The ghost king wants to walk the road of flowers

Chu Lai spent the whole morning making the accompaniment with software and sending it to the company's tuning teacher for revision.That afternoon, five people came to the company.Time was running out, Zhao Mian glanced at the composition book in a hurry, flipped through it twice, then sent the five into the recording studio, and started recording songs directly.

Lao Jiang took the composition book from Zhao Mian and carefully looked at the notes and lyrics on the stave.

Chu Lai gave this song a well-regulated, but also a bit playful name - "Peach Cherry".

When Lao Jiang saw the first line of the lyrics, the accompaniment sounded in the monitor earphones.

Lao Jiang was stunned suddenly. At the moment when he heard the prelude, he felt like he was dreaming back to the 90s.

He looked at Zhao Mian and said, "Mr. Zhao, this?"

With his chin in his hands, Zhao Mian looked at the five people in the recording studio very seriously, and even tapped the toes of his shoes regularly.

Old Jiang stared blankly.He thought to himself, is he too young to understand this "trend"?

At this time, Rong Nuo had already sung the first line of the lyrics.After the first line was over, Haiyou sang the second line after him.

Zhao Mian nodded and said, "A funky song, this song is suitable for dancing."

Rong Nuo and Hai You are in charge of the bass part of the verse and the chorus part. Chu Lai's amazing voice suddenly burst into the ears, making people's ears as comfortable as being washed by a clear spring.Zhao Mian couldn't help giving a thumbs up and praised: "This voice is simply better than Qian Xiang."

The rap part of the song was followed by Rong Nuo and Hai You. When the rap was about to end, the high notes of Rao Xuan and Xue Mi swept the audience, and the whole song reached its climax.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Lai finished slowly with a soothing voice.

On Zhao Mian's expression, "the most extreme enjoyment" was written, and he clapped his hands together.Stand alone into the whole song, from the beginning to the end.

Lao Jiang frowned and watched him finish the 4 minutes and 23 seconds of high.Taking off the earphones, I couldn't help it: "Mr. Zhao."

People in the recording studio are resting and drinking water, listening to the effect of recording playback in headphones.

Zhao Mian put his arm around Lao Jiang's shoulder and said, "Lao Jiang, you did a really good job this time. The singing skills of these five people are impeccable, and the cooperation is also perfect. Damn! It's so amazing, I want to hang LA on a tree beat!"

Old Jiang tilted his head to avoid Zhao Mian's spit.Hearing the previous praise, Lao Jiang didn't show any joy at all: "Yes, I know. Their singing skills are nothing to say. But is this song really good? How can there be such a style in current trendy music?"

Undoubtedly, looking at this song from a professional point of view, except for the slightly green handling, there is no particularly major problem, and it can be said to be excellent.But Lao Jiang had serious doubts about the commercial value of this song.

Zhao Mian held a different view with Lao Jiang, and he analyzed it like a brainwashing: "This song not only has a strong rhythm, and a positive sense of youth, but also combines a bit of retro elements from the end of the last century." Thinking that it was not convincing enough, he gave an example, "A classic combination song of the same type, like HOT's "Candy". This song feels as relaxed and cheerful as "Candy", but also a little sweet. These children , we are going to debut with the labels of youth, positivity, and positive energy, I think this song is very suitable for the debut song."

Old Jiang opened his mouth: "Mr. Zhao——"

Zhao Mian's phone rang, and he raised his hand to signal Lao Jiang to shut up first.Picking up the phone: "Hello? Is there someone else who wants to buy that model? Then don't buy that model, and replace it with the latest Mercedes-Benz model. Yes, I will be rich right away, and the stock must be soaring!" He said exaggeratedly with his left hand. Walking upstream, the excitement and excitement in the tone could not be concealed, "You can call Keke for me again, and tell her to come back to me soon. My value is about to recover, and there is still time for her to come back to me now!" Hang up the phone , Zhao Mian patted Lao Jiang on the shoulder, "Let Luca add some current trend factors in the later stage, this song will definitely be a hit, it will be a hit!"

