When facing Zhou Shunqing again, Peng Xiangming's mentality was very peaceful.

Through a glass wall, listen quietly to her voice and admire the graceful limbs.

On the first day, she wore a long dress with fine florals, half of her calves covered, only her beautiful collarbones and white neck were exposed, her waist was very thin, and her feet were still a pair of white sneakers.

Pure and homely.

Zhou Yuhua and Huo Ming sat on the side, Peng Xiangming patiently guided her and told her her requirements, while the two bigwigs picked up the gaps and gave guidance on singing and expression skills.

The next day, she wore jeans, slightly loose, a white camisole and a black shiny leather jacket with studs, and white sneakers that remained the same.

Peng Xiangming's words became less, and most of the time he was a bystander, watching her mother train her there.

This girl is really a bit of an evil person.

The voice is really good, and the singing skills are said to be no problem at all, after all, she is from an artistic family, and her mother Zhou Yuhua's voice and singing skills are also top-notch, and she must have taught her by word and deed since she was a child.

auditioned that day, Peng Xiangming and Huo Ming were very satisfied with her.

But once she gets into this kind of high-profile recording studio and stands in front of the microphone, she can't do it.

The voice is tight, dry, and unsteady, and even makes people feel a little funny, sometimes she even misses the rhythm a few times - don't look at Peng Xiangming was still a layman a month ago, but in the past month, he has frequently and intensively accepted the beating of several bigwigs in the industry, although it is his turn to sing, it must still be not, but simply listening, he can already be regarded as most of the professionals, so he has long understood that for a singer, the basis of singing is two points: rhythm and pitch.

To put it simply: don't go out of tune!

The rhythm and pitch are mastered, and only then can we talk about skills.

If you are skillful, you are qualified to solve the problem of emotional expression.

Even, for some masters, he is not out of tune, let alone unstable, but when he reaches his rank, he can already take emotional expression as the first, and occasionally make a mistake of one note or two notes, but he can handle the song more emotionally - this is basically close to the top rank.

............

On the third day, she wore a pair of torn jeans, a large jeans that covered her buttocks, and a large triangular metal earring on her left ear, and her face became colder and colder.

It feels more and more neutral and cold.

In fact, Professor Huo Ming had a class in the afternoon, but he still rushed over.

Probably because he was afraid that Peng Xiangming would not be able to stop the field.

I have to mention here by the way, I don't know if it has something to do with the performance time, but the accumulation of habits over the years makes it easier for singers to get out of shape in the afternoon and evening, so in the afternoon and evening, the large recording studio of the record company becomes lively, and there are basically no people in the morning.

And the recording of several "Three Kingdoms" songs is also arranged in the afternoon and evening.

The mother and daughter of the Zhou family came very early, and as soon as Peng Xiangming arrived, Huo Ming also came, and then they were ready to continue recording, and Zhou Shunqing's performance did seem to have improved compared to the previous two days.

But obviously, there is no need for Peng Xiangming and Huo Ming to say anything, she can't even pass Zhou Yuhua's level.

The old god Huo Ming was there, and he didn't care.

The recording studio here belongs to a large record company, with top-notch decoration and top-notch equipment, and it is said that a single recording studio like this can be rented for 20,000 yuan a day.

So, recording is burning money.

And when I entered the recording studio, I couldn't find the feeling all the time, which was a pure waste of money.

However, it is said that in some pop singers, especially idol singers, it is not uncommon for a song like this to be recorded for three or five days, or even seven or eight days - this is already calculated, at least people can't record it twice, serious and responsible, and the more awesome existence is to come in and sing it a few times, and then throw it to the later stage, all relying on synthesis and sound repair to make his singing voice accurate and beautiful.

Killing pigs and buttocks, each has its own way of killing.

Recording again, Zhou Yuhua pinched his sideburns and beckoned to Zhou Shunqing behind the glass wall.

Huo Ming immediately said, "It's okay, hehe, if it doesn't work, just fix it a little later, this era is normal, don't blame the child." She's just so nervous, the more you talk about her, the more nervous she gets!"

Just as Zhou Shunqing had already pushed the door out, Zhou Yuhua sighed helplessly by Huo Ming's words, like a deflated ball.

After a pause, he looked at Huo Ming, then at Peng Xiangming, and asked, "Or, can you stop for two days?"

"Uh......" Peng Xiangming turned his head to look at Huo Ming.

