Chapter 217 Music Producer and Psychological Counselor (Big Cat, Two Cats and Three Cats League Leader plus update)
The next day, April 11, Saturday morning.
Li Yan and Lin Heng munched bread and walked to the school gate. Lin Zhengmo was already standing upright in front of the security booth waiting.
Even standing up looks cold.
“Does she usually pay so much attention to her manners?”
"You're asking me if you're the one behind her?"
"I'm not asking you if you're her brother?"
Bickering, a horn sounded from behind. It was Tao Caihong's car.
Then get in the car.
Li Yan, who naturally took a step forward, was suddenly stunned. He was originally going to open the passenger door, but in this case, Lin Zhengmo would think that Li Yan was deliberately avoiding her and that he hated her. ?
But if he takes the initiative to invite Lin Zhengmo to sit in the front, does that mean he doesn't want to sit with her, or does he hate her?
Normally speaking, due to emotions and reasons, he and Lin Zhengmo cannot sit in the back and Lin Heng sits in the passenger seat.
Why do you still think so much about such nonsense!
Li Yanguo opened the back seat door and got in. Lin Heng couldn't help but leave the problem to you.
This guy actually took the co-pilot's seat.
Lin Zhengmo made a circle, got on the car from the other side, and sat next to Li Yan.
This girl originally had a temperament that kept people away from her, but now she has a depressed face and exudes the aura of keeping strangers away.
“Hello.” Li Yan tried to look natural.
"Morning." Lin Zhengmo didn't think so, and her awkwardness was written on her face.
So Li Yan decisively joined the conversation with Teacher Tao about record production, focusing on one thing.
The car arrived at its destination. This time Xiong Da did not go out to greet him, but the door was ajar.
The sequelae of writing mystery novels is that Li Yan is now filled with images of Xiong Da’s tragic accident, and each one is more bizarre than the last.
Of course this is impossible. Xiong Guojun was wearing headphones in front of the computer, biting his lips and concentrating on tuning.
"Li Yan! It's here, everyone, sit around, Li Yan, the first draft accompaniment for other songs has basically been recorded, and the synthesis adjustments have to wait for the vocals to come out. The electronics of "Ding Feng Bo" "I've tried several versions of the sound, but I still think it's a bit boring. Please give it a listen."
As he spoke, Xiong Da put the headphones on Li Yan, as if he didn't care about the situation.
"Ajun, you are too crazy. Why don't you let Li Yan take a break?" Teacher Tao pretended to be angry.
As a result, Li Yan had already taken the mouse, and while checking the parameters of the effects added by Xiong Guojun, he listened carefully.
"Okay, two idiots." Tao Caihong said helplessly, "Lin Heng, Zheng Mo, let's go out to eat by ourselves at noon and ignore them."
After waiting for a while, Li Yan and Xiong Guojun both took off their headphones. Tao Caihong had already made tea first. The two people came over with a smile, drank a cup of tea and started discussing again.
“The current proportion of folk music in “Ding Feng Bo” is too low, and the sense of fragmentation in electronic music is too strong.” Li Yan said.
"Have you not found a good balance between folk music and electronic music?"
"Let electronic music play the rhythm, and the main tone should still be folk music. If possible, try to add some effects directly to the folk music."
"For example?" Xiong Guojun was very focused.
“Or get a synthesizer to play folk music - we can do this on a computer. One is fuzzy electronic folk music, and the other is clear traditional folk music. I think the flute and erhu are both suitable for this. ”
“Rhythm or electronic music?”
"Modern electronic music, or synthesizer bass drum."
Lin Heng frowned. He could probably understand what Li Yan meant, so he also knew that Li Yan was just like Party A's request. After all, Xiong Da was just a friendly helper, this...
Then he watched Li Yan and Xiong Da get up in front of the computer again, crackling at the arranging software, and typed out a few pieces of music, "This drum rhythm Play along with the erhu and flute, and change this piece of electronic music. When the human voice chants the loop later, the rhythm slows down, and adds this high-spirited piece similar to the prelude of "Yungong Xunyin", and finally gradually adds the fast wooden fish and guzheng. "With Tong Ling."
