Knock knock.

Meng Ke knocked on the door.

"Please come in. ”

"Hello, is this Director Sun's office?"

Meng Ke pushed the door in.

"Yes, you're the one who came today......"

Sun Pei stood up and looked Meng Ke up and down, tall, not fat or thin, but that face, eyebrows and eyes were not good-looking, but the combination was so handsome that even he wanted to look at it twice.

"No wonder, just this face, it's all bright spots, it seems that the company is going to make stars. ”

Thinking secretly in his heart, Sun Pei didn't say anything, but looked at Meng Ke greedily in his eyes, it was really familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Meng Ke. ”

Meng Ke walked over and stretched out his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Meng. Sun Pei also stretched out his hand and shook Meng Ke.

"Teacher Sun is polite, just call me Xiao Meng. ”

"Hehe, Mr. Meng is also polite, did you bring the manuscript today?"

"Bring it, you see. ”

Meng Ke handed over the manuscript.

"Only the manuscript? Is there any music file?"

Simply glanced at the manuscript twice, Sun Pei didn't look at it carefully, and asked directly.

"Nope. ”

"...... like this"

Sun Pei frowned and thought for two seconds, "Okay, then you and I will come." ”

With that, he took the manuscript and walked out of the office.

Meng Ke followed, and the two of them walked all the way through the office area to a silver-white security door in the southeast corner.

"It's a shoe cover, you change it. ”

Sun Pei handed the shoe cover to Meng Ke and wore a pair himself.

Meng Ke put it on, and the two of them walked in, the whole recording studio looked like it was thirty or forty square meters in size, the floor was wooden, the overall decoration was yellow, and the background wall was still pasted with black cloth, and the whole space was closed.

The control room and the recording studio are divided into two parts by glass partition, and the space of the entire recording studio is very crowded as soon as the equipment is played.

There was only a maximum of seven or eight people standing in the space, and at this time, a young man and a woman were discussing something in a whisper, and when they heard someone open the door, the two of them turned back at the same time, "Director." ”

"Hmm,"

Sun Pei nodded in response, pointed at Meng Ke and said, "Let me introduce to you, this is Teacher Meng, and we will do our best to help him complete this song today, Xiao Jiang." ”

A young man who looked to be in his twenties, but whose hairline had receded severely, walked over, "Director." ”

"Take this and record it, make it into an audio file, and by the way, print another copy and send it over, and I will discuss it with Mr. Meng first. Sun Pei commanded.

"Got it, Superintendent. ”

Xiao Jiang went out with the manuscript.

Sun Pei walked up to the little girl, "Where is Ziming?"

"Teacher He went out and hasn't come back yet,"

The little girl replied obediently, "Director, do you need me to call Teacher He to come back?"

"No, you're busy. ”

Sun Pei shook his head and rejected the little girl's proposal, and at the same time took out the phone and dialed a number, and said to Meng Ke while calling, "Teacher Meng, you sit down first, and I'll find the voice teacher." ”

"Good. ”

Nodding, Meng Ke didn't really sit down.

There were only two stools in the entire recording studio, one was placed in the recording studio, and the other was placed in front of the machine in the control room, and he felt not only a little strange when he sat down, but also a feeling of elementary school students looking up to their parents.

After coping, Meng Ke stood in the spacious place next to him.

As soon as he moved, the studio door was opened again, and a man who looked to be around thirty-five, with a fat figure and a gloomy face, walked in.

"Teacher He. ”

The little girl in the control room spoke.

"Hmm. ”

He Ziming nodded, raised his eyes to look at Sun Pei, then turned his head to look at Meng Ke, his jaw moved, and for a few seconds, he looked at Sun Pei again, "Yangzi will come over in a while,

He didn't get through the phone line when he called just now, and he was already on the road when he got through, so I asked him to come first. ”

"Okay, when Mr. Meng is done, let's hurry up, maybe Yangzi's work can be rushed out. Sun Pei said.

He Ziming didn't speak, he sat directly on the only stool, lowered his head and looked at the documents in the control room, and the whole thing was ignoring Sun Pei, and the little girl next to him looked at Sun Pei.

The latter did not speak, and the little girl had to pretend that she did not feel anything.

The atmosphere in the entire control room seemed to freeze to freezing, and Meng Ke, as a passerby, was eager to go out to breathe, but he didn't bother to care about it, pretending not to know anything, and continued to wait by the side.

