After becoming an interstellar koi

Chapter 80 081
Don't burn your mouth, rap!

Yin Yi looked up at Bai Shu who was not frowning outside the glass window, and said angrily, "You do what you want."

Bai Shu took off his jacket and handed it to his assistant, Ayu, who opened the door and walked into the recording studio. He looked at the lyrics and music on the music stand, put on his earphones and sang along with the rhythm.

The recording studio was extremely quiet, and Yin Yi could clearly hear the vibration of Baishu's vocal cords.

The yellow warm light hit Bai Zhu's exquisite side face, his high nose, thin lips, sword-like eyebrows slanted into the strands of black hair at the corners of his temples, his handsome side face, his facial contours were flawless and perfect. Can be picky.

Even in the entertainment circle full of handsome men and beautiful women, Bai Shu's appearance is top-notch.

Yin Yi was less than a fist away from Baishu, his warm body temperature passed through the thin white shirt to Yin Yi's cold skin, Yin Yi breathed the smell of his men's perfume, unconsciously , her eyes gradually blurred when she looked at Bai Shu.

Zhang Yuan never told Yin Yi that Bai Shu is a gold medal producer and one of the few all-round talents in the entertainment industry, who can compose lyrics, compose music, and be a director of photography.

Bai Shu is only 35 years old this year, according to the interstellar age law, he has only reached adulthood for five or six years, but he has achieved outstanding results.

He is extremely sensitive to the film and television market. The film and television dramas and variety shows he invests in rarely make mistakes. It is simply a genius to gain a firm foothold in the entertainment circle in just a few years.

Although there are reasons for it, Bai Shu's professionalism and ability are outstanding, dozens of times ahead of his peers, and it is most appropriate to describe it as a dragon and a phoenix.

"Baby baby, I want to replace all the emotions in your heart"

Bai Shu's singing is not as deep and magnetic as speaking, the clear tone is like the middle and high notes of a piano, and the strong appeal makes Yin Yi involuntarily follow the emotion of the lyrics.

The lyrics are long and rap, and Yin Yi's headache is caused by the mixed tongue.

After Yin Yi sang a song, Yang Siwei's voice of appreciation came from the earphones, "Mr. Bai is still the same as before, and I listened to this rap so heartily, are you thinking about releasing an album?"

Yang Siwei's frown that had been frowned for a whole day finally relaxed. His face was radiant after sweeping away the previous haze, and his unopened eyes seemed to be reminiscing about the auditory feast just now.

Bai Shu's deep black pupils reflected Yin Yi's surprised appearance, and a sly look flashed in his eyes, "How is it?" He didn't realize that there was a hint of intimacy in his relaxed tone.

Yin Yi gave a thumbs up, "Boss Bai is amazing."

Baishu's sense of rhythm and music is beyond Yin Yi's expectations, and there are not many people who can make Yang Siwei take the initiative to make an album.

Yin Yi's slightly perfunctory answer attracted Bai Shu's sideways glance. He took a step back and moved away to make way for the condenser microphone dedicated to recording. The gentleman stretched out his hand, "Try it."

Just try it.

Yin Yi swayed her ponytail and went back to the microphone to gesture to Yang Siwei outside the recording room. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't handle the lyrics that burned her mouth, so she must have straightened her tongue this time.

When the music started, Yin Yi put her whole heart and soul into it. The emotions and voice in the previous part were all precise, but when she reached the rap part, she couldn't straighten her tongue.

I sang it several times in a row, but it still didn't feel right.

Yang Siwei looked at Yin Yi who made frequent mistakes and quickly asked her to stop and rest.

Yin Yi sang dryly, she pushed open the door of the recording studio, Chang Xiao greeted her and handed her a glass of water to moisten her throat.

Yin Yi drank a couple of sips, and went back to the studio to record as if he was angry with himself. The effect was getting worse and worse, so he could only go out in a dull mood, squatting in a corner in a daze.

