Chapter 11 There is a bad pen in the colleague

After Song Yanming and the two chatted a few words at the front desk, they walked to the conference room on the second floor to meet with their teammates and exchange details of the song.

The difficulty of recording songs alone is completely different from that of multiple people, especially a group of boy group idols whose real singing skills are not much stronger than KTV Maiba, so the producer has to break it with everyone in advance and talk about every detail.

For example, word segmentation, a song has a total of more than 30 lyrics including the repetition part. 11 people are divided equally, and each person can only get three sentences, which also takes care of the problem that this person can't sing and that person can't come down.

And the most important thing is that it's not a average score yet!

Can the treatment enjoyed by the C-position debut and the last debut be the same, it must be different.

Fans can tear apart the program group for the order of their brother's name on the program list, and naturally they can also angrily spray the agency for singing a few fewer words.

This kind of thing is seen every day in the fan circle, and fans are known as rights protection. If there is no special treatment for the C position, why should we spend so much money to grab the C position for our brother?

So the producer spent more than an hour carefully to assign the lyrics, and after getting the lyrics, the producer didn't wait for the people who hadn't arrived yet, and directly took 6 team members, including Song Yanming, into the recording studio to open their voices and audition.

"My heart is hot and there are dreams~ I have a windy ........ on my shoulders"

Listening to the vocals coming from the monitoring headphones, Song Yanming frowned slightly, and he found that saying that these teammates were singing was a bit overestimating their level of KTV Maiba, and it was a question of whether they could finish recording the song in a day with just a few cloves of rotten garlic.

Song Yanming thought in his heart and continued to sing relaxedly: "There is my heart above the starry sky, and it is moving straight up to the sky....."

After Song Yanming finished singing, Jiang Huai picked up: "I am not willing to be ordinary crazy, I rush to the ..... with indomitable progress"

It is said that after listening to the arrangement of this song called "Shout My Name", Song Yanming felt that the producer had made up for the problem of singing skills to the greatest extent, and it can be said that the arrangers and producers of this song are absolutely top-notch.

But it's a pity that the singers who recorded this song are a bunch of stinky tomatoes and rotten bird eggs, and when the six members present read the whole song, the producers and recording engineers standing outside the recording room were collectively silent.

Several people in the recording studio just heard what level they were recording from the monitor headphones, and when they saw that no one was talking, they were all looking at their noses and noses to avoid embarrassment.

After the atmosphere was quiet for a while, the producer, who was not tall, fat, and a little bald, coughed dryly and provoked the conversation: "That, you have to let go, let go of your throat." In this way, everyone will go through the whole song, Song Yanming, you come first. ”

Song Yanming heard the voice coming from the headphones and made an OK gesture through the glass, holding the lyrics in one hand and pinching his waist with one hand, and easily smoothed the whole song.

Several teammates couldn't help but look at each other when they saw Song Yanming's relaxed appearance, it's true that people are more popular than people, Song Yanming, a person who dances with polio, can make his debut at the end by virtue of his natural good voice.

"Yes, good, next. ”

The recording engineer gave a thumbs up and took off the monitor headphones and motioned for the sound engineer to turn on the monitors, he was afraid that listening to others with the monitor headphones would hurt his ears.

The sound of wheezing during ventilation sounded like a rape of the ears with the monitoring headphones.

There are dreams in my heart, and the wind is flying on my shoulders......

After two hours of torture, the producer decided to take a break: "It's hard work, everyone, let's have lunch first, and we'll record it when your teammates arrive." ”

Song Yanming, who was also suffering, quickly withdrew from the recording studio when he heard the producer's words, and Concubine Fu, who had been waiting in the corner for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward with the prepared throat lozenges and thermos cups.

Song Yanming took the thermos cup and took a sip of water: "What about **?"

"Invite them out to eat and order takeout for you. ”

Song Yanming smiled when he heard this, Concubine Fu said that they were the executive agent and the assistant of his teammates, and Jiang Su really had a good relationship in terms of human sophistication.

"And throat lozenges, bring me one too. ”

Jiang Huai stepped forward with a bottle of mineral water in his hand and asked halfway through it, this guy is not very good at singing but he is quite serious, and he is meticulous every time he goes to his part.

