Little milk dad big star

Chapter 73 Recording
Su Zimo stood on the sidelines and looked at Zhang Zelin and the others who were holding musical instruments in the field. After seeing them nod their heads, and knocked on the jazz drum a few times, the others also moved.

"Bang bang bang~"

Suddenly several different voices converged to form a cheerful and very rhythmic voice.

A series of powerful rhythms continuously passed into Su Zimo's ears, and he couldn't help but nodded.

Although the recording studio in front of me can be described by four words, it was almost the same situation when I came last time, and it is still the same now. Although I don’t know the specific situation, judging from the performances of the few people in front of me, it is not bad. Finally It can only be attributed to poor management.

Half an hour later, from the beginning with a little bit of rustiness, I can now play it perfectly without reading the score.

Zhang Zelin made a booing gesture to the three of Su Zimo who were speaking in a low voice. When they watched them quiet down and signaled that he would stop talking, he walked towards a complex set of equipment next to him, and looked at it. After reaching out to operate the complicated button, a huge red handle was pushed up.

After finishing the work, Zhang Zelin quietly walked back to the jazz drum and sat down. After nodding to several people to indicate that it was time to start, he beat the jazz drum vigorously, and the other three began to play the instruments in their hands.

Su Zimo listened to the familiar melody in his ears, and nodded in appreciation subtly.

As time passed, the powerful sense of rhythm gradually decreased, and when Zhang Zelin and the others stopped tapping their hands, only a lingering sound remained.

"Cuckoo~"

Just when the voice was about to disappear, suddenly, there was a burst of immature and cheerful laughter from behind the few people.

A few people were in a daze, looking at Su Xi'er who had stood behind them at some point, laughing at a white cat-like pet outside the window.

Zhang Zelin immediately walked over to turn off the recording equipment, and then looked at Su Xier who was still looking out the window and laughing, with a childlike face, she couldn't get angry at all, shook her head, and said to Su Zimo, "How about, Shall I do it all over again?"

Su Zimo thought for a while, and finally refused, "No, let's do it like this."

"But." Zhang Zelin originally wanted to say something, but seeing Su Zimo's firm eyes, he compromised and said, "Okay."

The reason for Su Zimo's insistence is nothing else, but simply wanting to leave the imprint of a little girl on his works.

After finishing speaking, several people walked towards the recording studio. Before Su Zimo left, he did not forget to carry Su Xier with him, and did not put her down until he approached the closed recording studio.

Under the eyes of several people, Su Zimo pushed open the closed door, walked in and closed the door, the small space was eerily quiet, as if a needle could be heard when it fell on the ground.

Walking to a device in the middle, he picked up the earphones on top, put them on his head, and made an OK gesture to Zhang Zelin, who was also standing in front of the device and wearing earphones, indicating that he could start.

Zhang Zelin nodded, looked at a complicated machine in front of him, stretched out his hand and pushed a few of the densely packed buttons, and then dragged the larger handle up.

Su Zimo listened to the familiar melody coming from the earphones, and swayed his body slightly in accordance with the rhythm. After he passed by, his teeth and lips moved slightly, and a clean and cheerful voice sounded

"Meeting in a sea of ​​millions
have the same understanding

how easy it is
you understand my stubbornness

I understand your temper

"

Zhang Zelin listened to Su Zimo's singing voice coming from the earphones, and frowned imperceptibly at the first sentence he spoke. When he finished singing the chorus, he pushed down the handle and looked at Su Zimo. Make a come out gesture.

Su Zimo nodded, put down the earphones and walked out. Looking at Zhang Zelin who was frowning slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and Chi asked what's going on?

Zhang Zelin didn't speak, and passed the headset over.

After Su Zimo picked it up, he listened to the singing voice from inside. After a few seconds, he couldn't help blushing, and took off the earphones, "What's the matter? It seems that my voice is not the same as usual?
"Is this the first time you came to the recording studio to record a song?" Zhang Zelin didn't answer first, but asked curiously. The last time the other party was only here to record the accompaniment.

Su Zimo nodded.

"That's right, when I went to the studio to record a song for the first time, I would ask you the same question." Looking at Su Zimo's slightly red face, he continued with a smile, "That's it, the sound outside is With a hint of harmony, and the recording studio is fully enclosed, your voice will be magnified many times. Of course, some small flaws will also be magnified. This is the time to test a singer’s real singing skills. Don’t rush to sing, take your time, some famous singers will take a while to record songs when they release their albums.”

Su Zimo nodded when he heard the words, went in again, picked up the earphones and put them on, nodding to indicate yes.

After 3 minutes, I looked up and looked at Zhang Zelin outside the glass, but I saw him shaking his head.

Su Zimo was not discouraged either. He listened to the melody in the earphones and continued to play.

10 minutes later
10 minutes later.
Three 10 minutes later.
after an hour.
Su Zimo took off the earphones, walked out of the closed recording studio with a burning throat, and said in a hoarse voice, "How is it?"

Zhang Zelin hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head honestly, "It's better than the beginning." After a pause, he looked at his tired expression and said, "Let's take a rest first, this matter can't be rushed."

Su Zimo nodded, walked directly to the side, and sat down on the ground without giving up.

Seeing this, Gong Jiuge leaned over and asked curiously, "It's so good, why do you want to record a song?"

"Why are there so many? Just record if you want." Su Zimo waved his hands, and every time he said a word, he had to press his burning throat.

So next, no matter what Gong Jiuge said beside him, Su Zimo just looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

As for Su Xi'er behind everyone, seeing Su Zimo's exhausted back, she rolled her eyes and saw a water dispenser in the corner. Stop at the water cooler.

Take out the paper cup from the grid at the bottom, look up at the button on the water dispenser, stand on tiptoe, and reach for the green button with your white and tender hand. However, I am too short and the water dispenser is too high to reach it. A little frustrated.

At this time, Su Xier's big ignorant eyes saw the stool beside her, she staggered over, pushed it to the water dispenser with difficulty, stepped on it carefully, looked at the green button in front of her, her face was full of joy He passed the paper cup over and pressed the green button, and a stream of clear water flowed down instantly.

After a few seconds, he released the button, looked at the water in the paper cup that was about to overflow, stretched his head over, took a few sips to make it less full, slowly climbed off the stool, and carefully held the paper cup towards Su Zimo. Staggered in the direction.

　Thank you in just right, Mr. Robin for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)