My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 386 Recording
Listening to Han Qi sing is a kind of enjoyment.

Especially when it's in the recording studio.

People are staying in the recording studio, and the human voice enters the monitor earphones worn by several people outside without modification, and every little flaw will be infinitely amplified, and even a little bit of wrong sound can be heard.

But no blemishes, not at all.

Bivis has been fond of music since he was a child. He has been in this industry for nearly 30 years. He may not have seen as many top singers as in the United Kingdom and other places, but it is not too rare after so many years. He even listened to the recording of Aina, the so-called Norwegian music princess. room version.

But neither can be called enjoyment, only at this moment...

In the middle of the song, everyone closed their eyes, nodded lightly to the rhythm of Han Qi's song, and their breathing eased, fearing that it would affect the singer.

They completely forgot where they were, as long as they didn't press the switch, no sound from outside could be heard in the recording studio.

Han Qi also sang seriously, he hasn't sung like this for a long time.

At the end of a song, Han Qi pursed his lips to reflect on the feeling just now, and waited until the accompaniment in the earphones was completely over before opening his eyes, and several people outside were applauding.Seeing that Han Qi had regained his senses, Bivis clicked on the button and said:

"Good! Very good! This is the best studio version I've ever heard."

It’s not really good at the scene, but the singer can sing a song with the original voice in the recording studio without making mistakes, that’s the real awesomeness.There are no more than ten singers in the world who can do this.

Han Qi nodded lightly when he heard his praise.

He is more confident in his singing than in painting. In Han Qi's opinion, it is certain that he will be praised for his singing. He will be surprised if someone doesn't like it.

Walking out the door, Robinson rushed over and jumped in front of Han Qi.

"Hey! Han, this is what you sing!!" He gestured with his thumbs.

"Don't be so excited, if you like it, I will give you my concert ticket."

"Really? I will definitely listen to it then."

Robinson is a 20-year-old guy, a professional actor, which means he didn't go to college, and he has a lot of time when he is not filming.

As for filming... Where can there be so many suitable TV dramas in Norway?

Bivis also said, "Where is the concert? I'll be there to support you too."

"It should be in the UK, let's talk about it when the time comes, and I will definitely notify you."

"Okay," Bivis nodded, and turned around to hand a few music drafts to the band, "You guys should get familiar with each other soon, don't go back tonight, just stay here."

Han Qi hurriedly said: "No way, no way, take your time."

Anyway, I’m in Oslo, and I haven’t returned to my country, so I’ll just take some time to come and record songs. My own oil painting is divided into many stages, and I can spend a lot of time in between to do my own things.

Hearing what Han Qi said, Bivis relaxed his tone, but he also said: "Although Prince Han Qi said so, we still have to hurry up, you know?"

"Eh, no problem."

Han Qi saw that he was so majestic, and thought that he really was a capitalist.

I can't sing now, Han Qi missed Ingrid, so he said: "Then let's do it today, Mr. Bivis, let's leave a contact information? I think I will come over tomorrow if I have time, and practice with the band. .”

"No problem, but you can call me Bivis."

Norwegians don't use honorifics very much, and calling people by their first names is also a good way to express closeness.

Han Qi and Robinson went downstairs. Robinson's car was parked in front of the garden of this building. It was an Audi sports car with a bright yellow appearance.

When sending Han Qi back to the palace, he was still expressing his love for Han Qi's singing.

Han Qi wasn't impatient, and he wasn't flattering, no one would dislike honest compliments.

"It seems that I have another fan?" Han Qi said.

"That's for sure, I've been your fan since just now."

After driving for 10 minutes, I stopped at the intersection of the park where Han Qi often goes in and out.

Entering the palace from the street, in addition to the boulevard at the entrance of the park, there are several small paths, one of which leads to the back garden of the palace, and people who live in the palace take this path when entering and exiting.The front is reserved for tourists and some infrequent VIPs.

Just like the day Han Qi came with his parents, the palace closed the park and let the convoy slowly drive in from the boulevard.

