Liu Hai's first day of recording did not end until 9 pm. Liu Hai looked at the few people outside the glass wall who were talking. From their expressions, Liu Hai could see that they were very satisfied.
"Old Han, what do you think of your bangs?" Feng Delun didn't leave the recording studio all day, even during dinner. After the second song, The Outside World, was recorded, Feng Delun asked Han Feiyun.
Han Feiyun didn't say anything, nor did he look at Feng Delun. After thinking for a while, he took the cigarette out of his mouth, flicked the ashes into the ashtray, and said,""The quality of the songs is not bad, but what about your artiste? He's a wild singer, but he's very intelligent and has a strong ability to accept things. There were still some flaws during the recording in the morning, but now I can't tell at all. He's a pretty good singer."
Han Feiyun took a puff of his cigarette and said to himself,""What about this Xiao Liu? The most obvious characteristic is not how good the singing technique is, but that he has a voice that can be heard and remembered. He has a relatively wide range of voice range."
After hearing Han Feiyun's words, Feng Delun and Jiang Tao looked at each other. He was overjoyed. They had known Han Feiyun for a long time, and they had often heard him strictly prohibit music in the music industry. He rarely praised people or evaluated singers, but Feng Delun heard his expectations for Liu Hai from him, which made him more confident in the company that had just opened.
Liu Hai had been recording for a day and a half, and Shen Xin was a little tired. He had just finished three songs on an album, and each song felt like he had fought a war. Only he knew the tears in his eyes, but he had gained a lot. It was as happy as a new sprout that had just sprouted and smelled the clear air. Today was the day he went to Sister Fei's studio to practice. Liu Hai finished recording the third song in the morning, told Han Feiyun and ran away.
" Haizi, look, it's almost noon. Why don't we have some outside?" Feng Delun said as he drove.
"Brother, forget it. I just want to sleep for a while now. I don't want to eat at all.”Liu Hai said as he leaned against the passenger seat with his eyes closed. He did not even look at Feng Delun. He just said with his eyes closed. To be honest, he was really tired.
Feng Delun could also tell that Liu Hai was exhausted. He had not rested for the past two days, and he could not take it anymore." Hai Zi, I'll be fine after a few days. I know it's not easy to record an album, but…"
" Brother De, I know. Don't worry, I can hold on," Liu Hai interrupted Feng Delun. His eyes were still closed, but he was still thinking about the past two days. Han Feiyun had taught him a lot in the past two days, from singing to the technique of making a sound. Liu Hai was in the car, and sometimes he even made a soft sound. Feng Delun didn't disturb him anymore, seeing that Liu Hai hadn't gotten out of the feeling of recording. He drove silently and glanced at Liu Hai from time to time.
After Liu Hai came back, he immediately lay on the bed. Fortunately, Liu Hai had been silently practicing his cultivation technique after singing for the past few days. Otherwise, his throat would have been unable to take it long ago. However, Liu Hai was still a little tired physically and mentally.
In the afternoon, Liu Hai went straight to Wang Kefei's studio. In the music studio, Liu Hai met Wang Kefei's dedicated musician, a middle-aged man named Li Xingshui. Li Xingshui saw Liu Hai's experience from the form that Wang Kefei had given him, as well as Wang Kefei's evaluation of Liu Hai. Li Xingshui had also heard Wang Kefei sing the song " Legend ". It was a good song. He really didn't know what kind of person Liu Hai was to be able to write such a deep song.
" Hello, Mr. Li, my name is Liu Hai." Liu Hai stood in front of Li Xingshui. Were all musicians the same? They acted as if someone owed them money. Li Xingshui was like that, and so was Han Feiyun.
"Alright, you wrote 'The Outside World'. Is it your original work?”
"Yes, teacher."
"I've seen the song you sang for Feifei.'Legend' is a good song, but why don't you sing it yourself?”
After Liu Hai heard Li Xingshui's words, he was stunned. He thought for a moment and said,"Thank you for your praise, Teacher. As for why I didn't sing it, I have two reasons. One is that I hope Sister Fei can give me a chance under the same conditions. The other is that I'm a fan of Sister Fei. Besides, I can't sing the feeling of this song. Only Sister Fei's voice can make this song better.”
"You're very straightforward, but you need to be tough to forge iron. Feifei also told me to listen to more of your songs, hoping to stand out in the competition and minimize unnecessary flaws in your singing. She values you very much, but not because you gave Feifei a song, but because you have the potential."
"Thank you, Teacher Li. Thank you, Sister Fei, for your care."
" Feifei's singing skills have been honed quite well over the past few years as a singer. To be honest, her voice is very spiritual and can easily move people's hearts. The only flaw is that her style is too fixed. There are very few songs that are suitable for her to sing, but it's very difficult for her to create songs that can move the audience. Therefore, every album I release is a bit of a headache. I wonder if you... Do you have any similar songs in your hands..." Li Xingshui looked at him with a hint of desire in his eyes. Li Xingshui was also in his forties. He had also created some good songs, but every time he produced an album for Wang Kefei, he had a headache. He had worked with Wang Kefei for several years and had been very harmonious with her. Wang Kefei had also given him a very high salary, but he was afraid of writing songs for Wang Kefei. That ethereal voice and absolute diva level tone often made him feel that he could not start writing.
