Zhou Xiao is still the first time to come back to the official recording studio, it is similar to what I saw on TV, the first feeling is that it is quiet, obviously it is on the side of the road, but when the door is closed, all the sounds outside are isolated, and it should be very good to sleep inside.

The space is divided into two parts, one is an off-site area with computers and various unknown equipment, and there is a wall in the middle, and through the huge glass window on the wall, the recording area is only a simple microphone, headphones, music stand, and a chair.

Accompanying him were Wang Weijia and Teacher Deng Hairong, Teacher Deng was willing to take the initiative to guide in his busy schedule, Zhou Xiao was very happy, and I heard that the two had discussed many times before, so they came prepared.

"How's the state?" the teacher asked Zhou Xiao, who was drinking warm water.

"Totally OK. ”

Zhou Xiao went to bed early last night, he hadn't said a few words since the afternoon, and he specially soaked some honey water, thanks to Guo's mother, whether it is useful or not, it always does no harm to do it first.

The company does not have its own recording studio, the one chosen is charged by the day, 2300 a day, which is a small amount of money for the company, depending on the state of the singer, a song may be done in a few hours, or it may take several days.

So the first thing Mr. Deng asked when he met was how he felt.

Money is not much, time is precious!

"Let's record "Dispel Sorrow" first, and then you can just listen to the instructions in the headphones and sing it. Wang Weijia didn't talk much, and sat on the left hand side of the staff after speaking.

"You go in first and get used to it. Teacher Deng patted Zhou Xiao's shoulder.

Zhou Xiao opened the door with a little excitement, it's okay, it's quite big, it is estimated to be about ten square meters, and there is no feeling of suffocation, especially after wearing headphones, the world becomes quiet.

Teacher Deng outside pressed the button in front of him: "Zhou Xiao, can you hear it?"

"It's clear. ”

"OK, you sing to the rhythm first. Wang Weijia's voice came.

Zhou Xiao made an OK gesture, and after a few seconds, the accompaniment sound sounded in the headphones:

When you walk into this fun field

Carry all your dreams and thoughts on your back

All kinds of makeup on the face

No one remembers what you look like

Three rounds of wine over you in the corner

stubbornly singing bitter songs...

He can hear both the accompaniment and his own voice in his headphones, and the sound with a reverb effect is somewhat similar to when he usually sings K, but the microphone only records a cappella singing, and it has to go through post-processing.

This is also why many ordinary people who usually sing and go away or break their voices can also release records, but it can only be said that the computer is too strong and everything can be corrected.

Hearing his voice in the headphones, Zhou Xiao felt so unfamiliar, but fortunately, the staff said in advance just now, it seems that the difference is due to different sound transmission routes, don't mind.

After singing, he tilted his head and looked out the window, obviously the three of them were talking about something, but he couldn't hear it at all, and he couldn't help but feel a little drumming in his heart.

Is it bad to sing, why is there no evaluation, is the recording studio not suitable for you?

Just when he was thinking about dying, Mr. Deng's voice finally came from the earphones.

"Let your throat go, let's move on. ”

The next three hours finally made Zhou Xiao understand that recording is actually not such a happy thing.

A song, more than three minutes, 360 words, sang it to him a little doubtful of life.

Moreover, except for the first time when the whole song is sung, the others are broken down, and a lyric is sung more than a dozen times.

"It's a little less nasal here... Raise it a little bit... Bring affection... Explosiveness, I need to erupt... The voice is low, like a mouthful..."

These have instructions are okay, Zhou Xiao can adjust slowly, the most terrible thing is to do it again for no reason, he doesn't know what he did badly, what is not enough, especially he can see the expression on the other side very intuitively, frowning, shaking his head, sighing...

If it weren't for Mr. Deng's guidance and constant words of encouragement, Zhou Xiao would have doubted his life.

"Alright, let's get here and have lunch. ”

Brother Wang, who came in with a takeaway box, rescued Zhou Xiao, and when he walked out of the recording studio, he was like a child who made a mistake, without saying a word, and sat honestly with his head down.

"So... Wasn't the recording going well?" Brother Wang looked at the people who didn't speak: "It's okay, we have a lot of time, and we work slowly and carefully." ”

The staff belonging to the recording studio was stunned: "This is still not smooth?

Zhou Xiao: "Is it okay to ????"

"It's just too good, and the professional singers who often enter the studio are almost the same, three hours, plus the break in between, a third of the recording, it's very fast. The staff scratched his head: "If it weren't for the first time when you showed your performance at the beginning, I would have suspected that you were a veteran." ”

Teacher Deng nodded: "I estimate that I will be able to record the first song in the evening." ”

Zhou Xiao was surprised: "Then why do you still instruct me how to sing in the front, but in the back you repeat it over and over again for no reason, it's really not a lie to me? I really thought I sang badly, and I didn't bother to say it." ”

Wang Weijia put down his chopsticks and looked at him: "At first, you really couldn't behave, but after an hour, we found out that it was caused by the unfamiliarity of the environment and equipment, and we were not used to our own voice in the headphones, and we couldn't grasp the rhythm and scale, so we had all kinds of suggestions, and later..."

He sighed.

"I'm not afraid to be honest, in fact, I signed a contract with Dao Sui because I wanted to sing it for myself, and I was a little reluctant to give you the song, even if I watched your performance on TV, I just felt similar to me. ”

Zhou Xiao was a little surprised, and wanted to say something, Wang Weijia smiled and shook his hand gently.

"Do you know why we don't talk at the end, because you can adjust, you don't need us to remind, it's better to sing it over and over again, and, although I don't want to admit it, you're more suitable for "Eliminate Sorrow" than me"

"Yes!" Mr. Deng took over: "You gave us a feeling, this sentence can be used, stay first, listen to it again, eh... It seems to be better, eh, it's better again, since the situation has gotten better, naturally there is no superfluous thing to say, and the province will affect your state. ”

"Ha..."Zhou Xiao sighed: "So that's the case, I always thought it was too bad, and you were speechless." ”

Brother Wang patted him on the shoulder: "Zhou Xiao, you have to be confident, don't doubt your strength if you doubt anything, it's very important." ”

"Well, I see. ”

Perhaps it was the words of the crowd that gave him confidence, and after dinner, "Dispel Sorrow" was recorded, and the second song "Poems from Fire" took even less time, and it was expected to be completed in only two days in three days.

However, after the company held a meeting, it was decided to postpone the shooting of the MV temporarily, for the simple reason that Lin Yan, the director of the TV series, expressed great interest after listening to the sample, and would take time to come to Jinling in the past few days to talk in detail.

(Thanks to Jin Yanwei for the 60,000 points reward when he was young, thanks to ♂ the 10,000 points reward of the heaven boss who caught fire, thanks to Brother Nan, Fat Ants, Flying Dancers, Ah Zheng 128, and Book Friends 7704 for the tips)