As soon as Han Qi got out of the car, he saw Ingrid standing at the door. When he saw Han Qi, he waved vigorously. When he saw Robinson, he frowned, as if he thought he had seen this person somewhere.

"Then Han, I'm leaving, you must call me when the concert is held."

"OK!"

Ingrid came over and took Han Qi's hand and led him forward, and said in a puzzled tone: "That person looks familiar just now, is that your friend in Norway?"

"He, Robinson, I also met at our engagement ceremony."

"Robinson?"

"It's Even, the one on the TV."

"It's that rotten drama? How did you meet him?" Ingrid was taken aback.

"His sexual orientation is normal, so is the TV really as scary as you say?"

"I don't think so when I watch it. It's a good TV, but if you know them, I think it's scary." Ingrid groaned. "And do you know the other one?"

Han Qi patted her on the head, unable to smile bitterly: "What's going on in your little head every day?"

"I miss you!" She blurted out, as if she felt that her answer was very beautiful, and then she laughed like a little fool.

The two held hands all the time, and they didn't let go when they passed by the guards.

After they passed, Guard A rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Sure enough, for every couple who are passionately in love, there is one more Siamese twins in the world."

………………

Time slowed down.

Han Qi has never felt so relaxed in the past two years.

His contact with Ingrid's family became more and more relaxed, and getting along more and more happily, even Prince Haakon, who had always been scary before, now knows that he is a very good-hearted person, or a very gentle person.

Those cold faces she faced before were all faked.

The princess is still the same as before, but Han Qi finds it hard to believe that such a gentle woman actually controls many companies run by the royal family.

Just like the publishing house she gave to Ingrid, there are many such corporate royal families, but they are all relatively ordinary, and no company has achieved the position of an industry giant.

Han Qi thinks that these companies should be arranged before the royal family gave up their rights, but the king later failed to manage these companies well.

The British approach is to put all the companies in a foundation, and then hire professional managers to be in charge of the foundation, and they can get their own dividends.King Rahal actually wanted to use this method, but the matter was so important that it couldn't be done in a short time.

Han Qi now draws pictures every day, reads books with Ingrid, and then stays in the back garden for a while and takes a nap.

As the season enters summer, Han Qi’s favorite thing is to bask in the sun on the lawn in the back garden. Every morning, he checks how the painting is doing, and then he goes to bask in the sun, and then he goes to the recording studio in the afternoon. .

Even so, Han Qi did not receive a call from Bivis until three days later.

This is when Han Qi occasionally cooperates with them. The group of people that Han Qi often cooperates with in Rongcheng only took one day to record the accompaniment of an album. accompaniment.

"Han, the accompaniment has been recorded, when will you come over?"

"I guess it's all done, I'll be right over."

Hang up the phone, get up from the lawn and stretch.

Next to it is his easel. In a few days, the progress of this painting may only be a few percent, and it is still a long way from completion.But in summer, each layer of paint dries faster and a painting is completed faster.

Ingrid was also reading, and found that Han Qi received a call and asked, "Your song is finished?"

"Well, the accompaniment is finished, go record the song now, if it goes well, you can hear the complete song tomorrow."

If he goes through all of them, he will be able to record all seven songs in a few hours this afternoon, and after a little synthesis, he will be able to get the digital song source tomorrow, and then send it to the studio in China.

Establishing a studio is really the most correct thing Han Qi has done, it's too easy, and it doesn't cost much.

She tilted her head and thought for a while, but decided not to go out.

Han Qi would have to go out to record songs for at least a few hours now. If it was a little later and it would be dark, the two of them would go out for a few hours, and his father would have to say that he was not ladylike... Really annoying, she I really want to hear Han Qi sing live.

Singing a cappella without accompaniment is already very good. One can imagine how amazing it would be to appreciate Han Qi's singing with music.

"Then it's better for you to study hard. You are a person who is going to take the college entrance examination." Han Qi said with a smile, and went upstairs with his easel.

