Throughout the afternoon, Ming Qingxue sang non-stop in the recording studio, and the machine was constantly recording her every singing.

"Before being sensible, after being emotional, it won't last a day,"

"That year, let a lifetime, change!"

The final ending rises in pitch and announces the end of the song.

"Perfect! This is the most mature one!" Wei Tingyu finally applauded vigorously.

Ming Qingxue smiled happily, she had actually sung it I don't know how many times, every time she kept repeating, every time she would be pointed out by Wei Tingyu for her shortcomings, this was undoubtedly a very uncomfortable experience.

Ming Qinghou, who was watching from the sidelines, felt worried about her sister, but Ming Qingxue never shouted tiredness or bitterness, she continued to improve herself according to Wei Tingyu's requirements, repeating, changing, until she was perfect.

"Brother Lu, the effect of this recording has met the basic requirements, right?" Wei Tingyu turned to the tuner who had been in front of the workbench and said.

"Student Wei, don't worry, so many wonderful singing, even if you hand it over to a novice tuner, you can put together a perfect soundtrack!" Lu Peng patted his chest and promised: "The final version is definitely the most perfect singing voice, and there will not be even a single flaw!"

The recording is not about choosing the best one to make the final version, but about taking the tracks from a large number of songs, picking the perfect one for each section, and then putting it together.

Since then, there have been post-production processing tuning, and even if you sing a ghost crying and howling, you can become graceful in the hands of a powerful tuner.

"Uncle Lin, it's not too early, let's go home first!Come back early tomorrow morning!" Wei Tingyu said goodbye to Lin Baisheng and everyone in the studio.

"Okay, don't worry, I will work overtime with a few of them here at night to do a good job of arranging and post-production!" Lin Baisheng nodded.

Ten days to record ten songs on one album, the time is very tight, but as long as the recording can be completed, post-production does not need Ming Qingxue to participate.

"I really admire you!" Outside the Qingqiu studio, Ming Qinghou pulled his sister Ming Qingxue and said to Wei Tingyu: "When you first said that you wanted to record a record, I thought you were joking, but I didn't expect it to gradually become a reality!"

"This is just the beginning!" Wei Tingyu showed a confident smile: "All the promises I made to you will be fulfilled one by one!"

"See you tomorrow then!" Ming Qinghou waved his hand, and the two sisters got into the taxi.

Seeing that there was still time to see the time, Wei Tingyu hurriedly rushed to the nearby audio-visual copyright registration agency.

Under the surprised gaze of the clerk, Wei Tingyu registered the copyright of more than 30 songs in one go, and paid about 6,000 yuan for copyright registration.

After completing all this, Wei Tingyu chose to go home.

"Brother Xiaobao, where have you been in the afternoon?" Lin Xiaolu had already returned home, and when he saw Wei Tingyu, he hurriedly asked, with a curious look in his eyes.

You must know that at noon, Wei Tingyu and Xiaohua Ming Qingxue walked out of the classroom one after another, but they never came back.

"I was absent from class, and the head teacher didn't say anything?" Wei Tingyu changed the subject.

"I've taken a leave of absence for you!"

"I'm helping Ming Qingxue record it!" Wei Tingyu didn't need to hide it from Lin Xiaolu.

"Is it the lyrics of those scores you wrote in class this morning?" Lin Xiaolu's big eyes blinked.

"Well, yes!"

It's so romantic, isn't it?

At this moment, Lin Xiaolu was also full of admiration for Wei Tingyu. In middle school, most people have had heart-warming moments, but few can confess;

I sincerely wish that Brother Xiaobao and Ming Qingxue can achieve positive results! Lin Xiaolu, who has now become a family with Wei Tingyu, naturally stands on the same front with Wei Tingyu.

"Mom, I want to be admitted to Yenching Film Academy and become a big director!" Wei Tingyu was startled when she saw Li Xianglan's first sentence.

After Wei Tingyu reasoned with the facts, Li Xianglan was finally convinced.

This is her son's ideal, and the changes that have taken place in her son during this time are so huge, Li Xianglan naturally sees the transformation from a teenager to an adult.

She will support him to go on a journey, and she will always love him and care for him.

So the next morning, Wei Tingyu and Li Xianglan appeared together in the office of the head teacher Wang Anmin.

"What are you kidding from the director department of Kao Yandian?" Wang Anmin suddenly slapped the lesson plan in his hand on the desk: "You are joking with your future, Wei Tingyu!"

"Your grades have improved so obviously, as long as you work hard for another year, Yenching University or Huaxia University will not be a problem, and you will inevitably become a pillar of society in the future! You are now in your third year of high school, and there is only half a year before the art examination, you are completely zero-based, how can you take the entrance examination to Yenching Film Academy? Or is it the most difficult directing department?"

"This is my ideal, I want to give it a try!" Wei Tingyu insisted: "Teacher Wang, don't worry. I assure you: every time I take an exam in the future, as long as I don't get into the top 10 in the whole school, I will give up the idea of taking the Yandian exam!"

"Is this what you said?" Wang Anmin stood up suddenly.

"You can write a note!"

"Okay, then make a note!" Wang Anmin watched Wei Tingyu write a letter of guarantee in neat handwriting, and then signed his name.

Hey, this is the commotion of youth!

In Wang Anmin's view, Wei Tingyu was obviously stimulated by Ming Qingxue's transfer to Huhai, so he had the idea of taking the directing department of Yanjing Film Academy.

Isn't this nonsense?

But Wang Anmin saw the resoluteness in Wei Tingyu's eyes, obviously at all costs, and he couldn't stop this matter clearly.

Then let's make a note, I don't believe that you can prepare for the art exam while staying in the top ten in the school!

You must know that Los Angeles No. 1 High School is a famous senior high school in the entire Pingyuan Province, and the tenth score line of the whole school every year is basically the same as the admission score line of Huaxia and Yanjing schools!

After signing this agreement, Wei Tingyu was basically free.

You must know that there is only half a year left before the art examination, and many art candidates basically do not appear in school, but study seriously in various training schools, or find tutors to guide them until the end of the art examination.

After sending his mother home, Wei Tingyu went straight to Qingqiu's studio, where the Ming sisters were already waiting for him.

"This is a simple arrangement I made after listening to your performance and singing yesterday!" Lin Baisheng turned on the tape recorder.

The main arrangement is guitar accompaniment, with a small amount of drum beats and piano sounds, and the overall feeling is not bad.

Wei Tingyu took out "Later" to familiarize Ming Qingxue with the Qingqiu Band, and discussed the arrangement with Lin Bosheng.

Subsequently, the recording work began again.

Wei Tingyu also performed it in his own way, guiding Ming Qingxue in the direction.

Ming Qingxue's progress is very fast, she is almost growing at a speed ten times or even faster than a normal person, as long as she points out the flaws once, she will almost never hear the second time.