Breathe deeply.

Be calm, be calm.

Gan Peisheng and others in the recording studio are all people who have been in the industry for decades, and they have never seen any strong winds and waves, so they can't capsize in front of Xiao Young today.

Isn't it a suona album?

Isn't it a funeral song?

It's not a big deal, you can't be carried away if you listen to it, right?

"Mr. Gan, why don't you come back when I record a song album next time?"

I kindly persuaded them again on the weekend, Gan Peisheng and they came to cheer him up, and he couldn't take revenge.

"It's okay, you record yours, just as if we don't exist."

Gan Peisheng forcibly waved his hand, his body leaned back slightly, as if he had never seen any scene, and this was a small scene.

"Okay, then I won't greet a few teachers."

Weekend shrugged their shoulders, they didn't listen, and there was nothing they could do.

In the recording studio, everyone else was silently watching as the weekend took out several suona of different lengths and sizes from the box.

"Ouch, so many suona?"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really didn't know that there were so many kinds of suona, and I would have seen it for a long time!"

"Recording a suona album, do you use so many suona?"

"Good girl, I don't feel like I've seen so many suona in my life!"

It was the first time for everyone in the recording studio to see so many suona at the same time, and they couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

In addition to suona, there are also some small pieces such as gas cards and sinks, which were carefully taken out on the weekend.

In the eyes of Gan Peisheng and the others, the weekend at this time was like a peerless swordsman, wiping his weapons before the battle.

Suona is the weapon of the weekend.

Swish.

In the next second, the weekend suddenly got up.

"It's time to begin, Mr. Chen."

After speaking, he picked up a suona on the weekend and entered the recording studio.

"It's coming!"

Gan Peisheng and the others watched Chen Li put on his headphones, and after debugging the equipment, he made a gesture to the weekend.

"OK, let's go!"

The weekend in the recording studio nodded, and then put the suona to his mouth.

In the end, it is a professional recording studio, and the sound insulation effect is absolutely first-class.

Gan Peisheng and the others who were sitting outside could only hear a very faint suona sound.

"The melody sounds a little sad?"

"Mourning, to be exact."

"The song is called "Crying Emperor", no wonder the tone is so sad."

Gan Peisheng and others are all musicians, and they can't help but start commenting on the song recorded on the weekend.

"Woo woo woo~"

Just when Gan Peisheng and others were commenting, there was a sudden intermittent whimper in the recording studio.

"Why are you still crying?"

"yes, isn't that an exaggeration?"

"Everyone here is dozens of years old, so they won't cry so easily."

Hearing this whimper, Gan Peisheng and the others immediately frowned and began to find out who made this sound.

Soon, they found the culprit, the sound engineer Chen Li, because he had gone from whimpering to crying.

"Woooooooooo......oo Dad, I'm unfilial as a son...... Qingming didn't burn paper money for you......"

"Dad...... Didn't you like to watch beautiful women when you were alive, I'll order a few beauties for you to burn when I go back...... When your son's didn't take good care of you before you died, I can only hope that you can live happily under Jiuquan. ”

In the recording studio, Gan Peisheng and others looked at each other.

Looking at Chen Li's heartbroken cry of pain, he couldn't figure out the situation a little.

The suona on the weekend, so powerful?

"Lao Chen is really, a suona song can make him cry? It's so useless...... I don't feel anything. ”

The person who spoke was Bi Hui, and he was also a well-known creator in the industry.

His words quickly attracted a burst of disdain from Gan Peisheng and others, because Chen Li was wearing monitoring headphones.

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and if you have the ability, you can put on the monitoring headphones and listen to it, and it's not too late to say this kind of thing when the time comes."

At this time, someone next to him spoke in a weird manner, and this person was Chang Ying, who was not very good with Bi Hui.

Because the two were born in the same rock band in their early years, the reason why they turned against each other was because the two of them had the same girlfriend, and they were at the same time.

"Isn't it just wearing headphones, what's the big deal, buddy, I was also a death rock in my early years, and I haven't heard any funeral songs."

Although Bi Hui knew that Chang Ying was agitating himself, he was still fooled.

He snorted coldly, and then picked up another monitor headphone.

In the next second, there was a mournful suona sound from inside the earphones.

This suona sound seems to have a kind of magic, which is extremely infectious, and the sound is tear-jerking.

Bi Hui listened to it, and he couldn't help but think of his old mother who had just passed away, and his nose instantly became sore.

"Mom, how are you doing down there...... My son burned a lot of money for you, so don't be reluctant to spend it......"

"Mother! If you are missing anything below, remember to tell me in your dreams! ”

"Oh my mother! When my son didn't repay you much in this life, I will give you back as a son in the next life, and then repay you well!! ”

In Bi Hui's mind, the old mother's kind voice and smile involuntarily appeared.

