A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

The tone that was difficult to sing in the past can be easily controlled now.

Chen Jia was still taking pictures with a calm face. She had seen Li Mushang use this method before, and she was very surprised at first, so she asked her master to ask.

At that time, her master's answer was that everyone has their own habit of opening their voices, but Li Mushang's "stupid method" is suitable for everyone.

There are many conventional ways to open one's voice, the most common one is to hang one's voice, and the more bizarre ones are eating elbows, drinking alcohol, and drinking tea.

This is common in the music and opera circles. The owner of Yudie Records, Mr. Shang Xirui, used to eat pork knuckles before he went on stage when he was singing, and the fatter the better.

The reason why Li Mushang's method is stupid is that he needs to run up the stairs to consume energy. It is suitable for everyone, regardless of whether he has basic knowledge or not. The effect is immediate.

After a simple audition, Li Mushang still did not rush to start recording, but continued to speak.

"For the first time, I will play the prepared accompaniment, and you will sing along with your mouth, no matter how you sing, stick to it."

"Remember don't be embarrassed, no one will laugh at you."

"When you're ready, give me a sign and we'll get started."

The two people in the recording studio began to close their eyes to adjust their breathing, and after a few tens of seconds, they gestured OK to Li Mushang at the console.

Push the volume key and the accompaniment starts to play.

The two were still nervous in the early stage, but after getting familiar with the environment, they adjusted themselves very quickly and became more and more confident.

After the first round, Li Mushang stood up and gave applause, encouraging them to increase their confidence.

Li Mushang spoke again: "This time you all sing along with the accompaniment. At the beginning, you have to pay attention to the different tones, and don't be afraid of singing wrongly, just relax."

This cyclical and gradual approach made both Yangyang and Zhao Xiaogu very comfortable, and their performance was getting better and better.

After the second round, Li Mushang motioned for the two to come out first, with a smile still on his face.

"Sit down and rest, drink some water."

"Let's do a review."

The second singing began to be played repeatedly. Li Mushang would press the pause button when he made a mistake, explaining in detail what went wrong and how to correct it.

The details here are very detailed, and it will take at least half an hour, but it is worthwhile to sharpen the knife and cut the firewood by mistake.

In fact, from the beginning to here, it is just a warm-up. The reason why many musicians frown when they hear the word boil is the word boil.

After the replay, I sang and recorded again. This time, I did not finish singing one song directly, but recorded it sentence by sentence.

This is the same as shooting a movie, where details are removed frame by frame, and even a certain word will be recorded dozens of times in a row.

Li Mushang was quite serious at work, Yangyang and Zhao Xiaogu would shudder when they heard the words "do it again".

Boiling the shed is really scary, even scarier than making a movie.

Yangyang and Zhao Xiaogu recorded the four-minute-long song for a whole day, from the excitement at the beginning to the numbness at the end, and then to the collapse.

After the recording, they themselves didn't know how many times they sang repeatedly.

In the early hours of the night, Li Mushang's voice came out of the microphone again: "Great. The recording is over, thank you for your hard work."

Yangyang and Zhao Xiaogu almost cried, it was really not easy.

The two dragged their tired bodies out of the recording studio, feeling as if their souls had been pulled away.

Li Mushang still had a smile on his face, he drank the last sip of water from the bottomed water bottle and said.

"Listen to the results yourself!"

Click the play button, the first is the quaint Nanxiao playing, with the slow beat of the drums, it has a very strong sense of history.

"Once the flowers bloom next to the willows, if you look for fragrance, you will mistakenly find the marquis of the pavilion."

"Drinking half a day of morning glow, you can't see through the wind and rain!"

Song Ci is a particularly beautiful language, which not only has the atmosphere of Tang poetry, but also the leisurelyness of the original song.

Zhao Xiaogu's singing is flat with a touch of sadness, and instantly uses his voice to portray a woman who is strong on the outside, but expects someone to care and take care of her in her heart.

The emotional expression is very good, and it has completely reached the level of a professional singer.

At this time, Zhao Xiaogu, who was sitting on the sofa listening to her own song, was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth, she stammered and asked.

"Is this my voice?"

Li Mushang replied with a smile: "Could it be my voice?"

She who complained a little at first, finally realized that she had changed completely without knowing it, and the hard work and sweat were worth it.

"Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was sudden, and the sleep was so deep that the residual wine could not be dissipated."

"Try the curtain man, but the begonia is still the same."

"Do you know!"

"It should be green, fat, red and thin!"

In the chorus part, the two voices sing together in different voices.

Both Yangyang and Zhao Xiaogu felt a little embarrassed, their own voice was too nice!
It's really not narcissism, it's mainly because it's very different from usual self-promotion and singing.

After the playback was over, Li Mushang stretched his waist and said a little tiredly.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life to complete the task. I will send it to Director Zhang later. He thinks there is no problem. I will go back to Yanjing with the girl tomorrow."

Yangyang asked: "Senior, can't you stay one more day and let the younger brother treat you well?"

Li Mushang shrugged: "The head of the group asked me to go back with Chen Jia some time ago. It should be because something sounds urgent. Next time I have free time, I will be the host!"

Yangyang's face was full of regret, but the other party had something to do, so he couldn't force him to stay, he could only let it go with regret.

After a day of intensive work, everyone returned to the hotel room. After washing, Li Mushang went to bed and rested, and soon let out a slight snoring sound.

At station B in the early morning, the new UP host Chen Jia suddenly updated a video called "Li Mushang's Day".

The screen was simply edited and lasted for more than an hour.

The fans were instantly excited.

"Chen Jia will always be a god!"

"This UP master can be there, fans have wishes, she is really going to shoot!"

"What's so good about cutting a star's day."

"As the fastest-rising singer in China, Li Mushang should be very popular on weekdays, right?"

This is basically the life a star should live in the eyes of ordinary people, being sought after no matter where he goes.

Anyone who sees it has to bend down and call teacher, and then just go on stage for a few minutes to make a lot of money.

When this group of people began to watch the video recorded by Chen Jia with curiosity, they gradually found that it was a little different from what they had imagined.

Starting from the hotel and heading into the recording studio, there was no cheers or applause, only a repetition and sweat.

It was Yangyang and Zhao Xiaogu who recorded the song, but from Chen Jia's perspective, we can see that Li Mushang, as the producer, has a much more workload than these two.

The back was already soaked 15 minutes after the recording started, and Li Mushang's short sleeves were literally wringing out water when the recording ended late at night.