After the arrangement was completed, Feng Lin began to practice trial singing.

Obviously, with Feng Lin's current financial situation, it is impossible to rent a recording studio to practice singing. Usually, you can only turn on the recording function of your mobile phone to record, and listen to the replay over and over again to find out the problem and practice.

Many people may think that singing is a very simple thing. They sing well in KTV. In fact, it is because others already have finished products, and you just imitate them. Performing a new song is completely different from imitating others singing.

When you are just coming into a new song, even a god-level singer will take some time to practice. What kind of tone should be used, what tone should be used, what tone should be used, the interval between sentences, and what kind of imaginary chants should be used to connect. These require trial sing over and over again to get the best singing method. In many cases, how to sing each sentence and how to deal with the most appropriate ones all require constant attempts.

Feng Lin’s advantage is that he remembers the original singer in his previous life. He can refer to the original singer’s interpretation and adjust the singing style that is not suitable for him or what he is not satisfied with, which can save him a lot of time to try and make mistakes.

After trying the best singing method, after a lot of practice, this singing method can form a stable muscle memory, and this is singing skills.

Although the memories of his previous life provided great help to him, it took Feng Lin a week to practice the two songs to the point where he was satisfied.

In addition to practicing singing this week, Feng Lin brought Feng Xue into the mountain again.

It’s not a solution to eat mushrooms and bacon every day, right? You always have to buy some other vegetables and meat. So after the mushrooms picked last time were dried, most of them were taken to the market in the town and sold for money by Feng Lin.

These mountain goods are very popular in the city, so people have been buying them there for a long time in the market in the town.

Now that the family has no inventory, Feng Lin had to continue to enter the mountain with Fengxue, and then brought some termite medicine in, and deal with the several termite holes he found last time. It was all tears. He was a grand forest three generations. Now, if you want to eat some meat, you have to go into the mountain to pick mushrooms to change.

Now that the preparations have been completed, the rest is to find a recording studio for formal recording.

To be honest, Feng Lin is really a little nervous at this point. After all, this is an investment that is full of wealth. If it fails, it means that it is officially declared bankruptcy. In the future, it can only go up the mountain to pick mushrooms to supplement the household income. As for having confidence in his songs, he thinks it will definitely be a big seller. Forget this, some things cannot be compensated by the quality of the songs.

Actually, I was just a pretentious thing and sighed. I prepared for two weeks, just for this moment.

There are several recording studios in Shaozhou City. Feng Lin checked it online and found it.

The city of Shaozhou is more than 30 kilometers away from Hutou Village where Feng Lin is located. Fortunately, there is a broken pickup truck for picking seedlings and fertilizers at home. Otherwise, Feng Lin would have a little troublesome to enter the city, and he would have to go out in the town.

Now every village has roads connected to the home, and it is more convenient to enter the city with a car. Feng Lin drove the cool pickup truck and took more than 40 minutes to locate the recording studio.

The recording studio looks a bit old from the outside, and it looks a bit old.

Feng Lin pushed open the door of the recording studio and walked in.

A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old sat inside. The girl was sitting and couldn't tell her height. She was wearing a leather jacket on her upper body, covered with crystals and willow nails. When the light shone, she shone brightly. She was wearing several holes in her lower body and was covered with dark makeup on her face. If you look at it at night, you will startle you.

When the girl heard the sound of opening the door, she looked up at Feng Lin at the door, then lowered her head to continue playing with her phone.

Feng Lin saw that there was no one else except the girl, and the girl didn't look like the boss of the recording studio, so he shouted loudly: "Boss, are the boss here?"

The girl looked up at Feng Lin and said coldly: "What is the ghost called ghost? Can't you see this big person?"

"Are you the boss?" Feng Lin looked at the girl in front of him. It was really hard to associate her dress with the boss of the recording studio.

The girl is angry! What does your look mean?

"What do you mean? I can't be the boss?"

Feng Lin also felt that it seemed impolite to look at a little girl like this, so he coughed twice and said, "You are the boss, so why don't you greet me when I come in?"

The girl looked at Feng Lin as if she saw something strange and asked, "Why should I greet you?"

Well, why should I greet me? I was speechless.

Is this how you do business?

"I want to record a song." Feng Lin felt deeply difficult to communicate with the little girl, so he directly expressed his intentions.

"We have to wait for a while to record songs. My dad is out and back later. There are three types of recording studios here: 211 hours, 311 hours and 41 hours. Which one do you want to choose?" The girl said directly without raising her head.

It seems that the little girl is not the boss, but his father is the boss here, so it is more at ease. If the little girl is the recording engineer here, Feng Lin has to reconsider whether to record here.

