After Liu Qiang left, Liu Yong came to Meng Beichen with a bottle of mineral water, and said with admiration: "Beichen, your song is amazing!" ”

"How?" Meng Beichen took the mineral water and asked with a suspicious face.

In fact, of course, he knows that his three songs are very classic, but he can't show it.

Sure enough, Liu Yong explained: "Although my dad is not very famous in the music world, his appreciation of music is very good, and I rarely see him so excited." ”

Meng Beichen smiled and said modestly: "Actually, I just write casually." ”

At this time, Luo Qingcheng spoke: "Anyway, it's boring for us to wait at this time, or if the handsome guy Meng sings first, let's listen to it, and you should find a feeling." ”

In fact, she has always supported Liu Yufei and said that Meng Beichen sings very well, but that is what others say, how can it be more true than what she has heard with her own ears.

Besides, those videos on the school forum, to be honest, the sound quality is really average, and I can't hear anything at all.

After Meng Beichen pondered for a moment, he said to Liu Yong: "Old Liu, do you have a guitar?" Give me a handful! ”

"Of course, I'll get it for you now."

Liu Yong agreed, and went to get a guitar for Meng Beichen.

Soon, the guitar was taken.

Meng Beichen took the guitar, adjusted it slightly, and then said to everyone: "Everyone should have heard the song "Those Years", so let's sing the song "You at the Same Table". ”

The reason why I didn't choose the new song "Days We Walked Together" is because this song is going to be sung on "The Voice".

Everyone nodded, sat up straight, did not speak, and waited for Meng Beichen's singing.

"Zheng~"

A guitar sounded, followed by Meng Beichen's clear singing voice.

"Will you remember tomorrow;"

"The day you wrote yesterday;"

"Are you still thinking about tomorrow?"

"You used to cry the most;"

"The teachers can't even remember;"

"You can't guess the problem;"

"I also happened to flip through the photos;"

"I just remembered you at the same table..."

“···”

Soon, after singing a song, Meng Beichen's singing voice and guitar sound stopped at the same time.

Although among the people present, except for Liu Yufei, who had heard it once before during the art exam, it did not affect the appreciation and praise of other people for this song.

After all, they are all students in the theater, and most of them have a level of appreciation.

As a freshman at the Shanghai Opera Conservatory of Music, Luo Chengcheng was the first to exclaim: "It's good, it makes me feel nostalgic for my high school days." ”

"yes, we just left high school, but when we hear this song, it feels like we've been away for a long time." Huang Bai also spoke.

The lyrics are easy to understand, and the writing is very graphic, the tune is simple, no matter who you are, you can hum along as long as you listen to it a few times.

Such a song is indeed a classic good song.

Gu Yue gave Meng Beichen a thumbs up with admiration on her face and said: "Amazing, my pot, as soon as this song is released, it will definitely be popular all over the country." ”

"When the time comes, Beichen, you will be on fire!"

Meng Beichen couldn't help laughing and said: "In fact, this kind of song has great limitations, and the audience also has certain limitations. ”

"Hey, it doesn't matter, anyway, I think 90% of young people will definitely like your song, who doesn't have a table when they go to school?" Gu Yue said with a smile.

Although the other people didn't speak, it could be seen from the light in their eyes that they were all fans of Meng Beichen's song.

After all, who can write books, write songs, sing so well, and look very handsome, what girl wouldn't be tempted by such a treasure boy?

It's a pity that the famous grass has a master.

At this time, Liu Yufei walked up to Meng Beichen, wrinkled her nose at him, and said, "Beichen, how do I feel that you sing better and have a better voice than you did in the last art exam?" ”

"Huh? Yes, is there any? Meng Beichen asked pretending to be surprised.

In fact, it is true that when he was taking the art exam, he did not have a variety of singing voices, which was given by the rebirth bracelet when he reached 600 points in the college entrance examination later.

So this singing is indeed a little better than the art exam.

In other words, this singing is more able to make the audience emotionally resonate.

Soon, half an hour passed.

Liu Qiang came out of the recording studio and said to Meng Beichen: "Xiaobei, I'm ready here, can I start recording now?" ”

"Yes!" Meng Beichen nodded very confidently, these three songs are not difficult for him with A-level singing skills and a variety of singing voices.

Seeing that Meng Beichen was so confident, Liu Qiang asked Liu Yong to continue entertaining other students, and then took Meng Beichen into the recording studio together.

came to the recording studio, Meng Beichen started the first recording under the guidance of Liu Qiang.

After all, this time it was to record three songs, and according to Liu Qiang's plan, it would take several hours.

But what he didn't expect was that when recording the first two songs "You at the Same Table" and "Those Years", Meng Beichen played very well, and basically recorded it twice.

It's just that when the third song "Days Walked Together" was recorded, it was a little stuck.

"Xiaobei, hasn't this song been written for a long time, haven't you sung it much?" Liu Qiang asked curiously.

Normally, according to Meng Beichen's previous performance, it is impossible to record three times in a row, there are still some flaws, and the performance is not so good.

Meng Beichen nodded and replied truthfully: "It's true, uncle, I'm really sorry, I'm not too familiar with this song." ”

After all, he only got this song tonight, and the other two songs have already been sung a few times, and the proficiency is definitely different.

Liu Qiang nodded, walked up to Meng Beichen with the music score, and said, "Xiaobei, you still need to pay a little attention to these places, and the feelings are better to be stronger." ”

"But now it's singing well, let's do it again?"

"Good!" Meng Beichen nodded and said, "Trouble uncle." ”

The first two songs only took a total of forty minutes, but the third song has taken half an hour now, and Meng Beichen is a little embarrassed.

Liu Qiang shook his head with a smile, walked to the operating table, and made an OK gesture to Meng Beichen.

The fourth recording of "Days Walked Together" officially began.

"How to face it;"

"The days we used to walk together;"

"Now I'm left alone;"

"How to let my voice tell you one by one..."

Soon the fourth recording ended.

Meng Beichen came to Liu Qiang's side and asked, "Uncle Liu, how is the effect this time?" ”

"No problem this time!" Liu Qiang paused slightly and continued: "However, I can still adjust it slightly, of course, I don't need to adjust it, this specific need for you to decide." ”

Normally, when a singer is making a song, he will make adjustments to the sound if he wants to achieve the degree of perfection as much as possible after recording.

Millions of sound repairers are not empty words.

"Uncle Liu, after the adjustment, can the expert hear it?" Meng Beichen asked.

After all, when he recorded this sample, he first wanted to listen to Mr. Huang Hanwen.

And Huang Hanwen is not only the honorary dean of the Shanghai Opera Conservatory of Music, but also a famous musician in China, which is definitely an expert among experts.