When Chu Qing was called back by Fan Xiaoye, he was still confused, thinking that the Olympic Organizing Committee had given up on himself. But then I listened, oh, not to let myself sing the whole song, at most two lines...... Only then did he nod his head.

In fact, this song is also familiar, it is "Welcome to Bei*Beijing", which has been sung all over the street for more than four months. Lyrics by Lin Xi, music by Xiao Ke, recorded first, and planned to be released in April.

The person in charge of this matter is called Cui Qian, who is considered the director of the artist, and she has more than ten years of experience in organizing performances before coming to the Olympic Organizing Committee, and she is very familiar with all aspects. She has the most accurate list of artists in her hand, with a total of 79 people participating in the performance, divided into 73 groups.

The candidates are also very particular, from the geographical point of view, the mainland, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and overseas must be included; In terms of age, it is best to have two generations: middle and young people; In terms of category, it is dominated by singers, supplemented by actors and façade characters.

If you distinguish in detail: Liu Huan, Han Hong, this is the mainland boss; Zhou Huajian, Ren Xianqi, this is Taiwan's predecessors; Xie Tingfeng, Mo Wenwei, this is popular in Hong Kong; Zhang Liangying and Li Yugang are representatives of newcomers.

And there are only two façade characters, one Cheng Long and one Chu Qing, for no other reason, they are familiar overseas.

Why didn't you invite Jiang Wen, Uncle Ming, and Uncle Ge to come? Please, can you imagine Uncle Ge squeezing his face with folds, wilting and wilting and singing "Poetic and smiling, just waiting for you"?

The style of painting is crooked, okay!

But to be honest, Chu Qing doesn't like this kind of thing very much, it's a completely hard requirement. I have noble sentiments, and I am willing to do something, but this active and passive relationship can be very uncomfortable.

The two of them didn't even watch the lyrics and songs, nor did they hear the samples. But you have to sign a so-called "confidentiality agreement" first. This is called kowtowing first, and then seeing the Buddha.

It is said that it was a lesson learned from the one-year countdown, and it was not officially performed yet. The song in question is already hanging on the web.

Secondly, the official also stipulates:

Must be recorded in a designated recording studio in Beijing, Hong Kong, or Taipei. Only Liu Huan is in New York, and he can record there with special exceptions.

Must arrive in the capital within 10 days to shoot the MV.

Must attend the live performance in front of the temple on April 30, which is the 100-day countdown.

In such a short time frame. If you are forced to do this, it will definitely disrupt the original arrangement. Fan Xiaoye has already ruined four commercial performances and paid a lot of liquidated damages. I have to happily say to the other side: OK! OK！ There is no problem with the time, do what you want.

March 11, Beijing Lejiaxuan.

It is a cultural communication company with the largest recording center and music production base in Asia. There are a total of 14 recording studios. All of them are equipped with the highest quality equipment. Countless Chinese singers have made records here, including Fan Xiaoye's broken album.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them rushed to this three-story building in the back street of the art museum, and not far to the north, there is Nanluoguxiang and Chinese opera.

Chu Qing was still quite nervous, and started to pull from the moment he got out of the car: "Hey, what's it like inside?" Isn't it just on TV, a big glass window? Wear your own headphones and stand outside for yourself...... Oops. I see there's still an accompaniment in it, isn't that the headphones......"

"You mountain cannon thing, don't follow me!"

Fan Xiaoye couldn't afford to lose this person, so he picked up his bag and ran first, and the goods were endlessly chasing behind. As a result, as soon as they entered the building door, they had just stepped on a few steps, and the two of them were dumbfounded.

, you may have seen celebrities, but you may not have seen celebrities lining up, or so many wrists lined up together!

Yan Weiwen, Huang Xiaoming, Wang Leather Pants, Lin Zhiling, Zhang Zilin, Yu Quan, Han Geng, Yang Sanjilang, Fan Weiqi...... There were more than a dozen, and each of them had assistants, adding up to more than thirty people, occupying the inside and outside of the house, upstairs and downstairs.

"Mom, it's like eating!"

Fan Xiaoye muttered, and saw that her husband was extremely unbearable to probe his brain, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Find a calling machine, I'll get a number." He takes it for granted.

"Are you stupid?"

She grabbed it with one hand and said angrily: "Stay honest with me!" ”

The two of them were noisy, and they naturally paid attention to it, and they greeted each other for a while. Like Huang Xiaoming, who is in the film and television industry, and is one year younger, he must be called Brother Qing. Yan Weiwen was cheerful and enthusiastic, and called Xiao Chu directly. Lin Zhiling called Mr. Chu Qing softly, but Zhang Zilin was very restrained, afraid that the other party would not know him, so he introduced himself quite formally.

These two girls were divided into a group, and the legs were longer than the other, so that Fan Xiaoye, who "urgently needed to find a sister to vent his fire because of his husband's abstinence * life, but he couldn't find it", his eyes lit up instantly.

As for Wang Pipants, Yang Sanjilang and others, it is probably like this: ╭(′▽')╭(′▽')╯......

Most of the people present were not familiar with each other, only Lin Zhiling and Huang Xiaoming had contact, so the daughter-in-law ran to pick up the sister, and Chu Qing poked next to Sect Leader Huang and chatted.

