Even in another time and space, most of the singing on TV has been remixed - idol stars or multi-stars who act and sing, and if they really sing live, the sound will be terrible...
Those who really dare to sing at live concerts have a good foundation in singing skills.
The result of the discussion among several managers was to set up an advanced recording studio, mix the songs through post-production, and then record them into songs. During the performance, a lip-syncing mode without the microphone on would be used, which can generally guarantee the performance effect.
Then the problem arises: there are many people in Plaid Skirt Club who are proficient in idols and Japanese entertainment, but no one understands music. And recording a record involves arrangement, mixing, and a series of professional techniques in post-production. The only artistic consultant is Liu
Shui Xin doesn't understand this either. So these days, she has been practicing along with the accompaniment, and has never matched her lip sync once.
Seeing that the official performance was approaching day by day, but the recording was still not complete, several coordinators began to get angry. After an emergency meeting, Zhang Bolin was sent to condescend to ask Nangong Hao for advice.
Zhang Bolin, the "iron-blooded officer" of the Young Officers Club who has been accused of being a German stickman and Huang Na, who preaches artillery all day long and occasionally makes some "politically incorrect" remarks from the past, is actually a senior idol otaku. These two
It would be a bit incongruous for attributes to appear in one person at the same time.
Seeing that the rehearsal of the folk band over there was almost over, Zhang Bolin didn't even see a shadow. Wu Ciren started to get angry. He had sneaked out for a long time today just to cheer up the girls -
The veterans in the National Police must know that he is not doing his job properly: Recently, the National Police and Lingao Telecom are jointly carrying out an operation to crack down on the theft of telecommunications lines. It is already a big mistake for him not to go to the scene to command, let alone a desk.
There is still a pile of documents waiting for him to review.
Just when I was getting angry, I saw Zhang Bolin slowly coming back. His face was full of joy, and it was obvious that the negotiation went smoothly.
"What? He agreed?"
"Yes." Zhang Bolin said with a feigned tragic expression. "He promised to do it tonight - I paid a heavy price."
"You said it as if you were sacrificing your body." Wu Ciren was in a good mood and couldn't help but joke. "I'll try to get you some bottles of lotion..."
"Don't be a slut, I'm not a gay girl." Zhang Bolin said, "Nangong is pretty good. After I mentioned this, he agreed - no ambiguity at all. I thought he would be like Okamoto,
The East is so prejudiced against us..."
"Back then, opening up and closing was considered a heretic. It didn't matter if they despised us in the Odd Group: in the future, we would have the bitterness to sell." Wu Ciren said, "Having the bitterness to sell would also be the wealth of the Otuan. If the national conditions were not different, I would have
Just ask them to take to the streets to post advertisements."
"Zhang Yunmi should be asked to post this advertisement. We have to find a bad weather day when there are not many people on the road. Let's take some video data and then use it in the documentary: The first generation ace posted the advertisement in the cold wind of a rainy night.
..." As a senior idol nerd, Zhang Bolin has a lot of imagination.
"Don't start talking about whether there is something or not." Dongmen Chuiyu, who came in a hurry, interrupted the two people's endless thoughts, "I think it's better to let them sing along with the recording a few times. Otherwise, they will enter the recording studio and lose the tune.
nothing."
"The three songs we selected are all in Japanese, how can we sing along?"
"Please Liu Shuixin record it first." Dongmen Chuiyu said, "Let's split up and act as soon as possible. The General Staff has a lot of things waiting for me."
Outside the gate of Lingao Gymnasium, members of the art troupe were unloading their trucks and sorting them out. Musical instruments and equipment of all sizes were piled on the ground. The rising sun sprinkled red light on the faces of Okamoto and Nangong Hao, but the two veteran artists
His expression was not so clear.
"This Dongfang! What's going on? Why didn't such a big thing as the live rehearsal happen in time?" Okamoto complained helplessly. He had nothing to do with the lazy deputy leader. But he looked at helping to move the equipment.
The soldiers of the garrison battalion were about to leave as a group, but they still couldn't help but become anxious.
"I guess he overslept. Doesn't he like to sleep in very much?" Nangong Hao was a little calmer, "I like it too." He yawned widely. He spent the whole night with the girl idols last night.
Post-production.
"Leader, Nangong, the band members have gathered. Let's go in first. Arranging the equipment on stage will take time anyway." Liu Shuixin, who had not been seen for a long time, walked over and said.
The "Flower of the Senate" is wearing a light linen-colored floor-length dress today. It is made of starched silk and linen blended fabrics, and the style is simple yet elegant. At first glance, it seems to be from the old time and space, but it is obviously newly made.
The bright silver brooch seems to reveal a little bit of information. The word "liu" in Gothic style is held up in a V shape by two treble clefs "g", which is gorgeous and has a touch of artistic flavor.
