Chapter 46

"Black Cloud" is the most popular biographical film of the year. Huaxia Entertainment has invested in it and has a piece of it.

Rong Rong is still the first time to come to the city. There are some differences between the world's s city and the previous generation, but the strange thing is that some landmark buildings are somewhat similar. Huaxia Entertainment's branch is located next to a skyscraper called the “opener”, occupying the middle 12 floors of the building.

The elevator stopped at the 32nd floor steadily. When Rong Rong and Luo Zhentao left the elevator, they saw a fashionable middle-aged man at a glance. The other is about forty years old, but wearing a stylish black coat, especially boldly with a dark green scarf, hair and instruments are very clean.

Seeing Rong Rong, the middle-aged handsome uncle immediately smiled and walked up. He said, "You have been ten minutes ahead of schedule. Fortunately, I have arrived in advance today, otherwise I am not asking you to wait?" Bring the relationship between the two parties closer.

Rong Rong smiled and smacked his lips, looking at the seemingly amiable fashion uncle, and then smiled: "Zhao Ge, just not traffic jam today, I did not expect to arrive in advance. Hello, I am Rong Rong."

Rong Rong is only 18 years old this year, and Zhao Kun is already fifty-three years old. He is well maintained and looks very young, but his age is actually bigger than Rong's father, but he can be called "Zhao Ge".

The smile on my face was more sincere. Zhao Kunlang smiled and said: "Then we go directly to the studio."

There are many singing parts in the movie "Black Clouds". According to Liang Dao, it is intended to let Rong Rong sing all. Because the film uses the original sound, not the late dubbing, if the sound of singing is the sound of tolerance, it can give the audience a sense of substitution and make the film more perfect.

Zhao Kun is a well-known music producer of Huaxia Entertainment. He is also the music director of Liang Yun’s specially invited Black Cloud. He is responsible for all the soundtrack production, including the episodes and accompaniment. As for the music with the lyrics, all of them are the works of Ling Xiao.

Let the smile smile.

Zhao Kun nodded with satisfaction: "Well, you may not have recorded a song before, you will sing in it first, we will try it again."

But for a long time, everything is ready. Rong Rong sat in a soundproofed studio with a thick layer of glass and compared Zhao Kun to an "ok" gesture. Zhao Kun did not seem to think that this child would actually speak with his own gestures according to the rules of the circle. He gave a slight glimpse and then nodded.

The staff began to debug the audio. Luo Zhentao stood not far from them. Before the audio was placed in the third tone, he heard one of the staff members said to Zhao Kun: "Director, do you need to record directly?"

Zhao Kun shook his head and said in a casual tone: "No, this is just to let Rong Yi try the sound, find the feeling. You just put down the music is enough, do not need to tune, let me hear the feeling of singing. You Today is a bit harder, add a class, today must record this "Lost Wings"."

When the staff member heard this, he suddenly squatted and groaned in his mouth: "Let the actor who has never sung a song record such a difficult song in a day, and work overtime can't be done..."

Zhao Kun took a look at this person. This person seems to be familiar with him, and his hippie smiles and fools.

On the side of them, Luo Zhentao listened to their conversation, but felt that the heart was not particularly good.

Who said that Rong Rong didn't sing well, couldn't finish the song in one day? Have you ever heard him sing in the end, he can really sing really well!

For the first time, Luo Zhentao had such a short-shouldered mood. He now wants to let these musicians listen to the songs that Rong Rong sang at the time of the audition, as well as the songs often sung during the filming. So nice! Better than many idol singers and draft singers!

In Luo Zhentao's depressed mood, the low-sounding prelude sounded slowly in the quiet studio. The beginning of "Lost Wings" is a piano solo. The crisp piano sounds like a patter of light rain, hitting the corner of the eaves, causing people to slowly settle down, and there is a kind of sadness that cannot be said.

A thick layer of sound-proof glass, the warm yellow light shines on the soft hair of the juvenile, reflecting a layer of fascinating gold. Rong Rong wore a pair of large headphones, which seemed to be bigger than his face. He looked at the score in his hand and the other hand touched the microphone gently.

This scene is calm and peaceful, beautiful and delicate teenagers and soft and warm environment, they are lined together, as if there is no competition.

However, Zhao Kun did not have any opinion on this. He only looked at Rong Rong with a meaningful look. Finally, he looked at the hand of Rong Rong who touched the recording microphone. He frowned slightly, and he thought to himself: "It really is a layman. If you make a noise by hand, this can be troublesome."

However, this was only an attempt. There was no recording at all, and Zhao Kun did not correct it.

The soft chords gradually inserted into the piano, and after a rush of music, everything was calm, leaving only the piano's monophonic sound.

In the studio, Zhao Kun and the staff looked calm and looked very relaxed. Luo Zhentao looked solemn and stared closely at the boy across the glass. In a quiet, needle-dropping sound, in such an environment, a clear and leisurely song slowly sounded.

"If you say, there is tomorrow."

"Would you see you tomorrow?"

"When the breeze blows through our window, who remembers that memorial..."

