Don't burn your mouth, rap!

Yin Yi looked up at Baizhu, who was frowning outside the glass window, and said angrily: "You can do it." ”

Baizhu took off his coat and handed it to his assistant Ayu, pushing the door and walking into the recording studio, he looked at the lyrics on the music shelf, put on a headset and sang along with the rhythm.

The recording studio was extremely quiet, and Yin Yi clearly heard the sound of Baizhu's vocal cords vibrating.

The yellow warm light hit Baizhu's delicate side face, his tall nose, thin lips, sword-like eyebrows flying obliquely into a few strands of black hair under the corner of his sideburns, his handsome side face, and the perfect facial contour was impeccable.

Even in the entertainment industry where handsome men and beautiful women are like clouds, Baizhu's appearance is also top-notch.

Yin Yi was less than a fist away from Baizhu, his warm body temperature passed through the thin white shirt to Yin Yi's cold skin, Yin Yi's breath was filled with the smell of his men's perfume, and unconsciously, her eyes looking at Baizhu gradually blurred.

Zhang Yuan once told Yin Yi that Baizhu is a gold medal producer and one of the few all-round talents in the entertainment industry, who can write lyrics and compose music, and be a photography director.

Baizhu is only thirty-five years old this year, and according to the interstellar age law, he has only been an adult for five or six years, but he has achieved remarkable results.

He is extremely sensitive to the film and television market, and the film and television dramas and variety shows he has invested in have few mistakes, and he has gained a firm foothold in the entertainment industry in just a few years.

Although there are reasons for Yixin Entertainment, Baizhu's professionalism and ability are unbeatable, and they are dozens of times faster than their peers, which is the most suitable to describe with Longzhang Fengzi.

"Baby baby, I want to replace the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in your heart for ....."

Baizhu's singing voice is not as low and magnetic as speaking, and the clear timbre is like the middle and high notes of the piano, and the strong appeal makes Yin Yi involuntarily follow the mood of the lyrics.

This lyric is long and rapping, and the mixture of flat and warped tongues makes Yin Yi very headache.

After singing a song, Yin Yi heard Yang Siwei's voice of appreciation in the headphones, "Boss Bai is not reduced back then, this rap makes me listen to it heartily, are you considering an album?" ”

Yang Siwei's brows that had been frowning for a day finally relaxed, he swept away the previous haze and looked radiant, and his eyes that were still open seemed to be reminiscing about the auditory feast just now.

Baizhu's deep black pupils reflected Yin Yi's shocked appearance, and a trace of sly eyes flashed in his eyes, "How is it." He didn't notice a hint of intimacy in his relaxed tone.

Yin Yi gave a thumbs up, "Boss Bai is amazing." ”

Baizhu's sense of rhythm and musicality was beyond Yin Yi's expectations, and there were really not many people who could make Yang Siwei take the initiative to make an album.

Yin Yi's slightly perfunctory answer attracted a sideways glance from Baizhu, he took a step back and moved a position, let go of the special condenser microphone for recording, and the gentleman stretched out his hand, "Try it." ”

Try it, just try it.

Yin Yi shook her ponytail and walked to the microphone again to gesture to Yang Sibi outside the recording room, she didn't believe it, she couldn't hold the hot lyrics, this time she must have straightened her tongue.

When the music sounded, Yin Yi threw himself into it, and the emotions and voices in the front section were accurate, and his tongue couldn't be straightened when he reached the rap part.

I sang it several times in a row, but it still didn't taste right.

Yang Siwei looked at Yin Yi, who made frequent mistakes, and hurriedly asked her to stop and rest first.

Yin Yi sang dryly, she pushed open the door of the studio, and Chang Xiao greeted her and handed her a glass of water to moisten her throat.

Yin Yi took two sips, and then went back to the studio to record as if he was angry, but the effect was getting worse and worse, so he could only walk out sullenly, squatting in the corner and being stunned.

Yang Siwei put down his headphones and looked at Yin Yi worriedly, "It's been a day and there is no progress." ”

Yin Yi, who had been defeated repeatedly, reviewed the entire recording process and the skills taught by Yang Siwei in his mind, turned around silently, and looked at the wall to think about the details.

Yang Siwei frowned and said, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Baizhu sat on the high chair and drank water slowly, he looked at Yin Yi who looked like a mushroom, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "I'm autistic." ”

Yang Siwei sighed and said: "She is the one who is performing on the stage, she has to cross this hurdle by herself, and none of us can help." ”

"I'll take a look."

The closed environment made Yin Yi feel restless, she looked back at Yang Siwei who looked helpless and pushed the door out, and walked aimlessly up the spiral staircase, and the wet wind blew on her face before she realized that she had reached the top of the building.

Today's weather is gloomy, like being in a closed sphere, gloomy, oppressive, and hot.

Yin Yi leaned on the railing and looked up at the sky, occasionally streaked through the thick clouds, which were speeding cars.

After the silver light was a white line, like a small tail.

Yin Yi looked at the little tail obsessively, and the white lines elongated and magnified in her eyes, turning into a miniature model of the battleship of the silicon-based empire composed of more than 3,000 silicon-based civilizations.

She had in her mind the final battle of the carbon-based civilization and the silicon-based empire in the Milky Way and the Andromeda galaxy.

In the vast universe, a silver phalanx gradually appeared against the background of the brilliant stars, which was the starfleet of the silicon-based empire.

Fifteen million starships are rushing like meteors into the carbon-based federation that is poised to attack.

Mighty starships battle fiercely in the vast cosmic forest, the sky-rocketing flames caused by the explosion dim the surrounding stars, splashes of popular meteorites easily pierce indestructible mechs, and rivers of solid blood drift through the dark universe.

Tens of thousands of planets exploded in an instant under the attack of antimatter bombs, and the brilliant light radiated the entire universe......

"Forward, forward, forward! With the faith of victory, march forward for the hope of the Empire! ”

Yin Yi couldn't help but chant the ballads in the war in his native language, and the strange tune made Baizhu, who had caught up, stop and taste the majestic tune, and as soon as his front foot landed, the song stopped abruptly.

Baizhu took the fast food and walked generously to the rooftop, "Have you eaten?" ”

Yin Yi restrained his vigilant emotions without a trace, and said indifferently: "I'm not hungry." ”

Baizhu chuckled and put the fast food on the cement table, calculating the direction of the wind to let the delicious taste of the food blow into Yin Yi's nose.

The hungry Yin Yi secretly glanced at the mouth-watering food, her nose and stomach were tormented, she shrugged her nose and said, "Boss Bai is also here to blow the wind?" ”

Baizhu put one hand in his pocket and said straight to the point: "I'll talk to you about this song." He paused and swept his gaze, "Eat first, and then have the strength to grind when you are full." ”

Yin Yi saw him coming openly and honestly, and after pulling it in three or two times, he listened to Baizhu say the essentials, "Singing is skillful, first smooth, and then emotional, what is the song you are most familiar with, double the speed, change the tune." ”

Yin Yi hummed the wind season, Baizhu listened and pointed, "The rap singing method is fast and does not pursue the standard of pronunciation, and there are some places that can be quickly brought over to keep up with the rhythm of the music." You lift your chin slightly and snort upward. ”

The method of atractylodes is simple and effective, and gradually Yin Yi found a sense of musicality, the rap became more and more smooth, and the effect was wonderful, and when he returned to the studio, Yang Siwei finally showed a pleased smile on his face.

After the recording, Yin Yi returned to Yusen Entertainment, and before his ass was hot, he saw Chang Xiao walking over with a solemn expression.