Huo Ming showed a hint of embarrassment, and said with a smile: "The time is set, a total of ten days, we can't say that there are two days in the middle, let other singers record like this first, then you have to wait for others to finish recording, it's not good for people to let it out, this ......"

"I understand!

Zhou Yuhua hurriedly said a few words, turned his head to look at his daughter, and sighed helplessly.

It's really good to practice at home, and she hasn't been into her own recording studio since she was a child, so she should be familiar with this kind of environment, and besides, she shouldn't be the kind of person with stage fright......

At this time, Zhou Shunqing suddenly whispered: "Otherwise, you can find someone else, I won't sing!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Yuhua immediately stood up, his tone was unusually stern, "What did you say?"

The girl bowed her head and did not dare to speak.

Peng Xiangming pursed his lips, and suddenly recalled many details of the past two days.

The mother and daughter ...... It's really interesting.

When she first met for the first time, just looking at her appearance, Peng Xiangming's intuition told her that this girl should be the kind of girl who was arrogant and cold, so his desire to conquer came up all of a sudden.

As for her mother Zhou Yuhua, Peng Xiangming has the impression of being relatively gentle and polite, and she is the kind of character that can easily get closer to others. There is no such thing as a veteran star.

But after the contact of the recording in the past two days, he slowly found that this girl seems to just have an empty shelf, in fact, she is quite timid, cowardly, and inferior, she will be nervous when she enters the recording studio, obviously her voice is so good, and her singing is so good, she will still be nervous. When she is criticized, she will only bow her head, remain silent, and never refute.

And her mother Zhou Yuhua, in front of her own daughter, surprisingly showed many aspects that Peng Xiangming couldn't have imagined before: she was irritable, fierce, spoke ruthlessly, and had a strong desire to control.

But the problem is that she is just irritable with her daughter!

Even if this head has just finished Zhou Shunqing, when she turns her head and talks to herself or Huo Ming, she can still be gentle and gentle.

It's weird!

Peng Xiangming had heard of another example in his previous life, probably the same situation - the little girl finally chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

It is said that it is also like this, the mother is very powerful, and it seems that she is also a single-parent family, and she is extremely strict and unkind to her daughter, even if the girl is already very well-behaved, she will not slow down.

Stern to the point of being almost impersonal.

Their family lived in a community not far from Peng Xiangming's house, and then the girl jumped from the roof of the building and broke her bones. For a long time, it was the focus of everyone's discussion.

............

Zhou Yuhua was very angry, and Huo Ming was persuading.

Zhou Shunqing lowered her head, looked very helpless, and seemed to be frightened, just standing at the door of the recording studio, not daring to move.

Peng Xiangming stared at her vigorously.

The girl noticed Peng Xiangming's gaze, raised her head, glanced at it quickly, and then quickly lowered her head - by the way, Peng Xiangming had already found out that she did see people like this.

The face is cold, and he looks lonely and arrogant, no matter who he looks at, he glanced at it, and then quickly withdrew, continuing to hold his head high, lonely and arrogant.

It's just that now it's replaced with a lower head.

I used to think it was part of her pride, but now of course I know that she is actually just timid.

"Teacher Huo, Teacher Zhou, discuss something with the two of you?"

"Huh? ”

"That's the case, what about the past few days, you two are sitting here, teaching by word and deed, I have learned a lot of things, or let me play?"

"Uh......"

Zhou Yuhua still didn't understand too much, but Huo Ming seemed to have understood.

Peng Xiangming patiently explained, "I mean, you two big guys, your aura is too much, I don't dare to speak, Shunqing's side may also be too stressed, or, you two take a day off first? Let me try to see if I can relieve her pressure?"

"This ......"

Zhou Yuhua hesitated a little, looked at his daughter, and then looked at Peng Xiangming.

"That's ...... Okay?"

Feeling that her tone was not too firm, Peng Xiangming knew that there was a door, and said with a smile: "I think Shun Qing sings quite well, but she is nervous, I have been thinking about it for two days, why is she nervous? Thinking about it, I will definitely not cause her to be nervous, right, it can only be the two of you!"

Huo Ming laughed, but after all, this was someone's daughter's business, he didn't interject at the first time, just turned his head to look at Zhou Yuhua.

Zhou Yuhua hesitated, turned his head, and asked Zhou Shunqing, "Can you stay here and practice singing by yourself?" As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly turned her head to explain to Peng Xiangming, "Xiang Ming, I don't trust you, haha!" As she spoke, she laughed again.