Luo Zhentao slowly widened his eyes and stared at the teenager in the studio. I saw that Rong Han touched the recording microphone with one hand, and the narrow and beautiful dice closed tightly. He sang a lyric of the sentence softly. He didn't look at the music score any more, as if all the sounds were recorded in his mind.

When the first paragraph was finished, he slowly opened his eyes in the soothing music. The splendid soft light shone from the top of his head, hitting the sly feathers, and a faint shadow on the white face.

In the entire studio, the birds were silent.

Luo Zhentao did not think that with the perfect radio equipment, this young boy’s voice... would be even better! He clenched his fists with excitement, and the two staff who manipulated the console all froze.

Zhao Kun held his chest with his hands, his lips were slightly open, and he looked at the boy behind the glass with a stunned look. He hasn't recovered yet. The next moment, Rong Rong is close to the microphone and sings softly.

"See you and my record."

"There is a song called mourning."

"It says that there are no wings of butterflies, flying high, and not reaching forever..."

When the singer ended, Zhao Kun immediately released his arms and went straight to the two staff members. He said, "Isn't it said that you don't want to sing, how can you sing again? I want to hear him this time. The tone, listen to his feelings, what do you do with the voice?!"

The two staff members were suddenly rushed and both of them shook.

One of the staff members whispered whispered: "But the director... we didn't move the console..."

Zhao Kun suddenly stunned, and his movements turned stiffly to look at the console. I saw that the two staff members were right at the moment and placed their hands under the mixer, and all the tuning buttons were placed in the most normal position. The bass zone, the midrange zone, and the treble zone, each button has no signs of being debugged. so……

Is this voice really a true singer? !

Zhao Kun’s eyes flashed a touch of surprise that could not be hidden. On the other hand, Rong Rong sighed with a scorpion and sang the high | tide part of the song.

The wing is supposed to belong to the bird that flies for nine days. The butterfly is extravagant for a pair of wings, but it is not a bird after all, it can't fly into the sky, it can't reach forever. When the wing suddenly lost, the butterfly fell into the muddy soil, struggling over and over again and trying to climb again, but it had no strength.

Its life is related to the wings. Without it, it falls slowly into the earth and consumes the end of life. It becomes nutritious, rots in this land, its wings can't come back, and it really can never come back.

When the song ended, Rong Rong sighed softly on the last tone.

The sound was very light, but it was like a tiny feather, gently sweeping through the hearts of everyone present. A kind of faint despair, a kind of grief that is not so intense, in this song, the performance is vivid.

The tone is pure and elegant, and the technique is gorgeous and difficult to be picky.

Zhao Kun looked at the back of the glass, only to see Rong Rong than a gesture, Zhao Kun's face was more dignified. For a moment of silence, he gestured toward Rong Rong, letting a slight glimpse, then nodded lightly, put on the earphones again, and sat down in front of the recording microphone.

This time, Zhao Kun pressed his hand on the console and said seriously to his men: "I have already sang seven points. You have to work hard for me, do nine points, do you know?"

Listening to this, Luo Zhentao’s mouth was pumping, and the surface was still very calm, but the heart was already speechless: just now his family sang so well, you misunderstood it, and now dare to say only Seven points? !

And Luo Zhentao certainly did not see the shocked expression of the two staff members.

Zhao Kun’s seven points, placed in the Huaxia music scene, is already a level where you can directly open a concert!

Moreover, among the active singers, many people are scorned by Zhao Kun, ridiculing the other party can not even do three points. The album that can reach the seven points of Zhao Kun’s heart is a masterpiece with more than six digits of sales. As for the legendary tense, it seems that only the two songs in the year have achieved this. They were praised by Zhao Kun. The rest of the songs in the evaluation of Zhao Kun are between eight and nine points.

In the eyes, there was a long-lost spark, and Zhao Kunxing looked at the young and elegant boy.

At this moment, the elevator branch of Huaxia Entertainment, the elevator slowly rose. In the elevator, a gentle and gentle man pushed the eyes on the bridge of the nose and said with great dissatisfaction: "When the film is finished, what kind of recording do you have to listen to? In the past few months, I have been running both the city and the b city, Qin Cheng. Are you reimbursing your ticket?"

Just right, just listening to the "叮-", the elevator stopped at the 32nd floor.

The handsome and handsome man stepped out of the elevator and threw the agent behind him in the elevator. Xu Jin’s mouth twitched and quickly followed. Walking and walking, he suddenly thought: "You take care of Rong Rong... really have not passed the head?"

A group of staff saw Qin Cheng, the whole person was stupid in the same place, don't say to sign, and even forgot to breathe.

Qin Cheng walked over to the recording studio. When he heard Xu Jin’s words, he slightly raised his head and raised an eyebrow: “My mother wants me to take care of him, is there a problem?”

Xu Jin spreads his hand: "You are happy."

Qin Cheng went straight forward quickly and did not find out that his gold medal agent slowly sank his face and looked at his back intricately. After the lens, Xu Jin slightly raised his eyes and said with deep meaning: "No problem? I see... This problem seems to be a bit big."