When a man is praised by his wife, he must not take it seriously, even if Guo Yujing's level is very high. However, taking a step back, Wang Kefan was still happy that his debut work could be recognized by the first audience. And from his own point of view, this song is at least not bad, the melody is dynamic enough, the lyrics are joyful enough, and if it can be paired with a more intuitive MV, the effect will definitely go to the next level.

In the afternoon, Wang Kefan, a wife fan, rarely stayed at home with his wife, he drove to the best private recording studio in Tangcheng alone, the owner of the recording room Mo Tao is Wang Kefan's fan, although he has never seen Wang Kefan, but he has long known that he looks different from what he looks like on TV.

After finding Mo Tao at the door of the building, Wang Kefan didn't talk nonsense, first took his ID card to show his face, and then explained his intention.

As soon as Mo Tao heard Wang Kefan say that he wanted to record a new song, his eyes suddenly became bright.

"A new song you wrote?"

"Hmm." Wang Kefan nodded and said, "I just wrote it this morning, and I plan to record a sample first and send it to Gao Xiaosong and Li Zongsheng to listen to it, if they all say it's okay, I will directly find a music company to release the single first." ”

Mo Tao said strangely: "Don't you need to do publicity? ”

"I don't need to." Wang Kefan said, "As long as it is posted on the Internet, the website itself will promote me, and they will also strive for click-through rates." ”

"I didn't expect you to be really budget-conscious!" Mo Tao said with a smile, "Then come with me, Brother Fan, the recording studio is upstairs." ”

The recording studio is in Mo Tao's personal studio, and the reason why it is called the best private recording studio in Tangcheng is that it is well decorated, and secondly, it is complete enough, even comparable to the recording studio of the School of Music of Tangcheng University.

Pushing open an inconspicuous small door, the best private recording studio in Tangcheng City was displayed in front of Wang Kefan's eyes.

The room is only about a dozen square meters in size, which is very different from the general wall, and the red and yellow sound-absorbing panels give people a professional feeling at first glance.

Mo Tao turned on all the lights, and the orange soft light made people feel very comfortable visually.

A delicate condenser microphone hung from the ceiling, Wang Kefan stepped forward to adjust the position, and then walked into the sound control room through the glass wall to take a look. Professional equipment such as microphone amplifiers, vocal effects, and monitors are available, but strangely enough, there are no instruments.

Wang Kefan couldn't help but wonder: "Mo Tao, you don't have any musical instruments here!" ”

"Brother Fan, don't you use computer synthesis in the later stage?"

Wang Kefan shook his head and said, "You can hear it as soon as it is synthesized, it is too insincere for the audience." ”

"Okay, I'll bring you the things, you sit first."

Mo Tao ran out very quickly, and after a while, several young men walked in with things.

As soon as they saw Wang Kefan, they asked Mo Tao who this buddy was, Mo Tao said that he was a friend, and several people didn't care. Mo Tao himself is a celebrity in the music circle of Tangcheng City, and his status is probably similar to that of Dongliang in Yuzhou City. It's just that the only thing that's a little strange is that Mo Tao, who is usually extremely precious to this recording studio, actually let a "friend" come in today, and it seems that this "friend" is a true friend of Mo Tao.

After putting down the drums, the young man holding several small drums took out two bottles of ice water from his backpack and handed them to Mo Tao and Wang Kefan respectively: "Here, don't get too involved for a while, sing and smoke." ”

Wang Kefan took the water and said thank you with a smile.

After the others left, Mo Tao entered the sound control room.

can help the recording of a singer of Wang Kefan's level, Mo Tao is really a little excited and trembling. Wang Kefan hadn't even drunk a sip of water, and he had already poured most of the bottles there.

The instruments have been arranged, and after Wang Kefan finished tuning the tones, he nodded to Mo Tao, who was sitting in the control room, and signaled that he could start.

Without accompaniment, Wang Kefan sang the song first.

