"Okay! With his two popular songs and handsome appearance, he can sell tens of thousands of copies." Seeing that Wang Chen didn't feel casual, Mr. Liu thought about it and reacted first.

"Wang Chen, do you have any other songs or can you write a few songs? If not, I will ask Mr. Zhang to write a few songs for you? Then, let's try the whole ten songs, brother, let's try it out?" Since Mr. Liu, who is in charge of the market, said that, Xie Haoran was not so worried.

"No problem, I'll do it myself!"

"What!" Wang Chen's confidence still surprised the others.

After all, Xie Haoran just asked casually, but this Xinneng didn't hesitate at all. Are you too proud? Is it really OK?

In fact, Wang Chen didn't say it casually. These songs have been inspired for a long time, but they were too lazy to write them out at that time. Now that I have been trying to release a movie, even though I have made up my mind to be a singer, then write down my own ideas.

Since the crew still had to recruit new ones, the professional photography team did not borrow it, and Wang Chen had to help Xiao Ming's father record a record before he had the chance to borrow this professional photography team. There was no way, now all this hope can be placed on Wang Chen.

Although they are still in the crew of three or five, and although there are already people in the investment promotion work, it is impossible to get the money immediately. If they can't get the money, they can't afford to hire others.

When Wang Chen was in trouble, in order to show his sympathy, the animals of 316 decided not to go back to the dormitory. Anyway, they could stay at the fat man's house at night. If they didn't help, they could sleep in the sofa in the company. So everyone decided to go shopping directly.

When Xiao Ming took Zhou Quan and Zhao Xiaohei to visit, Wang Chen was very troubled to write the songs of the new album in a quiet room.

After two days of playing with the songs I had already thought of, Wang Chen quickly wrote nine songs (“While You Are Still Young” performed at Ye Zi’s concert. For copyright issues and other issues, the copyright was already used.)

Fortunately, Wang Chen himself has talent in that area and has exchanged a lot of music knowledge. He can be regarded as a music talent. Although it is not born, it is also a talent!

He hummed the songs he wrote, and the songs were all warmer, and the entire album was added to give people a sense of vitality.

Two days later, Wang Chen, who was writing songs in the dark room, finally crawled out.

When he handed over nine songs to Mr. Zhang, the old man was as shocked as playing mahjong with several old men, and he touched himself for more than a dozen consecutive times.

Holding the music score in your hand, the more you look at it, the more trembling your hands become.

These eight songs are no less powerful than the songs circulating on the Internet now. This guy is such a genius? Why did he write so many songs in such a short time?

It is actually not very difficult for Wang Chen. These are his recent inspirations. If it weren't for perfection, they would reorganize them again. These songs came out in less than a day.

"Why? These songs are scattered? I, the old man, write a few songs for you, and then replace some of the good ones on it and save them for the next album to release?"

Yes, these albums are all fine, and he is a little reluctant to get them into one album at a time. You should know that the regular version of an authentic album on the market is only sold for 40 yuan, and it would be great if those albums can have one or two songs sung.

However, if the ten songs I have now gotten in my hands are fine, they will definitely become a must-order song for K-song songs.

I feel a little bit of a loss when I'm all on the same album.

It's so wasteful. I'll make a few songs that are average and put three classic songs in it. It's also a great album! In this way, the remaining songs can be released with two more albums, which is a great profit!

Wang Chen looked at the excited old man and said slowly: "What you want is this effect. Either you can't produce it, or you must be fine. And the company has relied on this album to bring about a life. If it is shoddy, it may not achieve the expected effect."

In this way, Wang Chen, who had just come out of the small dark room, was about to record the audio without stopping.

Fortunately, Xingying was once brilliant and had its own recording studio, which saved a lot of money.

"Is there a band in the company?" Wang Chen was a little confused.

"Hehe, you don't know this? My niece is a top student in the music department. I have already contacted them. A few people from their orchestra can come and help play."

Mr. Zhang said it a little guilty. It’s so pitiful that there is not even a company with its own band.

