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Sunday, 6 October 1991.

Before eight o'clock, Hu Zhengyuan rushed to the Shencheng TV recording studio, where he worked.

Open the two doors of the control room and the recording room, push the main switch to turn on the power, turn on the exhaust fan, and let the dirty air in the room circulate because it was closed overnight. Hu Zhengyuan sat in the recorder's swivel chair in front of the console, took out a flat wine jug with a leather case from the backpack he was carrying, unscrewed the lid, and took a small sip.

As soon as the transparent tender green wine enters the mouth, a slight sweetness fills the cheeks. The tip of the nose also seems to linger with a faint fragrance, which makes people feel like they can't stop talking. When the wine enters the stomach, it is even more mellow and thick, and the aftertaste is endless!

After drinking a sip of wine, Hu Zhengyuan immediately tightened the lid of the jug, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful, the breath in the jug would dissipate.

Leaning on the leather recording swivel chair and shaking his body slightly, Hu Zhengyuan closed his eyes and wandered out of the world.

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For the sake of these two bottles of 76-year-old Moutai, did you promise that little guy today to let him go on stage and operate it himself? The little guy has a good foundation and responds quickly, and I can see it when I recorded the accompaniment and electric guitar yesterday, and it's a pity to let it go. Why don't you let him try it ・・・・・・ last time? I took a closer look and observed, and I couldn't make any mistakes with my presence anyway.

Hu Zhengyuan secretly pondered in his heart.

After resting for a while, in fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is inappropriate, it should be an aftertaste for a while, and the air in the room no longer has that unpleasant overnight smell.

Hu Zhengyuan stood up, closed the door of the control room, and activated the cabinet air conditioner imported from the island country. Subsequently, he turned on a series of recording equipment such as power amplifiers, mixers, recorders, and effects to warm up.

These preparations must be done beforehand before the official recording.

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After getting off the No. 21 tram TV station, Zhang Lei quickly ran to the door of the recording studio, gasped a few times and was about to knock on the door, and the whole person was excited.

Zhang Lei began to get excited the night before yesterday. Last night, he asked for leave in advance, arranged to go to the metropolis to substitute for his singer, and lay down in bed early.

Today, he was invited by Ye Zi to come and help. Although he was just helping to sing a few words of harmony, he also prepared very seriously for two days, for fear that he would mess up and lose Ye Zi's face. Moreover, before his own new song is recorded next week, he can have the opportunity to go into the studio to warm up, which is really a good thing for Zhang Lei.

Speaking of the new song, Zhang Lei had to admire Ye Zi's genius again!

What he wants to record next week is the song that Ye Zi said at the beginning that is extremely close to Zhao Chuan's style. This song "How to Say Love" is very suitable for Zhang Lei's voice, but it is extremely difficult! is a high note again, and he has to maintain the mood of singing, and at the same time take care of the singing processing in small places, such a high difficulty makes Zhang Lei really practice recently. He concentrated all his energy and exerted all his strength, and this was the only way to pass Ye Zi's review. Next week, I can finally officially enter the studio to record.

On this day, since Zhang Lei got the song score, he has been looking forward to it in his heart for a long time!

There is also a song "Sea and Sky" that I got at the same time, which is also good in terms of lyrics and songs, and Zhang Lei is also hungry in his heart. However, he also knows that whether it is his own fundraising or Ye Zi's schedule here, he needs to move this song back a little.

And the difficulty of this song is even more difficult than the song "How to Say Love". Zhang Lei has recently put all his energy on "How to Say Love", and this song "Sea and Sky" will only be learned now.

Recording in the studio? That would definitely not meet Ye Zi's requirements.

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Ye Zi and Ye Ying arrived at the recording studio at half past eight.

It was only at half past nine that the recording started, and they both thought that they had arrived quite early, but they didn't expect Zhang Lei and Zeng Chun to have already arrived. Now, it's just the two teachers from the TV station.

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"Why don't you sleep a little longer? Didn't you just tell you to be at nine o'clock? Ye Zi said hello to Hu Zhengyuan first, and when he saw Zeng Chun in a blink of an eye, he immediately said that he was concerned.

Zeng Chun's face flushed: "I can't sleep at six o'clock, so I thought it would be better to come early in ・・・・・・." ”

The excitement before entering the studio for the first time to record, Ye Zi still remembers it clearly. Zeng Chun's performance is not strange at all, it is normal. Ye Zi secretly observed, and saw that she was in excellent spirits, and she couldn't hear any tiredness in her voice, so she let go of the little worry in her heart.

"Didn't your parents come to accompany you?" Ye Zi specially asked her to let her parents come over to accompany her, after all, the little girl was only sixteen years old.

Zeng Chun pouted: "I don't want them to accompany me!" Brother Ye Zi, I like this song so much. I'll definitely sing it well! ”

"Hehe, that's good." Ye Zi nodded with satisfaction: "You open your throat first, I'll go and prepare the things, and we'll record it in a while." ”

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Hu Zhengyuan arranged for Zeng Chun to go to the studio where the big band was recorded, and there was a piano there.

Ye Zi walked up to Zhang Lei, lightly slapped his chest, and said with a smile: "Why are you so early?" Wouldn't it be too excited to sleep? ”

"Don't say it, I'm really excited these days." Zhang Lei said seriously.

Ye Zi smiled: "It's the first time for a little girl to enter the shed, and excitement is inevitable." You're an old singer, how can you be like this? ”

"It's not like you're messing with that new song!"

"You mean ・・・・・・ going into the studio next week to record?"

