"The field beside you, the fragrance of date flowers at hand..."

"stop!"

Bai Qianmeng was stunned, took off her headphones and stopped, then looked up at Lu Xingchuan opposite the glass.

Lu Xingchuan looked calm and started spraying, "What are you singing?"

"I......"

"Dare you still dare to talk back?"

"I'm not...I don't..."

Bai Qianmeng was so wronged.

She didn't talk back!

And what's wrong with her singing?

Old Zhao next to Lu Xingchuan is the old god.

Oh, after listening to Lu Xingchuan's singing, Bai Qianmeng was indeed a bit less meaningful and hot.

But he couldn't understand why Lu Xingchuan got so angry.

Do you really want Bai Qianmeng to sing well?

What does he mean?

Nonsense! Of course it’s a lot of money!

Otherwise, what else can I do?

Greedy about someone's body?

Bai Qianmeng was also quite aggrieved, and was a little dissatisfied, "Then Achuan, tell me what's wrong with me?"

She doesn't care about other aspects, but she is very confident in singing!

This is her only pride!

Well, the only pride in addition to family conditions, appearance and figure.

The main reason is that she is indeed a little inferior when facing Lu Xingchuan. After all, the other party is almost perfect, and she has seen her as a fat girl in the past.

In front of Lu Xingchuan, she always subconsciously felt that she was still the fat girl she used to be.

Lu Xingchuan smiled.

Hum? Still stubborn?

Yes, it just so happens that the music reviews he memorized before can be used.

However, before this, we must suppress this girl’s arrogance first!

Standing up and walking into the recording studio, Lu Xingchuan waved his hand and asked Bai Qianmeng to stand aside, then put on his headphones and said, "I'll sing it, listen."

Then he gestured to Lao Zhao on the opposite side of the glass.

Lao Zhao compared OK, and then showed an expression of watching the show.

Bai Qianmeng pouted and gave up her seat, she was indeed a little unhappy.

She wanted to see what Achuan could sing.

"Ahem." Clearing his throat, Lu Xingchuan said, "Brother Zhao, come on."

Lao Zhao decisively recommended music.

The sound of suona that makes people get goosebumps suddenly sounded!

After the prelude passed, Lu Xingchuan began to sing the first sentence.

"The field beside you, the fragrance of date flowers at hand

"The sorghum is ripe and red, and I'll take you to the distance..."

Bai Qianmeng suddenly widened her eyes, her eyes that were clearly distinguished by black and white, and her mouth that was originally slightly pouted gradually opened slightly.

The high notes are even higher than the wave!

Then the feelings are very abundant, and with this easy and soprano-level range... Finally, a passionate and not greasy young voice ends...

Bai Qianmeng was stunned.

After singing the song, Lu Xingchuan took off his headphones, "How?"

Lao Zhao gave a thumbs up outside, "The high notes are sweet, the mid notes are accurate, the low notes are heavy, in short, it is transparent!

"In addition to the singer Xu Yuan, the singer of the past, Brother Lu, you are the first singer I have ever seen in the recording studio! Awesome!"

Lu Xingchuan: "..."

This has a fart bass!

But this is not the point.

The focus is on the Fat Sheep Bai Qianmeng!

Why is this girl crying?

"Why are you singing so well..."

Bai Qianmeng bit her lower lip and her eyes turned red.

Lu Xingchuan: "..."

No, can you still cry when you listen to a song?

This girl has such rich tear glands?

Actually not.

Bai Qianmeng cried because she felt that the only point she could show in front of Lu Xingchuan was gone.

Then when she thought of herself practicing singing hard every day, she kept crying, but was crushed, her self-esteem and confidence were all hit by dimensionality reduction.

“I don’t want to sing.”

She suddenly felt a little overjoyed.

This time it was Lu Xingchuan people who were dizzy.

Sister! If you don’t sing, where will I go to fetch the wool?

It's so amazing! I have to raise a baby even if I sell a song.

Lu Xingchuan tried to make his expression soft and his tone very gentle, "You were wrong, actually... you are better than me."

Bai Qianmeng raised her head, her eyes swaying in tears, "Really? I don't believe it."

"..." Lu Xingchuan began to recite what he had memorized before, "Your range is very wide, and you can sing any high notes at any high notes. So I think the tone of this song must be constantly improved and attacked towards the high notes.

"This is your strength, and these songs I have prepared specifically for you."

Bai Qianmeng's mood improved a lot, but she was still a little suspicious, "I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere..."

Oh, where else can it be? Just what Lu Xingchuan said just now!

But now she must not be able to recall it!

Lu Xingchuan suddenly put his hands on her shoulders, his expression very serious, "Baibai, do you believe me?"

“I…I…”

Suddenly being "attacked", Bai Qianmeng's eyes now turned into circles of mosquito coiled eyes.

"Even if you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in me who believes in you!"

"I, I...I got it..."

Yes, even if I am not confident, Achuan has always trusted me.

He trusts me so much with such strong strength, which means that my voice conditions are fine!

However, there are still things to learn.

As a singer, you have to keep improving!

"Achuan, can you teach me to sing?"

Lu Xingchuan was stunned, then gritted his teeth and agreed, "Yes..."

It's really not easy to sell songs...

Forget it, it’s hard to make money, so I’m tolerant to it in order to make money!

Opposite the glass wall, Lao Zhao lit a cigarette silently and remembered the past.

"Youth..."

............

"Okay, it's finally done." After a day and a half hard work, Bai Qianmeng finally recorded all four songs.
To be continued...