"Hey, you're welcome, I'll say it again. The drunkard laughed, completely unaware of how strange his request was.

Although Lu Thirty was very generous, he really couldn't stand the drunkard's soft grinding and hard bubbles, so he had to bite the bullet and say it again, what is this special thing called.

By the time Lu Thirty finished speaking, the expression on the drunkard's face was almost heavenly, and he pinched his hairy chin and sighed, "I didn't expect Lao Tzu to be so wise and heroic when he was young!"

This ...... Lu Thirty and Hu Lei were speechless and asked Cangtian.

The drunkard was even more embarrassed, "Strangle a turtle son ......," he paused and muttered, "No, no, the dead are the greatest, this is not appropriate." ”

Although the drunkard's muttering was not loud, Hu Lei heard it clearly, it turned out that this drunkard was not a stingy person.

However, as soon as this thought arose in his mind, he heard the drunkard say again, "Strangled old fellow, he also wants to destroy Lao Tzu, phew!"

Hu Lei was completely speechless now, I didn't say what I said just now.

"I said, little drunkard, this story has been told, isn't it time to get down to business. Lu Thirty was also speechless, if it weren't for the fact that the little drunkard's ability was indeed the top in the circle, he wouldn't want to come here.

"Don't worry, don't worry. The drunkard said indifferently, "How can there be no good wine with a good story." ”

After that, he opened the box brought by Lu Thirty with his hands and feet, and then somehow took out a glass of wine and poured it for himself.

The drunkard took a sip, "Good wine, good wine." The pair of thick eyebrows shook and trembled, not to mention how beautiful.

"Alright, let's get down to business!", the moment the drunkard put down his glass, a pair of eyes seemed to be much clearer, and the temperament of the whole person changed suddenly, so it really looked like an elite in the industry, rather than a prickly head that made people's heads swell.

"Hey, who's ...... that", the drunkard looked at Hu Lei, "What's your kid's name?"

Yes, this is just kneeling, Hu Lei feels that he really has a headache, and you have treated me as air for so long!

Helplessly, he planned to introduce himself, "Mr. Drunkard......"

Before he knew the title, he was interrupted by the drunkard, "Stop, stop, stop, it's close to Lao Tzu, it's not easy to make." ”

Nima, Hu Lei is confused, who is close to you.

"I ......"

"Come on, I don't bother to care who you are, hurry up and get in and start working. The drunkard was getting impatient.

"......", Hu Lei suddenly understood the old-timer, so even a peaceful person like himself wanted to poison him.

He turned his head to look at Lu Thirty, who was looking at him apologetically. Hu Lei was helpless, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he walked directly to the recording studio. In fact, after listening to the story just now, Hu Lei really admired this guy a little, but it was difficult to like him. However, from the point of view of an alcoholic, he probably doesn't need anyone to like it.

This kind of person seems to be only suitable for living in stories, at least there he is a legend.

Hu Lei walked into the recording studio alone and closed the door according to Lu Thirty's prompts. Well, sound insulation, Hu Lei still understands this, to avoid noise interference during the recording process.

It was the first time to sing in such a professional place, and Hu Lei was really a little excited. He looked around curiously, people are forced to be tall, just that microphone, bigger than the face plate, involuntarily, he stretched out his hand and patted the microphone lightly twice.

At this moment, Hu Lei subconsciously raised his head, and saw the drunkard's teeth and claws through the glass wall. Not to mention, the sound insulation effect is really good, look at what it looks like, but Hu Lei can't hear any sound in his ears.

However, through the lip shape, Hu Lei can still barely understand what the other party is saying, "You stinky boy, don't shoot randomly, this equipment is very expensive!"

Hehe, Hu Leile, this opportunity for revenge is quite rare. As if playing a prank, he deliberately slapped the microphone twice.

This time the drunkard was even more irritable, if it weren't for Lu Thirty pulling, Uncle Nei would probably rush in and beat Hu Leifeng.

Lu Thirty was also in pain, and while he wanted to pull this crazy little drunkard, he also had to give Hu Lei a look. These two people, why don't they have a fuel-efficient lamp, Lu Thirty wants to retire, and his heart is too tired.

