Be a hero from the live broadcast

Chapter 172 Returning to Ningcheng, this waist drum is full of gongs

Under Chen Meng's intimidation, Shen Lin didn't dare to make any changes, chose one of the suites, and fell asleep.

Silent all night.

The next day, Shen and Lin got up very early, went to the hotel to have a buffet, and then went to Daxia Film and Television City.

Although I played all afternoon yesterday, I didn't see all the attractions in Daxia Film and Television City.

"Yesterday we saw the Qin Palace, the Ming and Qing Palaces, and the Qingming River Scene. Today, let's go to Hong Kong Island Street. It is said that it embodies the street style of Hong Kong Island in the [-]th century." Shen Lin laughed.

"Hmm." Chen Meng didn't have any objection to this, took Shen Lin's arm and walked towards Hong Kong Island Street.

The layout of Hong Kong Island Street is designed by taking advantage of the wilderness and slopes. There are many street scenes in the central city of Hong Kong Island in the [-]th century, such as Queen's Road, the Governor's Mansion of Hong Kong Island, Victoria Barracks, HSBC Bank, and John's Garden. Again.

"Brother Lin, the Gothic architecture here is really beautiful. It seems as if you have stepped through time and space and come to Hong Kong Island in the last century." Chen Meng held Shen Lin's arm and said with a smile.

"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will be eclipsed in front of you." Shen Lin looked at Chen Meng and smiled.

"Your mouth is sweet." Hearing this, Chen Meng blushed pretty, like a ripe apple.

"You have to taste it to know whether it's sweet or not." Shen Lin looked at Chen Meng, blinked and said.

"Pfft, who wants to try it." Chen Meng's pretty face turned even redder upon hearing this.

Shen Lin didn't force it, and took Chen Meng to Hong Kong Island Street.

Hong Kong Island Street is quaint, and being in it makes people feel like they have traveled back to the [-]th century.

Here, Shen Lin and Chen Meng also took a lot of photos as souvenirs. When they get old, sitting on the rocking chair and flipping it gently is also a kind of commemoration of the beautiful past.

After walking around for a whole morning, the two had a lot of fun.

"Mr. Shao, we are going back to Ningcheng in the afternoon." After lunch in the film and television city, Shen Lin contacted Shao Mingyue.

"Mr. Shen, don't you plan to stay in Tianheng City for two more days?"

"No, Ning Cheng still has a lot of things to do." Shen Lin said with a smile.

"In that case, I won't keep Mr. Shen." Shao Mingyue said, "I will arrange a vehicle to take Mr. Shen to the airport later."

"It's work."

Afterwards, Shen Lin hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, he contacted Li Xinkun again.

Li Xinkun stayed with the crew yesterday, discussing with Zhao Qinian the progress of the filming and the required funds.

"Mr. Shen, I will go back with you." Li Xinkun said after connecting the phone.

"Okay, see you at the gate of the film and television city."

A group of three boarded the plane to Ningcheng.

When they returned to Ningcheng, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

After sending Chen Meng to Meng Xia's advertisement, Shen Lin and Li Xinkun returned to Sky Color Media Company.

Sky Color Media Rehearsal Hall No. [-]
Wang Hou and Mu Qing are working hard to learn the songs that Shen Lin wrote for them.

Shen Lin has already sung it to them, and even recorded the song for them, so that they can figure it out and study. After a day of hard work, they have been able to sing the whole song down.

But even so, they still felt that there was still a big gap between what they sang and what Shen Lin sang.

The songs that Shen Lin sang seemed to have reached the ceiling of singing. No matter how hard they tried, it seemed impossible to reach the same height as Shen Lin.

"Singing requires emotional investment. A voice without emotional input is soulless. Songs without soul, it is very difficult to impress the audience." Shen Lin's voice sounded in the rehearsal hall.

"Brother Lin."

"teacher"

Seeing Shen Lin, several people couldn't help but look over.

"You guys are already singing very well. If you want to pass the primary selection of the best songs from God, there will be no problem." Shen Lin said with a smile, "However, this is not your limit, as long as you carefully figure out the artistic conception contained in the lyrics , Put your own feelings into it, immerse yourself in it, what I can do, you can do too."

After listening to Shen Lin's words, Wang Hou and the others seemed to be enlightened. Shen Lin's understanding of music had reached a level beyond their reach.

Just a few words gave them a deeper understanding of these songs.

"Thank you teacher for your guidance." Wang Hou and the others said respectfully.

"Don't thank me all the time, it's useless. You can win the championship of the song bestowed by God, which is the best thanks to me." Shen Lin laughed.

Participating in The Voice of God and winning the championship, Shen Lin can get the rewards of the system, such rewards, even the current Shen Lin is very greedy.

"We will work hard," Wang Hou said.

"Okay." Shen Lin nodded, "Sing these songs once and I will listen to them, and I will give you some pointers."

"Okay." Wang Hou and the others were overjoyed when they heard this. It would be really great for them to get Shen Lin's advice.

Later, Wang Hou and the others sang the song written by Shen Lin in front of Shen Lin one by one, and Shen Lin also made simple adjustments to their pronunciation.

Although the adjustment is very subtle, it makes the whole song sound fuller and more pleasant.

Especially for Dai Chenglei, the song Shen Lin wrote for him is a very joyous one. I thought it was a song that was so filthy, but now it sounds quite brainwashing.

"The king asked me to patrol the mountains. I turned the world around, beat my drums, and beat my gongs. Life is full of rhythm."

After the king asked me to patrol the mountains and sing, Dai Chenglei also stopped to listen to Shen Lin's evaluation of him.

"You have sung this song very well, but it seems that there is still something missing." Shen Lin frowned slightly.

"What's the shortcoming?" Dai Chenglei was also at a loss, not knowing what was missing.

"There is still a lack of soul." Shen Lin suddenly thought of something, "In the future, you will ask Lao Li to give you the entire waist drum, and then the entire gong, and you will sing and knock at the same time. This way, there may be unexpected gains."

"The whole waist drum, the whole gong?" Dai Chenglei was stunned immediately when he heard this, and then smiled wryly, "Teacher, help me with the waist drum and beat the gong, wouldn't it be silly?"

"If you want to sing a good song, pretending to be ugly is nothing." Shen Lin laughed, "And I can guarantee that as long as you look like this, even if you can't win the championship in the end, you can leave a deep impression on the audience." Impression, maybe it can take advantage of the trend and become popular."

"Then I will listen to the teacher." Dai Chenglei did not struggle too much, and accepted Shen Lin's suggestion.

He came here with the determination to break the boat and just pretend to be ugly. For him, it was not a difficult task.

"Okay." Shen Lin smiled gratifiedly, "Mu Qing, you can sing your song."

(End of this chapter)