After Mo Tao listened, he frowned slightly. He couldn't help but pick up the microphone and said to Wang Kefan: "Brother Fan, I think this song is a bit weak." The lyrics are fun, but the melody is too fast, and it's so difficult to sing that most people don't sing it at all. ”

Mo Tao's reaction was actually expected by Wang Kefan.

Wang Kefan smiled slightly and said, "It's not good yet, I'll talk about the finished product in a while." ”

The style of this "baby" is actually very similar to many internationally popular songs in recent years. For example, Ladygaga's "Badromance" and Uncle Bird's "Gangnam Style", although the songs are very flavorful, if you remove the computer mixing in the later stage, it will definitely be a death of light. And compared to "Jiangnan Style", Wang Kefan's "Baby" can at least be sung.

Mo Tao heard Wang Kefan say this, so he nodded. After all, Wang Kefan is a professor-level existence, although Mo Tao doesn't understand what he teaches at all, but this does not prevent him from believing and worshiping Wang Kefan for no reason.

And Wang Kefan's subsequent performance did not disappoint Mo Tao.

Electronic organ, bass, electric guitar and drum kit, everything Wang Kefan can play with great charm. Mo Tao, who was sitting in the sound control room, was dumbfounded, this is not the Spring Festival Gala program I saw on TV at the beginning of this year, it is really Wang Kefan who is performing!

Melody, polyphony, drum beat, every time Wang Kefan adds something to the song, the song produces a little subtle change.

It took a full two hours, and when the background music of the song was completely done, Mo Tao was almost petrified.

He asked himself that he had seen countless people engaged in music, but Wang Kefan was the first one who could be proficient in the production of modern pop music to this extent.

Seeing that Mo Tao was still stunned, Wang Kefan reminded: "Dude, turn on the background music, let's record it again." ”

The voice from the earphones finally made Mo Tao come back to his senses, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, good." ”

This time, when Wang Kefan sang again, Mo Tao was completely convinced.

The cheerful rhythm, as well as the funny and emotional melody, made Mo Tao can't help but sway along with the song. The song is obviously perfect for adding choreography, but even without dancing, it doesn't detract from its value.

After singing the song, Mo Tao whistled through the glass wall.

Wang Kefan took off his headphones with a smile, raised his wrist to look at the time, and before he knew it, it took almost 2 and a half hours.

Mo Tao originally planned to burn a CD out, but Wang Kefan saw that it was not early, so he refused.

Wang Kefan was directly here, and sent the sample of the song to the mailbox of several famous musicians he knew, and Mo Tao's eyes were straight again.

Those names that are thunderous in the music circle are like next-door neighbors to Wang Kefan.

Mo Tao reluctantly sent Wang Kefan to the parking lot all the way, and before parting, Wang Kefan took out a copy of "Wang Kefan Collection" released by Qishan Music Company from the car and handed it to Mo Tao.

Mo Tao smiled and said, "Brother Fan, I bought it a long time ago." ”

Wang Kefan said lightly: "I signed it on it." ”

Mo Tao immediately took the thing as if he was robbing a baby, and he gently stroked the shell of the record with his hand, looking gentle as if he was touching his lover.

Wang Kefan trembled when he saw it, and hurriedly waved goodbye to Mo Tao.

After the car drove out far away, Mo Tao's can't help but scream in the parking lot.

"Hah! Wang Kefan! nk！ NK! I recorded an afternoon of singing with NK! ohyeah！ yes！ yes！ ”

"Who, what are you doing standing on the roof of my car?!" A middle-aged man looked at Mo Tao angrily, with a fierce light like a hungry wolf in his eyes.

Mo Tao reacted and hurriedly apologized: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm excited......"

The middle-aged man saw Mo Tao go down, and while checking the roof of his car, he said disdainfully: "NK? Brainless ...... Sick ......."

Mo Tao happily accepted the scolding, and replied happily: "That's right, I'm a brainless fan!" ”

(To be continued)