"Yo, how many brothers are here? early enough?"

Wang Bao opened the door and walked into the recording studio, and saw that several people from the Extreme Music Team were there, and they were talking with Lao Yang. And Xin Zhiwen is waiting on the side, this kid is now mixed up, and he went to participate in a talent show a while ago, and it is said that his results are not bad.

He now has his own ability, and his master Lao Yang has a relationship, so it shouldn't be long before he can come out. The young man is a good person, he is familiar with Wang Bao, and Wang Bao likes him very much.

"Brother Bao, you're here! Sit down, I'll pour you a cup of tea, moisten your throat first, and sing in a while!" Xin Zhiwen saw Wang Bao coming, he quickly took a stool for him, and then was busy pouring water for him.

Judging from his actions, although he just participated in the talent show and listened to the hot ones, he did not float. I don't know if he got Lao Yang's orders, or if he was really so down-to-earth, but he was happy to serve Wang Bao. So Wang Bao opened his mouth and said: "Xiaowen is very popular this time! What's the matter, your master didn't give you a good song or something?"

When he mentioned this, Xin Zhiwen was a handful of bitter tears, he knew that he was taken care of on the show because of the master's face. But he really sang very well, but there were still a lot of people on the Internet who hacked him, saying that he was completely promoted through the back door. So he didn't dare to ask the master now, otherwise he would have asked the master to get him a good song, and the singer still relied on his works to speak.

"Brother Bao, Master has been busy lately and hasn't spared any time yet, but Master said that he will definitely get me a good song. "No matter what, you can't weaken Master's name, so Xin Zhiwen said this stiffly.

"Oh~!ha...... I know your master, he must be secretly looking for you, don't worry, he is just cold-faced and hot-hearted. In this way, I'll ponder and ponder it when I go back, and pick a suitable one for you, how about it?" Wang Bao knows Lao Yang's temperament, he is really a cold-faced and hot-hearted person.

Hearing that Wang Bao was going to write a song for him, Xin Zhiwen was really happy. Wang Bao's songs don't say the first classic, but each one has the strength of the main hit. And although he is very strong in writing songs, he doesn't write songs for other people, and now he can get Chengruo to write a song, of course Xin Zhiwen is happy, so he keeps thanking: "Thank you, Brother Bao! Thank you, Brother Bao!

Wang Bao waved his hand, not to take it seriously, isn't it just a song? He has no less than 10,000 good songs in his head, and he is not afraid to sing them to others. Besides, even if someone else sings, he can also receive the copyright fee, which is a good benefit of copyright protection.

"Brother Yang, how is it? Shall I start?" After talking to Xin Zhiwen, he said to Lao Yang.

When Lao Yang was talking to Xin Zhiwen, he kept watching happily from the sidelines, and did not interject loudly. He saw that Wang Bao would definitely not be stingy, and he would not care about Xin Zhiwen's affairs, so he didn't talk much. Of course, even Wang Bao likes to be optimistic about Xin Zhiwen, and he also looks at Lao Yang's face to some extent. Lao Yang also knows this, and the two of them tacitly understand it in their hearts, just remember this friendship.

"Okay, then let's start recording! You still can't open your voice? Record directly?" Lao Yang was not pretentious, and got up and walked directly to the recording studio, ready to start recording new songs.

"No need, I've driven on the way here, just record it. Brothers, let's go?" Wang Bao beckoned a few people from Jiyin, and everyone walked into the shed together, ready to open.

The new song that Wang Bao wants to record today is "Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty", a rock song with a very distinctive style, which is the famous song of the Tang Dynasty band. To be honest, this song is not very tasty, and most people can't sing that kind of taste. And this song can also be regarded as a Chinese-style song, Huaxia asked a very strong Chinese-style heavy metal rock song.

When I first got this song, the people at Extreme Sound were amazed, they played rock, and in the rock world, there has always been a distinction between soft rock and hard rock. Heavy metal rock, on the other hand, undoubtedly belongs to the category of hard rock and roll, and has a very important position in the rock circle. Generally, heavy metal is heavy music and light lyrics, and the strong musical rhythm will make people ignore what the lyrics are singing for a while.

But this song "Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty" has achieved both, which is a very rare heavy metal song. So for these people who play rock 'n' roll, this is a divine comedy!

Lao Yang is also very much looking forward to this song, after he got the lyrics, he once tried to sing it by himself, but he always felt that there was something less to ask. Later, after listening to Wang Bao's sample, he realized that he lacked the kind of admiration for the former Heavenly Empire, because China has always been a strong country in this world, and the people think that our China is powerful. But for Wang Baolai's world, the country that has suffered a hundred years of humiliation, his people can only feel the pride of being Chinese people by remembering the former Tang Dynasty, the former Heavenly Empire, and the era when all nations came to the dynasty!