In the recording room, except for two or three recording engineers, Xiao Ming and his classmates arrived early and were bored playing with Landlords. Looking at the notes on Xiao Ming’s face, they knew that the few people were having a lot of fun.

Recording is a very focused and serious matter. The recording studio needs a wall with audio and sound insulation to ensure the purity of the sound quality.

Wang Chen looked at the recording studio and saw the digital mixer, recording studio computer, control room monitor headphones, recording studio monitor headphones, vocal effect instruments, etc., which were more modern. He was very satisfied.

At least it is many times more powerful than the simple recordings of his computer solving all problems in his previous life.

At the same time, there are many musical instruments, such as guitar, bass, drums, pianos, etc., which look quite professional, which makes Wang Chen feel very excited when he has been calm.

Seeing Wang Chen coming, Xiao Ming, who was not very good at playing cards, threw it away casually, and started to play a rogue, but in the end he had to leave it alone.

"Student Xiao Ming and other things really have no brand products." Chen Jie, who had a good hand, regretfully put the cards in his hand down one by one.

Looking at the good hand of cards that Chen Jie left behind, Xiao Ming felt a sense of gratitude. Grandma, fortunately, Letian came in time, otherwise he would have been stamped on his face. Otherwise, he would have found Zhang Zhen’s zombie talisman to take him away!

No! If you want to collect, you should take Chen Jie, a bastard who plays cards one by one!

Because of the battle, Zhao Xiaohei and Xiaoming's faces were covered with notes, while Chen Jie didn't even have a single one.

Seeing Xiao Ming and several others in the recording studio, Wang Chen jokingly pointed at Old Zhang beside him: "Why are the accompaniment you mentioned are these guys?"

He pulled off the notes on his face, straightened his chest and said proudly: "That's right, it's us! Actually, you don't know that we are all excellent music geniuses, but we are usually low-key, don't you think?"

Xiao Ming classmate, Zhou Quan and Ma Shangfei shook their heads at the same time and hid far away: "Don't take us with you, we are self-aware!"

"Damn! You don't know how to cooperate? Bad friends, a group of bad friends!" Zhao Xiaohei shook his head in disappointment.

Wang Chen looked at Zhao Xiaohei: "Okay. I know that your five-decreased breasts have no meat anymore, so I don't have to stand it."

Zhao Xiaohei straightened his chest again and said proudly: "I have a flat chest, I am proud!"

"abnormal!"

At this time, a female voice sounded at the gate of the recording studio, and the girl in a dress glared at Zhao Xiaohei angrily.

"You! Huh? Have we met you somewhere?" Zhao Xiaohei was about to scold him, but found that the girl looked familiar.

"You have recognized the wrong person, I don't know you."

Seeing that his niece came, Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Mengmeng, why are you the only one? Where are the people in your orchestra?"

"Uncle, they will arrive later, I will come first."

Seeing his uncle, the girl smiled on her face, she stepped forward intimately and hugged his arm, shaking it, and was a girl who was acting coquettish.

"Uncle, didn't you say we would come and accompany you? Where are the people?"

"Hey, it's him, let me tell you..."

"Ah, it's you!"

"Hello Senior Sister Mengmeng."

Before Mr. Zhang could finish his words, Huang Mengmeng screamed and was surprised when she saw Wang Chen. Because they were all from Nanhua University, their recent movie "My Parallel Time and Space Career" was so popular. Why did this person suddenly appear here?

"Aren't you a movie? Why do you still have to release an album?" Huang Mengmeng was a little surprised.

Although she had heard Wang Chen's songs at the concert, and knew that the performances at the freshman's party were indeed good. However, this is not a junior who was a professional, although he was talented, he had to release an album or something. It was far from that. You should know that the album is not something that anyone with a little talent can produce.

"So you know each other." Old Zhang said, looking at the expressions of the two.

"Yes, I watched my senior sister's performance during the freshman party, which was great!" Wang Chen really felt that. He still remembered the senior sister's song "Exaggeration" very vividly.

Hearing someone praising his niece, Old Zhang felt proud on his face and hurriedly said, "Actually, it's a little worse than you, but she is still very talented."

