Chapter 42

The recording studio is very close to the roadside, less than 200 meters.

However, this short distance is extremely long for Lin Yao. Fangfang beside her couldn't help reaching out to help her. She forced her back with her eyes.

The little assistant is very distressed, but she also knows that her sister Yao is gentle on the surface, but stubborn inside. She can only watch Lin Yao finish more than 200 steps seemingly normally.

Mo Yan contacted the boss in advance. A manager opened the door for them and several people entered the studio.

The recording studio is on the first floor, with a large area. It is equipped with piano, electronic organ, guitar, bass, drum, Violin and other musical instruments, as well as microphone, monitoring speaker, earphone, computer and other recording equipment.

Lin Yao walked into the studio and sat directly on the chair closest to the door. Her feet hurt too much and she couldn't hold it.

Fang Xiaole didn't notice Lin Yao's abnormality. At the moment, his attention has been attracted by various musical instruments in the studio.

"This place is really nice!"

Lin Yao smiled and said, "the owner of this studio is sister Yan's friend and used to be a singer. Sister Yan said that he is the best studio in Jiangrong."

"Really professional."

Fang Xiaole was excited like a child walking into a room full of toys. He looked left and touched right. He couldn't put down every musical instrument and recording equipment.

He went to an electronic organ and sat down. After a few attempts, he couldn't help playing the prelude to the roof.

The open singing field began to reverberate with the melodious and pleasant sound of the piano.

Lin Yao looked at the man who played the piano. His eyes were handsome and firm, his fingers were slender, his body was thin, and his face was full of concentration and intoxication when playing the piano.

His intoxication made her intoxicated.

"Sister Yao, are you okay?"

Fangfang took a handkerchief to help Lin Yao wipe the sweat on her forehead and said painfully, "why don't you let assistant Fang practice first, and you have a rest?"

"How about that? Just now we finally found it in the car that night... We found something. How can I be lazy here alone?"

Lin Yao stood up slowly with one hand on the table next to her.

Fang Xiaole is immersed in playing. His fingers are playing happily. The only drawback is that the playing of only one instrument is a little monotonous.

Suddenly, a bass playing sound sounded and gently collided with the melody of the electronic organ.

The sound of two beautiful musical instruments is integrated without barrier, just like the stars with the moon, gently soft and floating.

Fang Xiaole looked up and saw Lin Yao sitting not far away, playing bass.

The beautiful girl in a white dress is like a fairy who doesn't eat human fireworks. She holds a rock and roll Beth, but she has no abrupt feeling. On the contrary, she has a little more playful and lovely in her pure beauty and gentleness.

Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing. Unexpectedly, a girl like Lin Yao could also play bass.

Lin Yao also showed a sweet smile towards Fang Xiaole. Now immersed in the music, she forgot her shyness and timidity, and looked at each other while playing with Fang Xiaole.

This song is very long, which makes the two people run in more tacit understanding in playing.

This song is very short because the player always hopes that the music will never end.

"Cough, why do I feel a little sore? Is it too sweet for lunch? "

Fangfang looked at this scene and suddenly felt that her tongue was sweet and her chest was stuffy. She couldn't help wondering.

At the end of the song, Lin Yao quickly stopped looking at Fang Xiaole.

"Lin Yao, you can even play bass, and you can play so well. It's great!"

Fang Xiaole sincerely praised: "no wonder they call you a talented woman."

"That's right. Sister Yao is not only a talented girl in the singing world, but also a national goddess. People who like her can row from Jiangrong to the South Pole."

Fangfang also came over and said with great pride.

"Fangfang!" Lin Yao gently pushed her away and said to Xiao Le, "don't listen to her nonsense."

Lin Yao's face turned a little red. He always felt that being praised in front of him was a bit like being introduced to a blind date by a matchmaker. He was so ashamed that he quickly switched off the topic:

"By the way, sister Yan said that if you need to invite musicians to accompany, you can contact the boss and see how many people you need."

Fang Xiaole thought and said, "we can both play and sing. Just find two accompaniment teachers. By the way, what else can you do except bass?"

"I can play musical instruments, piano, drum, saxophone, Yang Qin, flute, guitar, erhu..." Lin Yao stretched out her green jade fingers and counted them while pulling her fingers.

This number, from playing and plucking to striking and pulling strings, from the nation to the west, is almost a whole minute.

"So powerful?" Fang Xiaole was really surprised that there were few such comprehensive female singers even on the earth in the past.

The key is still so beautiful!

"You don't give other female singers a living." Fang Xiaole sincerely exclaimed.

No wonder there are so many people on the Internet. Black Lin Yao and wood show in the forest. The wind will destroy it.

In Fang Xiaole's amazing and admiring eyes, Lin Yao shyly lowers her head, but she is not sweet in her heart.

Who doesn't want to be praised by the people they like?

"Then you play the piano, I'll bass, and ask the boss to send a drummer and saxophone player. Do you think it's ok?"

Fang Xiaole, who was thinking about how to arrange the musicians, didn't notice Lin Yao's small expression. Seeing that Lin Yao still bowed his head after he finished, he asked strangely:

"Lin Yao, what's the matter with you?"

"Ah?" Lin Yao raised her head and waved her hand a little flustered: "nothing, nothing, just do as you say."

Then let Fangfang contact the studio owner, and the other party replies that the drummer and saxophone player will come later.

While waiting, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao seized the time and sang while playing.

At this time, Fangfang's cell phone rang. It was Mo Yan's phone. She went out of the studio and connected.

Mo Yan inquired about Lin Yao's singing practice and suddenly asked, "is Lin Yao next to you?"

"No, sister Yao is practicing songs. I'm outside the studio."

Fangfang looked back at the recording room and wondered why sister Yao and assistant Fang always look at each other when they like to play the piano. Aren't they afraid of playing wrong?

"Fangfang, don't let Lin Yao surf the Internet these days."

Mo Yan's voice was a little low. Fangfang understood something.

"Sister Yan, is there someone on the Internet talking to sister Heiyao? Is it the Yellow wormwood again? "

"You don't have to take care of these. In short, you must not let Lin Yao surf the Internet these days. She's hurt and her mood is just a little bit better. After recording the song, you have to record the program in a few days. You can't be distracted at this time."

Mo Yan didn't say much. He seemed to have something to deal with in a hurry. After giving a few instructions, he hung up the phone.

Fangfang stood in place, silent for a moment, turned her head and looked into the studio. She found that Lin Yao was still concentrating on practicing songs, so she picked up her mobile phone and went online to check the news related to Lin Yao.

In less than five minutes, Fangfang's face became extremely ugly.