However, Gao Fatzi didn't mention this matter in front of Hong Tao's aunt, but chatted with Hong Tao privately afterwards. Hong Tao thinks this is a good thing, the aunt has built a house and decorated it in general, and when it comes to installing various professional equipment, he doesn't have that kind of talent under his hands at all. And on the side of the tall fat man, a bunch of apprentices under his hands, guarding the auditorium of the district education entrance all day long, the real yàn room or something, there is no oil and water at all, so he can only take a dead salary, wasting talents in vain.

On the one hand, there is work in hand but there is no talent, on the other hand, there is talent but no work, both sides are born to cooperate happily, plus there is such a broker as Hong Tao in the middle, both sides don't need to shoot, and they will be together immediately. According to Hong Tao's idea, the eldest aunt directly contracted the installation of the equipment to Gao Fatzi, and did not give him a penny, but handed over the equipment procurement right to him as compensation. Gao Fatzi's side is simply a business without capital, take the public salary, and then go out to do private work, although there is no salary, but this large pile of equipment is purchased back, and the profits are also a lot, and he can share the apprentices, and he can also make a small fortune.

With this happy cooperation, the friendship between the two sides has been brought one step closer, so when the aunt-in-law was ready to pull the team to do it himself, the first batch of people ventilated with Gao Fatzi, and they were ready to receive such a project in the future, or the two cooperated. Gao Fat Man naturally won't refuse, such a good thing can't catch up, and even the relationship with Hong Tao is a little closer, do you want to borrow equipment from the Children's Palace so easily?

Hong Tao parked the car at the back of the auditorium, called two tall and fat apprentices, and handed over a box of cigarettes, so that the heavy active speaker didn't have to be moved by himself. He took the synthesizer and Wang Yonghong to the equipment room on the second floor of the auditorium and began to prepare for the recording.

"What kind of machine is this, there are so many little things on it, I feel dizzy when I see it, you can remember what they are?" and Wang Yonghong looked at the dense knobs and faders on the sixteen-way mixer. I have an extra layer of understanding about Hong Tao. However, this layer was of little use to her, and she observed and spied on Hong Tao for several months, pulling off Hong Tao's countless layers of skin. But the boy seemed to have countless layers of skin on his body, plucking layer after layer. It's never finished.

The recording and tuning process is almost the same, but there are slight differences, the tuning is playback, and the recording is radio, so the recording can be done directly in the equipment room or mixing room directly in the equipment room or the mixing room. But there's also the issue of the acoustic environment, in general. It is the strength of the absorption of sound waves by the material of the four walls of the room, as well as the shape of the room, etc., which will affect the effect of the microphone pickup, and the impact is also very large.

If you want to record high-quality sound, you still have to go to a professional recording studio, but Hong Tao doesn't have this condition now, he can only go to the stage of the auditorium to sing, and then adjust the parameters of reverberation and delay, and ask Master Wang to help him record, after all, the acoustic environment on the stage of the auditorium is much better. It's just that the reverb effect is too long, and you need to press down with the effect so that the voice is clean.

Recording looks simple. In fact, it is a delicate job, even if it is not required to reach the level of a professional recording studio, it also needs to be sung repeatedly and adjusted repeatedly, and if you can sing a song in one breath, you don't need to adjust it halfway, it has to be at the level of the king and queen of the world music scene, even if they enter the studio, they have to come sentence by sentence, and even have to go through post-processing.

It took more than an hour for Hong Tao to exert his strength. The voice was about to be sung, and it was barely enough to finish recording three songs. Master Wang didn't have the time to play with him anymore. People still have to pick up their children from work to cook, but they just leave a little apprentice on duty waiting for the power to be cut off and the door locked. In this way, there are only two people left in the mixing room, Hong Tao and Wang Yonghong.

At this time, Wang Yonghong was not annoyed at all, she was wearing monitoring headphones, sitting in front of the mixer, carefully pushing the faders of the main channel, and having a good time. Hong Tao was behind her, looking at her long and white neck, and the graceful curves under the tight sweater, suddenly her body felt a little, and she couldn't help but want to go up and touch and scratch it. But he is still sensible, even if he has feelings, he can't let the little head command the big head, otherwise the big head will definitely be uncomfortable in the end. But he didn't want to completely restrain himself, so he came up with a solution, that is, male and female duets, which could not only distract himself, but also take the opportunity to tease Wang Yonghong, the best of both worlds.

"Do you want to sing with me? I have a boy and a girl singing in duet, let's sing it here, I won't go on, I'll teach you, and then I'll record it too." "Hong Tao began to dig a pit.

"I'm not very good at singing...... Wang Yonghong obviously agreed in her heart, but she still had to be modest, especially fake, but she didn't realize it.

