You've been scared of love

And what it did to you

You don't have to run

I know what you've coughed up...... Stop, I take a saliva.

Tony and they went to the book, and Delay's synthesized sound was also well prepared, and there were still many unconquered difficulties that could only be taken slowly.

Hayden called and said that it would be the awards season for the big and small record awards until February next year, and the top management of the record companies would be very busy at that time, and it would be best to get the semi-finished products done before Thanksgiving.

In this case, Song Ya is not ready to delay any longer and officially enters the recording studio.

Soon, he discovered the shortcomings of this body, the voice is good, but after years of specialization in trumpets and neglect of singing practice, it is almost impossible to be among the top singers in this life. All the top singers in the United States have almost begun to receive vocal practice since childhood, not counting family history, even if they are from the grassroots, they can show obvious potential beyond their peers in the choir or choir at the age of twelve or thirteen at the latest.

He can't go back to the past to lay a foundation, and second, he is still distracted from his studies and business, even if he has practiced hard during this time, it is still far from enough.

When he really tried to reproduce the height of the original song, all the problems that he didn't feel during the previous demo and practice appeared, and he lost all kinds of small details such as trills, and his breath began to be noticeably unsteady in the second half of the song, and he occasionally unconsciously swallowed the Z, K and other syllables at the end of the word......

And like just now, when I hit a slightly difficult place, I can only drink water quickly to hide my embarrassment.

The original singer is a singer at the top of the pyramid, and he can now confirm that even if this apocalypse song doesn't seem difficult at first glance.

"Okay, let's take a break." DeLay in front of the mixer turned off the accompaniment, "Is it okay for a minute?" ”

"I don't think you can do thisAPLUS......"

Al's voice came, and he spoke much more directly, "Why don't you say a word?" Defects can be resolved with post-tone editing. ”

"In that case, what will I do when I go out to the scene in the future?" DeLay asked.

Al came up with an idea, "If you feel that you can't sing, you can hide the sound, if you forget the words, point the microphone to the audience, and wipe your sweat if your breath is unsteady, the audience will think that you are just tired, and you can lip-sync the unimportant scene." ”

"That's what singers who have been famous for a long time or who have given up on themselves do!"

DeLay strongly disagreed, "This is APLUS's first song, if the first shot can't be fired, and the outside world is labeled as a studio singer (a derogatory term for a singer who rolls over when he sings in the studio), he will be finished in the future." ”

“emmmm……”

Song Ya didn't think he would finish, he calmly thought about it, although the original singer was a top singer, but the traces of post-processing also abounded, there was no reason for him as a plagiarist to still be delusional and better than blue, "Actually, a sentence is nothing, right?" The focus of my song was originally on the electronic music, and there were many places to modify it with the electric sound in the later stage, and no matter how it came out in the future, I couldn't reproduce the effect of the finished product, so I ......"

"You're the boss, you have the final say." DeLay replied silently.

"Let's start with a sentence." Song Ya made a decision, "Recording and practicing, the first task now is to make a semi-finished product, so that I can take it to New York." ”

The recording continued, and the progress of the sentence recording suddenly accelerated, and after each sentence, Song Ya would communicate with them about the post-processing problems.

"Fix it, I can't sing this sentence well."

"These tails should have a little bit of an electric sound."

"These two sentences are converted into electronic sounds, and I want to be similar to the effect of R2 in Star Wars when robots speak."

"These two sentences should also be changed, but with some changes......"

After about two days and a small section, a dozen days later, in a local professional mixing studio in Chicago, a half-finished version of I feel it coming was released.

"Wow...... Hayden listened, "It feels completely different from the last demo, although it's still very MJ." ”

"MJ ...... with more electronic sounds in the blues cavity"

Delai muttered, he was still worried about Song Ya's scene, "Don't stop practicing APLUS." ”

"Don't worry, I'm very demanding of myself." Song Ya reassured him, "So...... No problem? ”

Delay nodded.

"I think it's good." Al said.

"It's good, although I don't know much about it, but I can feel that there is a lot of novelty and progress." Hayden complimented as usual.

The next day, Song Ya arrives in New York with Hayden, Al, and Song Asheng.

The four of them entered the SBK headquarters, and Song Yaxian visited Daniel alone.

This time Daniel was much more silent, in the past, Song Ya was most afraid of Daniel talking to him, and he always had to mention his spirit for fear of being fooled by him, and now he feels that Daniel, who doesn't talk much, is even worse, because it means that he has lost his value to him.

"Here you go."

Daniel first handed him a ticket for the 33rd Grammy Awards in January.

"Wow...... Do I have a chance to ......" Song Ya was secretly happy.

"Don't think about it, there's no chance of 99 percent, Mira, little Lowry, and you, there's no chance." Daniel took a scoop of cold water on his head.

"That?"

"Points, remember? If you go once, you can save some points, and maybe there will be a ......day when you have enough points," Daniel said, "If you don't go, not only will you not get points, but you will also deduct impression points from the jury." ”

"Yes, I'll go." Song Ya carefully put away the tickets, and handed the half-finished record I feel it coming to the other party.

Daniel listened quietly to the song for more than four minutes, then took off his headphones, "Two years? He spat out two words.

"I don't want to set a time limit for Daniel." Song Ya also handed over his bottom line.

Daniel shrugged and didn't speak, very absent-minded.

Song Ya was very disappointed, and the idea of talking to Daniel about Robert before coming was also extinguished, and the tacit cooperation of the two multi-platinum singles seemed to have failed to accumulate enough points in Daniel's heart.

The next thing is pure business, and this time I brought Song Asheng over to settle the share of the first one million sales to De Klerk.

The average price given by SBK is six and a half yuan, and Song Ya's lyrics and music royalties are 12 percent plus the producer's share of 3 percent, which can get 975,000 from the 1 million copies sold.

Second-hand stores are still slowly moving towards three million copies, and with the Lowry II album going on sale again in December, it is estimated that the sales of singles will slow.

It is estimated that there are two million copies to De Klerk, and the specific amount has not been determined, but one of the better points than the second-hand store is that the sales momentum in Europe is very good, and the rap music of the second-hand store is not liked by Europeans, and the amount seems to be very popular with Europeans.

Song Ya did not let Song Asheng force SBK to settle the bill, but this time it was not SBK who took the initiative to release kindness, but because of Mila's urging.

As Song Asheng and other financial personnel arrived one after another, a tall forty-year-old white male strode in.

"Hello, Daniel!"

He had a loud voice, a little hairy accent, and was wearing an expensive light-colored custom suit, and as soon as he entered the door, he stretched out his hand and walked straight to Daniel.

Physiognomy...... Well, it should be Mira's father, Mr. Jovovich, who almost went bankrupt in an investment company in Los Angeles.