Chapter 0044: Zhang Guorong's Departure Ceremony
"Please let me comfort you, no matter whether the ending is happy or sad, you will always be so beautiful in my heart.
Since I love it, I don't regret it, no matter how much pain I am willing to bear, my love is like a tide, love is like a tide to push me to you, follow closely, love is like a tide she surrounds you and me.
I don't want to see you drunk in the middle of the night, I don't want other men to see your charm, you know it breaks my heart. Promise me that you will never wander in the middle of the night, and that you will not try to indulge, you know it will break my heart. ”
Ye Yang sang this song with affection. Every love song will have its due heroine, so that it can be substituted for the corresponding feelings. And this song of love is like a tide, and Ye Yang's substitution object is Zhao Yazhi.
Unconsciously, Ye Yang seemed to understand. The previous admiration for Zhao Yazhi was nothing more than the possession of vanity. Only after a year of silent coexistence did Ye Yang really fall in love with this white lady.
Now Ye Yang just wants to be ambitious with songs. He didn't care about Zhao Yazhi's age, nor did he care if there was anyone else in her heart. He just wants to use this song to prove that his love is like a tide and will slowly come to her heart.
Listening to Ye Yang's incomparably affectionate singing, Zhang Guorong and Huang Zhan's calm faces finally showed a satisfied smile.
This disciple can really cover his feelings and really sing this song of love like a tide. It's really in vain for their teaching for a year, and this year's efforts are really not in vain.
"How's it going? Looking at Ah Rong's appearance, it seems to be good. Mei Yanfang was a little anxious, but there were only two headphones that could hear the sound inside.
If you turn off the microphone for talking to the studio, you won't be able to hear what's going on outside the studio. This is to avoid interference from the outside world in the recording work, so that the people inside can concentrate on the recording work.
Listening to Mei Yanfang's words in his ears, Ma You, who almost disappeared with a sense of zài, appeared strangely. Sneaking out of nowhere, he turned on a button, and let Ye Yang's singing and accompaniment resound in everyone's ears together.
"After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, you will always be so beautiful in my heart. Since I love it, I don't regret it, and I am willing to bear it no matter how much pain I have. My love is like a tide, and love is like a tide pushing me to you......"
Ye Yang's affectionate singing voice burst out, including Ma You, Mei Yanfang and the others quickly entered the trend of enjoyment. Ye Yang's affectionate singing gave them a rare enjoyment.
It's just that among several people, Zhao Yazhi couldn't help frowning and woke up from the beautiful singing. In this affectionate singing, Zhao Yazhi seemed to sense that this song was sung by Ye Yang for her.
"It must be that I think too much, and I can't get drunk, how can Ayan sing for me?" Zhao Yazhi subconsciously ignored this feeling, and even found a proper reason for this behavior.
In the past year, Ye Yang has fully demonstrated to Zhao Yazhi how a peerless good man is trained. Zhao Yazhi can feel many times that behind Ye Yang's meticulous care, there is a deep love. But considering the age relationship between the two parties, it is natural for the White Lady to ignore this feeling and classify it as an illusion.
As soon as the song of love is like a tide, Ye Yang woke up from that deep love. Ye Yang didn't speak, just sat in place and slowly adjusted his feelings.
Whether singing or acting, every time you enter a virtual emotional, you need a certain amount of time to adjust yourself. Otherwise, it is easy to appear, like a table that is too deep into the play.
"Perfect!" Outside the recording room, the excited Zhang Guorong and Huang Zhan looked at each other and smiled, and finally high-fived to celebrate.
It's really perfect, whether it's that kind of vibrato, or the accompaniment that needs emotional singing the most, Ye Yang has reached the most perfect height at present. The first song of the teacher's assessment, perfect through guò.
"Prepare the third one. I don't need an accompaniment to find a feeling, I already have it. Ye Yang said a sentence in a slightly low voice, and was silent in it again.
"No problem." Zhang Guorong naturally understood Ye Yang's situation at this time. The second song is an inspirational Cantonese song, which expresses emotions with the first and third songs, and is not suitable for insertion in the middle.
"There was not the slightest precaution, not the slightest concern;
You appeared like this, in my world, and brought me surprises, and I couldn't help it.
But you are like this, and before I know it, you have quietly disappeared;
From my world, there is no news, all that remains is memories.
You are stored in my deep mind, in my dreams, in my heart, in my songs. ”
Amazing! It's really amazing!
It's not just that the voice sung by a young and handsome young man is actually a female voice.
What is amazing is that the female singing voice contains the emotions of a boy. Two diametrically opposed things are actually perfectly integrated together under Ye Yang's singing.
The others were okay, more or less aware of Ye Yang's versatile talent. But Chen Kaige, who came to the movie when happiness came knocking on the door, didn't know at all.
I saw him gasp, and he didn't even notice that the frame on his face was crooked. Really shocked! A young and handsome young man who prefers to be delicate and introverted, can perfectly reveal the sadness of a boy with a female voice.
"Sure enough, it is Zhang Guorong's apprentice, a famous teacher and a high apprentice." Thinking of this, Chen Kaige then closed his eyes to feel the sound of heaven.
"In terms of pronunciation processing of female voices, he is more accurate than male voices, and he has a bit of a plum flavor." Huang Zhan was one of the Brilliant Twin Saints, and with this top-notch equipment, it was natural to perceive what was in Ye Yang's voice.