In good conscience, Brother Xiao Ming has a good attitude and a good image, and he is known as the two favorite artists of the media along with Fan Xiaoye. Facing Chu Qing at this time, people are also polite and courteous, and they will not look a little low.

Hey? He looked at the other man's shoes.

…………

"I'll go back first, goodbye everyone!"

"Bye-bye!"

"Bye-bye!"

It was getting late, Han Geng came out of the recording studio and said goodbye to everyone in a special manner. He sang soloist, but the next group was two: Sha Baoliang and Man Wenjun. Further down, there are Yan Weiwen and Fan Weiqi.

The level of each person is different, some can be done in ten minutes, and some can take half an hour. Everyone waited for a long time, didn't eat or drink, just sat down, and couldn't help but be a little impatient.

"Oops, I still have to catch a plane......"

Fan Weiqi glanced at the time and muttered in a low voice. Yan Weiwen just heard it, so he smiled and said, "Let's change the position!" ”

"No, no, I'm not in a hurry!" Fan Fan didn't know him, so he hurriedly waved his hand.

"You're welcome, it's not good to miss the plane, come on!"

The old artist is indeed high-spirited and takes the initiative to be humble, but when he saw that there was a Hong Kong singer behind him, he gave in again and again, but retreated to the back row.

And the two arrived at three o'clock, and now it's six o'clock, and there are a few people in front of them. Chu Qing yawned and asked with a dull face, "Are you hungry?" ”

"Hungry!"

The long-legged girl has flashed, and Fan Xiaoye is pillowed on his shoulder, which is also boring.

"Hold on if you're hungry." He yawned again.

"!"

She really wanted to cut it, but she was too lazy to move.

As the night got darker, the team kept moving forward at a slow pace, and when the two of them were about to fall asleep, they suddenly heard Huang Xiaoming calling: "Brother Qing, why don't we change it, it's time for me soon." ”

"It's okay, you record yours, don't worry about us!"

He couldn't afford to be a favor, and after a few words back and forth, Sect Leader Huang entered the recording studio. Twenty minutes later, it was finally their turn.

Chu Qing was very lacking in front of his daughter-in-law, but he was still quite able to pretend in front of outsiders, and looked around calmly before saying hello to Xiao Ke.

This white fat man with glasses is a producer in the inner place, and his big wrists have nothing to do with others, they are all mountain cannons anyway. After a few greetings, the two of them entered the shed and put on their headphones.

There are two lyrics in the assigned lyrics, one is: "Welcome to Bei*Beijing, share your breath under the sun, and refresh your achievements in the yellow earth." The other paragraph is: "Welcome to Bei*jing, anyone who has a dream is great, and there will be a miracle if you have courage." ”

The former is sung by itself, and the latter is to be made into a chorus.

"Let's try it first, prepare!" Xiao Ke motioned to start.

Immediately after, the accompaniment sounded, Chu Qing thought he was stepping on the right point, and sang: "Welcome to Bei*Beijing, share your breath ...... under the sun"

The daughter-in-law then sang: "Refresh the results in the yellow earth." ”

“……”

Xiao Ke was silent for a while, and said: "Let's come the same, Chu Qing, first of all, your rhythm is not right, half a beat faster." And then, uh, you have three words in the previous sentence that are not in tune, and two words in the second sentence that are in tune. ”

"Poof!"

Fan Xiaoye gloated and had no sympathy. He glanced at his daughter-in-law, and then listened to the teacher: "I'll put a few small samples, you can feel it." ”

As he spoke, a slightly rough music came from the headphones, and he closed his eyes and lowered his head, looking very hard. After playing it five times, Xiao Ke asked, "How is it, is it okay?" ”

"Uh, let's try it." His confidence was still low.

"Okay, then let's officially record!"

The words fell, the rhythm started again, and he sang for the second time: "Welcome to Bei*jing, share the breath ...... under the sun"

"Stop!"

This time, without waiting for Fan Xiaoye to speak, the teacher interrupted, and the goods immediately panicked. There's no way, all the talent is in acting, and there is nothing left for the singing career.

"It's better than just now, the tempo is accurate, but it's still out of tune, do it again!"

"Welcome to Bei*Jing......"

"Stop! You're singing flat, like a declarative sentence, come again! ”

"Welcome to Bei*Jing and share breathing ...... under the sun"

"Stop!"

"The sun, you have to change the tune, and then the breath, you have to turn the tune again. Do you understand? Again! The teacher tried to describe it in easy-to-understand language, but in the next second:

"Stop! Why did the smell of the two of them come out? ”

“……”

Fan Xiaoye tilted his head, feeling that his face in this life had been lost, and he was completely broken. Xiao Ke was even more tired, and was violently shaken to the depths of his soul, all kinds of love and loneliness.

After a few rounds, the teacher recognized the facts and stopped using conventional methods, so he was done.

See you in a long time! Some singers record sentence by sentence, and some singers record one by one, this one is very strange, word by word......

This is not the end, the next day, the two were called to shoot the MV again.

The scenes are all famous symbols of the capital, such as the Temple of Heaven, the Summer Palace, and Badaling. In an ancient courtyard, Chu Qing is wearing a Mao suit, and Fan Xiaoye is wearing a cheongsam.

The strength of the actor is fully exerted, and if you can't sing, can't you still talk about it? (To be continued.) )