Yang Yang took leave for the last two exercises in the afternoon and hurried to Yaguang. He is a transfer student, and what he lacks most now is time, so he can't take some classes if he can.

After getting off the subway and walking for another five minutes, Yaguang first signed in with the young lady at the front desk, and then went straight to the eighteenth floor.

It's only three o'clock in the afternoon, and the dance studio is already practiced there, and everyone is fighting hard in this place.

Yang Yang didn't bother, and found an empty classroom where no one was around, planning to practice the dance taught by Jimmy yesterday.

turned on the stereo, and a rhythmic Hip-Hop came out of it, Yang Yang warmed up for a while and began to slowly enter the state.

His shoulders, chest, hands, and legs began to shake rhythmically, wave after wave, as if the current was rolling over him.

This dance is choreographed by Jimmy himself, which belongs to the locking of hip-hop dance, and is mixed with some jazz dance steps, with a unique style. Yang Yang constantly repeats the action of changing hands and locking, and with the layers of sound waves, it produces a dazzling sense of beauty and strength.

When the dance was in full swing, Yang Yang was sweating profusely, feeling that the pores all over his body were about to open, and the whole person's mood became comfortable and open.

In his previous life, he had never been exposed to dance, but now he is almost addicted to it, and this is the charm of dance.

"Bang bang bang. A powerful knock on the door protruded in the music, disrupting Yang Yang's rhythm.

Yang Yang turned around and saw that there was another person at the door.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?"

Yang Yang turned off the music, wiped his sweat and stepped forward.

The person who came was an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman, with a medium build, an expressionless face, giving people a mean and old-fashioned feeling.

"Are you Yang Yang?" said the middle-aged woman coldly.

Yang Yang was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I am." ”

"That's right. The woman nodded, "Come with me." ”

The woman turned around and left, as if she didn't explain anything, Yang Yang could only follow in a daze.

The woman took Yang Yang into the elevator, went up two floors, and reached the twentieth floor.

Yang Yang on the twentieth floor has never been here, and he doesn't know what he is doing. This place is completely different from the rest of the floors, with thick carpets on the floor, wooden walls on both sides, and a quiet and oppressive hallway.

The woman took Yang Yang to the door of a room with ease, knocked on the door, and a young face poked out of it.

"Sister Xu!"

"Is it done inside?"

"It's not started yet, but it's right away. ”

"Borrow it from me, soon, ten minutes. ”

"No problem. ”

The woman walked into the room, and Yang Yang hurriedly followed in. Before entering, he glanced at the door frame, and only glanced at three words - recording studio.

"Hello, what are we doing here?" Yang Yang asked cautiously, looking at the thicker blue soundproof walls around him.

The woman gave him a strange look and said, "Of course you came to the studio to record songs, aren't you talking nonsense?"

Yang Yang opened his mouth wide, obviously not figuring out what was going on.

"Lao Wang held you up to the sky in front of me, let me quickly record your two singles. I'm not here to see what the genius in his mouth looks like?"

The woman, who was called Sister Xu, pushed Yang Yang into the recording studio a little roughly.

"Just sing the two songs you wrote. ”

Yang Yang was at a loss, the light in the recording studio was not strong, and the sound absorption and sound insulation effect was super good, and he instantly felt as if he had come to another world.

Sister Xu outside the glass window looked at him coldly and pointed her finger at the headphones in front of him. Yang Yang subconsciously put it on, and he saw that the woman outside the shed also put on a headset.

The woman's mouth moved, and Yang Yang barely recognized that she was saying a word by the shape of her mouth: "Sing!"

Then sing it.

Although he didn't know why he was suddenly brought to the studio to record a song, shouldn't he say hello to him in advance and ask him to prepare?

No music, no accompaniment, not even a little sound.

Yang Yang stubbornly spoke:

"The brightest star in the night sky

Can you hear the one who looks up?

Loneliness and sighs in the bottom of my heart

...”

Yang Yang finished singing "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" in a daze, and the woman's mouth moved again: "Keep singing." Then he continued to sing "Love Must Be".

If you haven't been in a recording studio, don't say you're a singer.

Yang Yang felt like he was at the bottom of the sea, surrounded by water, he couldn't hear anyone talking, only the sound of bubbles bursting, and his body seemed to be bound by layers, he couldn't break free, he couldn't swim out, he could only keep sinking.

When he left the recording studio and returned to this world, he was pale, in a cold sweat, and his whole body was like he had collapsed.

He was forced by the tension he gave himself.

The woman didn't say a word, called up the recording, handed him the headphones, and another word: "Listen!"

Yang Yang put on the headphones, and his own familiar voice came out of the headphones, and his face became more and more ugly.

Mess.

There is a saying in circles: "The recording studio is the best place to test whether a person can sing." ”

Remove the accompaniment, remove all the noise from the outside world, and leave only the purest voice, and all the flaws in your voice will be infinitely magnified and clearly noticed.

There are many Maiba singers in KTV, and when they enter the recording studio, they can't even listen to the songs they sing, which is the reason.

The woman held the lyric book in her hand, and for the first time, a smile appeared on the iceberg's face, but it was nothing more than a sneer.

"First-class lyrics, first-class voice, and unpopular singing skills. Hum. ”

Yang Yang hung his head slightly, and anyone could feel the frustration and depression on his body, but the woman seemed to want to crush the last bit of pride and confidence in his heart, and continued unceremoniously: "Just like that, you still want to rush to release a single? Don't lose all the names of Yaguang." ”

Yang Yang bit his lip tightly and said nothing.

He looked gentle, humble, and understanding, but the deep pride in his bones could not be concealed.

Since his rebirth, Yang Yang has a solid family background, an almost perfect idol-level appearance, an unparalleled super memory, and a mind full of cultural essence brought from the previous life. What does he lack, and what does he lack?

He sang, signed contracts, and worked as trainees, all with a hint of playfulness. Because he knows that there are some things that others may need to work hard for ten or twenty years to succeed, and he can easily do it.

He's so smooth. It's not good to be too smooth.

The woman smashed Yang Yang's fragile pride with merciless mean words, making him finally realize one thing: the appearance and voice are given by his parents, and the good songs are brought by the previous life, these are first-class. But what he really has - singing skills, but he just doesn't enter the stream.

Yang Yang finally began to make a decision seriously: I want to become a real singer first!

"Thank you, Sister Xu. Yang Yang figured it out and bowed to the woman seriously.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Call me teacher." ”

Teacher?Yang Yang raised his head suddenly.

"My name is Xu Jie. The woman said lightly, "I'll be in charge of your vocal lessons in the future." You go back first, and I'll see you in the evening class. ”

"Good. Yang Yang nodded, turned his head and pleaded with the young man in charge of the recording on the side, "Can you give me the recording just now?"

The young man froze for a moment, then came back to his senses and nodded, "This is no problem. ”

...

Yang Yang's back disappeared from the field of vision of the two, and the young man smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Xu, as for being so ruthless, she is just a child." ”

Xu Jie looked at the lyric book in his hand intently, and said, "What do you know? This kid is too talented, if you don't be cruel to him, it's easy to destroy yourself." ”

"You're in a bit of a hurry. The young man muttered, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and continued to bust himself with his own business.

"Are you in a hurry?" Xu Jie sighed softly: "Yaguang hasn't had a king-level singer for a long time..."