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Qian Fan stretched on the bed, changed to a comfortable position, and hummed comfortably. At this time, the door of the dormitory opened, and the bright sunlight outside the house suddenly broke in, and Qian Fan immediately scolded: "Who!" I wanted to continue sleeping, but I was stabbed in the eye by the light that came in.

"What time is it, you're still sleeping. Yu Feng pushed open the door and walked in, deliberately looking at Qian Fan who was still lying on the bed with disgust and said. Qian Fan looked loveless, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and half-propped himself up and said: "I will graduate in a few days, why are you doing it so regularly, speaking of which, Lao Bai has been in Hong Kong for almost two months, why hasn't he come back yet, can he catch up with the graduation ceremony." ”

"That's right, Lao Bai has been gone for almost two months and hasn't come back, I see that the head of the department is a little angry" Qian Fan suddenly stretched out his head under the bed, and it turned out that Donghua was sorting out the books below.

"**** your uncle, you want to scare me to death, you two got up so early one by one!" Obviously frightened by Donghua's sudden appearance, Qian Fan subconsciously shrank back, pointing at Donghua's smiling face and scolding.

Yu Feng fiddled with his glasses, usually looked elegant, suddenly showed a slight evil smile, looked at Qian Fan and said: "Lao Bai estimates that he will come back in a few days, and he will definitely come back for the graduation ceremony." It's you, a girl from the Academy of Fine Arts across the street who asked me to bring you breakfast. ”

At this time, Qian Fan saw the noodle paste in Yu Feng's hand, and Qian Fan immediately rolled a carp from the warm quilt, revealing a surprised expression: "Yu Feng, you didn't lie to me." Yu Feng pouted and said: "That girl is very beautiful, the last time I saw you and Lao Bai go to the art exhibition together, it turned out that the motive was not pure."

Qian Fan directly ignored Yu Feng's ridiculous tone and immediately got out of bed and changed into pajamas, "Yo, why don't you continue to sleep." ”

"Hehe, how can the warmth on the bed compare to the gentleness of a beautiful woman, brother is happy. Qian Fan raised his eyebrows, deliberately opened the noodle batter, sniffed it fiercely, and walked out with a happy face, "Wash up!"

Donghua touched his head and smirked: "Brother Qian is still so interesting." He went back and continued to organize the books on his desk. Yu Feng was also accustomed to Qian Fan's character, and he also returned to his book table, opened a novel he had just bought, and seemed to pass the time.

The graduation season is approaching, and in the corridor outside the dormitory door of the same year, there is an endless shout of moving things, and the students who live in Suzhou are rushing home in time for the weather to be just right.

The soft sunlight outside the dormitory building illuminates every inch of the sleeping land on the campus of Soochow University, it gently lingers on the placket of every graduating student, hovering on the faces of students who are hesitant or expectant or immature, warm but quiet, and a trace of the morning sun breath spreads.

Hong Kong's Wan Chai in the evening is very beautiful.

The river was blown by a cool breeze, half green, like a wavy jewel: half red, like a cloud soaked in water.

Bai Kaifeng crouched on the railing by the river, letting the naughty wind blow his face, it had been almost two months before and after he came to Hong Kong, and he also missed the group of good buddies in the dormitory of the university, remembered the time when he skipped class together, the years of all-nighters together, and ran on the road of youth together..........

Yesterday, I found Deben, and let Deben as the main source of the album can be said to be the most basic step in the past, this morning, according to the first modified tune, with Zhong Xintong and Cai Zhuoyan to reinterpret the song.

The first audition, the effect is not very good, and the two are also in contact with this genre for the first time, and even have a little bit of Soul flavor, so it is even more difficult to follow this style.

But in the process of continuous adjustment, Bai Kaifeng was pleasantly surprised to find that the two of them have a good feeling for the beat, and it can be said that they are born with a good sense of sound, especially Zhong Xintong, although he is not as perfect as Cai Zhuoyan in the sound of words, and even sometimes uses the tricky singing method in the middle of the music, which makes Bai Kaifeng smile bitterly, but the rhythm of the beat is very surprising to Bai Kaifeng.