It’s not fun for Ingrid to be alone in the garden. She stood up and followed Han Qi back to the study with some unhappiness—Han Qi went out to sing and play, and she had to study at home, so annoying... …

It was still early, and Han Qi was not in a hurry, so he walked to the recording studio without getting a car.

Bivis was sitting on the sofa flipping through magazines boredly, when he heard the door knock, he looked up and said with a smile, "Han, you're finally here, we won't have any guests here for the next ten days, and it's just for you. "

"One day should be enough for me."

Bivis froze for a moment.

one day?
You are too confident, one day is not enough.

He had never seen the scene of Han Qi recording songs before, but he thought it was a bit sensational to record seven songs a day. In the past, those singers could complete one song a day, and the recording teacher had to praise the singer for several days for his spirituality.

But he didn't say anything, this is the prince, follow along.

"Let's start with one," Bivis said.

Taking off his coat and hanging it on the hanger, Han Qi walked into the clean and white recording studio.

He has been to many recording studios and likes to make the walls of the recording studio white. If Han Qi is allowed to do it himself, he will definitely make it look better and have a more artistic sense.

Wearing earphones, he nodded to the outside.

Bivis gave a thumbs up and played the accompaniment.

In the eyes of the people in the band, Han Qi's songs are very good, but they don't know the lyrics.

Now when Han Qi opened his voice, several people were dumbfounded.

What word is this?

The guitarist suddenly remembered and said, "This is the one from yesterday."

Yesterday Han Qi demonstrated a part of the lyrics here, and sang a part with Chinese opera.

When he reminded everyone, everyone remembered.

Bivis ignored them, he had heard it early in the morning, and was closing his eyes to feel the beating melody in the earphones.When you can't understand the lyrics of a song, all you can feel is the tone, rhythm, and singer's voice.

The unique singing style of Peking Opera instantly attracted everyone's eardrums.

When I listened to Han Qi singing yesterday, I just felt it was very special, but now I listen to it with the accompaniment...the mouth is so fast!
This is a song?
Can the song still be sung like this?Is this Huaxia's rap?
Obviously these few people have never heard of Huaxia drama.

Although Peking Opera troupes come to Norway to perform one or two performances every year, there are more people in Norway who have never heard of this singing method, even if the people here are all from the mixed music circle.

They can understand the English lyrics linked later,
After a song ended, Bivis woke up from his intoxication and looked at Han Qi in the recording studio in surprise.

It wasn't that Han Qi sang something wrong, but that he himself was in a trance.

"Han, save one first, can you sing it again?"

Han Qi didn't think there was something wrong with his singing, but the producer said so, so Han Qi nodded and said, "Okay, then sing it again."

"Okay, do you need any drinks, I'll prepare them for you."

"no need."

Han Qi sang it again, Bivis really concentrated his attention this time, no longer paying attention to whether the song is good or not, and carefully looking for problems in Han Qi's voice, but Han Qi was very stable from the beginning to the end, There is nothing wrong with it.

Is there really such a person?

Bivis saved this one again, thought about it, and checked the two saved ones at night, let Han Qi continue singing, and see if he could really finish it in one day.

"Han, you sing very well, the next song is "Cradles""

The blue professional vouchers will not come according to Han Qi's preferences. Although the music given is above the standard, for Han Qi personally, there are some that he likes, and some that feel more ordinary.

This song is his favorite among the seven songs.

The prelude and interlude are bright music boxes, and at the end, the music box is broken.

The music box is a metaphor. If it is darker, you can actually regard the music box as a person's psychology.

The lyrics are more artistic, or more depressing, but as long as Han Qi, the 'creator', does not speak out, the interpreters will have countless understandings of their own.

But it's undeniably a good song.

After listening to another song carefully, Bivis swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, Mr. Han Qi, let's go to the next one."

He didn't even dare to call Han Qi's name directly. At this speed, it seemed that as long as he didn't stretch his hips, Han Qi could really sing the seven songs in one breath.

Calling Prince Han Qi is because of awe of the royal family, or to ridicule Han Qi, but calling Teacher Han Qi is out of respect.

(End of this chapter)