Chapter 199: Ghost Belief [1]
Luo Xiaoqian took the headphones and put them on her head, Yanan pushed the mixer in front of her and started playing the tune.
Although Luo Xiaoqian is already very familiar with this song, she still has goosebumps when she hears the soundtrack after completing the arrangement.
The flute is lit up, followed by the piano and oriental instruments, and the chorus is accompanied by strings...... The whole song is layered, just listening to the song, you can fully feel the increasingly strong emotions in this song, especially Luo Xiaoqian is still holding the lyrics in her hand, Lin Xi's words are delicate and lingering, and they do not lose the atmosphere.
"That night, when I saw you for the first time under the moon, the phoenix between your eyebrows was like a flame, which amazed my eyes.
How many times, looking at each other, the tenderness in your eyes is full of turns.
Tossing and turning, ten finger buckles, and sharp blades are also soft around the fingers.
……
For her, the horizontal knife is immediate.
For him, the sword points to the world.
Double, Tsushima, side by side, the end of the world! ”
(Special note: The lyrics are inspired by the most handsome Bei Ye of the puppet family, "Spoiling Ace Wife: Unscrupulous Prince Calm Concubine", very haode Wenwen, worth seeing, you can go to see if you have time, this lyrics are original after the son got the authorization of Beiye, the writing is poor, everyone laughs.) )
Listening to the song and humming the lyrics softly, when the song was over, Luo Xiaoqian still couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
It took a while for her to lower the sheet of music in her hand.
"That's it!"
There were other options, but there was no need to listen to them anymore, and she was sure that this version was the best.
"I like your courage!" Yanan laughed, "So, here we go?" ”
"Good!"
Luo Xiaoqian took off the headphones, drank a little boiling water as Leng Zimo had instructed before, made some preparations for opening her throat, walked into the recording room inside, and officially started recording.
The recording did not go well, either Yanan was not satisfied, or Luo Xiaoqian was not satisfied, and it took a day to produce two samples.
Then the two went home separately to rest, Luo Xiaoqian sent the recorded haode sample to Leng Zimo's mailbox, and as a result, he called back in only two minutes and pointed out four or five problems.
Although this guy's poisonous tongue is still there, Luo Xiaoqian also feels very reasonable after listening carefully.
She immediately called Yanan to discuss re-recording, and after a short communication between the two on the phone, Yanan appreciated her seriousness very much, and also cooperated to vacate and make an appointment to come back the next afternoon.
It wasn't until more than three o'clock in the morning the next day that the entire recording was completed.
After having supper with Yanan and a few other staff, Luo Xiaoqian returned to Shijie City, and immediately sent the finished product of the roasted shellfish back to Leng Zimo again.
The hour hand was already past five o'clock, a six-hour time difference, and it was already late at night in France.
Guessing that he had already slept, she took a shower as soon as she sent the email, and continued to work at high intensity, and now she is almost tired like a pig, and falls asleep on the pillow.
When Luo Xiaoqian woke up the next day, it was already afternoon, and she casually took her mobile phone to check the time, only to find that there was an unread text message.
"Good!"
Leng Zimo replied with just these two simple words, but Luo Xiaoqian didn't know that this was the highest of all his evaluations.
The time showed that the message was sent back at about 8 a.m. and 2 a.m. French time, more than an hour after the time she sent the email.
For more than an hour, could it be that he has been listening to it repeatedly?
No way, this guy must be busy with something else.
Or, maybe make out with another woman.
Thinking of this possibility, Luo Xiaoqian wrinkled and got up and threw her phone aside.
"Perfunctory, a harsh person like you actually said 'very good', the ghost believes it!" ……