scold back, but found that this girl was a little familiar.

"You've misidentified the wrong person, I don't know a pervert like you."

Seeing his niece coming, Zhang Lao smiled and said, "Mengmeng, why are you alone?" What about the people in your band? ”

"Uncle. They arrived later, and I came first. ”

Seeing his uncle. The girl had a smile on her face, and she stepped forward affectionately to hug his arm, shaking and shaking, a coquettish girl.

"Uncle, didn't you say we'd let us accompany you? What about people? ”

"Now, it's him, tell you......"

"Ah, it's you!"

"Sister Mengmeng is good."

Before Zhang Lao's words were finished, Huang Mengmeng saw Wang Chen and shouted directly, surprised. Because they are all from the University of South China, their recent "My Parallel Time and Space Career" is so popular, why did this person suddenly appear here?

"Aren't you making movies? Why do you still want to release an album? Huang Mengmeng was a little surprised.

Although she has also heard Wang Chen's songs at the concert, she also knows the performance at the freshman party, and she sings really well. However, this is not a junior brother from a professional class, although he has a good talent, but if he wants to release an album or something, it is far from it, you must know that the album is not just a little talented person can come out.

"So you know each other." Looking at the expressions of the two, Zhang Lao said.

"Yes, when I was at the freshman party, I watched the performance of the senior sister, which was great!" Wang Chen really thinks so. This senior sister's "Exaggeration" is still fresh in his memory.

Hearing someone praise his niece, Zhang Lao had a smug look on his face, and hurriedly said: "Actually, it's a little worse than you, but she's still very talented." ”

"This is a song written by Lotte, you can show it, if it's okay, wait for the two of your band to come, just rehearse, and if you can, we'll start recording."

Zhang Lao casually taught the song sheet in his hand to Huang Mengmeng.

"Wow! Uncle, when are you going to write us a song? Actually helped the guy write so much. Huang Mengmeng took the song sheet and was a little jealous.

Even though Zhang Lao was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he heard this: "I can't write such good songs, these are Wang Chen's works." ”

"What!"

Huang Mengmeng was surprised, and quickly flipped through the song sheet in her hand a few times, and Wang Chen was written on all the columns of lyrics, composition, and arrangement, and she swallowed her saliva.

Looking at the music in the song sheet and humming a few times, Huang Mengmeng became addicted to it, and it took half an hour before he came back to his senses. Seeing the members of her band not knowing when to stand beside her really scared her.

"It's so well written."

Li Yu of the band sighed, he had always thought that he was a genius in music, but after seeing the song score of the little junior brother, he realized that he was not so far behind, and it seems that there is still a long way to go on the road of music.

"This song, don't you sell?" It was Tan Wen who spoke.

Xiao Ming, who had been yawning, gave him a sanitary ball with disdain: "Sell a yarn!" It's time to start recording the album. ”

Huang Mengmeng pulled Tan Wen's sleeve: "Don't make trouble!" ”

So, he coerced again.

"Is it okay to play?" Zhang Lao, who had been waiting, asked out loud.

"No problem!"

"Okay, so let's try it first?"

In order to achieve the best recording effect and ensure that there is no noise, several people discussed it and decided to separate the recording of each instrument.

The first recording was the title song "Night Sky", which was mainly accompanied by guitar, wooden flute, electronic organ and other musical instruments.

The song was inspired by the starry night sky in the primeval forest.

During the time when he was thrown to the Golden Valley by the cheap old man, Wang Chen often looked up at the starry night sky.

After the accompaniment was recorded, Wang Chen's cricket sound and children's laughter added in the prelude surprised everyone, and there was a feeling of genius.

Seeing that those people were shocked, Xiao Ming touched his muscles, slapped Zhou Quan's shoulder directly, and said, "Do you feel something?" Why don't I feel much? ”

"Don't talk to people like you who don't have art!" Although Zhou Quan looked at Xie Jiaming with contempt, he actually didn't feel much of it. Is this thing really as good as they say it is? I can't feel it.

Zhao Xiaohei and Ma Shangfei quickly pretended to understand very well, and they had the feeling of focusing on pretending to be forced for 20 years.

Except for Xiao Ming, who came to make soy sauce, these people who play music feel incredible.

Standing in front of the microphone in the studio cubicle, putting on a soundproof headset, and making an OK gesture to the person outside the glass wall of the studio, the recording engineer began to play the accompaniment music that had been prepared.

In front of the mixing console outside the recording room, several people were putting on monitoring headphones, ready to monitor Wang Chen's cappella.

Yes, this method is generally used in recording studios, where the singer's headphones play the song accompaniment, and the recording technician's monitor headset in front of the mixing console has no accompaniment sound.

The advantage of this is that you can clearly distinguish the strengths and weaknesses of the voice, so that it is easy to point out the shortcomings of the vocalization to the singer.

The prelude to "Night Sky" sounds, and the rhythm and pitch are very accurately grasped.

"This beautiful starry sky is full of your smiles, beautiful fireworks withering and hazy, I am thinking of your face like this"

Wang Chen's voice was very clean, like the feeling of a clear spring crossing his heart, and in some places, even Elder Zhang, who had worked for decades, sighed to himself.

But after all, Jiang is still old and spicy, and decades of work experience are not in vain, and in the process of recording, he still pointed out some of Wang Chen's shortcomings in voice.

Although Wang Chen had a good grasp of his voice, he still ran away and broke the sound from time to time, and it took two days to record a song.

Because of his experience, when recording other songs, Wang Chen made a lot fewer mistakes. Gradually, the speed at which he recorded was greatly accelerated.

During the recording, Xiao Ming was not idle, in his words, this was doing ideological work for his father! (To be continued.) Cat flutter Chinese