This is not just talk, he has already compiled several demos on the spot, and Xiong Guojun's brows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, and his expressions varied.
After the third-level skill music was raised, Li Yan’s “singing”, “instrument”, “music theory”, “arranging”, and “composition” were all radiated, and they all rushed to 50% of the progress. At least in terms of understanding and spirituality of music, he must have surpassed Xiong Guojun's level. Even proficiency still requires practice - this is where Xiong Guojun's value lies to him currently.
Not having to do everything yourself is also a good way to relieve time anxiety.
He should be at the helm, solve problems at critical moments, and be responsible for the most valuable content.
"Changing it like this is a bit complicated..."
"Add it first, and then choose based on the effect." Li Yan glanced at Lin Heng after finishing speaking, "Hurry up, Lin Heng, come and record Room.”
After saying that, he looked at Tao Caihong and Lin Zhengmo who were whispering, "Teacher Tao, Zheng Mo, you and Brother Jun, please listen to the preliminary results."
Then they entered The recording studio started the first official recording work.
The recording lasted a whole morning. Lin Heng went out to drink water twice - the water he brought into the studio was not enough, and he went to the toilet twice - he drank too much water, while Li Yan kept Stay inside.
“No, your voice won’t become hoarse, right?”
This is really amazing. In his previous life, Li Yan would have a hoarse throat if he continued to speak for more than five minutes, and he could speak loudly for twenty minutes. The throat must have become inflamed. Did the improvement in expression or singing ability bring about a more correct way of vocalizing, or did "good health" give strong physical conditions?
It should be the latter... Li Yan hasn't even caught a cold since his rebirth, which is wonderful.
“Thank you for your hard work,” Li Yan recalled. He recorded seven songs in the morning. After all, it was a first draft, so there is no point in asking too much. “Take a break first, it really made your voice hoarse. , it’s not worth it.”
“Why do you feel like you’re singing better?” Lin Heng was still talking when he walked out of the recording studio, “I’ve never seen you train before!” It’s so big.”
“Okay, someone with a bad throat keeps talking like this, let’s go eat.”
Lin Zhengmo, who also walked out of the recording studio, had a complicated expression. When inviting everyone to eat, he looked away, turned his face, and waved his hands repeatedly.
Teacher Tao immediately answered, "Just record well. I'll buy you something to eat and come back. Buy a few more things, noodles, dumplings and snacks, and pack two small stir-fries."
Then he left without saying anything. Flying Music Studio.
"What are you thinking about? You invited us. Teacher Tao and Xiong Da are two adults. How can we give you this opportunity." Lin Heng chuckled.
I turned around and found Lin Zhengmo sitting in the corner of the sofa dropping little pearls.
Ah... what's going on? Lin Heng looked at Li Yan confused.
Xiong Guojun was adjusting the newly acquired vocals on the computer, with his back to the three junior high school students, not knowing what was going on.
At least at this moment, Li Yan really felt a little bit disgusting.
Fortunately, Lin Zhengmo did not further become the Riddler, but chose to be honest at the critical moment:
"I heard, Bai Mudan's guzheng teacher is so amazing."
< br>"Are you sad?" Li Yan said and sat across from the coffee table.
"Yeah."
"Sad that we didn't let you participate?" Li Yan was also very direct.
"Yeah."
"You think I hate you?"
Lin Zhengmo stopped talking, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
"You think I stopped going to school because I hate you?"
Leng Meiren remained silent.
"If you don't speak, I can't tell you what's going on."
"Yes." Lin Zhengmo replied quickly.
"Then you haven't thought about why I hate you?"
Lin Heng was stunned, am I stupid? Do you really hate her?
Leng Meiren’s face couldn’t stand up any longer, and the speed at which the little pearls appeared increased significantly. Perhaps she was affected by her emotions, but she was more candid:
"I think my performance in the art performance was not good enough, and you are not satisfied. Don't ask me to record the songs later, find a professional band to ensure that your requirements are met." ...I'm sorry, I know I'm annoying like this, but I always have this weird inferiority complex, and I can't help but think too much..."
"This is not inferiority complex," Li Yan shouted After a cup of tea, "This is purely due to excessive self-awareness."
(End of this chapter)