Loyal Dog God Cultivation Program

It was already the second weekend when Yan Che's voice was almost fully recovered. During this week, he found two part-time tutoring jobs, paid his salary in advance, borrowed some from Xu Chen, and remitted it to his aunt.

It was early in the morning when Wen Ge made an appointment. When Yan Che took the address to find the place, he found that it was in a high-end residential area not far from the University City. It was a retreat house. The two highest floors connected together were duplexes. Live on the top floor.

When Yan Che entered the unit door, someone came out. He went straight to the top floor, and soon after he rang the doorbell, someone came to answer the door.Wen Ge was wearing loose sweatpants and a T-shirt, probably home clothes, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking very tired.

The room is very big, as soon as you enter the door, you will see a large living room. There is a piano in the corner, stereos in the four corners of the living room, and a shelf on the TV cabinet, full of various music magazines and genuine CDs.

It wasn't tidy, there were various CDs and books piled up on the coffee table, and two coats were draped over the back of the sofa.

Sure enough, he is a local tyrant, Yan Che thought to himself.

"Have you had breakfast?" Wen Ge asked.

Yan Che nodded.

"That's good," Wen Ge nodded, and led him directly to the piano, "La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la- and voice practice session? You should have learned it in elementary school, right? Open your voice first."

Then he pressed the keys on the piano.

Yan Che seems to have suddenly returned to the scene when he was fishing in troubled waters and taking music class in elementary school, but the situation is not the same now, he is the only student, and he can't just make up for it.

The scale goes from low to high and then from high to low, and he will stop from time to time to guide Yan Che's vocal skills when listening to the song.

After practicing like this for a while, when Yan Che felt that they had seriously disturbed the people, Wen Ge finally stopped, closed the piano cover, and stood up.

"Well, take a break, and then go upstairs." Wen Ge signaled Yan Che to sit on the sofa, went into the kitchen and brought out two glasses of water, and handed one to Yan Che.

Yan Che took a sip of the warm honey water.

A little sweet.

"Thank you." He whispered back.

"Have you learned the song I sent you two days ago?" Wen Ge sat on the other side of the sofa, raised his glass and took a sip of water.

"Learned." Yan Che answered honestly.

Wen Ge uploaded a song package from Q two days ago, and highlighted one of them for him to learn.

When Yan Che heard this song, he couldn't help but let out a "fuck" in the dormitory in front of everyone.

Then type in the dialog box, "Are you sure this song is sung by a human?"

Wen Ge replied quickly, probably because he expected such a reaction from him.

"It's really not sung by humans."

After speaking, I sent an mp3 file over.

"This is the original version."

"I can't sing this song!" Yan Che refused even more righteously after listening to the original song, "Look at me, I'm so short-tempered and can't make it..."

Wen Ge sent several more files for him to receive, the inputting mark on the avatar of the dialog box flashed, and then a message popped up.

Famous song:

It makes sense, why don't I think about your 3000 yuan? 【Booger digging】

Yan Che was a little speechless, would a person with Wen Ge's temperament make such a lewd expression?But when it comes to the 3000 yuan business, he feels heartbroken, and he still owes Xu Chen a large debt.

Thank you very much:

do not! !No, I can learn it ╮(￣▽￣")╭

The news of Wen Ge popped up almost at the same time as him.

Famous song:

Why are you standing still?Receive it soon?

Yan Che clicked receive and found that they were all different versions of the same song.

Famous song:

Listen, so many people have sung it, can you still do it?

Famous song:

Potential needs to be stimulated^_^

This guy has collected so many versions of this song just to illustrate this!

However, Yan Che honestly repeated these versions sung by different people for several days, and tried several times with the accompaniment, and finally managed to sing the lyrics smoothly.

After all, Wen Ge seems to have grasped his destiny.

I'm short of money.

"Can you sing?" Seeing that it was almost time for a rest, Wen Ge put down his glass and took Yan Che up to the attic on the second floor.

"The lyrics can be sung smoothly," Yan Che replied honestly, "It's just that there are a few sentences that I can't keep up with..."

Yan Che couldn't figure it out!How can there be a song written so against the heavens!Have you ever considered the feeling of singing a cover song!

"That's no problem, just record in sections." Wen Ge said, and opened the door of a room.

A large room has been transformed into a studio, displaying various musical instruments, the walls are covered with sound-absorbing sponges, two large monitors are placed side by side, and there are audio microphones next to it. understand things.

Both computers were turned off, Wen Ge clicked twice, opened the software and asked Yan Che: "Have you recorded before?"

Yan Che thought deeply for a moment: "Does it count if you record it with your mobile phone in KTV?"

"...Huh?" Wen Ge turned his face away, frowning to show that he didn't understand.

"That's right..." Yan Che himself was a little embarrassed when he said it, "When I went to KTV with others, they thought my singing was good, so they recorded it with their mobile phones, saying they would listen to it at home..."

Normal University is a school that embodies the number of girls and boys to the extreme. Except for some boys in the Department of Physical Education, the rest of the boys can basically be counted by hand.

A good-looking boy like Yan Che has become a sought-after item among girls. When he first arrived in freshman year, girls often invited Yan Che to sing on the pretext of celebrating their birthday. Some girls asked him to sing a song, and then recorded it.

Yan Che was a bit blind to girls at first, but one day even though he was blind, he found out that a girl had celebrated her birthday three times in half a year. Later, when other people asked her out again, he used part-time work as an excuse to avoid it.

But now, talking about this in front of the unfamiliar Wen Ge, Yan Che's voice became smaller and smaller, and he blushed a little.

"...Pfft," Wen Ge chuckled, turning his face to look at him, "Of course not."

"Sit down." Wen Ge pulled him to the seat in front of the computer and sat down. He stood behind him, naturally surrounded him from behind, and explained to him while holding the mouse with one hand.

"This software is one of our commonly used recording software. I have set up everything else. You first load the accompaniment and put it on a track. Then you see here, the red recording sign is on, which means that this track is It’s the spare recording track, and here, click on it to start recording………”

Wen Ge signaled Yan Che to put on the earphones that were set aside: "You should try to record it yourself first." He opened the lyrics on another monitor as he spoke.

Yan Che tried to operate it himself, it was quite simple, and he pressed the recording button, only to find that Wen Ge was still watching from the sidelines.

"...Why are you still here?"

"Then where am I?" Wen Ge was puzzled.

"I'm nervous when you stand behind me..." Yan Che was a little embarrassed, he listened to the whole song when he was recording himself, he felt so ashamed!

"Are you still nervous when you're a singer in the park?" Wen Ge couldn't understand.

"Can this be the same! Can it be the same!" Yan Che was afraid that Wen Ge would ask what was different again... He really couldn't tell.

It was nothing to sing to the people in the park, and he had a concert in the dormitory that afternoon and he didn't think it was anything... But to Wen Ge, he just felt nervous.

Maybe it's because he looks too professional?

Make yourself feel like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

But fortunately Wen Ge didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left the room: "Then call me after you record it."

Then he took two steps and explained as if thinking of something: "By the way, you don't need to record the whole thing. For the chorus, you can record the blue part."

After speaking, he walked out of the room and closed the door.

Looking at the closed door, Yan Che finally breathed a sigh of relief.

You don’t need to record everything and tell me sooner!Then let me learn it all!

He sang a cappella to the lyrics, took a deep breath, and hit the record button.

The fast-paced accompaniment sounded, Yan Che stepped on the beat, and opened his mouth to keep up with the lyrics.

The author has something to say:

Anyone guess what song it is?The hint should be quite obvious~~~

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Little angels come out and say hello!I can't know that you love me by being so silent!