Chapter 210: The Legend of the Merman 26
company, outside the recording studio.
Lin Shan was communicating with the recording engineer about the process of recording songs, and when she saw Qianwan, she immediately rushed over angrily, and asked angrily, "Luo Qianwan, where did you run last night?" ”
"Bruce called the company and said that he would see you after the party, and you dared to release his pigeons?!"
What a job!
Speaking of this, Lin Shan held his breath in his chest.
She actually forgot that she didn't save Luo Qianwan's phone number, and Bruce had been waiting for it, so she had to talk to Qianwan about cooperation, and she didn't see anyone until midnight.
"She was with me all the time last night."
Shen Ziqian took a step forward impatiently, crossed the domineering Lin Shan, and dragged Qianwan into the recording studio.
Lin Shan saw his movements with gloomy eyes, and clenched his hands a little stiffly.
The sharp nails were deeply embedded in the palms, scraping out a few white marks.
Obviously, she's the one who has always been by his side, isn't she?
"Is the accompaniment recorded?" Shen Ziqian sat on the chair, flipped through the sheet music, and asked.
"It's just a human voice," the recording engineer sat next to him familiarly, took a thermos cup and took a sip of water, "You are familiar with the score, let's go to the trial recording first." ”
"Let's just record it."
Shen Ziqian pinched his eyebrows, these familiar tones could not be more familiar.
The recording engineer mysteriously came up and whispered, "Don't, there are nobles, Bruce and the producer will come over, let's wait, you moisten your voice first, it's an international friend." ”
Shen Ziqian frowned, he didn't like this feeling.
This feeling of being swayed.
The assistant of the recording engineer hurriedly handed over a thermos cup, opened the lid first, and said a little nervously, "Brother Ziqian, let's drink some warm water first." ”
Shen Ziqian glanced at her, "No." ”
The little assistant seemed to be too nervous when he saw the idol for the first time, and his voice was a little shaky.
"Brother Ziqian, drink some, this is a new cup, it is estimated that you will have to wait for half an hour, and it will not be good to dry your throat later."
Shen Ziqian frowned unhappily when he saw her trembling appearance, but he still took it and took a sip.
The little assistant's eyes were almost red, and when he saw that he had drunk, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly held the thermos cup in his arms.
The recording engineer glanced at the assistant strangely, "Who recruited you?" ”
"I'm a new intern, I just joined today, Sister Shan." The little assistant replied timidly.
The sound engineer sighed, "What are you so nervous about, go and check the equipment that will be recording to see if there is any problem." ”
"Ziqian, I think this tone is a bit low, wait for you to hum, see if you can try it on highC." The sound recordist took the pen and ticked it.
"You can try ......"
His voice suddenly became hoarse, and Shen Ziqian touched his throat, his eyes sharp.
The recording engineer who has worked with him several times is naturally familiar with his voice and keenly aware that something is wrong.
Hurriedly checked his vocal cords, cursed secretly, and then shouted outside anxiously, "Hold the grass, how did that intern get in just now!" ”
How can a singer lose his voice?!
This is an absolute fatal blow!!
Shen Ziqian was a little dazed and tried to make a single tone, but this hoarse and ugly voice was unbearable even for himself.
Shaking his head at the recording engineer, he pushed the door open and went out.
Qianye watched him run away, reached out and sniffed the thermos cup, and his eyes turned cold.
Sure enough, there was an ingredient in it.
……
Inside the restrooms.
There was the sound of flowing water.
Qianwan leaned against the door, looking at the young man lying in front of the mirror and constantly smearing cold water on his face, his eyes were red.
My heart tightened.
He let out a hoarse and weak cry, staccato and shaky, his hand on the faucet shaking.
"Don't cry."
Hearing the voice, Shen Ziqian was shocked, didn't he lock the door......
Wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes in a panic, looked up, and then was held in his arms, a cold voice sounded in his ears, repeating, "Don't cry." ”
He suddenly had some sour nose.