In a flash, a whole day had passed.
There were two more boxes of takeout in the studio.
It was already 7:30 pm, but Drew was still working hard.
Thump! Thump!
Someone knocked on the door.
"Enter!"
Lee Shaojie's tone was obviously not very good. It was obvious that he had been tortured to the point of death.
To put it simply, the job of editing was just one word.
Liver!
When editing, the master had to follow the score and compare it with the accompaniment track to determine the phoneme of each note. Then, he would correct the details of each note one by one.
All kinds of instruments and voices
Volume ratio, overall balance, tone adjustment, interval correction, rhythm processing.
He still needed to do compression, balancing, and noise gate processing.
He adjusted the compression and EQ of the lead singer, and even used DeEsser to remove the teeth of the voice.
Finally, he needed to adjust the overall proportion to make the sound fuse.
Especially after the client handed in a half-finished recording, he did not agree to re-record it professionally.
It was simply nonsense.
Therefore, he had to remove the environmental factors as much as possible and add some suitable reverberation to shape the auditory space.
After that, he would master the recording and make sure the loudness of the song was up to standard. Only then would the work be considered complete.
......
After a busy day, doing bald work, he was even scolded by the layman's sugar daddy during the day.
Drew was obviously a little frustrated.
"I heard that you were scolded by Party A today!!”
A man in his early thirties walked in with a smile.
"Ah?"
Lee Shaojie raised his head to take a look, then his gaze returned to the monitor screen.
"It's you, Little Red Bean."
"Get lost! Call him Brother Hong!"
The man scolded him jokingly.
"Okay, Brother Bean!"
“.......”
The man called Little Red Bean was called Hong Dou, the business manager of Yimei Music Studio.
"Brother Dou, this Party A is really too ridiculous."
"Talking about this makes me angry. She's simply like a…"
After letting out a long sigh of relief, Drew rubbed his tired eyes and complained.
"I'm just a sound engineer, and I still have to be in charge of the sound mixing. I really have to ask Old Liu and Brother Tao to treat me to a good meal later.”
"I think this studio is ridiculous. I've obviously been living a lot recently, but in the end, I'm the only one left."
"Sigh. I really don't want to fix my voice!"
Dou Hong looked at Drew's resentful expression.
He felt sympathy.
......
There weren't many people in the music studio. But it was enough.
The Old Liu and Brother Tao that Drew mentioned were the studio's sound mixing and recording engineers.
And Drew was the sound engineer.
It was actually different from what the public knew.
The job of tuning a song was a job of mixing. Many people referred to it as a sound engineer, but in reality, they were referring to a sound engineer.
The real " tuners " were actually in charge of the sound system, such as the arrangement of the party's sound system, the preparation of the volume management, and so on.
Song production was rarely involved.
Most of them were responsible for the layout of the venue, from professional equipment to lighting and dance.
Commonly known as "Sound Controller","Equipment Storage Manager"
just
Just when they were busy with work, something happened to the sound remix and recorder in the studio.
"It's been tiring."
Dou Hong smiled helplessly.
" However, I don't think I'll be able to treat you to a meal. I'll be fined half a month's salary, and I'll have to save some money to buy supplements. It's already good enough that you don't give me gifts."
Hearing this, Drew pursed his lips and felt that it was ridiculous.
The sound mixing master, Old Liu, was unmarried in his thirties. His only hobby was to tease girls.
Wasn't this?
A few days ago, he was caught red-handed for using money to seduce a girl. He was sent to prison, and he was full in 15 days.
Because he had spat three times at once, B was quite talkative.
Seeing that what he said made sense, he simply gave him the biggest gift bag.
......
Sound engineer, Brother Tao
He was a little more playful and belonged to the group of people who loved to play. The only fun he had every day was to tease his wife.
If it was an ordinary person, it might not be much.
But his wife is a local SWAT combat instructor
It was really just an accident on a daily basis. He had accidentally hit her a little too hard.
He lay down.
......
The studio saw that they couldn't take on big projects for the time being, so they took on small projects.
In the end, it made Drew meet such a strange client.
He wanted to make a song.
Money was not a problem.
However, she found it troublesome and was unwilling to re-record it.
"To be honest, Brother Bean, I really didn't expect them to use the Little Smart Phone to record."
Dou Hong rolled his eyes when he heard what Drew said.
What a f * cking smart phone.
"That's too much."
"Actually, it's almost the same."
Drew's expression was so ugly that he looked as if he had eaten a huge meal.
" There's no sound processing, and there's crosstalk everywhere. It's no different from what's recorded on a mobile phone. It's about the same as a personal smart phone."
"And this woman's out-of-tune has completely refreshed my three views on my career.”
The emergence of all kinds of magical realism made Drew deeply understand one thing.
Sometimes, life was just so strange.
"Is there a need to be so ridiculous?"
Dou Hong was curious.
"Only more ridiculous."
Drew opened the app.
His entire body was weak.
" F * ck! The opening song, Lightning Strike! The first A note, damn it! He sang it straight to D. If converted to Hertz, it would be from 440 to 293."
"Good fellow, you ran three and a half times?”
"Do the math. The pitch of 6 has dropped by 543 to 2.”
There was only the word 'ridiculous' written on Drew's face.
"Be reasonable, I don't think I can run this far even if I fart!!”
"Is your throat harder to control than your constrictor?”
“.......”
Dou Hong wanted to organize his words and say something, but there were too many things to say, so he stopped.
He didn't know what to say.
If you put it that way, then you're a little nimble down there, bro.
"In addition, the sound quality is already hell difficult.”
Drew complained.
"Moreover, the distance she ran from the original tune is very beautiful.”
"Good fellow, some of them really sang it accurately, but some of them directly ran eight hundred li.”
The more Drew spoke, the more agitated he became. He bared his fangs and brandished his claws.
"The effect of the tune is that some sounds are charged, some sounds are not charged, and the electricity is different.”
"You know Pikachu, right? It's the feeling of releasing 100,000 volts.”
"I'm so drunk. This song has almost been turned into a spotted dog.”
"Spotted dog! Do you know what a spotted dog is?"
Drew stared at Dou Hong. He held his head with both hands and tugged at his hair.
Dou Hong nodded, trying to hold back his laughter.
"I understand, I understand, I understand everything."
"You know nothing!"
" Hahaha!"
Hong Dou was not worried at all.
"You're a genius!"
These words didn't sound like a compliment. Dou Hong was more or less serious.
"To be honest, I've been in the industry for so many years, but I've never met a genius who's more powerful than you.”
“......”
With this interruption, he did not continue to get angry. He just thought about this ridiculous party.
Drew could only cover his face helplessly.
"It's true. I'll continue cultivating tomorrow. At most, I'll only be able to barely reach the level where I won't die from hearing it!!”
At this point, Drew spread out his hands as if he was about to lie flat.
"Does he think that tuners are gods?!!”
“.......”
The two of them looked at each other.
They all fell silent.
Half the salary.
Dou Hong curled his lips and consoled.
"Forget it!"
"It's time to get off work. I should hurry back to accompany my wife!”
"Think about something happy. You've only been married for more than half a year. The young couple will be happy after spending some alone time.”
"That's true. Alright!"
"I have to earn money! Take care of your wife!"
Drew sighed. He packed his things, turned off his equipment, and prepared to go home.
"By the way, Brother Bean, do you know where we can buy essential oil?”
“？”
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