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Chapter 107 Recording Studio

When Zheng Fan woke up, Lin Zhiwei was gone, leaving nothing behind except the bed with the lingering fragrance.

This made Zheng Fan feel like last night was a dream, without any trace.

He took out his mobile phone, it was half past seven, twenty or ten minutes earlier than the alarm clock.

There is a message sent by Lin Zhiwei on WeChat.

"Prepare well for the competition, and see you at the strange fish annual ceremony!"

This Lin Zhiwei is like a rainbow in the sky, beautiful and charming, but fleeting, and sometimes Zheng Fan can't figure out whether she has become her wild flower, or he has become her wild man.

Packed the audio and accompaniment of the song Guangdian and sent it to Mustache.

Zheng Fan was about to get up and tidy up.

The day after tomorrow will be the finals. Although the result has been arranged by these people long ago, without the excitement and novelty of the game, Zheng Fan still needs to cultivate his spirit and try his best to bring stable performance to the audience.

This is the minimum principle for a singer. Standing on the stage, you must be worthy of the microphone in your hand and the audience under the stage.

After tidying himself up, Zheng Fan contacted the staff of the program group and asked to go to the recording studio to practice the song.

This made the staff in charge of Zheng Fan's eyes widen.

Hey, hey, since he was in charge of Zheng Fan's affairs, this was the first time he met Zheng Fan with a request to practice singing.

Moreover, Zheng Fan has very few things, so he usually doesn't look for him very much, but unlike other contestants, he either dislikes bad food or bad clothes.

Zheng Fan's saving time and effort made him as happy as a god. He would go to his room every day, and when Timmy opened, the days of playing games with his salary were not to mention how happy he was.

After hearing Zheng Fan's request, without further ado, the staff contacted the program team's car as quickly as possible, and drove Zheng Fan to the recording studio.

The recording studio is not very far from the hotel, about ten minutes' drive away.

This is an underground recording studio, which has more than a dozen recording studios, and is also equipped with sound repair personnel for the use of musicians in need.

This is the first time Zheng Fan came here to practice songs besides recording commercial songs.

Thinking of the recording of commercial songs, Zheng Fan felt that he was losing money.

Because I agreed with the program team at that time, I would cooperate with them in acting, create conflicts with Zhan Xiao, and increase the point of view, and the reward from the program team was to sing commercial songs for two consecutive episodes to increase his exposure .

But the first time Zheng Fan came to record commercial songs, the one he sang was horrible. The sound repair staff outside the shed always thought that Zheng Fan was playing big names and didn't want to sing well.

It made him work extra hours for Zheng Fan to improve his tone.

When Zheng Fan recorded the commercial song for the second time, he found an excuse and didn't record anything.

Of course, Zhan Xiao, a related account, took over. Except for the episode sung by Zheng Fan, the rest of the commercial songs were all sung by Zhan Xiao.

Entering the recording studio, Zheng Fan randomly found an empty recording studio and walked over. When he saw the sound repair staff outside the studio, he almost laughed out loud.

At the age of 24, I still have a lot of youthful and beautiful acne on my face.

Isn't this the sound repairer who tuned himself until his face turned green?
"Hey, what a coincidence, buddy, we are destined for each other."

Hearing the sound, the sound fixer who was picking up the phone raised his head, saw that it was Zheng Fan, and was a little taken aback, then pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Um...Brother Fan, are you here to record a commercial song again? "

It's over, I have to work overtime again today.

Glancing at his work badge, which said Wang Xiaoli, Zheng Fan smiled and said, "Xiaoli, I don't need you to do any work today. I'm just here to practice, and I don't need to improve my pronunciation, haha."

After nodding with Wang Xiaoli, Zheng Fan walked into the recording studio.

Wang Xiaoli, who was outside the door, saw Zheng Fan enter the recording studio, quietly turned on the computer, turned on the volume and played it out, took out his phone and turned on the recording.

