Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 191 Recording ([-])

"I don't have anything at home except this tape recorder. Don't tell me you want to sing a cappella! Can you sing well?" Ye Zhiqiu said without turning his head.

"I understand." Luo Yonglin couldn't help being stunned, then seemed to remember something, suddenly whitened his palm, and jumped excitedly to follow.

"Old Luo, what do you understand! Where are we going now!" Deng Guowu caught up with Luo Yonglin and asked.

"Among the few of us, which family still has musical instruments?" Luo Yonglin didn't say the answer, but gave a little clue like a guessing game.

"None of us have any musical instruments!" Deng Guowu and the others glanced at each other. They knew everything about what musical instruments they had bought!

"Stupid! I'm not referring to the few of us, but the few people we often hang out with. Think about it carefully." Luo Yonglin said persuasively.

"Playing with us?" Luo Wangjiu repeated softly, and gradually fell into deep thought.

"Damn, you're still playing a charade when you're at this point, tell me quickly." Deng Guowu really didn't want to think about this kind of question that seemed so profound to him.

"Didn't Jiang Hong's family have a guitar?" Luo Yong Lin Youdi hated iron and steel, but he never thought that he, Ye Zhiqiu, Jiang Hong, and Li Sen were all buddies from elementary school to junior high school, while Deng Guowu The four of them gradually joined their camp when they were in high school. They are naturally not as familiar with Jiang Hong as he and Ye Zhiqiu, so naturally they can't understand the situation of Jiang Hong who is halfway to the technical school. It is completely normal if they can't guess. .

"We haven't been to Jiang Hong's house, how do we know he has a guitar!" Deng Guowu and the others rolled their eyes.

"Can Jiang Hong play the guitar?" Luo Wangjiu asked weakly.

"Uh!" Luo Yonglin couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then said with uncertainty after a while: "It seems to be a little bit."

"Then what if he doesn't know how to play the song we want to sing? Then why don't we sing a cappella?" Liang Cheng asked suspiciously.

"...With your singing voice, you still want to choose a song!" Luo Yonglin glared at Liang Cheng, "You can play whichever song Lao Jiang can play."

"If he can only play the eighteenth 'touch', why don't we also sing the eighteenth 'touch'?" Luo Wangjiu said with a very lewd and 'slutty' smile.

"Shameless!" Luo Yonglin and the others looked at each other, and in the end they all extended their middle fingers together, ruthlessly despising Luo Wangjiu.This is a birthday present for the little angel, and Luo Wangjiu actually wanted to sing the eighteenth 'touch', which is simply the greatest blasphemy to the little angel.

"Hehe!" Luo Wangjiu touched the back of his head and smiled foolishly. If he really wanted to sing, would he really know how to sing?

Jiang Hong's house was only one row away from Ye Zhiqiu's house, and within five minutes, Ye Zhiqiu kicked open Jiang Hong's door.

"You guys, what are you doing?" Jiang Hong, who was sleeping late in the room, jumped up suddenly, seeing Ye Zhiqiu's six people ignoring his existence and filing in, he couldn't help rubbing his sleepy eyes, wondering 'Confused' said.

"You don't want to get up yet, the sun is already on your ass." Ye Zhiqiu lifted the blanket on Jiang Hong's body, put the tape recorder on the desk, sat on the bed by himself, and reprimanded Jiang Hong: "Do you want to go to the technical school?" The pressure has become less, and the five bodies are not working hard?"

"What are you guys doing?" Seeing five or six people sitting on his bed, Jiang Hong couldn't help feeling terrified. He was always worried whether his small bed could withstand the pressure of seven big men.

"It's nothing serious, I just want to borrow your skills to record something for us." Ye Zhiqiu pointed to the orange guitar hanging on the wall and smiled.

"You guys want to record songs?" Jiang Hong glanced at the tape recorder Ye Zhiqiu brought, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Don't embarrass me, at my level, I'm very reluctant to entertain myself, I'm not the one to accompany you Old life?"

"It's not asking you to play any difficult songs, just play the ones you know. If you can't play the intro, then don't. If you can simplify it, try to simplify it. Even if it's 'chaotic' playing the piano, you can play it for me. It's complete." Ye Zhiqiu also knew Jiang Hong's level, so he didn't ask too much of him.

"This is also possible." Deng Guowu and the others couldn't help being dumbfounded. Didn't they say that they wanted to give the little angel a birthday present?Of course, the better the gift, the better. According to Ye Zhiqiu, it's just dealing with things. This doesn't seem to be Ye Zhiqiu's usual style!

"Roughness shows sincerity, don't you understand? We're not masters, how perfect do you want to be?" Ye Zhiqiu gave a few glances at them, and reprimanded him inscrutablely.

"Okay, don't blame me if you can't play well." Jiang Hong got up helplessly and got dressed. After brushing his teeth, he took a good bite and ran in without thinking about breakfast. He took the guitar from the wall, and then He took out a few guitar books from the bookshelf on the table, and asked a few people: "See if there is any song you want to sing in it, if there is, just say it, I will see if I can play it completely, if not, I can only trouble you Another song."

