(ps, this article is purely fictional and invisible, as if reality is similar is purely coincidental)

(The literary and cultural background is the same except for music.)

Parallel world.

In early spring in the North City, the climate is cool.

The birds' singing voice that has never bloomed since winter also sang happily at this moment, playing the hymn of spring.

The vitality makes people intoxicated.

......

But Li Shaojie obviously didn't think so.

The bird that screams in spring...the bad guy's mood is in vain.

Not a good bird.

It was like the clamoring fat cuckoo in front of me, which made people want to kick it up.

Coquettishly lovely.

......

In Shencheng Art and Mei Music Studio, the only surviving tuner Li Shaojie has an extremely ugly face.

A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties looked like he was furious and slapped the table and slapped it.

Pa!!! Pa!!!

"I don't want to know what kind of dog p expertise you have!!"

"I just want to know if your voice can be practiced!"

The middle-aged man was wearing a suit and tie, but the flesh on his face kept shaking, staring at Li Shaojie domineeringly, as if the five ghosts were making a judgment.

"You can't practice so much nonsense, you can be a stimulator?"

The middle-aged man has a big belly and looks very good in food.

Although the adult-looking oily head looks very oily, it is indeed very big.

The slightly bald head can see the traces of the hard work of time.

"It's just such a simple requirement!! I can't do this well, why do you make money?!"

The middle-aged man glared at his eyes.

"Let our family sing on time?"

"If we can sing correctly, what else do you need to do with a tuner?!"

“…”

Li Shaojie was speechless.

Some clients have slightly higher eyes and slightly raised stands, and do not understand professional knowledge...

It is easy to do such behavior that is considered "unreasonable" to the eyes of industry insiders.

"No, brother, listen to me."

Li Shaojie scratched his head, smiled and looked at the middle-aged man, then looked at a beautiful and fashionable beauty beside the middle-aged man, and explained a little apologetically.

"Sound-making is not omnipotent, a small sound difference can be repaired."

"But...if you run too far, you want to force yourself to practice to the original track..."

"That song will be charged..."

"In that case, the effect of the work will be greatly reduced, and it's even better to listen to the out-of-tune..."

Li Shaojie was a little numb and tried hard to explain.

After all, the music studio relies on the Party A to have a meal.

When you encounter some weird party members who don’t know common sense in the industry, you must be polite.

"So, I suggest that Miss Su Zi Zi sing again, try not to go out of tune, as this will make the sound and the effect will be much better."

"Then he doesn't go out of tune and you still need to repair it?"

The middle-aged man seemed to hear something funny and couldn't help but sneer.

"The whole world sings are no longer out of tune. Why do you tuners do?! Are you going to drink the northwest wind?!"

"no......"

That's outrageous!

Li Shaojie's mentality collapsed.

If it weren't for this middle-aged man, he was the father of the Party A's financial boss...

Li Shaojie swore that according to his little temper, he would pick up the speaker and smash the man's head.

But.......

Life is a bitter tears.

"Even a professional singer will not go out of tune, but will not sing all the sounds perfectly!"

"After all, humans are not machines."

"Sometimes, the nuances that cannot be heard by the ears will appear flawed after mixing and combining with other instruments."

Li Shaojie tried to describe the significance of "sound-refining" work to an outsider.

"There is this very subtle difference in meditation, rather than running around eight hundred miles away..."

"If you run well, it's not that you can't practice it. It's just that the music style will become distorted. If there is electric meter, the concert will become bad, and singing will become electric eels..."

"Stop and stop!!!"

The middle-aged man impatiently interrupted Li Shaojie's explanation.

"After talking for a long time, isn't it just that I have to add money?!"

"laugh!"

After watching Li Shaojie for a long time, the middle-aged man looked at the trendy beauty beside him, raised his eyebrows and mocked him.

"It's worthy of being a musician. If you can make a sound, you can even write raps. It's amazing!"

Li Shaojie's face turned dark.

Hard!!

My fist is hard!!

“Geeh~”

The beauty named Su Zi Zi couldn't help laughing.

I looked at Li Shaojie.

Tsk tsk.

He looks pretty handsome, so what can I do?

Isn’t it just to add money to say so much nonsense?!

Thinking of this, Su Zizi acted coquettishly at the middle-aged man.

"Brother Yong~ It seems that I can't do it here~"

"Why don't we change one? They are anxious~"

Li Shaojie shuddered in his delicate tone.

Aversion to chills.

No matter who it is, when you see a young sister who looks in her early twenties and calling her brother in a middle-aged and fat old man, you may feel a little chilled.

"No!! I have to let him adjust today!!"

When the middle-aged man heard Su Zi Zi's words, he felt a little dull on his face.

I asked you to adjust, but you insisted on a lot of words.

It sounds like...

It can be adjusted but cannot be adjusted.

Save me face?!

I don’t care whether you are professional or not, I will ask you to adjust today!!

“When will you still be picky about customers?!”

"Young people just don't have a B-number. When I started my business, who dared to make demands on customers?"

"If you want me to say, pure tm is spoiled by young people!"
To be continued...