"That's right. In terms of male pronunciation, I didn't brand him with my traces. In terms of female voices, Amei is not so cautious. Zhang Guorong affirmed Huang Zhan's verdict.
"Indeed." Huang Zhan came to his senses and looked at Zhang Guorong with appreciation, admiring his long-term view.
In the end, Ye Yang still focuses on male singing, and he can't always sing with female voices. Zhang Guorong naturally couldn't let Ye Yang brand too many Zhang Guorong characteristics, so he naturally restrained himself when teaching, and let Ye Yang understand it himself.
But contrary to Zhang Guorong, Mei Yanfang, who taught Ye Yang's women's singing skills, naturally didn't need to think too much.
After all, Mei Yanfang also knows that women's singing is just an embellishment for Ye Yang's singing skills. Naturally, Mei Yanfang does not have too many scruples, and the singing method naturally has Mei Yanfang's characteristics.
These things are naturally not noticed by anyone, after all, they are such sensitive details. But under the top-notch recording equipment, in the sensitive ears of senior musicians, it can naturally be detected.
"Okay, it's a song that doesn't put as much emotion as love does, but it's really amazing. That's enough. Huang Zhan sang Ye Yang's whole song, and after commenting, he asked Zhang Guorong's opinion.
"That's what Uncle Zhan said. The depth of this song is not enough, and when it is sung like this, it is indeed a top level. Zhang Guorong also agreed with Huang Zhan's evaluation.
It is inherently very difficult for a female voice to sing a male voice, let alone Ye Yang's ability to sing it amazingly. If it weren't for Ye Yang's good voice in this year, it is estimated that he would not be able to sing the whole song.
"The last one, Red Sun." Huang Zhan released the accompaniment directly, letting Ye Yang inside find a feeling.
In the last song of the red sun, Ye Yang needs to sing the passionate, inspirational and light voice of the red sun, and more importantly, the true and false tones are switched and closed. If the previous assessment was emotional, this time it is more important to pay attention to the singing factor.
The accompaniment not only sounded in Ye Yang's ears, but also in the ears of Huang Zhan and Zhang Guorong. Feeling the rhythm in his ears, Huang Zhan sighed with enjoyment. "I love this song."
Huang Zhan's words made Zhang Guorong echo, and he also laughed. "Actually, it's okay. But in the end, it's more comfortable to speak the native language. ”
Zhang Guorong's words made most people in the recording studio laugh. Except for Lu Lianying and Chen Kaige, everyone here was born in Guangdong Province. For them, Cantonese is naturally a native language that is particularly comfortable.
Ye Yang was silent inside, using the brisk accompaniment of the red sun to drive the previous sadness. From deep to shallow, through the deepest emotional love like a tide, and then into my singing voice with light emotions, with such an emotional foreshadowing, Ye Yang quickly found the excitement when singing the red sun.
"Oh......" Ye Yang sang this time no longer quiet, but really moved.
"Even if fate is upside down, even if fate is twisted and bizarre, even if fate scares you to be a human being, it is not interesting.
Don't shed tears and be sad, and don't give up
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life. ”
Ye Yang looked at the people outside the soundproof glass and began to sing his own characteristic red sun. This brisk Cantonese song immediately aroused the excitement of everyone outside, and Zhang Guorong and Mei Yanfang shook their bodies even more, feeling the rhythm.
"In my life, I have tried to sit alone in a corner as if it was not helpful.
When I was young, I fell a few times and wept a lot on a rainy night.
I have to go through the twists and turns of my life, from when you have you with me to give me a warm beat.
Like the fire of the red sun igniting the real me,
Walking together on a thousand mountains will surely be able to tread on it. ”
After Ye Yang finished singing, Huang Zhan, who was forced to shake and impulsively in order to really feel the details in the song, shouted loudly. “OK! I love this song, Ayan sings awesomely! ”
After finishing speaking, Huang Zhan clicked on the replay button, humming the red sun and shaking his body.
"Am I singing okay?" When Ye Yang came out of the recording studio, the first thing he did was to ask himself how he was doing today.
Even though Ye Yang had tried his best to show his best condition, Ye Yang still wanted to know what kind of situation his expression was in the eyes of this group of teachers.
"Ayan, you've got it. You're ready to go. Ye Yang was greeted by a hug from Zhang Guorong. This disciple's appearance is really great, and he didn't lose his face Zhang Guorong.
"Ayan, well done." After Zhang Guorong, it was naturally Mei Yanfang, and even Huang Zhan gave Ye Yang an encouraging hug.
"Ayan, sing very well." The last person to hug Shang Ye Yang was Zhao Yazhi, who gently hugged the young man who had taken care of her for a year and gave her the most beautiful appreciation.
"Thank you, Sister Zhi." Ye Yang responded with a smile, and even felt this first hug with his heart. Ye Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, this year's efforts were not in vain.
The disciple successfully became a teacher, and the most reluctant and happiest, naturally was the master Zhang Guorong. I saw him wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and with a wave of his hand excitedly, he announced his gift to Ye Yang.
"Ayan, go! We went to Yanjing, ready to be happy to knock on the door to recruit the crew. Try to try to give you a large-scale solo concert before the filming starts! ”
"Okay, brother!" Ye Yang's eyes lit up. Large-scale solo concert, this graduation ceremony, I like it.
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