Yang Siwei put down his earphones and looked at Yin Yi worriedly, "It's been a day without any progress."

Yin Yi, who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, replayed the entire recording process and the skills taught by Yang Siwei in her mind, turned around silently, and thought about the details facing the wall.

Yang Siwei frowned and said, "What happened to her?"

Bai Shu sat on the high chair and drank water slowly. He looked at Yin Yi, who was like a mushroom, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "I'm autistic."

Yang Siwei sighed and said, "She is the one performing on the stage, she has to cross this hurdle by herself, and none of us can help."

"I gonna go see."

The closed environment made Yin Yi feel restless. She looked back at the helpless Yang Siwei who pushed the door out and walked up the spiral staircase aimlessly. Only when the moist wind blew on her face did she realize that she had reached the stairs. top.

Today's weather is gloomy, like being in a closed sphere, gloomy, depressing, and hot.

Yin Yi leaned on the railing and looked up at the sky. Silver lights occasionally flashed across the thick clouds, which were speeding cars.

After the silver light is a white line, like a small tail.

Yin Yi looked at the little tail obsessively. The white lines stretched and magnified in her eyes, turning into a miniature model of an interstellar warship composed of more than 3000 silicon-based civilizations.

The last battle between carbon-based civilizations and silicon-based empires in the Milky Way and Andromeda galaxies came to her mind.

In the vast and boundless universe, a silver phalanx gradually appeared against the background of the shining stars. This is the Starfleet of the Silicon-based Empire.

Fifteen million interstellar warships are rushing towards the carbon-based federation like bolides.

The mighty interstellar warships are fighting fiercely in the vast and boundless cosmic forest. The soaring flames caused by the explosion make the surrounding stars dim. The splashing meteorites easily penetrate the indestructible mechs, and the solid blood that accumulates into rivers floats in the dark universe. .

Tens of thousands of planets explode instantly under the attack of antimatter bombs, and the brilliant light radiates the entire universe.
"Forward, forward, forward! With the belief of victory, advance for the hope of the empire!"

Yin Yi involuntarily sang war ballads in his native language. The weird tune made Bai Shu, who was chasing up, stop to taste the majestic tune. As soon as his front foot landed, the singing stopped abruptly.

Bai Shu took the fast food and walked to the rooftop generously, "Have you eaten yet?"

Yin Yi subdued his vigilance without any trace, and said indifferently: "I'm not hungry."

Bai Zhu chuckled and put the fast food on the concrete platform, counting the direction of the wind to let the delicious smell of the food blow into Yin Yi's nose.

Hungry, Yin Yi sneaked a glance at the mouth-watering food, her nose and stomach were suffering, she sniffed, and said, "Boss Bai is also here to blow air?"

Putting one hand in his pocket, Bai Shu cut to the chase and said, "I'm here to talk to you about this song." He paused, and glanced away, "Eat first, and only when you're full can you work hard."

Yin Yi saw that he was coming openly and honestly, and after a few slaps, he listened to Bai Shu's essentials, "Singing is a skill, first fluent, then emotional, what is the song you are most familiar with, double the speed, and change the tune."

Yin Yi hummed the season of the wind, and Bai Shu listened and pointed out, "The rap singing method is faster and does not pursue the pronunciation standard. There are some parts that can be played quickly to keep up with the rhythm of the music. You just lift your chin slightly and hum with your nose upward."

Bai Shu's method is simple and effective. Gradually, Yin Yi found a sense of music, and the rap became smoother and more effective, and Yang Siwei finally showed a gratified smile on his face when he returned to the recording studio.

After the recording, Yin Yi went back to Yusen Entertainment. Before his butt was hot, he saw Chang Xiao walking over with a serious expression.

　Notice: The small koi carp will be on shelves on June [-]. I hope everyone can support it. The first order is over a hundred and the next day will be updated.thank you all.

　　
　
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