Liu Sisi knew that Zhou Jin's singing was difficult to hear, but he didn't expect it to be difficult to hear.

She watched the clip of Zhou Jin singing in "People in Embarrassment", and at first she thought that Zhou Jin was for comedy effect, but now she found out that it was not.

That's clearly his limit.

Then Liu Sisi laughed wildly and went to find Yan Yidan.

After a shameful display, Yan Yidan and the fat tuner gave their own diagnosis:

Zhou Jin's singing voice was judged to be late, and it basically belongs to the type that is not saved.

Looking at Liu Sisi, who was holding his stomach and laughing, Yan Yidan, who couldn't cry or laugh, and the tuner who was constipated, Zhou Jin asked the question he was most concerned about: "Are you sure you want me to record it?"

"Record...... Ouch...... Of course you have to record it......" Liu Sisi's face turned red, and she stood up with Zhou Jin's arm, "It took me a lot of effort to convince Sister K to let you sing with me." ”

Zhou Jin looked at her with a special pain, it turned out to be your ghost idea, but it's hard to say anything, you can't let Longrich hold her hand and sing, right?

"What then, is there any salvation?" he asked.

"This, your situation is indeed relatively rare......" Yan Yidan couldn't help laughing, "I can only try the later stage of the sound repair." ”

Then the three of them looked down at the tuner together.

The tuner was also helpless, "To be honest, I've been in this industry for more than ten years, and you're the first player I've ever seen who uses expressions and voice sizes to express different tones." ”

What a good image, Zhou Jin is powerless to refute.

Liu Sisi laughed and trembled, and mended the knife on the side: "Of course, his acting skills are great......

Zhou Jin: ......

It's the first time I've heard of singing with acting......

There's no one left.

"Can you still fix it?" Yan Yidan finally couldn't help laughing.

"Can be repaired!" the tuner's face changed several times, and finally gritted his teeth.

He knew that he was going to smash the field today.

But as a man with a sense of honor, can he say no?

Legend has it that every tuner has a catastrophe in his life, and if he survives this catastrophe, he will be able to earn a million dollars a year.

The chubby tuner knew that when the man in black entered the studio, his doom was coming.

"Begin, my old fellow," he said, stroking the console that had been with him for many years.

Although it stuttered and sometimes froze, the tuner knew it was his last weapon.

Next, he will bet on the honor of the second half of his life to see how difficult it is for Zhou Jin to overcome this catastrophe.

"Yidan, actually, I have always wanted to tell you," the tuner said solemnly.

"Get out," Yan Yidan didn't bird him at all.

She was looking at Zhou Jin inside through the glass window.

How can such a handsome man sing like this?

But it's still handsome......

"Oh," the tuner turned back with some grievance.

Since you can't fight for love, let's fight for honor.

"By the way, you record sentence by sentence," the tuner said to Zhou Jin inside through the walkie-talkie.

Zhou Jin gestured to him with an OK gesture.

This song was supposed to be sung by him and Liu Sisi affectionately, but now as soon as he opened his mouth, Liu Sisi began to laugh wildly.

I had no choice but to record them separately and mix them together later.

It's okay to record it separately, but everyone else records it in one piece, so why does he still record it sentence by sentence.

It's also too contemptible.

But fortunately, it hasn't been mixed up with a word by word, and it's barely a little comforting.

"Wait for summer and autumn, wait for the next season......"

Under the prompting of the tuner, Zhou Jin put on a headset and started singing without love, and glanced at Liu Sisi by the way.

Sure enough, she took out her phone again and started recording a small video.

This next week, Jin will have nothing to love.

......

Three days later, Zhou Jin, who was almost crazy with singing, finally escaped from the recording studio.

The moment he left the studio, the mixer burst into tears.

Zhou Jin was relieved, his nightmare had just begun.

Matsue, Dinghai Shenpin Office.

Chen Zhiqian pushed the door in with a "puff", and she planned to discuss the set with Ning Hao again.

Suddenly, I saw Zhou Jin lying on the sofa, like a little white rabbit ravaged by a bear, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

"You leave him alone, singing and singing is autistic......" Ning Hao took a sip of tea and gloated.

"Can you still sing autism?" Chen Zhiqian couldn't believe it.

"Heh, he's different from others, by the way, what are you looking for me?" Ning Hao changed the subject.

"It's the set thing, we want to implant these two advertisements and hang signboards on the street, but this font is wrong, can you take a look?" Chen Zhiqian sat opposite Ning Hao, took out a few color pages and put them on the table.

Ning Hao looked at it for a long time, but still didn't understand, "What's wrong, isn't this very good-looking." ”

Chen Zhiqian said: "The font is wrong, you are a story in the twenties and thirties, and this font was invented in the sixties......"

"Heh, who can see it," Zhou Jin, who was lying on the sofa, interrupted her, "Except for those designers, who in the ordinary audience understands this?"

"Is that still changing?" asked Chen Zhiqian.

Ning Hao pondered for a moment and said: "If you change it, be more rigorous, and if you don't change it, it's not a big problem, let's give feedback to the advertiser and see what they want to decide." ”

"Okay," as a producer, Chen Zhiqian has always had clear rights and responsibilities, and she doesn't ask anything about creation.

Ning Hao was very satisfied with her attitude, and said with a smile: "No matter how hard you have worked these days, when the makeup photos are taken, there will not be so many things after the press conference." ”

"Come on, it's enough for me to stand after the filming starts," Chen Zhiqian pouted, she was clear about this door.

The producer is equivalent to the old mother of the crew, except for filming, she doesn't have to worry about everything.

"Lao Ning, if you really want to be strict, you might as well change that Wang Shui," Zhou Jin jumped up with a carp.

"I can check it, the aqua regia is all used and matched, and it will take several hours for the cart of aqua regia to melt the gold. ”

Whether it is "The Great Gold Robbery" or "Guns and Roses", the plot of Wang Shui is the biggest bug and the most criticized.

Zhou Jin seriously doubted that Ning Hao had heard the term Wang Shui and felt that it was very domineering, so he used it directly.

Although Ning Hao doesn't like the management to criticize him, he is still very welcome for actors to discuss creation with him.

Zhou Jin pointed out his mistake, but he didn't care, touched his nose and smiled: "We are engaged in art, we don't need to know too much about chemistry, and isn't it absurd." ”

"Then you just have to be absurd to the end, or do you change to test the gold water?" Zhou Jin began to use his imagination again.

"Hmm...... It's not good," Ning Hao thought about it for a while, and said, "I still think Wang Shui is a little overbearing, the king of water." ”

Sure enough, this guy heard a name and used it.

Seeing what Zhou Jin wanted to say, Chen Zhiqian interrupted: "Wang Shui is Wang Shui, anyway, it's just a name." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Jin.

"Whatever you want......" Zhou Jin didn't understand what she meant, but she didn't bother anymore and lay back down.

Wang Shui, or test gold water, is actually the same thing, and changing the name is just to reduce the complaints of netizens.

But in Chen Zhiqian's view, those are two concepts.

Since you know that aqua regia will attract complaints, why not guide it, isn't this a ready-made flow?

For the audience, they are watching the plot, who cares if you are Wang Shui or not, it sounds domineering enough.