Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Fifteen minutes passed.

"Little Joe, how's it going?"

The door was pushed open, Sun Pei walked in, and then, he was stunned, the picture in the cubicle was not his familiar Xiao Qiao teaching the newcomer to sing over and over again, but Meng Ke was talking, Xiao Qiao was holding a pen and constantly writing and remembering like a newcomer.

Sing?

Teaching?

Not at all!

After being stunned for a moment, I heard Meng Ke speak, "The last four words are pronounced, and the meaning of acupuncture is to point out other people's mistakes, persuade people to correct them, and they are more than you know, and in the end it is a piece of Yixi,

It means that the mouth is open and closed. ”

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What is the situation?

Sun Pei had a feeling that he wanted to go to the wrong place, and subconsciously, he turned around and looked, yes, this is it, how can it ...... What's going on?

"Superintendent. ”

Hearing the movement behind him, Xiao Qiao turned his head with a look of shame.

"What are you doing here?"

"We are getting acquainted with the lyrics. Little Joe's head is lowered.

"It's been half an hour and I haven't been familiar with the lyrics, Xiao Qiao, why are you working so slowly?"

Sun Pei frowned, the recording studio is vacant today, but it doesn't mean that they are very idle, it's almost half an hour, Xiao Qiao hasn't taught people yet, isn't this just a waste of time messing around?

There was no way to deliver the goods to Meng Ke, and this anger was directly vented on Xiao Qiao.

"No...... No, Director, I'm ......."

"Okay, okay, don't explain, I'm giving you ten minutes, practice twice and come out. ”

Meng Ke has long lost much hope for his Maiba-level singing skills, and letting Xiao Qiao teach him how to sing temporarily is also to think that it will not be so troublesome when he repairs his voice in the later stage, which is good, he is still familiar with the lyrics after half an hour.

I'm familiar with your sister!

It's all square words, can you still not read them?

Angry in his heart, Sun Pei didn't give Xiao Qiao any good looks and turned to leave.

There are only two people left in the cubicle, Meng Ke and Xiao Qiao, the girl is really going to cry, it's too aggrieved, can this lyrics be sung without pinyin?

With red eyes, Xiao Qiao said to Meng Ke, "Teacher Meng, shall we start then?"

"Oh, good. ”

Meng Ke pretended that nothing had happened, and his face was full of humility.

Looking at Xiao Qiao, she was angry, she was scolded for wasting time, who caused this? Now you, the initiator, are you here to pretend to be a white rabbit? Also, are you a man, don't you know how to comfort your sister when she is wronged?

Gritting his teeth in his heart, Xiao Qiao still began to sing honestly, "Our Chinese Chinese characters ......"

With pinyin, Xiao Qiao sings like a tiger with wings, but now, she has no idea of wanting to show off, and her mind is to sing a few times quickly and then make a difference, and the rest of the love is not her.

Xiao Qiao's thoughts Meng Ke didn't know, he was well-behaved, and he sang along with it.

With the blessing of musical skills, after one time, Meng Ke felt that his singing skills had improved significantly, and he would no longer sing with his flesh voice, but pay more attention to the air sound, but this is also his own feeling, in the eyes of outsiders, this is actually no change.

At least, Xiao Qiao couldn't pass this level, and a few notes were emphasized several times, and finally she let it go when she couldn't change it.

After singing in a pit, the second time was much smoother, and I couldn't sing the third time in ten minutes, and after singing the second time, Meng Ke and Xiao Qiao went out.

In the control room, in addition to Sun Pei, He Ziming, and Xiao Jiang, there was also a young man with a fresh face standing, he looked like he was in his early twenties, and there was a very similar place between his eyebrows and He Ziming.

However, compared to He Ziming's taste of a middle-aged uncle, this young man has a lot of spirit.

"Is Teacher Meng okay?" asked Sun Pei.

"Well, okay. ”

"Then let's get started. ”

"Good. ”

With the score in hand, Meng Ke walked into the studio and put on headphones.

Sun Pei nodded at Xiao Jiang.

The controller pushes up, the flute sound is ethereal, as if, everyone is brought into the green mountains and green waters, sunny, quiet and peaceful mountains and forests, the flute sound from far to near, gradually, the soft music makes people feel refreshed.

But at this moment, the drum beat suddenly joined, and the originally melodious flute also revealed its fierce side at the same time, short and rapid, sharp and high-pitched.

"Xiao Jiang, your business ability is getting better and better, and you have even made up the tunes after such a while?"

Sun Pei's eyes lit up, and he patted Xiao Jiang's shoulder and praised.

"Ahh Xiao Jiang turned around and hurriedly denied it.

"Not you?

He Ziming also spoke.

Arrangement is different from composing, it requires both macro concepts and a lot of skills.

What kind of rhythm is used for the whole piece, what kind of color chords are used, and how to control the space, this is a great test of one's musical skills!

Now although there are many people in the entire music scene who can write songs, they may not be able to arrange music, even if they are big-name stars, they will lose in arrangement, and Xiao Jiang only took more than 40 minutes from the second time he went out to come back.

In this way, if someone can number the songs in such a quick time, it cannot be said to be talent, but genius!

If they have such a person in their studio, they will definitely be promoted!