When you think about it, there really is nothing to worry about.

So she stood up and said, "That's okay, just follow Xiang Ming's method, you two record it?"

Huo Ming got up decisively, "Let's try it! It's good to practice singing, the song is still a little raw." ”

Zhou Shunqing stood in place from beginning to end, without even raising her head, as if the matter that everyone was discussing had nothing to do with her, she didn't dare to participate in the discussion at all, just waiting for orders.

At this time, the matter was settled, Zhou Yuhua walked over to her, calmed his face, and said: "Xiang Ming is a very talented person, two years older than you, and knows much more than you, you just listen to him, practice singing well, understand?"

Zhou Shunqing nodded obediently and did not speak.

Zhou Yuhua was slightly dissatisfied, and with a little pity, he touched his daughter's hair, "This child, alas!" turned around and met Huo Ming, "Xiang Ming, then I'll leave it to you here, you guide her, she doesn't understand something, you teach her patiently, she is very obedient." After getting Peng Xiangming's reply, he turned around and went out.

The doors of the lavish recording studio were closed from the outside.

Peng Xiangming turned around and came back, sat back in his original position, separated by about three or four meters, looked at her, and finally waited until she raised her head, smiled, and asked, "You really don't want to record anymore?"

The girl immediately lowered her head again.

Don't speak.

Peng Xiangming didn't speak either, and waited patiently.

Finally, after a long time, the girl spoke, "I...... I want to record. ”

Peng Xiangming nodded, regardless of whether she saw it or not, he suddenly raised his hand, pointed to her clothes, and said, "You wear this, I mean, you come the first day, wear a skirt, come the second day, jeans and leather jacket, today this, jeans with holes, and your big studs...... Are you expressing your opinion through this?"

The girl was surprised, and raised her head again to look at Peng Xiangming.

This time there was silence for only a moment, and the girl said, "This is not a hole. ”

"Then you want to show your dissatisfaction and show that you are resisting?"

The girl was silent.

After about a minute, seeing that she really didn't speak, Peng Xiangming continued: "I see that your walking is somewhat different from ordinary people, have you received relevant training, or are you ...... Is it a professional model?"

After a while, the girl replied, "I...... I want to be a model. ”

Peng Xiangming nodded and asked, "Then do you want to be a singer?"

The girl was silent for a long time again.

Peng Xiangming said: "Your mother wants you to be a singer, right? inherit her mantle, right?"

The girl nodded.

Peng Xiangming smiled, "Then if your mother says that she doesn't care about you anymore, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to be asked to sing." Do you still like to sing, do you still want to be a singer?"

Silent.

Peng Xiangming vaguely had some guesses of his own, thought about it, and wanted to speak, but the girl seemed to realize something, and suddenly said: "If you still don't record it, if you don't record it, I'll leave first!"

Peng Xiangming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Okay! Then you can go! Go back and tell your mother, just say what I said, I'm ready to change people." You can't sing anymore. ”

The girl looked up suddenly.

At that moment, Peng Xiangming finally caught her gaze.

The eyes are facing each other.

There seemed to be anger, grievance, doubt, and a little bit in her eyes...... Relieved?

God knows how Peng Xiangming interprets it, and God knows how it is possible for a person to have so many emotions in his eyes at the same time, and it can still be observed!

Maybe it's all just gut feeling.

The girl snorted for a moment, and finally took the initiative to speak, "Why?"

After a while, he added, "Why don't you let me sing it?"

"If I don't let you sing, will your mother beat you?"

The girl shook her head.

"Then she will definitely talk about you, back and forth and over and over again, talking about you, nagging you, and reprimanding you!"

The girl bowed her head and did not speak.

After waiting for a while, Peng Xiangming smiled, suddenly stood up, and said, "No, why! I just think you're not suitable! Let's go, put on your bag, let's get off work! I have to find someone again tomorrow! Alas......"

"Actually, you have such a good figure and so beautiful, it's a good idea to be a model, you can try it, it's good! You have to be 174175 tall, right? Is it okay for a model to be 1.7 meters? I mean a female model ......."

The girl kept her head bowed and stood there, not speaking or moving.

Peng Xiangming had already picked up his backpack, and when he saw that she was still there, he reminded, "Let's go, you have been fired, and I have no one to record for the time being, so we both got off work." Don't be stunned, let's go!"

Urging again, the girl was silent, picked up her backpack, and slowly rubbed it over.