Old Jiang grabbed his hair, wishing he could rush over and bump his head against the wall to death.There was even a moment when he thought firmly in his heart: You have to choose between killing Zhao Mian and killing him.

In the end, Jiang had no choice between the two.He just let out a heavy sigh: "Life is a gamble." He bet this time that Zhao Mian's home was smashed first, the ancestral grave of Vice President Qian's parents was dug up, and he was sprayed with debris by the "crystal balls". left.

Zhao Mian opened the door of the recording studio and clapped his hands to encourage them: "Goodjob kids, do it a few more times and record the best results."

After recording the song, five people came out one after another. Except for Chu Lai, everyone's expression was not very good.

Rao Xuan looked at the ceiling wearily, as if he saw the army of black fans waving at him and getting further away from him.

Haiyou and Rong Nuo lowered their heads, took the tissues in their hands, and wiped the sweat from their foreheads due to the stuffy environment.

Zhao Mian had already left after receiving an emergency call.Only Old Jiang was left standing outside, waiting for them with a death-defying expression on his face.

Chu Lai asked Old Jiang: "Old Jiang, how is it? What does Mr. Zhao think of us?"

Old Jiang remained expressionless, and numbly repeated what Zhao Mian said just now: "It will definitely explode, it will definitely explode."

Xuemi scratched at the dead skin between her nails, glanced at Rao Xuan, and whispered in his small voice: "I also think my head will explode."

Chu Lai stretched her waist, with undiminished passion in her eyes.Flying with a butterfly-like coat hem, he went out first: "I'll go back and wait for it to explode~"

Rao Xuan walked away with two long legs without saying anything.

Haiyou followed behind him, and waved weakly at Old Jiang: "I'll go back and wait to die."

Xuemi: "I'm going to wait for my shroud."

After they finished recording the song, the atmosphere was tacitly depressed.Only Chu Lai was full of energy as if he could squeeze out the whole group by himself, as if waiting for a grand headline search.

After Rao Xuan arrived at the dormitory, he returned to his room, opened the window, and shouted "Go to your mother" to the sky.Then, he fell on the bed and buried himself in a deep sleep.Dreaming back to the underworld, commanding thousands of troops and ghosts, as beautiful as you want.Just let him sleep for thousands of years, and he will become a god when he wakes up, and he doesn't have to worry about any shit.

This beautiful old dream, which lasted for an unknown amount of time, was broken by a hand shaking his shoulder.

Rao Xuan moved his body and took the pillow off his face.After a long time of effort, he opened his eyelids.

Among the four big faces, Chu Lai's pink hair stands out the most.

Rao Xuan, who had seen countless ghosts for thousands of years, couldn't help yelling in fright at this moment, sat up from the bed, and backed up two buttocks: "What's the matter with you? What are you all doing here?"

Rong Nuo looked at the time and said, "It's already the second night, you can really fucking sleep."

Rao Xuan's head hurt a little, and he supported it with his hands: "It's only been a day? Shit. What? Crystal's fans have come over? The mortuary bed has been booked? Are the urns lined up at the door?"

"Captain." Chu Lai put his hands on Rao Xuan's shoulders and shouted sincerely.

Rao Xuan patted his hand and said: "You don't need to apologize, at worst you rush out to die first, and go to the morgue first to warm Lao Tzu's bed."

Xuemi said: "We." He stared at Rao Xuan, his lips trembled gradually, and his eyes rolled.

The four people were like constipation, and they pieced together a sentence without paragraph after paragraph, which made Rao Xuan wonder: "What's the situation? Are there many people here?"

Haiyou shook his head and said.

While he was about to speak, Old Jiang called Rao Xuan.

While answering the phone, Rao Xuan looked at Haiyou's moving mouth.

The voices of Old Jiang and Haiyou coincidentally overlapped at this moment.

"We exploded."