PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 408

"Who doesn't know this company, this is my Zhao Qianqian's recording studio, you, a sound engineer, have the guts to use my things secretly!"

"Could it be that even a sound engineer can bully me now?"

Zhao Qianqian was so angry that she couldn't do it, and now she planned to ask the chairman for an explanation.

And Zhang Fan was listening to the song, he wanted to pursue perfection in doing things, and was listening carefully to every detail.

But he was taken aback by the sudden shout.

Zhang Fan's face turned ugly, he took off the earphones directly, and turned to look at Zhao Qianqian who was behind him with red ears.

"Where are you shrew from? Shouting here?"

"It says Be quiet, are you blind?"

"Is this your home? Go crazy and go home, no one cares about you!"

Zhang Fan didn't know who Zhao Qianqian was, so he didn't pay attention to these things.

He hated being interrupted when he was concentrating, and he didn't give this woman any face at all.

What's the use of being pretty?In front of me, Zhang Fan, I dare to beat you even if you are unreasonable.

"You, you, you! How courageous!"

"Don't you know who I am?"

Zhao Qianqian's legs went limp in anger, and her body shook directly.

The assistant on the side quickly supported her, and then she stood still.

What made her directly break the defense was that this person didn't even know herself?
As a queen of a generation, even if I walk in a foreign country, I will be recognized by passers-by, okay?
"Who cares about my business, don't bother me, get out of here quickly."

Zhang Fan said angrily, he didn't want to pay attention to the two of them, and turned around to put on the earphones.

"This is my dedicated recording studio!"

Zhao Qianqian reminded again that this is her territory.

Why is this person more arrogant than himself?Why?

"Your? This building is still mine!"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, and was too lazy to continue to pay attention to this person.

"Okay, okay, you have the ability, right? See Chairman Wang coming, you are still so stubborn!"

Zhao Qianqian is now going to Wang Qianqian, planning to ask her to comment.

But the assistant on the side shook his head and said in a low voice.

"I called just now, and there is no one in the chairman's office. Today I should meet with someone from Gaoli Company, so I should go out."

Zhao Qianqian seemed to leave immediately after listening.

But she can't go!There are still songs to be recorded, and there is still the last one to finish.

It was originally later than expected, and something happened to the company two days ago, and it was delayed again and again.

I have to record the last song today, or I won't be able to catch up with the release on the Internet.

"Get up for me, I want to record a song!"

"I'll take care of you after I finish recording the song!"

Zhao Qianqian put down her bag, stepped forward and snatched Zhang Fan's microphone, and handed it to the assistant to ask her to change the sponge case.

"Okay, then shall I go first?"

Zhang Fan was a little speechless, it seemed that this woman was an artist from his company.

The name Zhao Qianqian, if I think about it carefully, I seem to have heard it before.

Zhang Fan just can't stand this woman's attitude, but after all, he is a person who works for himself to earn money. If he has a chance in the future, he can clean it up well.

Zhang Fan was about to get up and leave at this moment.

"Where are you going? Who will tune me when you leave?"

Zhao Qianqian frowned, and she was already cursing in her heart.

Does this tuner have cerebral palsy?

What the hell is he doing here?Is it just to anger yourself?

As soon as Zhang Fan heard that she needed a tuner, he thought for a while and stopped talking, and sat on the chair again.

Zhao Qianqian also suppressed the anger in her heart.

I'm cleaning you up after I finish recording the song!

Entering the recording studio, Zhao Qianqian tried her own throat.

The assistant also brought the original document and the lyrics score to Zhang Fan.

Do you really think of me as a tuner?
Zhang Fan smiled wryly, forget about the tuner, just be the tuner.

Soon, Zhao Qianqian gave Zhang Fan an OK sign through the glass.

At the same time, he did not forget to give him a white look.

Zhang Fan didn't bother to worry about it, so he pushed the music away and started recording.

"Neon-colored streets that never end..."

Just as Zhao Qianqian took a deep breath, she began to sing the first line.

"stop!"

Zhang Fan directly pressed pause and shouted through the intercom.

"What's wrong with you again?"

Zhao Qianqian took off her earphones, feeling like she wanted to go up and beat Zhang Fan up.

"What are you shouting!"

"Going out of tune after singing the first line?"

"You still say I'm sick? Did you go out without taking medicine?"

Zhang Fan also directly turned back, what is this woman doing?

The pitch is almost gone to my hometown, and any elementary school music teacher I can find is higher than her pitch.

"you!"

Zhao Qianqian blushed immediately, and she naturally knew that she was out of tune.

She has learned vocal music for so many years, and her basic skills are also profound.

But recently there have been some problems with my voice, otherwise I wouldn't be out of tune.

But the other party, a small tuner, dare to question himself like that?
Why?
"What do you know as a tuner?"

"What's more, aren't you just a tuner? Otherwise, what are you doing here? Are you eating rice?"

Zhao Qianqian also cursed loudly.

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, stretched his vocal cords, looked at the lyrics in front of him, and began to sing a cappella.

As soon as the singing came out, Zhao Qianqian immediately fell silent.

Zhang Fan's voice entered her earphones through the back of the ears.

The gentle and magnetic voice, with a bit of sadness that is difficult to detect and control, directly exaggerates the atmosphere that the lyrics want to express.

The singing spreads in the recording studio.

Zhao Qianqian opened her mouth slightly, she felt a little surprised.

This voice is so nice, even if it is sung without any accompaniment, it is still very nice.

And the intonation is also extremely accurate, it is simply at the textbook level.

But Zhao Qianqian soon blushed again, as if her face was on fire.

She knew what Zhang Fan was doing, she questioned whether he understood just now, but now Zhang Fan is using his strength to slap her face hard.

Soon, Zhang Fan sang the chorus for the first time.

He put down the lyrics in his hand and quietly looked up at Zhao Qianqian.

He looked at her expressionlessly, even with a bit of contempt in his eyes.

If it were yesterday, Zhang Fan would not have any opinion.

Because he didn't know anything about vocal music before, but now Zhang Fan's skills are at the master level.

In his eyes, singing out of tune and not being able to get into tune is the most embarrassing thing.

It's like you are a chef who can't even cut vegetables well.

Forget about raising pigs at home, it would be embarrassing to come out!
"I...my throat has herpes, so it hurts a bit."

"I didn't mean to be out of tune, I can sing well."

Zhao Qianqian is now like a little girl who made a mistake.

I don't know why, Zhang Fan's appearance just now is so much like her teacher when she was learning vocal music.

"Inflammation?"

Zhang Fan frowned, this really had a big impact, especially for these singers.

(End of this chapter)