"There is…there is, but it is not very mature. The main tune is very suitable, but it is not perfect. I don't know how to perfect it."
When Li Xingshui heard that there was another song, it was fine even if it was not perfect. For someone who had been dealing with music all year round, as long as he was given a tune, he would be able to follow it. He hurriedly said," Xiao Liu, can you sing or hum?" Li Xingshui's anxious look made him lose the seriousness that was unique to musicians.
Liu Hai originally wanted to give this song to Wang Kefei, but he was afraid that people would say something bad about it, so he didn't release it. Now, he could only use an incomplete version of the song to promote it.
" This song is called 'Sky.' I'll sing it first. Please listen to it." Liu Hai hummed softly as soon as he finished speaking.
my sky
Why are my tears so wet?
my sky
Why is my face always grey
Drifting on the other side of the world
Let loneliness invade
over and over
Sky
Drawing a long line of longing
Liu Hai imitated Wang Kefei's tone and sang. In the prelude, Liu Hai used a humming tone to accompany the song. After the nasal voice, he spoke in a flat tone that made people hold their breaths, which made Li Xingshui feel a chill. As soon as the singing came out, Li Xingshui felt the quality of the song. This was indeed a song that suited Wang Kefei. It was very suitable for Wang Kefei's tone. It was a flat and smooth song that made people hold their breaths and feel their hearts throbbing. It was elegant enough. As Liu Hai sang, Liu Hai also seemed to have entered a kind of ethereal feeling. A faint sadness echoed in the music room. It was a request, a confession, as if it was singing in the mountains. Li Xingshui closed his eyes and used his hand to hit the armrest of the table. He shook his head and rose and fell with Liu Hai's song.
" Sky " had the purest voice and was the closest to the sound of nature. It made those who listened to it cry and those who thought of it feel sad. When this song was released, it drove a generation crazy. Liu Hai wanted to pass this song to someone who had the original singer's voice, so that the classic could continue and the ethereal voice could be displayed once again.
Liu Hai didn't finish the song. He only sang part of the verse and chorus. As long as the framework remained unchanged, Liu Hai believed that this middle-aged musician would complete the rest.
After Liu Hai finished singing, he saw that Li Xingshui's eyes were still closed, but Liu Hai could clearly see the tears at the corners of his eyes." It's good, it's nice." After Li Xingshui came out of the mood of the song, the first sentence he said was," It's nice, but I still feel that the taste is a little lacking. You…"
Li Xingshui stood up and kept walking. He felt like a cat was scratching him, and he didn't know what to do." No, I have to call Ah Fei." Liu Hai watched as Li Xingshui walked out of the music room. He ran out and shouted as he walked," Ah Fei, Ah Fei…"
Liu Hai shook his head. He leaned against a chair and looked at the various equipment in the music room. Although it was professional, it was not as good as Jiang Tao's equipment, but it was also very particular. From the glass partition, Liu Hai could see that there were all kinds of musical equipment on the walls. The surrounding walls were pasted with posters of singers of this era.
Suddenly, the door of the music room was knocked open. The first person to walk in was Li Xingshui, followed by a large group of people. There was Wang Kefei, her manager Bao Yunyun, and other strangers. Li Xingshui pulled his bangs over and said to Wang Kefei," It's him. Liu Hai, sing again..."
" Uncle Li, don't push Liu Hai. He can't run away," Wang Kefei said with a smile when she saw Liu Hai's awkward look.
"Isn't this just listening…Sigh!" After Li Xingshui finished speaking, he let go of Liu Hai's arm. He shook his head and walked to the side.
" Haizi, did you write another song for Sister..." Wang Kefei said with a smile, but Liu Hai could feel that Sister Fei's voice was obviously trembling, and there was a trace of desire in her eyes.
"Sister Fei, the song I composed is not perfect yet. It was Elder Li who forced me to sing it."
In the end, Li Hai had no choice but to walk into the recording studio. He took a guitar by the wall, adjusted the strings slightly, and played the prelude to " Sky." He looked at the people outside the wall. Only Li Xingshui and Wang Kefei were wearing headphones. Their eyes were looking at the bangs behind the wall. It was a kind of hope, a kind of desire for music.
Through the microphone, the crisp and clean sound of the guitar was vividly spread. A song called " Sky " slowly came out from Liu Hai's mouth. Other than Liu Hai's singing and the sound of the guitar, there was no other sound in the recording studio. When Liu Hai finished singing the last line," I hope the sky is no longer covered with wet tears, I hope the sky is no longer painted with gray," Wang Kefei instantly thought of her life over the years. Her nose was slightly sore and she almost cried.
Li Xingshui kept slapping the table and said,"" Genius, a musical genius. Only a genius can compose such a song."
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