In funk styles that require a strong beat, it is important to be able to follow the beat perfectly. That's why in the most glorious stage of Funk, the famous performers of the track were those few people, because most artists could only use this genre but couldn't control it.

And the two people of the Tins group have followed the beat very well, although they can't be said to be in control, but they have achieved 70%. This has added a lot of confidence to Bai Kaifeng, the singer is confident that he will perform well, and the producer naturally can't hold back.

In the subsequent recording, the two people who were in good condition even recorded three in one go, which made Bai Kaifeng can't help but applaud.

Zhong Xintong and Cai Zhuoyan also knew that the current situation was grim and could not relax, so they were also very well prepared a few days ago, Bai Kaifeng gave them a sample of music, and the two of them practiced and listened repeatedly in the dormitory, and they were not idle for a moment.

The effort is not in vain, and the performance in the recording studio makes Bai Kaifeng, who has always been strict with music, unable to find any major faults, but although there are small problems, these are the ones that need to be modified during the recording process.

A day's recording made the three of them very tired, in order not to overwork the throats of the two of them, Bai Kaifeng recorded a short section in the afternoon and let the two of them go back to rest. Although Bai Kaifeng followed the recording studio for almost a day, the work was far from complete.

The four recordings recorded in one day were produced for the first time, and because it was funk, the sound source needed to be replaced in the later stage, so in the processing of the vocals, Bai Kaifeng did not use the methods that worked before.

Because tomorrow is the re-recording of Deben's band, today's job is really to record the dry voice, strip the sound of the soundtrack, and adjust the pitch.

Because the rhythm of the two people is very strong, they have reached perfection in most of the pitches, and there are some small flaws Bai Kaifeng also estimated the range in his heart.

The first day of recording can actually be regarded as a smooth and victorious start, but because it is the first time that the two of Tins challenge this type of music, Bai Kaifeng did not dare to relax at all in the control room, and listened carefully with headphones, although it is easy to feel tired, but it improves the quality of dry sound.

The quality of the dry sound is an important indicator of this musical work, although the wet sound is also a pure vocal without music, but it is processed, if the quality of the dry sound is not high, even if the treatment is perfect, but the traces of the treatment are very obvious.

Just like the countless beauties Bai Kaifeng has seen in Shanghai before, although you have all kinds of PS software, only if you have a good foundation, will people want to see you and pay attention to you. It was a time when even photos couldn't believe it....

The post-production of music will not be as easy and perfect as PS software to make a bad voice become a perfect voice, so the singer's voice is still the deciding factor after all.

Bai Kaifeng was very satisfied with the effect of the dry sound, and it was naturally much easier to make.

After a day of work, Bai Kaifeng ate a bowl of noodles downstairs, then walked to the riverside, and looked at the days on the wall calendar of the small restaurant, which made Bai Kaifeng find that he was going to graduate in a few days. The advent of the graduation season is like a faint fragrance of osmanthus, if there is nothing, floating outside the sense of smell before, suddenly a breeze blows, and it wakes up.

"I'm going to go back and have a look. Looking at the fireworks by the river, Bai Kaifeng muttered to himself, suddenly, a suffocating face in Bai Kaifeng's heart suddenly floated in front of him, that face seemed to smile at him and seemed to have thousands of words to say to him, and finally silently disappeared in Bai Kaifeng's mind under the gaze of the night in Hong Kong like a dark fragrance.

He slowly stretched out his right hand, floating in the air and trying to touch it, but he clenched his fist again and put it back.

"This time, I will definitely become a world-class producer! Wait for me!" The young man stood still by the river for a long time, and the vow in his heart drifted towards his heart along the path of the solar terms, and floated to the world music scene in the future.

With bitter sweetness in the smile, who has sung it thousands of times, the beauty of a good day is not a .......