As for the three recording studios with different prices, they should be three levels of recording equipment. In places like Shaozhou, 200, 300 or 400, there is probably not much difference. Feng Lin directly chose the 201-hour one, but he really had no money. He only costs 3,000 yuan in his pocket. He doesn’t know how long it takes to record two songs, and he doesn’t dare to choose a good recording studio.

Feng Lin talked to the little girl about choosing a recording studio. A middle-aged man in his forties wearing a strip shirt and messy hair walked in outside the door.

"Do you want to record a song?" The middle-aged man nodded to Feng Lin and signaled.

"Well, record two songs, are you the boss here?" Feng Lin looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I am the boss here."

As he said that, he looked at the girl and said sternly: "You can't go up and change your clothes and take off your makeup. It depends on how you look like now."

The little girl stuck out her tongue at the middle-aged man, turned around and ran towards the corner stairs, and the coldness she had previously in front of Feng Lin disappeared.

"My daughter is a little rebellious. Now she has formed a band with people. Her face is like a ghost all day long. I feel a headache when I look at it." Although the boss said a headache, the doting in his eyes is clearly visible.

Feng Lin understood what the boss said.

As a young man, he is showing off his personality and now he feels that his behavior is cool and handsome. He never thought that he would look back in a few years and would like to bury himself during this period. This experience will become a dark history that he will never get rid of.

Feng Lin smiled and said, "Young man, it's understandable."

The boss also smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Yes, I'm young, who didn't have such a part when I was young? By the way, what song do you want to record? Are you doing the accompaniment well?"

It seems that when this boss was young, he had an unbearable past. This is normal, especially when playing music, who had not had an unbearable experience when he was young?

Feng Lin took out the pre-written lyrics and music and prepared accompaniment to the boss.

"After doing it, just record it."

The boss took the accompaniment belt and two pages of paper with lyrics and music, and didn't care.

He has seen many young people who come to record songs. When he knows music theory, he thinks he is very good and can write songs by himself. In fact, most of the things he writes are nonsense.

But what does this matter to him, the boss of the studio? The studio charges on time. As long as you pay, it doesn’t matter how bad the recording is.

Feng Lin walked into the recording studio. He was no stranger to the recording studio. He was in the Conservatory of Music in his previous life. He also went to the recording studio of the college many times in his spare time.

Feng Lin stood in front of the microphone and shouted at the microphone for a while.

Outside the recording studio, the boss of the studio who was watching the situation inside appeared a bit of seriousness on his face. From Feng Lin went in and shouting at the microphone "Huh, ah," he knew that this young man should be an expert.

Feng Lin was not shouting at the microphone casually. He was opening his voice, and he was also adapting to the recording equipment here. The equipment in each studio was different. When singers entered different studios, they needed to adapt again to find the most suitable comfort zone for them.

Not to mention outsiders, even many new singers can easily ignore this point, and they can only try it over and over again to find the feeling.

After adjusting the distance between himself and the microphone, Feng Lin made an OK gesture to the boss outside the recording studio.

The familiar accompaniment melody appeared in my ears, and Feng Lin's voice rang out.

I feel exhausted since you left

White tung oil flying in the wind

This season of falling flowers are like people have feelings

The wind blows by the river hard

Flirting with tears of people for no reason

Such strong love can never be given

Sad night and night

...

As soon as the first sentence came out, the studio owner was shocked.

Feng Lin was still a test equipment this time, so he didn't invest too much emotion. Despite this, the boss of the studio wearing monitor headphones still felt so amazing.

This melody and this voice are amazing.

After working in the recording studio for so long, most of the people who came to record songs were amateur music lovers. He had heard countless bad songs in the monitor headphones. He originally thought that the young people inside were also the kind of music lovers, and his ears were ready to accept the destruction for several hours, but he didn't expect that the young people inside would surprise him.

He picked up Feng Lin's lyrics and music that he put aside and started to watch carefully. The studio owner also played music when he was young, so he was not unfamiliar with music scores. He hummed softly while watching the score, and gently tapped the tabletop with his hands and beat the beats. He really liked it the more he watched it.

Feng Lin finished singing and came out of the recording studio inside, but he didn't even notice it.

"Boss, boss."

Feng Lin shouted twice before he realized.

"This song is so well written, did you write it?" the studio owner exclaimed.

"I wrote it, can I listen to the effect of the same time just now?" Feng Lin answered briefly and asked about the situation of the same time just now.

"It's perfect." The studio owner gave Feng Lin a thumbs up and praised.

Feng Lin is covered in black lines!
Chapter completed!