From Divorce Begins Entertainment

Fourth floor,

recording studio.

When Tan Yue walked in, there were two sound recordists sitting together playing games in the recording studio. Normally, the recording studio

on Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays will be busy, because the powerful programs used in the recording studio are concentrated on weekends.

Mondays and Tuesdays are much more relaxed.

Seeing a person suddenly walk in, a rather thin, white-skinned sound recordist put down his mobile phone, stood up and asked: “Hello, is there something wrong?”

Tan Yue said with a smile: “It’s like this, I have a song here, I want to ask our recording masters to help me carve an accompaniment, do you see it’s convenient?”

Seeing that the work was coming, another recording engineer with a red and green hat also put away his mobile phone and said, “Okay, you show us the score.”

Tan Yue coughed lightly and said, “This is a song I wrote myself, there is no score, but I sing it, can you record it?”

Bai Jing Recorder frowned and said, “This way, it’s a bit troublesome.”

Tan Yue took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled out two and handed them to the two.

The white recording engineer waved his hand again and again, signaling that he would not smoke, and the recording engineer in the hat hesitated, and also waved his hand and said no.

Tan Yue handed it over directly, and the recorder in the hat took it with a smile, not because of Tan Yue’s cigarette, but for smokers, passing cigarettes can bring the relationship between smokers and smokers closer.

“Okay, there won’t be much going on today anyway, you sing it, and the two of us try to write the song.” The recordist in the hat clipped the cigarette to his ear.

The fair-skinned sound engineer didn’t object either.

But for the next half an hour, the two recording engineers were really dumbfounded. This singing

is really spicy to the eye, there is no skill, singing skills to speak of.

But they all agreed to come down, or bite the bullet.

Just recording, the eyes of the two sound recordists looking at Tan Yue slowly changed.

This song… It’s kind of interesting!

…… According to what Tan Yue

sang, the two recording engineers sorted out the score and asked Tan Yue to come and get the accompaniment before leaving work in the afternoon.

Tan Yue originally planned to give money, but both insisted on not wanting it, saying that it was work.

However, after Tan Yue went back, he still paid for Sun Guoqing to run his legs, went to the supermarket downstairs to buy a box of cigarettes and a box of drinks and sent it to the sound engineer.

“Teacher Tan, what did you go to the recording studio for?” Zheng Guang originally thought that Tan Yue would come back after going to the recording studio for a while, but he didn’t expect to stay there for more than half an hour, and he was almost in time for dinner when he came back.

Tan Yue smiled lightly and said, “You will know in the afternoon, by the way, Director Zheng, are you okay at night?”

Zheng Guang shook his head and said, “It’s okay.”

Tan Yue said, “Let’s go together after work in the afternoon.”

Zheng Guang nodded and said helplessly: “Yes, but let’s think about how to improve the ratings of our program now.”

Tan Yue raised his index finger, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: “I have a way, but I can’t tell you yet, I’ll talk about it after work.”

“Oh, why are you ticking my appetite.”

In the afternoon,

six o’clock. The

staff in the stage began to leave work one after another, Tan Yue came back from the recording studio after taking the accompaniment, walked to Zheng Guang’s desk, leaned over the table and said: “Director Zheng, it’s off work.”

Zheng Guang stared at the computer and nodded, “Okay, I replied to this comment and left work.”

Tan Yue looked at Zheng Guang’s computer, and after seeing the content on the screen, he couldn’t help but think that Zheng Guang posted some interesting clips of “Wisdom Tree” on Weibo, interacting with his fans, hoping to pull some audiences.

However, Tan Yue has also seen Zheng Guang’s Weibo, there are only more than a thousand fans, and how much can the conversion effect be.

It’s really hard work.

When Zheng Guang turned off the computer, picked up the mobile phone and stuffed it into his pocket, he said to Tan Yue, who was waiting next to him: “Teacher Tan, what can you do?” Today I hold it all day, like a cat’s paw.

When Zheng Guang held a meeting for the group today, he specially advised everyone to try to forward “Wisdom Tree” on social software and friend circles, which is a mentality that no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are meat.

For the method Tan Yue said, Zheng Guang was not very hopeful, after all, he had thought about it a few days ago.

But after this time of contact with Tan Yue, Zheng Guang also knew that Tan Yue was not a person without purpose, since he said so, he must have some certainty.

Tan Yue smiled and walked out with Zheng Guang, “You’ll know later.” I

originally planned to call Xu Xu to come together, but I didn’t expect that this house suddenly wanted to go on a blind date, and I went to meet the woman as soon as I got off work.

Out of the TV station building, Tan Yue did not call a car, and took Zheng Guang along the road to the east.

“Teacher Tan, where is this going?” Zheng Guang wondered.

Tan Yue turned his head to look at Zheng Guang and said, “People’s Square.”

Zheng Guang was stunned, and said, “”I Am a Singer” seems to be holding an audition there tonight, right?” Teacher Tan, you won’t take me to see the audition, will you?

Tan Yue shook his head, looked in the direction of People’s Square, and said, “No.”

Zheng Guang snorted, and when he was about to continue asking, UU read a book www.uukanshu.com only to hear Tan Yue continue: “We are going to participate in the audition.”

“I lean!”

……

In People’s Square, the

news that “I Am a Singer” was going to hold this week’s audition here spread around through propaganda pages in the afternoon, and people in more than a dozen communities in a radius ran over to see the excitement after dinner at night.

Coupled with the passers-by who stopped to stop and watch, the number of people was even higher. From the grandparents who were

eighty or ninety years old, down to the little radish head of twelve or thirteen years old, the usually wide People’s Square suddenly became crowded.

Standing in the crowd, looking at the curious and excited girl next to him, Xu Xuan looked helpless, and persuaded: “Jingjing, I don’t think there is anything to see, let’s go back.”

Liu Jing shook her head and said, “No, I still want to play for a while.”

Promise suggested, “How about we go to the movies?”

Liu Jing vetoed, “It’s not interesting, this is the first time I’ve seen a filming program, you look at that big screen, will it start a live broadcast later?”

Liu Jing pointed to the large screen erected on the stage.

Xu Nuo looked in the direction pointed by Liu Jing and nodded: “Yes, the big screen is mainly an enlarged picture of the contestants later, I remember whether it is the upper left corner or the upper right corner, there will be contestants in the live broadcast room popularity rankings.”

Liu Jing listened and nodded.

In the other corner of the People’s Square,

Tan Yue pulled Zheng Guang to squeeze from the periphery to the registration point.

Xiao Wang, who was sitting at the registration point, saw Zheng Guang, stood up and beckoned.

Zheng Guang didn’t react, and only now did he realize that Tan Yue was not joking with him.

This guy really wants to participate in the live audition of “I Am a Singer”!