This is obviously not a product of the office's special store. Dongfang knows very well: the clothing styles sold there are very simple. They are almost uniforms or work clothes, and there is absolutely no such thing that looks very stylish at first glance.
He had to find out where she got it from. This thought flashed through his mind instantly.
"Okay, let's go in first, and we can use the phone inside to call Bairen Dormitory to see if Dongfang is up," Okamoto said.
Lian Nishang walked in a hurry, the morning breeze blew the skirt of her white sportswear. There were not many pedestrians on the road beside the Wenlan River at the moment, and the direction leading to the gymnasium was very empty. She had already seen the front door of Lingao Gymnasium.
square.
Suddenly, she stopped, because Zhuo Yifan did not know when he appeared next to the lamppost in front of her, looking at her with a slight smile, as if there was something in his hand.
"Ah? Why did you arrive so early? I thought you came here by yourself to look for it for a while!"
The outspoken policewoman showed her habitual "superiority of naturalized people" again, as if Zhuo Shaoxia would be lost without her guidance.
Zhuo Yifan smiled and said nothing, thinking that with such a majestic building and such an open road, if I got lost, it would be a disgrace to the whole class. He said softly: "I got up early and took a walk when I had nothing to do. I went to Lingao in the morning market.
I have heard about pancakes for a long time, so I happened to come across them, so I bought some." He raised the paper bag in his hand and said, "Have you had breakfast? If not, you might as well try it."
The paper bag contains multigrain noodle pancake fruits: fried fruits, and rich spicy sauce and sweet noodle sauce. Although eggs are rare and expensive, eggs are generally not added, and the taste is not as good as the original version. After it was launched, it still
It has been welcomed by naturalized people and indigenous people, and the comments are: It is very hungry, and it will satisfy the craving. It will be even more delicious if it is paired with a bowl of tofu curd or soy milk.
He, a pampered young man, shouldn't have to do the chore of buying breakfast himself, but now the policewoman Lian Nishang is one of the few reliable local sources for him, the "dragon crossing the river", and everyone in the industry thinks that he cannot be neglected. Huashan School
The disciple's methods of win-over and win-over are quite decent.
Lian Nishang was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and said: "Thank you, Master, for your trouble. I've eaten, you can keep it first. Ah, Zuo Yamei should have arrived, let's go in quickly." After that, Zhuo Yi quickened his pace again.
Fan happily followed.
Stadium office.
"What? Are you sure that Dongfang Yuan has just left the dormitory area? That's fine! Thank you!"
Okamoto put down the phone receiver, raised his head, exhaled, and said to Nangong: "Okay, this kid is indeed such a piss-poor! Fortunately, he has already gone out. We don't wait any longer, let's do the sound check first."
The gymnasium was not cleared. Firstly, the art troupe only needed to occupy the space of the central basketball court for rehearsals. Secondly, the propaganda department of the Senate hoped that the core naturalized citizens would be more influenced by "mainstream culture". Minister Ding Ding specially sent reporters to follow up.
According to reports, the "Lingao Times" has recently published some articles introducing "Australian literature and art". Various units have also promoted and encouraged naturalized people to observe cultural festival rehearsals. Aboriginal people are not blocked if they want to enter, but they are not allowed.
Close to the elders.
Zuo Yamei came to the gym early. Although the rehearsal of the Plaid Skirt Club was later, after the instrumental ensemble of the Art Troupe, today she was invited by her friend Lian Nishang to practice fighting.
Of course, if she hadn't been so impressed by Mr. Zhuo's appearance that she glanced at last time, I'm afraid the young policewoman wouldn't have given up her early morning sleep so easily.
She sat on the bench, took out a bag of the high-yield purple-heart sweet potatoes and started chewing them. While humming the soundtrack of the club program, she watched with interest the "music band" conducted by the chiefs carrying dazzling
The "Australian Instruments" took to the temporary stage.
At this time, a chirping sound came from the door, and a teacher led a team wearing Fangcaodi school uniforms into the venue. These were the "outstanding students" selected by the education department from the Fangcaodi Drama Club and members of the selection team.
"Art Observation Group" is specially designed to receive the influence of the advanced culture of Australia and Song Dynasty.
Fangcaodi has changed into summer uniforms. The boys wear white short-sleeved shirts and navy blue trousers; the girls wear white navy lapel pullovers, red scarves, and blue pleated skirts, forming a pleasing picture of the elders.
Not to mention the natives, even among the naturalized people, this team aroused a burst of admiration. Some girls almost had fire in their eyes.
Even someone like Zhuo Yifan, who is not very interested in "Australian style", was attracted by the team: this kind of youthful and neat beauty was something he had never seen before.
Zhuo Yifan and Lian Nishang happened to be blocked at the end of the passage by this team. The Huashan heroes were very curious about the "childhood braids" in front of them. Not only were they unique in their Australian clothes, but these boys and girls were even more eye-catching. He appears to be particularly lively, with a red face, and is much taller than his peers in Ming Dynasty. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!