"This ...... Isn't it written on Mr. Meng's musical score?"

Xiao Jiang picked up the sheet music in his hand from his lap, and looked at He Ziming and Sun Pei with a blank expression, what is the situation, they don't know about the boss of this task today? Or have they never been in contact with it before?

I should have seen this song in the studio.

Xiao Jiang was at a loss.

And Sun Pei and He Ziming have a stiff body, a stiff smile, and every minute, the two of them seem to be frozen.

"I'll see. ”

After a few seconds of silence, Sun Pei took the sheet music in Xiao Jiang's hand and carefully flipped through the pages one by one.

Styles.

Rhythm.

Chord.

flute, drums, piano......

The paragraphs are marked in great detail, and it is no exaggeration to say that this is an idiot who can understand it!

Arranging music is not as difficult as composing music, and people who can arrange and write music can't sing...... What is the principle?

Sun Pei felt that he was really a little unable to turn around, what did the leaders above fancie, appearance, figure, or was there really someone behind this big guy?

And it is no exaggeration to say that such an arranger teacher is definitely a top player in the industry, and it is not a problem to say that tens of millions of dollars a year is not a problem.

In fact, if you change to a person who usually pays attention to the Internet, you can recognize Meng Ke's true identity at a glance.

It's a pity that Sun Pei has rarely paid attention to the news on the Internet since he entered the entertainment industry, and swiping his mobile phone is news, and he is a music director, so he is usually very busy, and he has no time to watch what is happening on the Internet every day.

So until now, he only has three impressions of Meng Ke, one, handsome, two, talented, three, singing something!

Of course, it's not just Sun Pei, but also Xiao Qiao, Xiao Jiang, He Ziming, and He Yang who basically don't pay much attention to the news on the Internet, it's not that they are too busy to pay attention.

is because they are too close to the entertainment industry, they can see at a glance whether the outside reports are true or false, coupled with the unique marketing methods of the entertainment industry, they know a lot of news, but the outside world is not clear.

I have seen too much, but I am too lazy to pay attention to it.

Therefore, there are not many people who know Meng Ke in the entire recording studio now, He Yang thinks that Meng Ke is familiar, but he is only familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it.

Several people have their own thoughts, and Meng Ke doesn't have such a big magic power to guess through the glass, and where does he have air control now, Wu Zhongji's garbage on the Internet is still waiting to be slapped in the face, and he has to race against time.

"The Dragon's Horns ......"

A few minutes later, Meng Ke took off his headphones and came out of the recording studio, "Teacher Sun, how is it?

"Too bad. ”

Sun Pei didn't speak, and He Yang spoke first.

Meng Ke turned around, and the others also focused their eyes on He Yang.

"Yoko!"

He Ziming snorted, his brother was too ignorant.

He is also aggrieved about this matter today, but after all, the days ahead are still long, if he really offends the person Yu Entai is optimistic about, then it is called no food, which is why he has a cold face throughout the whole process, but he does not dare to say a hard word to Meng Ke.

He can tell which is more important.

To give a face is to give a face, and to make a stiff is to make a stiff, and there is a difference between the two.

"I'll tell you the truth, this singing skill is really bad, and it's not an exaggeration to say that ghosts cry wolf. ”

He Yang glanced at Meng Ke with disdain, and continued to say coldly despite He Ziming's dissuasion, "You shouldn't have learned to sing, and your voice and breath are also learned, you can't even find the basic nasal resonance, are you embarrassed to ask?"

I really don't understand, what do people like you think of the music world. ”

In the end, He Yang directly shook his head and gave Meng Ke a cold face.

He came here today to settle the score, and if he doesn't give the other party some color to see now, he won't believe it!

Brush!

The atmosphere stiffened.

He Ziming's cold face was rubbing up.

Sun Pei next to him frowned, Xiao Jiang's eyes fluttered, Xiao Qiao pursed his lips, without exception, all those present except Meng Ke felt an incomparable shock at He Yang's words.

Nima!

Crazy!

What's going on with me today?

Dude, do you owe you money or something?

Yes, I can't sing well, I can't compare to you professionals, but as for scolding me with such heavy words?

It's the first time we've met today, right?

The fire in his heart rose up, he took out a bucket of skittles from his pocket and threw one into his mouth, chewing Meng Ke while speaking, "What do you mean? Why am I so wrong to hear this?"

The music world has something to do with me, what's the matter? You can do it, you can do it, who is stopping you? If you have the ability, you can sing one for me. ”

"You think I wouldn't dare?"

He Yang was-for-tat, and he was about to move forward in two steps.

"Yoko,"

He Ziming stepped forward and grabbed He Yang, and said in a low voice, "Don't be impulsive, this is not where you came from." ”

"Don't, don't stop it, I want to see how powerful this can be for others, there is a specialization in the art industry, I can't deny it, but don't think I'm a soft persimmon, he wants to sing, then sing." ”

Meng Ke's temper came up, he really didn't believe in this evil, a big fart person also rushed to him and shouted at him, it's good that he doesn't scold, and he still allows others to come over BB?

Are you okay?

"Okay, then you listen to me. ”

He Yang turned his head to Meng Ke and spoke viciously, and with a flick of his arm, he broke free of He Ziming's hand and strode into the recording studio.

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