Hu Lei also stopped touching it when he saw it, and the little drunkard finally calmed down under Lu Sanshi's appeasement at this time.

"Toot. ”

As if something was turned on, the drunkard's voice sounded through the speaker in the recording studio, "Stinky boy, if you dare to do anything to my wife again, Lao Tzu will beat you out." ”

Hu Lei is confused, when did the master do something to your wife. Immediately afterwards, Hu Lei suddenly realized that this uncle would not be a wife with the microphone. I've heard of a man who treats a car as a wife, this is the mouthpiece...... It's really the first time, it's really a strange thing, and the ancients don't deceive me.

The fuss is over, and it's really time to get down to business.

"It's not just last night's wine that brings tears to my eyes. ”

"It's not just your gentleness that makes me reluctant. ”

The singing is melodious and lazy, still the original recipe or the original taste. Although for Lu Thirty, this melody rhythm is so familiar that it can't be more familiar, but when he hears Hu Lei singing again, he can't help but get excited.

Sometimes habitual thinking is indeed a terrible thing, to be honest, Hu Lei's singing effect this time is not very good, and even the key is a little higher. But in Lu Thirty's perception, Hu Lei's original singing is a little more indescribable than others singing.

"How about it, it's a lot better than before!", Lu Thirty looked at the drunkard expectantly.

The drunkard took off his headphones and slapped them on the table with a "snap", and his face was very ugly at this moment, "What are you singing about?"

Lu Thirty was stunned, he never thought that the drunkard would react like this after listening to it once.

The drunkard was already a little impatient, "Lu Shu, you are not the first day to be a director, at this level, isn't this a delay in my time?"

"Ahh

The drunkard looked at Lu Thirty's bewildered appearance, and he was also a little helpless. Although this old man doesn't have a bright brain, he is really good to himself, and he has helped himself a lot over the years, and he is not a person who doesn't know gratitude, but he ......

He sighed deeply, "I think Murong Hanqiu's kid is more reliable." ”

"Huh, that's not like you can say it. Lu Sanqi said, "Didn't you spray someone with a dog blood spray last time!"

The drunkard shrugged, "That kid really doesn't sing anything, but it's much better than the kid in there." ”

At this moment, Hu Lei's voice came out of the earphones that were resting aside, "Sorry, I didn't sing well just now." ”

The drunkard was amused, "I didn't expect this kid to be quite self-aware." Immediately, he said to Lu Thirty, "Old Lu, play literary films, I admit that you are this." He gave a thumbs up, then spun one hundred and eighty degrees, "But music, that's all you have." ”

Before Lu Thirty could say anything, Hu Lei's voice came out of the earphones again, "Director Lu, can you find me a guitar." ”

"Guitar, yes, it's guitar. Lu Thirty instantly became excited, "The last time he sang this song, he was playing the guitar, you think it's not good because you don't have a guitar." ”

The drunkard didn't bother to taunt him anymore, it was really a different field, and he was completely playing the piano to the cow.

In the recording studio, Hu Lei got his guitar as he wished, and the soothing and relaxing melody flowed from his fingers......

"Sure enough, it's because of the guitar. Lu 30 was very excited, Hu Lei's singing this time was really much better than last time in his ears, and the melody of the guitar added a lot of color to this ballad. He looked at the drunkard triumphantly, as if he wanted to prove that he had no problem with his music appreciation.

However, although the drunkard's expression was much more soothing, it was still not good-looking.

Lu Thirty chuckled in his heart, no, this is not good? He felt that the effect of Murong Hanqiu's singing was already much better than before!

The drunkard shook his head, "This kid plays with the guitar very slippery, and even from a professional point of view, he can't find anything wrong." ”

Hearing this, Lu Thirty breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can also do singing, although I have not been professionally trained, but I am very talented. ”

Lu Thirty was even happier, and a smile was already on his face.

"But ......"

Lu Thirty chuckled in his heart.

"But when he sang this song, his feelings were not right, although there was nothing wrong with anything, but there was always a deep sense of disobedience and awkwardness to me. On the contrary, it is not as natural as Murong Hanqiu's kid singing, which is more comfortable. ”