The last time Zheng Fan came to record a commercial song, he didn't expect it to be so unpleasant. When he and his friends were drinking and bragging about it, no one believed it when he told it.

After all, Zheng Fan's performance on the stage is obvious to all the audience. After so many games, his performance is very stable, not even a slight broken sound or out of tune, how could he be incomplete.

On the other hand, Wang Xiaoli firmly believed that hearing is deception and seeing is believing. Zheng Fan must be lip-syncing on stage, so he recorded his singing voice at this time, and let those people listen to it when the time comes.

"Cough cough~"

Zheng Fan coughed twice, and the voice came out clearly.

It's about to start, Wang Xiaoli's mood fluctuated, and a sense of mission to uncover the darkness emerged in his mind.

You are all idiots, you still don’t believe me when I tell you Zheng Fan’s lip-syncing, just wait until I get the evidence and see what you say.

"The girl told me that I protected her dreams~
In this world, there are not many people who treat her like this, and she gradually forgets about me..."

A melodic singing voice came from the computer speakers.

Zheng Fan did not use accompaniment, but purely a cappella, which can better reflect the skill of the singer.

This song is exactly what the girl said to me.

Originally, this song was sung in the a cappella segment, so Zheng Fan didn't want to sing this song again in the show.

But there is no other way now, the points have already been extracted and sold to Mustache, and now I don't have a new song, so I can only play this song again.

And Wang Xiaoli, who heard Zheng Fan's singing, opened his mouth wide.

This didn't follow the script at all. You shouldn't sing so badly. It's out of tune and ugly like last time?

This time you sing so well, how can I brag and criticize with my friends?
Feeling uninterested for a moment, Wang Xiaoli stopped the recording, instead of paying attention to Zheng Fan, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to eat a handful of chicken.

"Xiao Li, let me ask you something."

Wang Xiaoli, who just opened the game interface, heard Zheng Fan's voice, stood up quickly, and asked Zheng Fan what he needed.

Zheng Fan came over with a smile, pointed to the equipment in the recording studio and asked, "Xiaoli, how much do you think I would need to build a recording studio similar to yours?"

This is actually the ultimate purpose of Zheng Fan coming here today.

This recording studio is about [-] square meters, which is about the same size as the study in his new house. Zheng Fan wants to build a recording studio by himself!

Hearing Zheng Fan's inquiry, Wang Xiaoli became energetic. This is his professional field. When he brags with his friends and criticizes Zheng Fan's recording studio, it is decorated according to his own suggestion. Isn't that also very face-saving!

"Hey, Brother Fan, then you are asking the right person. Come, let me introduce you."

Pulling Zheng Fan into the recording studio, Wang Xiaoli said, "Let's not talk about anything else, Brother Fan, if you want to build a recording studio at home, the most important thing is the soundproof cotton."

Zheng Fan nodded when he heard this, and secretly sighed that he was really a professional. He thought he only needed to buy some equipment.

"Our sound insulation cotton can only be regarded as average. The good sound insulation cotton not only has good sound insulation effect, but also waterproof and fireproof. Do you think it is powerful?"

"awesome."

Speaking of this, Wang Xiaoli chuckled: "To tell you the truth, Brother Fan, I have a friend who does this. The best sound insulation cotton and matching sound insulation panels, [-] square meters, [-] if you want, how about it?"

Well, it turned out that he was waiting for himself here.

Zheng Fan nodded with a smile, saying that there is no problem.

This time, Wang Xiaoli was really happy. It was more than 30 flats. Even if he got [-] flats and had an extra [-] flats for spare, his rebate would have to be less than [-].

"Come on, Brother Fan, let me introduce you to other things. Audio and microphone mixers are necessary, as well as monitor computers and monitor headphones. By the way, you can divide it into two small rooms, one for recording song, a listening room tuning..."

Zheng Fan took out his cell phone and wrote down what Wang Xiaoli said in the memo.

(End of this chapter)