"That's right, I've been carrying my heart for the past two days!" Zhang Lei touched his head and said distressedly: "I want to record it right away, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to sing well after entering the studio, alas, ・・・・・・."

"Then drink a little wine every night and get a good night's sleep." Hu Zhengyuan's voice came from the side: "Thinking too much is not good for you singers to enter the studio to record." Prepare everything you need to prepare in advance, and you can play as much as you can when you enter the shed. Young man, this is my experience, don't think so much before you go into the studio to record. ”

Hu Zhengyuan is an older generation of recording engineers, who is in his fifties this year, and his experience can be described as extremely rich. In one sentence, for Zhang Lei, who is about to record his first single, such a suggestion is really a timely rain.

Zhang Lei bent down and bowed: "Thank you, teacher." ”

"Zhang Lei, this is Hu Zhengyuan, a teacher from the TV station. Teacher Hu, this is ・・・・・・" Ye Zi introduced Hu Zhengyuan, Zhang Lei, and Ye Ying to each other.

"Teacher Hu, thank you!" Zhang Lei thanked again.

Ye Ying also stood up and said hello.

Hu Zhengyuan nodded and smiled, waved his hand casually, and turned to Ye Zi.

"Xiao Ye, I'm going to give you a chance today." Hu Zhengyuan looked at Ye Zi with a smile: "Didn't you tell me yesterday that you wanted to go on stage and operate it yourself?" Well, you can do it today. ”

"Really?" Ye Zi was pleasantly surprised.

"Of course." Hu Zhengyuan touched his chubby chin and squeezed his eyes: "My old Hu has always counted when he talks, just for those two bottles of wine, I can't let you pigeon." ”

"Great! Thank you, Mr. Hu! Ye Zi was excited, raised his right hand and spun around in place, and whistled lightly.

This kind of beating performance is not quite similar to Ye Zi's usual appearance, but thinking about his age, in fact, this should be the most normal.

Usually, classmates and teachers are accustomed to Ye Zi's maturity and stability, and often ignore his actual age. The impulsiveness, arrogance, and passion of young people did not seem to exist in him. What I saw in my eyes was a young face, but it felt like I was facing a middle-aged man who was calm and vicissitudes. Where have all the youthful and boiling blood that should belong to young people?

Perhaps, this is the price of being born again!

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"Zeng Chun, you have to pay attention to the pitch."

Ye Zi took the talking microphone and frowned secretly, not very satisfied.

Zeng Chun is the first time to enter the studio to record, and he has no experience at all, and he is completely a rookie among rookies.

As soon as she opened her mouth, her pure and sweet voice made the eyes of everyone present shine. Her voice and accompaniment are so fitting that they fit perfectly. But after hearing it, Zeng Chun's lack of experience was exposed.

In a word, that is, there will be no recording.

Recording, this is a very particular thing. There is a huge difference between experienced and inexperienced.

When recording, the first priority is to sing a song steadily and without too many mistakes. On this basis, we will consider the style of singing, the handling of details, the rendering of emotions, and other things.

One of the most common mistakes for novices to make is to overexert themselves or not dare to exert themselves. The former is in a hurry to express himself, and the latter is afraid to express himself.

Zeng Chun is like this.

Because of Zeng Chun's rookie status, and because of the little girl's sixteen-year-old immature heart, Ye Zi paid great attention to the tone and words of his speech, and there was no heavy words at all, more praise and encouragement.

"You sang well this time, but there was a small problem. This time, you were too hard and anxious when singing, so the whole vocal area was a little parallel and high. ”

"But it doesn't matter."

"Now you listen to me. You start by taking a few deep breaths to calm your breath completely. Don't carry your shoulders either, let it down and let your whole body relax completely. Don't get too emotional when singing, so your voice doesn't run up. ”

Looking through the observation window, the little girl was taking a deep breath seriously according to Ye Zi's instructions.

"Okay, that's it." Ye Zi encouraged her in a gentle voice on the microphone: "Now I'll dim the lights in the recording studio a little bit." You can close your eyes, don't think about how to sing, just follow the feeling that the accompaniment gives you. ”

"Let's do it again, shall we?"

After speaking, Ye Zi immediately lit up the belt button, and in the air-conditioned room with constant temperature, his vest was already sweating slightly.

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"Excellent! There was no major problem with the pitch this time. ”

"You also have to be careful not to sing with too much movement. Don't move your head around, because the recorded sound will be loud for a while and soft for a while, which is not good. When singing, you aim at the center of the microphone and sing. ”

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"yes, that's it. However, the position of the station does not need to be too rigid, and you can move it a little. ”

"When you sing the first stanza, you move a little closer to the microphone, okay, this distance. When you get to the chorus, you go back to where you came. Yes, exactly. ”

"Okay, let's do it again."

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"Good, this one is good. There are no problems with the pitch and rhythm. ”

"Zeng Chun, let's try other singing methods, okay? This time, you just approach the microphone, be quiet, and sing as you usually talk to your classmates, without thinking about the position of the singing, the vocalization, the resonance, and so on. ”

"Let's give it a try, shall we?"

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"Yes, that's what it means. Zeng Chun: You've found your senses. Let's try again, shall we? This time, you completely relax your voice and try it. ”

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"Yay! Zeng Chun, you sang awesomely! ”

"Now there's one last little problem. In this way, you take a break first and come out to listen. ”

In the control room, Ye Zi let out a long sigh of relief and put his wet back heavily on the soft leather recording swivel chair. In my heart, I finally relaxed.

There is one last point, Zeng Chun's recording can be perfectly ended.

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