The pair of eyes under the single eyelid instantly lit up!
Zhou Bibi almost jumped up from the sofa and shouted,
" Jiang…Jiang Chen?!"
It was Jiang Chen and Wang Ping.
Even though three years had passed.
But Zhou Bibi still recognized Jiang Chen at a glance.
This person had once defeated him at the Golden Melody Awards and won five consecutive championships.
Hmph, what an annoying fellow.
That was the first time in his life that he had been nominated for the Golden Melody Awards, but he had watched helplessly as someone else took all the awards.
Now that he thought about it, Zhou Bibi gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Teacher Bibi, long time no see."
Jiang Chen revealed a peaceful smile.
It was different from before.
At this moment, his face was filled with vicissitudes of life, giving off the feeling that he had been through a lot.
Zhou Bibi was in a daze.
"You, you are…Teacher Jiang Chen? Is it really Teacher Jiang Chen?"
The recording teacher slowly stood up and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
In the hearts of ordinary musicians, Jiang Chen was a god.
His songs, whether it was the arrangement or lyrics, were far beyond anyone's reach!
" It's me," Jiang Chen said." Hello."
"Hi, Bibi, you didn't expect us to come, did you?"”
"Sister Ping…"
Zhou Bibi blinked, his mind in a daze.
A Heavenly King who had disappeared for three years and had been remembered by the music industry for a long time had actually appeared in front of him in such a way?
This was too unbelievable.
"Are you…here to look for me?" Zhou Bibi asked.”
"Pfft…Of course not. Little Chen wants to record a song!”
"What?!"
Screams pierced through the silence of the small room!
"Oh my god, did I hear wrongly?" Zhou Bibi was agitated.
Are you serious? Jiang Chen, are you going back to the circle?
Are you finally willing to come back? I'm really looking forward to it. Can I listen by the side?”
She grabbed Jiang Chen's arm and swung it back and forth. She kept talking, but she couldn't stop.
Looking at Zhou Bibi, who was like a fangirl, Wang Ping said angrily,
"Bi Bi, calm down first and let Xiao Chen catch his breath.”
Jiang Chen smiled." I'm here this time to ask Teacher Bibi to help me tune the music. I'll also tell you how I feel about it. Is that okay?"”
"What do you mean by 'can't? This was simply too good!
Wow, to have this honor, I'm really…Mom, I've become successful!”
The recording teacher didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Teacher Bibi, can you be more reserved!
Then Jiang Chen picked up the monitoring earpiece on the table."
"Teacher, can you help me tune it later?”
"No, no problem, of course no problem! Teacher Jiang Chen, it's my honor!
Oh, by the way, Mr. Jiang Chen, do you want to start singing before the audition?”
" No need," Jiang Chen said. Let's start, Sister Ping, the audio track!”
"He's here!"
Wang Ping took out a USB from her bag and handed it to the recording teacher.
He took the USB drive as if it was a treasure.
Oh my god, I've made it! I've gotten Teacher Jiang Chen's exclusive demo!
This was something that many people dreamed of!
Pointing at the room behind the mirror, Jiang Chen said,"
"Then I'll go in first?"
Wang Ping gave him a thumbs up. Zhou Bibi patted his chest.
"Don't worry, leave everything to me!”
The two women were very excited, but they were also very nervous.
This was the first time she sang in three years. Was it more of a surprise or a shock?
In the past three years, the others had been working hard to improve their singing skills, but Jiang Chen had neglected them.
Wang Ping was afraid that Jiang Chen wouldn't perform well.
In the recording studio.
It was Jiang Chen's first time in a recording studio after three years. Everything felt so familiar.
It was as if a general who had left the battlefield for a long time had returned to his battlefield. There was definitely a sense of unfamiliarity, but there was more excitement.
He took a step forward.
Jiang Chen stood in front of the spray shield.
He carefully put on the monitoring earpiece and heard a voice coming from the earpiece.
"Teacher Jiang Chen, if you're ready, just let me know!”
The preparation mentioned here was not just his throat, but also his mood.
Singing required emotions, just like writing a book required inspiration.
Inspiration came, and he wrote quickly.
Once the mood was in place, the recording was basically stable.
Nodding, Jiang Chen closed his eyes.
In the past three years, he had composed two songs for his grandmother, both of which were composed by himself, but he had never sung them.
He did not dare to sing.
He was afraid that he would cry halfway through the song.
Therefore, these two songs had been placed in the corner of the room, covered in dust for three years.
He only took it out today.
Now, he was able to face his grandmother's death calmly. Moreover, his condition had also adjusted.
However, outsiders didn't know how much courage he needed to calmly speak!
How difficult was this process?
One minute.
Two minutes later.
Three minutes.
No one disturbed him.
The three people in the recording studio just stared at Jiang Chen and didn't move.
Wang Ping thought of something and said,
"The song that I'm going to sing next should be written for Grandma.”
Zhou Bibi immediately understood.
Staring at the expressionless Jiang Chen, she suddenly felt her heart ache. How many tears and sleepless nights had she shed to get such an expressionless face?
He opened his eyes.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his hoarse voice passed through the spray shield and into the earphones of the three of them.
"Let's…begin."
"Good!"
The recording teacher turned on the volume button, pushed up a few buttons on the mixing console, and then played the prelude of the song.
The prelude was beautiful.
A few piano notes were like broken pearls on the ground. There was a trace of sadness in the beauty, and it grabbed Zhou Bibi's heart.
Whether a song was good or not could be judged from the prelude.
Without a doubt, this was a good song, and the prelude was also very attractive.
Zhou Bibi sat up straight and leaned forward slightly.
This was an unconscious action she would make when she heard good music.
Wang Ping's eyes lit up. She felt that the prelude of this song was very emotional.
The prelude ended.
Next, it was the important part of the speech.
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