Song Yanming handed the throat lozenge in his hand to Jiang Huai: "It's too hard for you to sing like this, and the people haven't arrived yet." ”

Jiang Huai smiled and walked towards the practice room: "Practice a few more times, and try to hurry up when the time comes." ”

Song Yanming thought that several other goods were paddling, but he didn't say anything, and followed Su Chen back to the conference room on the second floor for lunch.

Jiang Su's takeaway was very rich, and more than a dozen dishes were placed on a large table, but because the taste of the dishes recorded in the afternoon was relatively light.

Everyone was tired and didn't want to talk after recording songs for a long time, so they found their own places to sit and have lunch.

"Hello friends, sorry we're late. Just when everyone was about to eat, four teammates belonging to Huale Company, led by Xia Nan, walked in.

Captain Su Baiyuan smiled and waved his hand to signal a few people to sit down and said, "It just so happened that we had just finished eating." ”

"The food is good, I knew we would have come over early, and we could have a good meal. Xia Nan joked with a smile on her face.

A teammate who had a good relationship with Xia Nan followed the conversation and said to liven up the atmosphere: "Haha, this Yan Ming invited, Brother Ming is atmospheric!"

Song Yanming also smiled when he heard the topic brought to him, saying that he didn't eat well every day in the creation camp, and when he came out, he had to eat something good to make up for it. Everyone was deeply moved by this sentence, and they all agreed with it, and the atmosphere on the surface was very harmonious for a while.

But just when everyone was about to talk and laugh into the studio, hello and I was singing, they were suddenly ruined by stupidity.

"What is this food, Mr. Song's songs are all out of the circle, so please ask a few brothers to eat this?!"

Gao Jilei, who belongs to the same Huale brokerage company as Xia Nan, said with a smile, everyone was a little confused when they heard this, and Xia Nan looked at him like a fool.

Song Yanming was stunned, and then smiled and didn't answer.

He couldn't tell for a while whether Gao Jilei was mocking or joking, saying that he was mocking him but laughing so sincerely, saying that he was joking, and the relationship between everyone was not good enough to joke casually.

The song of glory is on fire, but there are also many conflicts of interest that come with it.

Before recording today's song, several brokerage companies led by Huale Entertainment contacted Jiang Su, and they wanted to buy the glorious copyright to let the11 release a version, and then this proposal that obviously wanted to gain popularity was rejected by Jiang Su.

And as Song Yanming has attracted more and more fans in the past few days, several teammates in the group who were originally similar to others also have their own thoughts, so he is somewhat sensitive to mentioning glory at this time.

Just when everyone was silent, it was the captain Su Baiyuan who spoke to resolve the embarrassment: "Haha, wait for Yanming to sing again and ask him to invite you to eat abalone." ”

Gao Jilei cracked his big mouth that could stuff his fist and laughed: "Abalone is not delicious, I like to eat hairy crabs." But then again, Mr. Song, when will you write songs, I haven't seen you mention it in the camp. ”

Song Yanming pinched his teeth and cursed in his heart, this is really stupid: "I taught myself after leaving the camp." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Gao Jilei to speak, stood up and walked out, he was afraid that this guy would say something brainless.

Sure enough, hearing Song Yanming's words, Gao Jilei blinked his ignorant eyes, and asked with a strong desire for knowledge: "Is it so simple to write songs, then I have time to learn." ”

"There is no generalization between human constitutions, and I once read a book in one night in a state of extreme anger. Jiang Huai Yin and Yang said in a strange way, and after speaking, he also stood up and followed Song Yanming to the recording studio.

"Net, what kind of book can you read in one night, do you believe it?" Gao Jilei pouted in disbelief, and looked at the three teammates of his agency for recognition as he spoke.

Xia Nan, who had been watching coldly, smiled and didn't reply, got up and walked out of the conference room, and the rest of the teammates also came out one after another as if they didn't hear it, and Su Baiyuan, the captain who walked at the end, patted Gao Jilei on the shoulder: "Lei Lei... I think the book he read should be The Art of Language. ”

Gao Jilei stood in place and watched the backs of everyone leaving, thinking about something lonely, and after a while, he scolded in a low voice like a big realization: "Su Baiyuan, who is grass, scolds me outside, what is the grass for you." ”