yournovel Chapter 38 My life is truly miserable!
Chapter 38 My life is truly miserable!
Chapter 38 My life is truly miserable!
Lin Yourong entered the room.
The only thing visible was that the recording studio was divided into two spaces by glass partitions.
One is the control room, and the other is the recording studio.
The walls are covered with sound-absorbing material in an irregular geometric shape.
The mixing console is located near the glass partition in the control room.
The table is covered with knobs and buttons, and a microphone stands upright on a stand to facilitate communication with the singers in the recording studio.
Sister Ru, who came in later, turned around and closed the door, instantly silencing the noise in the hallway outside.
All was silent; you could hear a pin drop.
The atmosphere in the recording studio was very quiet.
Inside the recording studio, an unknown young girl was recording a song, her lips moving as she opened and closed her mouth.
Both Li Xiaodong and the sound engineer were wearing monitoring headphones and were completely unaware of their arrival.
It wasn't until Sister Ru waved her hand in front of Li Xiaodong's eyes with a smile that he turned around, took off his listening earpiece, and greeted, "Oh! Sister Ru and Lin Su are here. Didn't we agree to meet tonight?"
The sound engineer heard a faint noise, glanced back briefly, and then focused intently on his work.
The voice is at its best at night, when physiological functions are active, energy is high, and the voice is better.
Many celebrities choose to hold their concerts in the evening, or around 6 or 7 pm.
Therefore, all of Lin Yourong's recording sessions were scheduled for the evening.
"Hello, Teacher Li Xiaodong."
Lin Su took off her mask, revealing a blank face.
Looking at her cold and aloof demeanor, Sister Ru couldn't help but think to herself:
If they are truly well-matched in terms of social standing and circumstances, wouldn't someone who always has a cold face, like someone with social anxiety, be unable to utter a single word for a long time when sitting together?
How the hell can someone succeed in a blind date?
Can't figure it out.
She snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "Brother Li, Lin Su's friend wrote a song for her and would like you to take a look and see what you think."
Seeing this, Lin Yourong handed the sheet music to Li Xiaodong.
Li Xiaodong took it and said, "Let me see. Please make yourselves at home and find a seat."
Looking down, I opened the hardcover sheet music and saw that there was another piece of paper tucked inside the first page.
Lin Yourong quickly said, "This is the original version of that song, written in tablature. You can just put it at the back. I changed it to standard musical notation; it's on the first page."
"it is good."
Li Xiaodong didn't open the paper to look at the tablature; he himself doesn't play string instruments, although he could understand them.
Under Lin Yourong's watchful eye, it was carefully pulled out and tucked between the sheet music books.
He immediately sat down in front of the electronic keyboard.
I turned on the piano, glanced at the sheet music, and then tried playing it.
As his fingertips danced across the black and white keys, he said, "Not bad, not bad. The melody is catchy, and the chords are arranged in a grand manner."
After humming a bit, Li Xiaodong looked up in surprise: "The lyrics are great! Very youthful! Excellent! The lyrics, music, and arrangement of this song are already very well done; we can use them directly. It's so talented! Who wrote this?"
“My friend, Mr. Y,” Lin Yourong said, a slight smile playing on her lips. “He suggested that the verses of this song be strummed with guitar, making them more lyrical, while the chorus should be rock, with bass, electric guitar, and drums!”
“Okay, I’ll tell A-Lai to call all the musicians over for a try.”
Li Xiaodong, seeing the opportunity, was overjoyed and couldn't help but clap his hands in praise and hummed:
We laugh at the vicissitudes of time, steadfastly serving as each other's light. I can't remember how many storms we've weathered; you were my oars, and I was your wings. We remember each other, our youthful days.
In this gentle, story-telling humming.
Lin Yourong felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Even with their hands hanging down, they unconsciously clenched their fists.
Really, wasn't this written for that Yuting?
Sister Ru watched as Li Xiaodong, who spent all his time dealing with pop songs, was unusually engrossed in his work.
Holy crap! She silently gave Lin Yourong a thumbs up, then said, "Susu, your friend is awesome!"
The word "friend".
He emphasized his tone.
Heaven knows, Earth knows, you know, and I know.
Li Xiaodong couldn't contain himself.
He leaned over the microphone, apologized to the young woman in the recording studio, explained the situation politely, and rescheduled the recording for tomorrow afternoon.
Damn it, I'm so fed up with all those same old pop songs!
This poorly made online love duet song, this young girl recorded the female vocal part.
But ironically, this kind of song is very popular on the internet right now.
Xu Liang, one of the three giants of QQ Music, is currently at the height of his career and is a leader in this field.
Must-listen classics include "Guest, You Can't," "Airport," and "321, I'm Sorry."
However, the third song was not subtle enough, and because of a line of overly explicit English lyrics, it has been blacklisted by the online music management authorities and banned across the entire network.
The little girl took off her headphones and ran to Lin Yourong in a flash, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her: "Teacher Lin Su! You're so beautiful! Can I have your autograph?"
Her voice is very sweet.
It was clear that while in the recording studio, they had already been peering into the control room and had clearly identified who the visitors were.
"Okay!" Lin Su nodded.
She picked up a water-based pen from the mixing console and unscrewed the cap.
"Sign here! Teacher Lin Su, I love your voice so much!" The little girl flipped over the A4 paper with the sheet music printed on it.
Seeing Lin Yourong finish signing her name smoothly, he quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Teacher Lin Su!"
"You're welcome."
Goodbye, Teacher Lin Su!
Seeing the girl's respectful demeanor, Lin Yourong waved her hand as well.
Li Xiaodong called in the musicians.
The group tried to arrange it, and by the time they started recording the accompaniment, it was already 6 p.m.
"Brother Li, let me treat you to dinner!" Sister Ru stepped forward and patted Li Xiaodong on the shoulder as he was working at the mixing console.
Li Xiaodong, who was engrossed in his work, turned around, took off his listening headphones, and said with a smile, "No need, my wife brought me food and will be here soon. You can go and eat if you're hungry."
My wife brought me food!
What else could Sister Ru say? "Okay then."
She and Lin Yourong had just strolled onto the street and hadn't even started discussing what to eat yet.
Lin Yourong suddenly said, "Sister Ru, lend me 100,000 yuan."
"Lend me 100,000 yuan?" Sister Ru turned to look at her with a surprised expression: "You, a young lady, are you short of money?"
"Never mind that! It's not like I'm not going to pay you back." Lin Yourong said without changing her expression.
"Don't say that. You've already asked, how could I refuse?"
Sister Ru paced back and forth, then suddenly said:
“A singer’s main income comes from commercial performances and concerts. Don’t count on concerts now. How about I get you a few commercial performances? You’re so popular now, you can record songs and participate in events at the same time. After you finish recording the album, you can easily make several million.”
“My mom doesn’t allow me to perform at different venues.” Lin Yourong shook her head. “Of course, the main reason is my maternal grandfather. Many of his old friends know me, and I can’t let him lose face.”
"What do you mean by 'running around to different venues'? What do you mean by 'losing face'? It's not like we're asking you to stand on stage, cut ribbons, or toast people. Can't you even do a relatively large commercial performance?"
"no!"
"Anyway, you're stuck in the middle right now. You don't want small endorsements, and big endorsements don't want you. As for concerts, you don't have many singles, so you're not good enough!"
As she spoke, Sister Ru shook her head and sighed deeply:
"Sigh, being your agent means I don't get any extra money. My life is really miserable!"
(End of this chapter)