"You have a good voice, you were born to sing material, and besides, you are a family heirloom, you must sing better than me, come, I'll tune, you sing, try...... Sit, there is no one else here, only this one microphone, we have to use it together......" Hong Tao didn't care whether the girl was happy or not, he directly dragged Wang Yonghong up from the mixer, and then sat down by himself, and patted his leg to let Wang Yonghong sit, and the reason for saying it was also very sufficient, there was really only a microphone on the mixer in the room.

"......" Wang Yonghong hesitated for a moment, but finally bit his lip, blushed, and carefully sat on Hong Tao's lap.

"Hey, if you sit like this, I can only sing to the back of your head, turn sideways, belch...... It's okay, I'll hold you up, I can't fall. Hong Tao was not satisfied, Wang Yonghong was relatively tall, and after sitting on his lap, he did block his angle, so he said while holding the girl and turning ninety degrees, it became Wang Yonghong sitting sideways on his lap, and he put his right hand around the girl's waist.

"......" Wang Yonghong's face was only about ten centimeters away from Hong Tao at this time, and the two of them tilted their heads slightly to touch the tip of their noses, and they could feel their breathing, this posture was too ** for her, she was a little uncomfortable, but she didn't have the idea of standing up and leaving, so she could only try to let herself look in the direction of the mixer and give Hong Tao a side face.

"Look, this is the lyrics, I'll sing it first, you listen to it in the headphones, you can sing along with me, regardless of the male or female voices, familiarize yourself with the lyrics. Don't keep looking over there, turn around, face the microphone!" Hong Tao felt the feeling of the girl's soft body on his thighs, it was very good, don't look at Wang Yonghong's big skeleton, she has a lot of meat, and it feels really good to hold her hands, it's a pity for her temper, otherwise Hong Tao really plans to snatch her over and focus on cultivation and training, to see if she can be a partner in this life.

“…………

Emotional moments are the most beautiful

Really don't get tired

Too much love is afraid of getting drunk

No one loves anyone, and no matter how beautiful people are, they will be haggard

I'll send you red roses (you know I love tears)

Don't take a lifetime of tears as a relative

In the days to come, you will have a sweet dream

I learn to be intoxicated in your love (I don't retreat)

You watched me through the night

I am willing to stay with each other on this love path

You are the most precious

…………”

Soon, a Xueyou and Gao Huijun's "You Are the Most Precious" was sung from Hong Tao's mouth, although there was no female accompaniment, Hong Tao still sang very devotedly, this is a song he often sang when he and his wife were on their honeymoon.

Singing and singing, he also sang the feeling, as if he was holding his wife in his arms, his body shook with the music, his eyes were closed, he didn't have to read the lyrics at all, he had sung this song many times in his previous life.

“………… I will give you red roses, don't ............ your tears for the rest of your life" Then, Wang Yonghong was also infected by this atmosphere, her musical talent is really good, even the main song with the chorus was only listened to a little more than once, and she could close the rhythm of the music and sing along with Hong Tao.

“…… I don't scare you, an artist with a relatively high level of cultivation like me is often easy to enter the play, and he enters the song when he sings. I don't know how many times I sang it, Wang Yonghong's voice suddenly trembled, and it also woke Hong Tao up from that trance.

At this time, he realized that he seemed to be in tears, and his left hand was stroking back and forth on the girl's thigh, and he didn't know whether Wang Yonghong was frightened by his tears or his salty pig hand. However, Hong Tao reacted quickly, or there was no reaction at all, he didn't change his face and his heart didn't beat, and he blurted out a reason that sounded so profound, and by the way, by adjusting the action of the keyboard, he removed his groping pig hand.

“…… Hee-hee-hee-hee...... You just blow it, you're all out of tune just now, and you're still an artist! Actually...... I ......" Wang Yonghong amused Hong Tao's bullshit explanation, and then unceremoniously exposed his lies, but his voice became quieter as he spoke, and he began to bite his lip again, as if he was holding back a breath.

"It's done, let's officially start, if you have anything to say later, let's finish recording this song first. Hong Tao didn't wait for Wang Yonghong to hold back that sentence, he interrupted the girl, pretended not to see anything, continued to operate the synthesizer to release the accompaniment, pushed Wang Yonghong in his arms with his right hand, and sang the beginning by himself.

By the time the pair finished recording, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and the two of them stayed in the auditorium for almost two hours after Master Wang got off work. Hong Tao's tofu is really not easy to eat, although he has been holding a fragrant, soft and delicate body, but this weight is enough to bear, no matter how light Wang Yonghong is, there are one hundred hanging zeros, if you don't do it, you have to be more than one hundred, yo-yo pressed on Hong Tao's legs for two hours, and finally when the two separated, Hong Tao couldn't stand up, and his legs were numb. (To be continued)

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