After a few minutes, Xiao Jiang came back again, "Director, this is the manuscript, and the audio file will take a while." ”

"yes, I see. ”

Sun Pei took the manuscript and said to Meng Ke, "Teacher Meng, let's come here to practice the cappella first." ”

"Okay. ”

Meng Ke, who has no experience in recording songs or anything, is now completely at the mercy of others, and lets him do whatever he wants.

Following Sun Pei's greeting, Meng Ke walked to another room, which did not seem to be large, with a table and a few chairs in it, which looked like a conference room at first glance, and a whiteboard hung on the southeast wall.

"Ziming, Xiao Qiao, you two also come. ”

After Meng Ke walked in, Sun Pei turned around and greeted the control room.

He Ziming, who had a gloomy face, and the girl just now stood up and walked in.

"Teacher Meng, have you recorded a song before?" asked Sun Pei after the two of them came in.

"Nope. ”

"So, let's listen to your cappella first, and then we'll adjust it later, can you?"

"No problem. ”

"You sit. ”

"Huh. ”

After Sun Pei sat down, Meng Ke pulled out the chair next to Sun Pei and sat down, and He Ziming and Xiao Qiao also sat down, but He Ziming sat at the end of the table farthest away from Meng Ke and continued to ignore it.

Xiao Qiao took out her notebook and sandwiched it between Meng Ke and He Ziming, her face full of embarrassment.

The atmosphere cooled down again.

Meng Ke glanced at Sun Pei and then at He Ziming, his brows furrowed.

What do you mean?

Will they be at odds or against me?

Damn, this is the first time I've come, what's there to target?

I feel uncomfortable, but Meng Ke doesn't bother to care, it's okay to record achievements in one day, as for what other people think, what's the matter, they won't let him lose a meat or two, as long as he doesn't pick on him, he will be in a nervous disorder.

"Hehe, don't mind, Ziming is this character, he works very seriously. ”

Seeing Meng Ke's doubts, Sun Pei explained.

"Cut. ”

He Ziming snorted coldly and turned his head directly to the other side.

In an instant, Sun Pei's face was pulled down, he was a leader who was hummed and chirped by his subordinates like this, putting aside the relationship between dignity and inferiority in the workplace, this matter has nothing to do with him now, you He Ziming is not convinced and has the ability to talk to Yu Entai!

With a cold face, Sun Pei said, "Lao He, if you don't feel happy, go to the control room to be on duty first, and let Xiao Qiao record it." ”

He Ziming still didn't speak, stood up and walked out.

"How do I feel that Teacher He is hostile to me?"

As soon as He Ziming went out, Meng Ke opened his mouth unhappily, Pingshui met, why are you hostile to me! Why do I owe you money?

"Hehe, no, no, Mr. Meng, don't think about it, let's start. ”

Sun Pei gave the sheet music in his hand to Meng Ke and Xiao Qiao respectively, "Xiao Qiao, pay attention to the notes later, and I'll control the rhythm." ”

"Got it, Superintendent. ”

Xiao Qiao nodded obediently.

Meng Ke lowered his head and hurried to read the score.

He has heard "rare words" many times before, but he has never sung it, if it is a person who really learns music, to the point where he can arrange and write music, his singing skills are higher than ordinary people, if not very good.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is easy to ask the arranger to sing any song.

But......

That's for hard-working musicians.

He is not a master of hard work, his musical talent depends on the system, even if he has no problem writing and compiling songs now, but he has skipped the steps of opening his voice and practicing hard, and his singing skills are KTV Maiba at best.

That's it, it's still strengthened by the system.

Racing against time, Meng Ke went through the whole song.

"Teacher Meng, let's get started. ”

"Good...... Ahem. ”

Clearing his throat, Meng Ke opened his mouth to sing, "Our Chinese characters have left a history of 5,000 years in painting. ”

"Poof. ”

Xiao Qiao hurriedly covered his mouth, lowered his head, and began to write and draw in his notebook.

Huh?

What do you mean?

Dude sings so badly?

Meng Ke felt a little empty in his heart, and he continued to sing, "Let the world know our Chinese characters"

The pen in Xiao Qiao's hand was trembling.

"Every stroke is a story......

"Teacher Meng. Sun Pei spoke.

"Well, you say. ”

"What did you do before?"

"Media people. ”

"Oh......"

Sun Pei nodded, "Then have you ever sung?"

"Does KTV count?"

“……”

Count your sister!

You have only sung KTV, and you dare to come over to record a song?

