Lin Yuan asked curiously: "By the way, system, what are you going to use for my custom songs?"

Could the system be upgraded with money?

Of course, this is not the case. The systematic answer was a bit beyond Lin Yuan's expectations: "Donate to those in need in this world."

It turned out to be a charity.

Lin Yuan nodded without saying anything.

The days that followed were as usual, until April 18th, another weekend came, and Lin Yuan finally informed Sun Yaohuo: "Prepare to come to the company, we will start recording songs today."

"This is here!"

Sun Yaohuo originally made an appointment with his girlfriend to go out for fun, but now he is on the way to set off, but when he received a call from Lin Yuan, he turned the front of the car without hesitation and kicked the accelerator to the company.

"Don't feel well?"

When Lin Yuan, who was waiting at the door of the recording studio, saw Sun Yaohuo, the other party was breathless and seemed to have had some intense exercise.

"Nothing...is happening."

Sun Yaohuo swallowed his saliva with difficulty and tried to squeeze out a smile. He would not say that he was afraid that Lin Yuan would be anxious, so he rushed over after arriving at the company.

"Can you sing?"

Lin Yuan asked, he sent "Red Rose" to Sun Yaohuo a few days ago. In the past few days, the other party should have practiced it almost the same.

"Remembering it like a flow."

Sun Yaohuo said seriously.

He got the lyrics and music of "Red Rose" a few days ago. After listening to the sample, his only feeling was:

It's worthy of being a jealous fish!

If I can’t sing such a good song, I will never sing my junior’s songs again in my life!

Not worthy of it myself!

Lin Yuan nodded and entered the main control room of the recording studio. The staff here were ready and skillfully put on headphones.

Through the glass.

Sun Yaohuo in the recording room nodded to Lin Yuan and performed the first audition after the equipment was debugged: "In the dream, I dreamed of the dream that I could not wake up, and the pain that was under house arrest in the line of Menghong, all the stimulation left was the fatigue and pain that was no longer indifferent..."

Lin Yuan did not interrupt.

It was not until the other party finished singing the first time that the recording engineer gave the first round of suggestions. Lin Yuan added some ideas: "There is no problem with proficiency, but your voice is too open. The overall tone of this song is relatively depressing. It is not enough to find the feeling of sadness tightly. You can keep it a little while you sing, and let's do it again."

Sun Yaohuo nodded.

When he performed the second time, he adopted a relatively calm method, but Lin Yuan interrupted it: "The emotions set by this song are indeed a bit depressing, but the repression is also layered. You can understand the level of the beginning part as sorrow."

"sad?"

Sun Yaohuo nodded again.

When he sang part of the lyrics of the chorus, Lin Yuan raised his needs for the third time: "What you can't get is always turbulent, and the one who is favored is fearless. This is the second level of suppression of the song, which belongs to the lament after grief."

These suggestions are partly from the system.

Partly out of Lin Yuan’s own understanding.

Lin Yuan used to record songs in the same way. He didn't need Sun Yaohuo to completely imitate the original singer. In fact, everyone has a more suitable way to sing songs. Zhang Bichen in his previous life also sang "Red Rose", which is completely different from the original version, but it is also very nice. Although Sun Yaohuo has the same range as the original version, it is not as good as the original version's singing style, it is not as good as the need for pure imitation.

The same goes for the subsequent recordings.

Lin Yuan and the recording studio took turns to make requests, while Sun Yaohuo absorbed and understood these suggestions and constantly adjusted his singing. The recording studio and the live scene were different. The most far-reaching influence after the song was released was basically the studio version.

"The next is the third layer of depression."

"When you hug you from behind, what you expect is her face. If you sing it in combination with the lyrics, you will find that the emotions expressed in the work are a kind of faint self-mockery, and it does not need to be very strong, which is more helpful for the time when breathing and vomiting of the air."

“There is no need to use too much skill.”

"Most songs are sung with the mouth and emotional support. This song is sung with the mouth and the mouth is assisted. The tone gradually becomes in the tone in the soft sigh, but do not raise the sound, but let the sighing method gradually turn into the kind of resentment that is hoarse..."

The sound recorder gave a lot of advice.

But the latter is basically Lin Yuan’s explanation.

The recording engineer explains more from the technical level, while Lin Yuan explains from the song level. The former is more objective, while the understanding of emotions is more subjective, so what Sun Yaohuo is most sad about is Lin Yuan's level.

"False again..."

"False again..."

Lin Yuanguang’s explanation was not enough, and he occasionally performed some singing demonstrations. His voice problem prevented him from becoming a professional singer, but it was still simple to just demonstrate a song with a low tune.

After demonstrating your voice.

Lin Yuan said: "Did you notice it? Before singing, breathe first, press down, and you can change your breath after singing each sentence, and breathe according to the actual situation. If your mood is right, I can accept the imperfection of your breath."

Sun Yaohuo had nodding.

Most composers are not as strict as Lin Yuan, and the singers' opinions on singing are mainly recorded. However, what is different from other composers is that he has learned vocal music for many years. If his voice does not occur, he will be a very excellent singer. Therefore, his requirements and understanding of singing are something that most composers cannot keep up with.

In a sense.

The recording studio is full of tool people.

There are all lyrics, music arrangements like Lin Yuan, and there are too few composers who are proficient in singing. If the composers are all like Lin Yuan, then there will probably be many people in the recording studio that will face unemployment.

"No more recording."

After working for several hours, Lin Yuan finally proposed a rest. At this time, Sun Yaohuo still did not reveal the version that met Lin Yuan's standard, but this was something Lin Yuan expected: "You can practice well in the next period of time."

"OK."

Sun Yaohuo prepares for a "grinding shed".

The so-called grinding studio means staying in the recording studio for a long time to practice.

You can practice singing at home and you can practice singing at any time, but the recording studio has the best results.

Because the equipment in the studio can feedback a lot of sound details, and the recording studio has a monitor teacher staring at it, you can give feedback on the singer's singing effect at any time.

Lin Yuan left directly.

In the following days, he didn't care about recording anymore.

The recording of the official version will only take Sun Yaohuo to fully understand the song. Anyway, Lin Yuan is not in a hurry in terms of time.

And at this time.

As time enters the end of the month.

In the literary section of the tribal platform, the competition between thirty writers using short stories as weapons on the same stage will finally come to an end!

Some even joked:

This is the moment when the king reveals his face!

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Chapter completed!