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After the recording was over, Ling Feng said, “Everyone, go back and have a rest first. Let’s meet up at three o’clock in the afternoon.”

Feng Si looked at the time. He was going back to sleep quickly.

For a moment, Jiang Shuangyu didn’t know whether to say that Ling Feng had too much heart, or whether he didn’t care about the stage performance at all.

You know, for instrumentalists who have never collaborated before, they need to find a gap between them., find each other’s rhythm.

This is very particular about technology and cooperation.

In many cases, it is necessary to practice again and again and use time to run in.

But why is Ling Feng’s time allocation so weird?

There is no way, Jiang Shuangyu was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with his rhythm, so he could only go back and practice secretly by himself.

If you don’t practice, you don’t know, but this song “Love ing” is indeed a song that can drive the audience.

He tried to record a demo.

Suddenly, I was attracted by Ling Feng’s song.

A thought suddenly popped up in my mind: “It would be great if this song was mine.”

The more times I can listen to it, the more I feel that this song must have been sung by someone before.

But Jiang Shuangyu wondered, could it be his own memory disorder that created this illusion?

He has a teacher who studies music in China, and the relationship between the two has always been very good.

He quietly contacted the teacher, and after confirming again and again that the song could not be spread.

He sent Ling Feng’s lyrics and music to the other party: “Teacher, just help me find out whether there are similar songs at home and abroad before? Or is there any similarity in the style of music?”

The teacher said firmly: “Don’t worry, leave it to me. I will definitely find it for you within three days.”

Once this thought came into my mind, it was out of control.

Chapter 55: It was discovered that the audio had been leaked before the rehearsal

When the appointed time came, several people gathered outside the recording studio.

Ling Feng played keyboard and lead vocal, Feng Si played bass, Jiao Haibin played drums, Liang Yuejie played lead vocal and guitar, Jiang Shuangyu also played lead vocal and trumpet.

Several people have a clear division of labor, and everyone has similar words.

After the official rehearsal started, Jiang Shuangyu felt the great pressure.

Liang Yuejie and the four of them were obviously working together for the first time, but it seemed that they had practiced together hundreds of times.

They cooperated quite tacitly, when and who would speak, when Liang Yuejie sang, how should Ling Feng’s keyboard show off, and so on.

Why didn’t anyone tell Jiang Shuangyu about these details before?

When Jiang Shuangyu made a mistake for the third time, Ling Feng put down the keyboard and said with some dissatisfaction: “Your personal style is too strong, didn’t I say that? The combination is to have the effect that five people are greater than five, Appropriately reduce your own personal style, and at the same time highlight the style of the combination.”

After Ling Feng explained it to him, Jiang Shuangyu still felt confused.

During the fourth practice, Jiang Shuangyu began to carefully observe Ling Feng’s expression.

Fortunately, this time, I easily solved the situation I encountered before, but then encountered new problems.

The progress of the band had to press the pause button.

If everyone made mistakes, Jiang Shuangyu would feel a little comforted.

The point is, the others haven’t made any mistakes since the rehearsal till now.

It seems that as long as this band leaves Jiang Shuangyu, they can directly perform on stage!

This made him feel a lot of frustration.

But Ling Feng still seriously analyzed his situation with him, and Feng Si beside him couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

What a drag.

However, due to sympathy, it’s not easy to say it directly.

“In this place of yours, when you enter, you must use a gradual rhythm. Don’t use high notes when you come up, but go from low to high, so that the audience has an acceptable process, and the part you sing, the voice is a bit tense, so don’t be too nervous. Your vocal condition is still good, you must enjoy the song and enjoy the performance.”

Ling Feng analyzed with him sincerely.

But Jiang Shuangyu was sweating nervously.

Can you tell me not to be nervous if I’m not nervous?

I’m almost dying of tension.

It seems that Ling Feng even praised me, hehe.

No, then how should I sing?

For a long time after that, Jiang Shuangyu doubted herself.

Ling took a look at today’s situation, and estimated that if he continued to rehearse, there would be no progress.

He said: “Then let’s stop rehearsing today. Everyone go back and watch your part a few more times. Let’s try to rehearse it once tomorrow.”

Jiang Shuangyu’s legs are weak. Everyone in their group is more famous than themselves.

Jiao Haibin and Feng Si are the must-have musicians for the opening ceremony of many first-line artists in China.

Although I am a little hot, but compared to them, what is I?

Even though his fame and strength were not as good as theirs, he still dragged his feet.

Jiang Shuangyu was so anxious that she wanted to slap herself twice.

No way, this can’t solve the problem.

Hard work can make up for weakness, he can only practice.

As a result, Jiang Shuangyu, a self-proclaimed genius, practiced all night just to be able to cooperate with Ling Feng and others.

At ten o’clock on the third day, everyone gathered in the recording room again.

Each of the four groups submitted a schedule.

Huang Yunqi and Zhou Yi stayed up all night to write the first version of the lyrics and music of this song.

Not to be outdone, the other groups completed the composition of the lyrics and music.

Gu Zhikai looked at the dark circles on the faces of the guests, and said with a smile, “Are you all so curly? It’s not the same rhythm as before.”

Today’s rehearsal can’t be considered as brilliant, it can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

It can be seen that Jiang Shuangyu has been practicing very hard.

Ling Feng didn’t criticize him too much, but just said a few points that still need to be strengthened.

A word from Ling Feng is Jiang Shuangyu’s whole night.

On the fourth day, Jiang Shuangyu finally received a reply from the teacher: “This songThere is indeed no similarity in the songs. I have checked many songs at home and abroad, and there are no similarities. You can release them boldly with confidence. ”

Meow, if this was my song, I would be so excited!

But, this is Ling Feng’s song!

That means the degree of plagiarism is almost zero.

He wanted to cry but said without tears: “Thank you teacher.”

It was the fourth day, which was the last day before the performance.

Everyone looked uninterested.

These two days of exhausting practice put everyone’s body into overload.

Except for Ling Feng and the others, they eat and sleep well every day.

You don’t need to practice for such a long time, and the effect of cooperation is still the best.

How can this not make people jealous!

But I never expected that on the day of the performance, there would be something wrong!

Ling Feng and the others had already stepped onto the stage. When it was time to cooperate with the lighting engineer in the lighting design, they were suddenly called away by the staff in a panic.

Seeing the frightened look of the staff, several people suddenly became uneasy.

Even director Wang Yongning came over in person. He looked at Ling Feng and didn’t know how to speak.

After hesitating for a long time, he said, “Your sound source…has been leaked.”

Immediately, Jiang Shuangyu’s head was thundered.

Could it be the one you passed on to the teacher?

Didn’t the teacher promise himself not to pass it on to the outside world?

Don’t spread it from me, please, please!

If this is the case, my life will be over!

Feng Si and the others immediately became angry. He couldn’t control his emotions and yelled, “Who on earth spread the word!”

Jiang Shuangyu huddled into a ball, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

Ling Feng was calmer than them: “Listen to me.”

As long as they have played together, Ling Feng has an impression.

However, this song was sung by Jiang Shuangyu.

There are even a few inaccurate places.

Jiang Shuangyu’s legs suddenly went limp, and she fell directly to the ground.

It’s over!

It’s all over now!

I couldn’t argue with myself.

It was only then that Ling Feng realized that what the system meant by “True and False Monkey King”.

Wang Yongning almost hated Jiang Shuangyu to death.