In the recording studio, the young man looked around at his surroundings, pouted with some disdain and said, "Isn't this place a little too broken?" It's very small, not half the size of the company......"

His agent comforted Ms. Qin and comforted: "Taotao, let's be wronged, let's leave after recording~"

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The conversation between the two people is extremely harsh when it falls on Wang Cheng's ears, you must know that although his recording studio is a little smaller, the equipment in it is the best equipment in the industry!

A complete set of purchases, it is impossible without millions of foundations!

It took him more than ten years to buy these expensive equipment, but now he is said to be a broken place?!

This was simply an insult to him, and he urged lukewarmly: "Still recording it?" ”

"Okay~ Don't rush, I still have to hang my voice, what's the hurry?" The young man said dissatisfiedly, and raised his throat as if there was no one else.

As if to show off, the pitch went from low to high, and it was raised several degrees at once.

Chen Sen wanted to tell him that this was not good for his throat, but seeing that the young man looked intoxicated, he couldn't help it.

To be honest, this young man's professional level is still a little, at least the most basic skills are quite proficient, and the basic skills are also very solid, which also makes him and Wang Cheng look forward to it a little.

After waiting for a while, the young man finished the preparation activities, and took a kettle from his agent and took a sip, which should contain flower tea.

After drinking the water to moisten his throat, he said, "I'm almost ready to go." ”

Wang Cheng was fiddling with the equipment, and said without raising his eyes: "The door you have in hand is to enter the recording studio." ”

His attitude made the young man unhappy again, snorted lightly, entered the recording studio in a huff, and slammed the door slammed shut.

This temper is not small at all.

Although Wang Cheng was dissatisfied, he didn't say much, and after introducing the accompaniment brought by the two, he looked at the song score.

Then his sword eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and Chen Sen also leaned in curiously to take a look.

it! it! Groove ......

Is this dried shrimp?

I saw that the traces of scribbling and altering on the song score were extremely heavy, and obviously the owner also spent a lot of thought on this song, but can't you bring a concise version when you come to record the song?!

At this time, I heard Ms. Qin say proudly: "This is a song written by our family Taotao himself, the original manuscript~ He is a creative type!" ”

Chen Sen squeezed out a smile on his face when he heard this, very reluctantly. He also knows how to write songs himself, but who can tell him that this unconventional manuscript can really be used as a reference?

"Can you read it?" Chen Sen looked at Wang Cheng and asked cautiously.

Wang Cheng looked embarrassed, nodded with difficulty and slowly, "Uh...... Should...... Can you? He has no confidence, after all, the stave and lyrics on this original song score are crowded together, and ordinary people really can't understand it......

Chen Sen reciprocated with an admiring look and whispered: "You are very professional, I am optimistic about you~"

The latter shook his head with a wry smile, but out of professionalism, he still looked at the score with twelve points of spirit, and his eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

What the hell is this meowing about?

The messy rhythm is inserted into the score at will, and the pretentious lyrics feel unsmooth just by looking at it!

A qualified pop song, at least a simple and bright rhythm and smooth lyrics, this song does not have any of them!

"Nonsense!" The more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and he spat out the words.

I listened to the imported accompaniment again, and I almost understood it immediately.

This kid is just a self-entertaining person! What kind of bullshit song is this?

In addition, I have been watching Chen Sen's score before, a kind and pleasing to the eye, every time I watch it, it is surprising, just going through the rhythm in my mind, I have a feeling of trembling.

And this, the song is out of tune, the words don't reach the meaning, and to say that it's a saliva song is to lift it up! It's just staining his eyes!

The gap between the two is simply the distance between Earth and Mars, the kind measured in light years!

He smiled bitterly and said to Chen Sen: "It's really a crime to be spoiled by your songs, and you have raised your taste~"

Chen Sen snickered: "Blame me~"

Wang Cheng is embarrassed, he can't blame Chen Sen for writing too many songs, right? I can only blame the dirty-eyed score in front of me for being too spicy!

Looking at the old god in the recording studio, a confident young man said secretly: Ambition is great and talented, and he is not self-sufficient.

With this score, what good song can be sung? can definitely become famous, if this song can be popular, he will go to the **** immediately!

No matter how reluctant and unhappy you are in your heart, now that people have gone in, you can't call people out again, right?

So he sighed and put on the headphones, and handed another headset to Chen Sen, who shook his head decisively.

He didn't want to be offended, he had only cursoried the score before, and he almost knew what level the song was singing.

Even if it's a natural sound, if you can't meet a good song, then everything is in vain!

"Want to trick me? I'm not fooled. Chen Sen said with a straight smile.

Wang Cheng's old face turned red, and he scolded with a smile: "You have an iron heart to look at my jokes, right?" Yes! When you record a song, you'll be good-looking! ”

"Heheda~ With my brother's strength, I'm still afraid of you?" Chen Sen boasted to himself.

"As you said, if you have a flaw in one place, just wait for it to be re-sung N times!" Wang Cheng pretended to be fierce and said.

Chen Sen nodded, and a wicked smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Just let the horse come!" I've always pursued perfection~"

Now Wang Cheng had no choice, so he could only put on headphones generously.

"music~3-2-1......," he said as he followed the program into the headphones.

The accompaniment played for a while, and the young man quickly began to sing as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Stop!" Wang Cheng frowned and shouted to stop.

"Watch the rhythm! Focus! He reminded sternly.

Although the young man was a little embarrassed, he still nodded and said, "Okay~ Okay~ I know, I don't need you to remind me." ”

Then again, this time he caught up with the rhythm as the accompaniment sounded.

But......

"Are you singing? Rhythm! Rhythm! ”

“stop！ Out of voice?! What kind of blunder is this?! Professional singers show your strength! ”

"What I need is a full rhythm! Please control your wheezing sound louder than thunder! Where's your skill?! ”

"Stop! Please be careful to control your pitch......"

Wang Cheng's roar echoed in the small recording studio, and the "professional singer" was suddenly panicked by this roar, and suddenly made mistakes and omissions, and that performance really made Chen Sen, an outsider, catch chickens for him!

(Ask for recommendation ~ to be continued.) ）