Wang Bao's voice is not the same as that of Ding Wu, the lead singer of the Tang Dynasty, his voice is thicker and slightly hoarse. And Wang Bao's control of the voice is more accurate, so in terms of middle, it is much better than Ding Wu's voice, and the voice is better.

"Chrysanthemum ancient sword and wine, soaked in coffee into the noisy pavilion, alien races worship the ancients in the Temple of the Sun moon, the prosperous era of Kaiyuan is fascinating......"

After the first sentence came out, Wang Bao's voice exploded in the ears of these people. The taste of heavy metal is different from that of general rock, without the hysteria of death and destruction of metal, and not as "soft" as pop rock.

The strong rhythm, coupled with the explosive singing voice, is like the impact of a storm, this is the impact that Wang Bao sings this song to people. Wang Baolu's rock songs are never carefully picked sentence by sentence, but recorded live with the band in one go. So Wang Bao's rock songs sound as exciting as listening to the live, which is a very good enjoyment. Of course, this also stems from Wang Bao's strong live singing skills, if you are an ordinary studio singer, you don't dare to play like this.

I only recorded it three times today, and I was able to record this song. But whether it is Wang Bao or Jiyin, everyone is very excited, obviously singing, otherwise it would be impossible to find the feeling to record the song so quickly.

"It's enjoyable! It's fun to record songs with Brother Bao!" "Long Hair reached out and pulled the hair that stuck to his face because of sweating, and then he shook his head like a lion, and said very excitedly.

"The main thing is that Brother Bao's song is well written, and my drumstick is almost broken. Drummer Jiezi kept turning the drumstick in his hand, grinning widely, and couldn't laugh.

Several other people also expressed their positions, saying how good Wang Bao's song is, and everyone is excited and happy.

For these people who play rock and roll, you can't say that they don't have slick people, but if you want them to really praise a song, a person, then you have to speak strongly, otherwise it will be difficult for you to hear them say things against their will.

Everyone talked and laughed together, listened to the recorded audio source, felt that there was no problem, and then decided to use the last version.

Just when everyone thought it was over, Wang Bao spoke: "Brothers, are you in a hurry to leave?"

"What's the matter, Brother Bao?" Changmao knew that Wang Bao should have something, so he asked with concern.

"That's right, I'm going to record a sample, if you're not in a hurry, give me a play. Wang Bao took out the word book he had brought, handed it to Long Hair, and let him see it.

When I looked at the score of the long-haired result, it turned out to be a pop song, and it looked pretty good, so he said happily: "Okay, no problem, this won't delay anything!"

With that, he handed out the sheet music to the others, and then took the guitar and went into the shed, where they wanted to familiarize themselves with the score. Wang Bao briefly talked to Lao Yang, and then he also entered the shed.

This time Wang Bao wanted to play the guitar, so he went in with his own guitar. After about twenty minutes of familiarization, everyone felt that it was almost the same, after all, it was just a small sample, and it was not so particular.

It was very happy and smooth, and I only recorded it twice, and I recorded this song well.

"Xiaobao, didn't you sing this song yourself?" After Lao Yang recorded the sample, he grabbed Wang Bao and asked when the person with the extreme sound was gone.

Because he thinks that this song Wang Bao sings is also very good, and it can be put in his new album. But now that he wants to record it, it seems that it is a song written for someone else, so he feels a pity, so he can't help but ask him.

"I didn't sing it, this is the song I promised others to write for others, I can't sing it!" Wang Bao packed up his things, took the recorded sample disc and backup, and prepared to leave, he still had something to do in the afternoon.

"Oh, it's a pity!" Lao Yang had a pity on his face, feeling that it was really a waste to give this to others. He couldn't help but ask: "Can't you change this song? You sing this song really appropriately, it's a pity for others!"

Of course, Wang Bao knew Lao Yang's mood, who doesn't want good things? But none of the songs he Wang Bao took out were mortal, so he couldn't sing them all by himself, right? So he said to Lao Yang: "No! This is all told to others, next time, wait for next time, I will definitely let you listen to it first, we are suitable for ourselves, and we will definitely not give it to others." ”

Lao Yang saw that this was the case, and he had no choice, so he could only say regretfully: "Okay, but you have to remember next time, you can't just give away good things." ”

"Remember, don't worry!"

After speaking, Wang Bao was afraid that Lao Yang was nagging, so he felt that he had withdrawn with the things he had packed.

After going out, he sat in the car, thought about it, took out the phone, and prepared to call Deng Qiqi and tell her that the song was written. But before he could call, his phone rang. He picked up the phone and saw that it was Yu Wenwen, who had not been in touch for a long time, and he didn't know how she remembered to call herself.

Wang Bao didn't think much about it, so he picked it up and said, "Hey, Wenwen, why are you so idle today?

"Wang Bao, a happy event! A great event! We have won a prize!" After Wang Bao finished speaking, Yu Wenwen on the phone was furious and told him loudly that he had won the award.

(End of chapter)