"Wife, don't need make-up, go away." Feng Yu waited at the door, watching Li Na's fine eyebrows.
Just eat with Wen Dongjun and Liu Kun. Do you need makeup?
Feng Yu is thinking about whether to hire two makeup artists for his wife. She is not satisfied with her painting and wipes it off. She can comb her hair for half an hour!
It was nearly half an hour before Li Na came out. Fortunately, Feng Yu had already found a professional person to match Li Na's clothes. The matching clothes, shoes and bags were all put together, which would never be wrong.
When Feng Yu asked in the car, he knew that Liu Kun's wife was also a researcher. She was usually more upright than Li Na, the teacher. But I made up for my cousin's wedding that day. It's totally different. I'm obviously in my teens.
Since then, Li Na has also found it necessary to make up. And it's not the simple painting before. It must be very delicate!
During the meal, Li Na found that only her make-up was very serious. Zhang Han and Liu Kun's wife drew a simple picture, but it seemed that she was too deliberate.
Liu Kun has just finished a project research, which is very successful. He can bring tens of millions of profits to the Research Institute. According to the rules, he can also get a lot of bonus and have a rest. From now on to the new year, he doesn't need to work overtime frequently.
We haven't been together for a long time. Feng Yu has always had time. Wen Dongjun and Li Na don't work overtime. Liu Kun and her husband have not seen each other for nearly half a year.
Feng Yu doesn't like to eat with some business partners or subordinates. Those people always talk about their work, or they eat comfortably with Wen Dongjun. You can talk about some interesting things.
This time out, they didn't bring their children. After dinner, they planned to find some entertainment.
"Find a place to sing. I haven't sung for a long time." Liu Kun proposed.
"Hahaha, I just want to show my voice. Feng Yu, set up a studio. " Wendong army put on the appearance of a big singer.
The singing was too bad and the voice was not very good. At that time, Feng Yu had to sing with him. Later, Feng Yu took him to a recording studio owned by the Chinese brothers. With the professional equipment, many ordinary singers could sing more beautiful songs.
For the voice of Wendong army, the promotion is even greater. As a result, Wen Dongjun fell in love with it. When it comes to singing, he asked Feng Yu to take him to the studio.
The big studio, Wen Dongjun has no one to spend money for him, the small studio, he also dislikes the effect is not good, that is the place for the second and third-line singers to practice songs, the equipment is too common!
Feng Yu made a phone call to arrange the recording room.
The largest studio in the capital has many recording rooms. One of the biggest is a famous singer in Xiangjiang. He was interrupted and asked to change to another small studio.
"What's the matter with you? I'm here to record new songs. It's the main song of my new album. I heard that you have good equipment and professional talents. I haven't finished recording yet. Why do I need to change my room?" The singer's face was unhappy.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry. This is our temporary business. Someone wants to use this studio. In this way, I'll ask someone to keep this studio for you tomorrow and use it for a day free. " The person in charge said.
As a result, he said that Chen singer was even more unhappy. If someone wanted to use it, I would let it out. Doesn't that prove that my coffee rank is lower than that of the other party?
Among Chinese singers, he doesn't think he is worse than anyone else. Last year, he won all kinds of awards in the field of speech singing. In several singing variety shows, he is the judge. Who can make him make room!
"President Yang, tell me, who is going to use this studio?"
Mr. Yang looked at Chen Gexing coldly: "it's our boss who wants to use it. What else do you want to say?"
What's the attitude? I transferred a recording studio for you and promised you a free day tomorrow. Are you not satisfied? If you want to be wild, don't look at this place!
What else does Chen Gexing want to say? I saw several people come in the studio, holding Fruit plate?
This is the recording room. How expensive the equipment is. How can I get this kind of thing! When singers like them come to record songs, the cup for drinking water must also be covered. It is not allowed to stand near the equipment and open the cover for fear of water dripping on the equipment.
This is good, he not only saw the fruit plate, but also saw someone carrying some beer to come in. Is this a KTV!
"Go out with your people and things. I'll arrange someone to clean this place right away."
Seeing this attitude of President Yang, Chen Gexing knows that he can't afford to offend him, so he has to pack up and leave.
After half an hour, several Songjiang cars stopped at the gate of the studio, and three men and women came in together.
"Dong Feng, this way, please. The elevator is good for you." President Yang came to lead the way in person. Some flattering appearance, and just face Chen singer when two people!
Go upstairs, Yang Zongyi leads to the studio, and asks if he wants to arrange a recorder.Feng Yu didn't speak yet. Wen Dongjun shouted for help. Last time he recorded the song, he took it back to the unit and played it for a long time. If he hadn't gone to KTV with his colleagues to show the original shape, he would have been called the singer of the general sports bureau!
The recorder came not only for recording, but also for ordering songs. At the same time, it can also give Wen Dongjun a hint, telling him when it's time to enter the song, so that he can't keep up with the rhythm.
"Ah, Dong Jun's singing is so much better." Li Na sat outside, looking surprised.
Feng Yu threw a grape into his mouth: "look at the expression of the recording engineer, and you will know what it's like to listen to the voice of Wen Dongjun in the earphone."
"Is it?" Li Na curiously walked over, picked up an earpiece beside the recorder and put it on. The expression on her face became particularly wonderful.
She beckoned to Zhang Han, then Zhang Han put it on and listened for a while, then Liu Kun and his wife. As we all know, there was no change in Wen Dong Jun's singing, but the recorder used the equipment to fix it directly.
When Wen Dongjun finished singing one song, he came out elated: "how are you, are you overwhelmed by my singing?"
Zhang Han clapped the back of the recorder's chair: "please play the song he just sang. It's the one before the repair. There's no accompaniment."
The recorder looked at Zhang Han in embarrassment: "are you sure?" How embarrassing it would be to let that out!
Zhang Han nodded: "sure, that's my husband."
When all kinds of broken and out of tune voices came out, the smile on Wen Dongjun's face solidified: "this is what I sang?"
Feng Yuqiang could not help laughing: "do you really think how good your singing is? I said that you can learn some skills from professional teachers, but you think you are a genius. What else can we say that we should strive to be useful, and what can we do with genius? Now I see, maybe there's a genius, but obviously you're not. "
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