Peng Xiangming turned around and went out, holding the doorknob in his hand, waiting for her to rub out, close the door, lock it, "Let's go!"

The two were silent, passed this corridor, entered the elevator, and got out of the elevator, standing in the elevator room in the lobby on the first floor, Peng Xiangming turned around and looked at her who still bowed his head, and said, "That...... Shall we just scatter the birds and beasts on the spot?"

The girl suddenly spoke, and said, "I...... I want to sing it. ”

Peng Xiangming stopped, "But I fired you!"

After a moment of silence, the girl actually said again: "I have signed the contract!"

Peng Xiangming nodded and said, "But I'm a songwriter, I make up the music, and more importantly, I'm the producer and producer of this song, and I'm also the deputy music director of this soundtrack." In a word, I have the final say on who will record this song! The company will compensate you in accordance with the provisions of the contract!"

The girl bowed her head and fell silent.

Someone came in from outside, and it was still far away, so she quickly moved out of the way and got out of the way of the elevator entrance.

But he just doesn't speak.

Peng Xiangming walked out, she actually caught up quickly, Peng Xiangming stopped, she hurriedly said, "You ...... Maybe I'm a little nervous, but now that my mom isn't there, I'm probably ...... It's going to be better, it's going to be less stressful!"

"Huh?"

Peng Xiangming looked at her and smiled, "You think I'm trying to force you, so firing you or something, it's not true, it's just stimulating you, right?"

The girl does not speak.

"Not really. I'm playing for real. You're expelled!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, "Let's get acquainted again, my name is Peng Xiangming." It's me, I'm going to fire you!"

The girl did not stretch out her hand, but looked up at him.

Withdrawing his hand without the slightest embarrassment, Peng Xiangming smiled and said, "Then goodbye, don't follow me anymore! Bye!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

But the girl suddenly called out to him: "......"

Peng Xiangming turned around and stopped, but she lowered her head again, and it took a long time to raise her head, "I'm sorry!" she said, "I'...... I'm sorry for your trouble!"

Peng Xiangming smiled, turned around and left.

The girl suddenly said loudly to Peng Xiangming's back: "Actually, I like to sing." ”

Peng Xiangming stood up again and turned around, "So what?"

"But my mom wanted me to sing, so I didn't want to sing," she said. ”

Peng Xiangming laughed when he heard this, and took two steps back, "But, but, your mother asked you to sing, and gave you a chance, and you didn't dare not sing?" So, entangled, contradictory, painful...... Right?"

The girl nodded.

Peng Xiangming smiled and spread his hands, "But what does that have to do with me?"

The girl bowed her head and whispered, "Can you ...... Give me another chance? I'm going to sing it well! I can sing it, really!"

Peng Xiangming pursed his lips, waited for her to raise his head, looked at her, and frowned, "But...... No matter how good you sing and become a professional singer or even a big star, you will still live in the shadow of your mother for the rest of your life!"

"She has a lot of influence in the music industry, she knows every step of her singing career, and she will infiltrate every decision and even every part of your life all the time!"

"Even if you're popular, what's the point?"

"Go and be a model, your mother doesn't understand that, you can make your own decisions!"

People come and go, and she doesn't speak.

Peng Xiangming sighed, "I know that if I do this, I will offend your mother, maybe...... There will be some troubles and so on, but I hope you can follow the path you want to follow and live a happy life. ”

The girl looked up, a rare gaze firm, "But...... I love to sing. ”

Peng Xiangming suddenly smiled, but then fell silent.

"Got it figured?"

"I've thought about it. ”

"Can you sing well?"

"I can sing well!"

Taking a deep breath, Peng Xiangming nodded, "Okay, I'll give you another chance to try!"

The two returned to the recording studio, Peng Xiangming turned on the equipment, simply debugged, looked up and saw that the girl had already walked into the recording area, so he took the headphones, pressed the call button, and asked, "Ready?"

The girl lowered her head, took a deep breath and did not answer.

Suddenly, she took off her denim jacket three or two times, wearing only a small white camisole inside, raised her head, looked at Peng Xiangming outside, and made an OK gesture.

Peng Xiangming pushed away the accompaniment.

The words in chapter 19 were still deleted, and I was powerless to resist.

Without those two words, it is equivalent to writing a chapter in vain, and there is no strength at all, and I am afraid that latecomers will not understand why An Minzhi will shut up there. And the key is that it's not a yellow joke!