The guilt of being the son of man suddenly came to his heart, making Bi Hui cry uncontrollably.

Bi Hui's crying voice overpowered Chen Li for a while.

"Dad! My son will be a son in the next life, and I will be a son with you in the next life! ”

Chen Li glanced at Bi Hui, and said in his heart, what does this guy mean, is it to compare, whoever cries louder will be more filial, right?

Compare it to who, who is afraid of who.

In the next second, Chen Li began to rivet his strength, and cried loudly with his neck in his neck, overshadowing Bi Hui in one fell swoop.

Bi Hui looked at it here, and immediately felt that Chen Li was provoking himself, this girl usually has a good relationship with Chang Ying, and her feelings are helping Chang Ying to be unfair or what?

That's not good, two fight one, we can't lose if we lose, can the old man of Yanjing still let the two of you Puhai be bullied?

For a while, Bi Hui also increased his horsepower again and cried hard.

"Mother! I will be in the next life, in the next life, in the next life, and I will be your son again! ”

Bi Hui is obviously really desperate, his face is red and his neck is thick because of excessive force.

In the recording studio, Gan Peisheng and the others were all dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Why does it look more and more like a mourning spirit?

In the countryside, there are often concubines who cry more than anyone in front of the mourning hall, and the more miserable the crying, the more filial piety in the eyes of outsiders.

"Old godmother, why do I think this recording studio suddenly feels a little eerie?"

"yes, this weekend is too evil, record an album and turn the recording studio into a spiritual shed."

"What's this all about?"

Gan Peisheng couldn't help but take a look at the weekend in the shed, he was good, he was blowing hard there, and there was nothing, but it was already a mess outside.

"Old godmother, Lao Chen and Lao Bi seem to be completely on the bar."

"It's good not to cry like this, Lao Chen has a little bit of asthma."

As the saying goes, the good does not work, the bad spirit.

As soon as the man finished speaking, Chen Li's crying over there stopped, but the person also began to twitch.

I'm really asthmatic, and I can't breathe anymore.

"Quick, get him medicine and call an ambulance."

"Let the weekend stop blowing, if you continue to blow it, everyone will be gone."

Splinters.

The whole recording studio suddenly became in a hurry, helping people, looking for medicine, and calling emergency numbers.

"Quick, old Chen, take a sip."

Soon, someone found out Chen Li's asthma medicine and sent it to him.

Chen Li hadn't completely fainted, and after grabbing the asthma medicine and taking two quick inhales, he finally came to his senses.

"Bi ...... Bi Datou, you lost, hahaha!! ”

Who knew that as soon as Chen Li relieved himself, the first thing he did was to mock Bi Hui.

Lao Tzu is about to cry and faint, do you dare to be worse than me?

Did I lose?

Although Bi Hui didn't have asthma, he was already crying a little hypoxic at this time, and his brain couldn't function at all.

So as soon as Chen Li said that he lost, he instantly became anxious.

Yanjing masters, they actually lost to a little red guy in Puhai?

How can this work, and you can't be laughed at by your buddies when you look back?

"The surname Chen, don't deceive people too much, who is miserable is not necessarily, you wait...... Who is worse than whom! ”

Bi Hui said while glancing at the hard willow tabletop, and when the last word was finished, he suddenly slammed his head on the willow tabletop and fainted directly.

"Old Bi !!"

Gan Peisheng and the others were originally surrounding Chen Li, who had asthma, so they didn't allocate people to pay attention to Bi Hui.

Therefore, when they saw Bi Hui's heroic actions of comparing themselves to others, it was too late.

"Lao Bi, why are you so stupid!"

A few people here just shouted Lao Bi's name, and Chen Li over there couldn't accept it anymore.

Lost!

I actually lost!

Bi Hui hit it like this, which can be regarded as a complete reversal, and he beat himself in one fell swoop.

Chen Li couldn't accept this cruel reality, plus he was just relieved, and the breath he was hanging on went down again.

Suddenly, his eyes rolled and his legs kicked, and he fainted.

"Old Chen !!"

The few people who had just been assigned to take care of Bi Hui, who was even more miserable, saw Chen Li faint again when they turned around.

Swish.

Now they had to run back again, I don't know, I thought they were tug-of-war.

"Drip~Woo~Drip~Woo~Woo~Woo!"

Fortunately, the siren of the ambulance was already sounding downstairs at this time.

At the same time, the weekend also happened to come out of the studio.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Watching a few nurses appear in the recording studio carrying stretchers, I was a little confused on the weekend, and when I went into the studio by myself, wasn't it okay?

Swish!

Gan Peisheng and the others suddenly looked at the weekend together, and their eyes were quite complicated.

"Let you record, you just sent the recording engineer away, right?"

(End of chapter)