"I don't care if you can finish playing other songs, these three songs must be played for me. This is what we all sang together." Ye Zhiqiu handed a piece of paper to Jiang Hong.

"Okay, I'll try." Jiang Hong smiled wryly when he saw the three songs on the paper.

"What song, let me see!" Luo Yonglin snatched the note from Jiang Hong's hand, and read softly: "You at the same table, true hero, Xiaofang, happy birthday!"

"Except for happy birthday and birthday, these four songs seem to be too biased." Luo Wangjiu whispered.

"It's just the lyrics that don't matter, just change it." Ye Zhiqiu is actually very helpless. At this time, Jiang Hong is most familiar with these few songs, and these songs are also the ones he usually practiced the most, but he I'm not sure whether Jiang Hong can play proficiently after recording nearly a year in advance. If Jiang Hong really can't, then he can only play by himself. After all, he also practiced in his previous life.

"Change the lyrics?" Everyone couldn't help being taken aback, they didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to have planned it long ago.

"Don't think about it, I already thought about these lyrics last night, just sing along. Don't look around, choose your songs quickly, this recording is a technical job, if you don't do it, you have to record it Can it be finished at night?" Ye Zhiqiu explained with a smile.

Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, several people quickly flipped through the guitar books, looking for songs that they like and are easy to play.

"Zhiqiu, what are you guys up to?" Jiang Hong, who was suddenly dragged into the group by Ye Zhiqiu when he saw several people rummaging around, couldn't help but asked with a dazed expression.

"It's the National Day birthday of a little girl who played with us. A few of us discussed what special gift we should give her. After thinking about it, we came up with this. And we will celebrate her on the court during the National Day. You want Don't go, if you want to go, we will count your share, of course, this is everyone's gift, you still have to prepare one yourself." Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.

"Is it pretty?" Jiang Hong's eyes flashed with longing.

"Just look at the expression of the bicycle prince. You don't need to ask me." Ye Zhiqiu pointed to Luo Yonglin, who was focused on picking songs, and smiled.

"Hey, then I want to participate too!" Jiang Hong immediately expressed his opinion.

"Great, let's pay ten yuan first." Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand, the expression on his face was like a big gray that had kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood.

"Ten yuan for what?" Jiang Hong asked puzzled.

"The money to buy cakes and snacks." Ye Zhiqiu said frankly.

"We still need to buy it! Isn't it just a gift?"

"Don't you want girls to pay to serve you?" Ye Zhiqiu said contemptuously.

"That's true." Jiang Hong thought about it, and quickly rummaged through the desk drawer, and finally found a tattered and old ten-yuan bill and handed it to Ye Zhiqiu.

"...You really know how to hide money, and you almost hid it." Ye Zhiqiu took the ten yuan bill that was about to be divided into two, and complained.

"Hehe, you also know that I'm a careless person, and I've been out of shape all day long. If you didn't say ten yuan, I really wouldn't remember that I still have money in the drawer?" Jiang Hong touched it. 'Nose, a little embarrassed and authentic.

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head with a wry smile, put the money in his pocket, and shouted to the bosses who were still flipping through the books: "Have you made your choice?"

"Okay, okay!" Several people replied at the same time.But when he asked Jiang Hong about the songs, Jiang Hong could only play one of the five songs selected by the five people. In desperation, everyone had to turn over again, but after choosing again, Jiang Hong couldn't play any of them. Everyone was completely depressed.In the end, he simply asked Jiang Hong what song he knew. After Jiang Hong said it, everyone was dumbfounded again. Among the songs he said, there was only one song that everyone could sing.

Everyone was completely at a loss, they could only look at Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu is also depressed, those who can sing can't play, and those who can play can't sing, this cooperation is too good, it seems that time does not allow to learn and sing now!And this also increases the difficulty of recording, do you really have to do it yourself?Luo Yonglin and Jiang Hong knew that they had never 'touched' a guitar since they were young, and now they could play and sing suddenly, wouldn't they be regarded as freaks by them.

"... I can't play the piano at the age of four and chant poems at the age of six? Is there anyone who stipulates that you can't play the guitar at the age of four." After thinking about it, Ye Zhiqiu had to play it himself, and at the same time found a very lame reason for himself, Anyway, it's not the first time someone has been treated as a freak.

"Okay, let's record these four songs first, and then think of a way after recording these four songs. We don't have much time right now." Ye Zhiqiu made the final decision.

After a few people think about it, they can only do this first, so the great cause of recording songs has finally officially entered the track.

Jiang Hong's room is only four or five square meters, and the space is small, but the echo effect is very prominent, which makes the sound of the guitar appear richer, and the recording effect will be better. This is why Ye Zhiqiu chose to live in Jiang Hong's house. The reason for the recording.

"Jiang Hong, now is the opening remark. You can add some soft chords. After I finish reading this passage, we will all wish the little angel a happy birthday, and then there will be this song for you at the same table. You all follow Jiang Hong Just sing. Remember that when I read the narration, you must not talk, even if you breathe, let me breathe softly." Ye Zhiqiu explained to several people in detail.

"Understood, when you say the narration, we will treat us as dead." Luo Yonglin and the others assured, patting their chests.