"Brother Sharp, the background music is ready. Come over and listen to it.”
An Ren smiled gently.”
Taking the headphones from Black, An Ren gave Black a thumbs up after listening to the eight songs.
"Not bad, you're quite professional, aren't you?"
"Of course, we all graduated from professional music academies.”
"Alright, then let's start recording the song. The sooner we get it done, the sooner we can be free.”
"Yes, please follow me."
An Ren put the equipment on the front desk and followed Little Black into the cubicle inside. There was a sealed cubicle inside the cubicle. An Ren walked in directly and put on the headset.
He opened his throat and coughed a few times. Then, he gave an OK sign to Blackie, who was also wearing a headset outside.
A familiar prelude sounded.
Climbing speed pushed me back into the chair
The blurry city slowly flies out of my sight
Breath reminds me of my proof of life
The plane is resisting the earth, I'm resisting you
Nearly 30,000 feet off the ground
Missing is like the attraction that sticks to the body
And tears keep dripping down
........................
A thick, hoarse, and sonorous voice slowly came out, and the three people listening to the headset outside instantly sank into it.
Ever since An Ren transmigrated, he was most satisfied with his voice. In his previous life, because of his vocal cords and vocal range, no matter how hard he practiced, he could not achieve it.
He looked ordinary. If it weren't for his solid knowledge of music theory, Yanying wouldn't have wanted him.
Now, her looks were beyond compare, and she was 30 streets ahead of Zhang Xiubo.
Needless to say, his voice was more than 500 streets ahead of Wang Feng's.
After recording it in one go, there was no need to redo it. Little Black and the other two looked at An Ren in shock. It was fine if he was talented, it was fine if he sang well, and it was even worse if he was handsome.
But you're recording a song, you're recording a song, understand? Can you give the tuners, sound engineers, and editors a way out?
The accompaniment had long ended, but Little Black and the other two did not put down a single song. They stared at An Ren with wide eyes. An Ren shouted a few times and waved a few times, but it was useless.
An Ren had no choice but to take off his headset and walk out of the cubicle. He walked up to the three of them and patted them. Only then did they come back to their senses.
The three of them immediately trembled with excitement.
"Brother Sharp, you, you're too awesome. Do you accept disciples? I'll kneel down to you. Please accept me."
An Ren hurriedly supported the three of them and looked at them in amusement.
"I don't accept disciples. Hurry up and record my songs.”
Xiao Hei and the other two looked at An Ren speechlessly.
"Is this your first time recording a song? Do you know that there's a sound engineer in the recording studio? Do you know that there is a sound engineer in the recording studio? Do you know that there's a profession called an editor in the recording studio?”
An Ren rubbed the tip of his nose speechlessly. He finally understood why the three of them were like this. However, An Ren's voice was really heaven-defying. If it wasn't for his poor health, An Ren believed that he could finish recording eight songs in more than half an hour.
"I know. It's not the first time I've been here. It's just that my condition today is too good.”
The three of them were speechless for a while. An Ren quickly urged them to start recording the second song.
After An Ren finished recording the second song,(How Much Love Can Be Restarted), the three of them were speechless for a few minutes again.
Start recording the third song,(Love is not guilty)
You hold my shoulders
Say sorry softly
I look up at your face
Seeing the deep weariness
This time you didn't shed tears
This time the night seems to be especially dark
finally understood
You can break up like this
You say you never regret
Loved this time
But we don't have a tomorrow
The deeper the love, the more guilty it is
I know you're not trying to explain
I know you must not sleep for a few nights
Before you decide, you don't know how to suppress
How much sadness
Love is innocent
When An Ren reached the high notes, his breathing finally became a little unstable. After all, he had already sung two songs in a row.
Little Black and the other two also heaved a sigh of relief. If they continued recording, the three of them would collapse.
The three of them said the same thing in their hearts at the same time:
"Demon, hurry up and die!"
An Ren rested for a while and re-recorded the third song. After that, he rested intermittently for a few more times. It was not until around 3 p. m. that he finally finished recording all eight songs. Just this alone made the three of them want to see how long An Ren's throat was.
Usually, a singer would take three to four days to record a song. If they were not in good condition, they would take a week.
However, he was the first person in the world to record eight songs in half a day.
Little Black and the other two looked at An Ren numbly. After setting up the sound source for An Ren, everyone listened to it once and there were no problems. An Ren left the recording studio with the sound source in satisfaction.
After putting on his equipment, he left the recording studio and went to a nearby computer store to buy a laptop.
Just as he was about to carry his laptop bag back to the bar, he remembered that his ID card was still with Song Xiaoke, so he turned around and went straight to Song Xiaoke's noodle shop.
When they arrived at Song Xiaoke's noodle shop, Song Xiaoke asked politely at the cashier,"What would you like to order?"
An Ren deliberately raised his laptop bag and lowered his voice to Song Xiaoke."Fight ~ fight ~ robbery!"
Song Xiaoke raised her head and looked at the person who was covered up tightly. It was really hard on him in the middle of summer.
After hearing the man's words, Song Xiaoke didn't dare to say anything. She trembled and hurriedly took out all the money from the cash register. An Ren smiled and took off all the equipment. He looked at the pitiful Song Xiaoke and laughed loudly.
After Song Xiaoke saw it clearly, she heaved a heavy sigh of relief. Then, she kept patting her well-developed body and kept complaining to An Ren.
An Ren comforted him and said,"Give me a bowl of noodles. It's meaty." Haha!"
Uncle, you're so childish!"
Song Xiaoke gave An Ren two big health balls.
After helping An Ren order, she sat at the table closest to the cashier with An Ren. There were not many people in the shop now. It was already past three or four in the afternoon. Of course, there was no one there.
An Ren also placed the equipment on the table. After holding a glass of water that Song Xiaoke poured for him, he said,"Girl, let me help you change your job. Uncle is rich now and needs an assistant to help. If you are willing, Uncle will help you earn a lot of money. How about it?”
Song Xiaoke looked at An Ren in surprise. She knew that An Ren was famous now, but she didn't know how much money he had.
"Uncle, you just became famous. How can you have any money? I'm doing quite well here. Although I don't earn much, it's enough.”
"Uncle, you have money now. Don't worry, I won't lose you. I'll transfer 60,000 yuan to you first as an advance payment.”
"What? Uncle, where did you get so much money?”
"The reward from the live broadcast that day. It's more than 500,000 yuan."
"Ah?"
Song Xiaoke's eyes widened in shock as she looked at An Ren. She had no idea how much 500,000 yuan was. How many bowls of noodles would that be?
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