Sun Pei's whole person is about to collapse, he has now found out, why is the overall quality of artists in the entertainment industry declining? It is because of the existence of such flashy people, you dare to go on without fart, you don't have a bit of a B number!

Licking the corners of his lips, Sun Pei forcibly pulled up a smile, "That's it, you let Xiao Qiao teach you to sing here first, and I'll go and see if the documents are okay." ”

Get!

This is a disguised way to say that my singing skills are not good!

Meng Ke was a little speechless, but there was no way, who let him not study and practice hard, and now he can't open the system, it would be really reckless for someone to lose his mind in his eyes.

Forget it.

When you go back, you must improve your singing skills!

Having made up his mind, Meng Ke nodded and said, "Okay, then trouble Teacher Sun." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Nodding and laughing, Sun Pei opened the door and went out.

There were only two people left in the room, Xiao Qiao and Meng Ke, although this girl had just laughed for a long time and interrupted Meng Ke's brewing mood, but now that she had a task, this little girl immediately became very serious.

"Teacher Meng, can we start?"

As soon as Sun Pei left, Xiao Qiao asked.

"Oh, yes. ”

"Then I'll sing it once later, and then you listen to it, and when I sing it the second time, you can sing it, okay?"

She didn't do it once or twice to teach people to sing, and there were many people who came to record songs without any skills, and she was responsible for teaching.

Moreover, there are also post-tone repairs, as long as it is not at the level of Maiba.

"Hmm. ”

Meng Ke nodded, his whole face was as ignorant as a primary school student and full of hope for learning.

"Little Joe is so nice. ”

I secretly sighed in my heart, Meng Ke didn't know that this "really good" Xiao Qiao was already planning to show off in front of her.

In fact, Xiao Qiao's singing skills are not very good, and her musical talent can only be regarded as average, but in front of Meng Ke, she is absolutely sure, and before that, many newcomers were like this.

After being interrupted before he finished singing, he was very unconvinced, Meng Ke was not bad, and some people still put on a face.

But no matter what kind of attitude these people have, after she sings, these people all show their admiration for themselves without exception, naturally, she wants to smile with each other in the posture of a winner.

But in my heart, that's one word, cool!

Compared with those in the past, Meng Ke ...... I have to worship every minute!

Having made up his mind, Xiao Qiao secretly sang proudly, "Our Chinese characters,

Leaving a history of 5,000 years in painting,

Let the world know,

Our Chinese characters,

It's a story,

Kneel and hold up the torch as a ray of light,

The fields of the four sides fall into barns,

The ancients pictographed and sounded to distinguish between evil and good. ”

The girl's voice was melodious, like a yellow bird out of the cage, the clear spring flowed, melodious and smooth, all of a sudden, Meng Ke was stunned, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

Good!

That's so good!

Even if there is a gap of 108,000 miles between this singing and the original singing, it is definitely an Internet celebrity level.

Seeing Meng Ke's sluggish appearance, Xiao Qiao felt even more proud, hum, you know the gap, you music idiot, you KTV Maiba level still want to come here to show off, let this girl tell you what music is!

fluttering, Xiao Qiao continued......

"Uh...... Belch...... Belch...... Teacher Meng, what do you pronounce this word?"

One second, two seconds, three seconds, it was a full freeze of four or five seconds, Xiao Qiao raised his head, pointed to the first word of the next section and spoke at Meng Ke, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Oh, this ninbal. ”

"What about this?"

Xiao Qiao asked, pointing to the next word.

"Oh, this Nian Xiao. ”

"What about this?"

"This Nian Kui. ”

One.

Three.

Five.

Soon, the atmosphere of the whole small room completely changed, and Xiao Qiao, who looked like "I am a master" just now, became a primary school student in minutes, holding a pen and frantically writing pinyin towards the words on the lyrics.

And Meng Ke sat next to him like a parent, pointing to the lyrics, "The fourth word is clumsy, the sixth word is zhui, three sounds, yes, the seventh word is ......"

Write, write, write.

Labeling, labeling, labeling.

In less than five minutes, Xiao Qiao lowered her head and was about to cry, and her self-esteem was greatly hit, what is this called, she was originally teaching music, she was supposed to be worshipped, but what happened?

Now it's a primary school student.,Except for the first verse.,I don't know a word else.,Who is the teacher!

With teary eyes, Xiao Qiao felt the malice of this world, especially the man in front of him, he was simply a bastard! Writing a song makes people know the words, you came here on purpose to fix me!

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