Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"it is good."

　　Click to play.

　　Then, Wu Shaobai heard a piece of music composed of flutes, drums, and guzheng.

　　While the music was playing, Laozai was still pointing out:

　　"Here is the prelude, and then... dah dah dah dah dah... dong! Here, start the chorus stage..."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded and hummed softly with his words:

　　"I'll close the mountain and order some wine..."

　　"Here the chorus ends, the chorus begins, la la la la~...then here the chorus ends with the chorus, followed by the interlude. Listen to this drum~..."

　　After listening to a accompaniment, Wu Shaobai nodded and gave a thumbs up:

　　"Sure enough, you are professional."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Obviously, Lao Zai is also very happy to be recognized by Wu Shaobai:

　　"Actually, this song has given me a lot of inspiration. This kind of song that can be said to be an emerging national style is my first time trying. Not to mention, the effect after recording is really good. By the way , are you listening to "Little Fairy"?"

　　"Out too?"

　　Wu Shaobai was surprised.

　　Laozai nodded:

　　"There is enough inspiration. After "Guanshan Wine" was released, "Little Immortal" came out by the way. The only thing missing now is the song by your guest."

　　"Okay, let's listen to the little fairy first."

　　Following Wu Shaobai's words, Lao Zai started the second accompaniment.

　　"Deng deng deng deng er mile er er..."

　　This time the accompaniment is relatively simple, but the playful flavor is much stronger.

　　Moreover, it is similar to the accompaniment of Wu Shaobai's most complete vocal group at the time.

　　Wu Shaobai hummed subconsciously:

　　"It's been a little weekday..."

　　And this "Little Fairy", his tacit understanding with the accompaniment is much stronger than "Guanshan Wine".

　　There is almost no need for Laozai to mention when to stop and when to sing, he is already familiar with it.

　　After listening to a accompaniment, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Okay, let's start then?"

　　"Okay, where to start first?"

　　"Well..."Little Fairy", let's just use it as a drinking venue... ...... This song will be released in a studio version, and I will go back to the Internet, but I still turn on the mic at the show, how about it? ?"

　　For his choice, Lao Zai is not surprised.

　　The reason why some people choose to open the mic is actually to cover up the flaws of their own voice.

　　But this one doesn't need it at all.

　　People have the confidence to open the wheat.

　　Wu Shaobai walked into the soundproof room and put on a headset.

　　"Hello, Mr. Wu, can you hear me?"

　　The words of Lao Zai came through the earphones.

　　Wu Shaobai gave a thumbs up.

　　"Open the iPad, I'll pass you the lyrics... er... You shouldn't need the lyrics, right?"

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai shook his head with a smile, and said softly into the microphone:

　　"I've sung this song eight hundred times, if not a thousand times. No need."

　　"OK, let's do it again first."

　　"Ok."

　　Outside the soundproof room, Lao Zai played the accompaniment.

　　The prelude sounded slowly, followed by Wu Shaobai's vocals:

　　"It's been a small week~"

　　"Recite the curse and pinch the finger~"...

　　The voice is soft, brisk, and playful.

　　Hearing this tone, Lao Zai nodded secretly, and his expression became more relaxed.

　　Wu Shaobai's voice really doesn't need any kind of sound modification.

　　People can control their own voices by themselves, and they don't say when they should make a sound.

　　Just listen quietly.

　　Thinking of this, Lao Zai took out a cigarette in the cigarette case and lit it.

　　"Clap."

　　"Sigh~~~"

　　He narrowed his eyes slightly in the smoke.

　　Along with this smoky fantasy, the image of a young Taoist priest with a clean face and a bun appeared in front of his eyes.

　　It is exactly the same as Wu Shaobai.

　　Extremely comfortable.

　　Unconsciously, he hummed:

　　"Whether it's asking about marriage~ or asking for an official~ I'll chant a curse, pinch my fingers, count, and point out one, two, three~~~"

　　"Whether you listen or not~ Whether you believe it or not~ You and I are in this life~ Destined early in my life~~~~".

Chapter 1804

　　Little immortal, Wu Shaobai's record is stable.

　　No turbulence at all.

　　He is too familiar with this song.

　　Lao Zai didn't even mean to correct it.

　　It just helped Wu Shaobai find a suitable sounding distance from the microphone.

　　He was a little squeamish just now.

　　After finding a suitable location, the two came again.

　　Laozai has been determined, and this version is regarded as the official version.

　　It just sounds so comfortable.

　　And after "Little Immortal" was recorded, it was "Guanshan Wine".

　　Wu Shaobai has sung twice in a row. Out of concern, Lao Zai asked:

　　"Mr. Wu, do you need to drink some water to adjust?"

　　"Need not."

　　For Wu Shaobai, this level is not even a warm-up.

　　He coughed twice, spit out the turbid air in his throat, and before the accompaniment started, he made a sound of "Hey~~~~~~" with a very strong opera style, right Laozai nodded:

　　"Okay, let's get started."

　　"it is good."

　　Music starts.

　　dong dong dong dong...

　　The dull sound of the drum was accompanied by the flute and guzheng sounding at the same time.

　　A play tune came from the iron horse Glacier's dream.

　　"I've ordered wine since Guanshan 29~ Qianqiu will be in my throat~"

　　"More Boiling Snow Drinking and Charming Conspiracy~~~"...

　　"Tsk."

　　Lao Zai, who maintained the recording state, couldn't help but sighed with emotion.

　　"I'm an old friend for thousands of miles~ Qingshan Yingbai's head~"

　　"Young people still borrow silver guns to be romantic~"

　　That's awesome.

　　this voice...

　　Absolutely.

　　……

　　The same twice.

　　After the two recordings, Wu Shaobai came out and listened to the effect.

　　And because the proficiency of this song is not high, Laozai gave a lot of guidance after listening to it.