"This is a song written by Lotte. You can show it. If there is no problem, wait until the two of your band come, and rehearse it. If possible, we will start recording."

Mr. Zhang casually taught Huang Mengmeng the song score in his hand.

"Wow! Uncle, then when did you write a song for us? You actually helped you write so much." Huang Mengmeng took over the song score and was a little jealous.

No matter how thick-skinned Mr. Zhang was so ashamed to hear this sentence: "I can't write such a good song, these are Wang Chen's works."

"What!"

Huang Mengmeng was surprised and quickly flipped through the song score in her hand a few times. She wrote lyrics, composing and arranging the music. All the columns said Wang Chen, and she swallowed.

Looking at the song in the song score and hummed a few times, Huang Mengmeng became addicted to it. It took half an hour to come to her senses. Looking at the members of her band standing beside her for some time, she was really shocked.

“It’s very well written.”

Li Yu of the band sighed. He always thought he was a day in music, but after seeing the song score of his junior brother, he realized that he was not that bad. It seemed that there was still a long way to go on the road of music.

"Is this song sold?" Tan Wen said.

Xiao Ming, who had been yawning, gave him a hygiene ball with disdain: "Sell a yarn! I'm going to start recording the album."

Huang Mengmeng pulled Tan Wen's sleeve: "Don't make trouble!"

So, he became timid again.

"No problem with the performance?" Mr. Zhang, who had been waiting, asked out loud.

"no problem!"

"Okay, then let's try it first?"

In order to achieve the best recording effect and ensure that there is no noise, several people discussed it and decided to separate the sound of each instrument.

The title song "Night Sky" started recording, mainly with guitar accompaniment, combined with wooden flutes, electronic piano and other instruments. With the skillful performance of several people, the accompaniment of the song was quickly included.

The inspiration for this song comes from the starry night sky in the primeval forest.

During the time when he was thrown into the Golden Valley by his cheap father-in-law, Wang Chen often looked up at the starry night sky.

After the accompaniment was included, the sound of crickets and the laughter of the children added by Wang Chen in the prelude surprised everyone, and they felt like a stroke of genius.

When Xiao Ming, who was shocked to see those people, touched his muscles, slapped Zhou Quan on the shoulder and said, "Do you feel anything? Why don't I feel so much?"

"Isn't you talking to someone who is not artistic?" Although Zhou Quan turned his eyes on Xie Jiaming with contempt, he actually didn't feel that he was very impressed. Is this thing really as good as what they said? Why can't I feel it?

Zhao Xiaohei and Ma Shangfei quickly pretended to understand, and felt like they were focused on showing off for twenty years.

Except for Xiao Ming and his classmates who came to play soy sauce, these musicians found it incredible.

Standing in front of the microphone in the recording studio compartment, he brought soundproof headsets and made a ok gesture to the person outside the glass wall of the recording studio. The recording engineer began to play the already prepared accompaniment music.

Several people were wearing monitor headphones in front of the outdoor mixer in the recording studio, preparing to monitor Wang Chen's auda.

Yes, this kind of recording method is generally used in recording studios. The singer’s headphones in the recording studio will play song accompaniment, and the monitor headset of the recorder in front of the mixer has no accompaniment.

This advantage is that the advantages and disadvantages of the sound can be clearly distinguished so as to point out the shortcomings of the singer's voice.

The prelude to "Night Sky" sounded, and the rhythm and pitch were very accurate.

"This beautiful starry sky is full of your smile, the beautiful fireworks wither and hazy, I am thinking of your appearance so much."

Wang Chen's voice was very clean, like the feeling of a clear spring passing through his heart. In some places, even Mr. Zhang, who had worked for decades, felt inferior to him.

But after all, Jiang is still old and has a lot of experience. The decades of work experience are not in vain. During the recording process, he pointed out some of Wang Chen's shortcomings in his voice.

Although Wang Chen was very careful with his voice, he still ran away from time to time and broke the sound. It took two days to finish a song.

With experience, Wang Chen made fewer mistakes when recording other songs. Gradually, his recording speed also greatly accelerated.
Chapter completed!