The public enemy of the whole people is king in the entertainment industry

At eight o'clock in the morning, Xiao Chuyan rang Linqu's doorbell.This time, he not only brought breakfast, but also the family's yam ginseng chicken soup and pork ribs stuffed rice, enough for Lin Qu to eat today.

Because of Lin Qu's stomach trouble, Xiao Chuyan watched the door slowly open with determination, and a man appeared in front of him with disheveled hair.He greeted in a sunny way: "It's me, can I borrow your recording studio and piano, I'll record a piece, and I'll leave after recording."

Lin Qu's face was full of irritability from sleep, and he nodded bewilderedly to let him in.

The young man with a computer bag and a big bag in his hand took off his shoes by stepping on the entrance, and quickly took out all his food and put it on the living room table: "I brought you breakfast, and there are meals, remember before eating." "Ding" once."

Lin Qu sat on the chair without speaking, still dozing off with drooping eyelids.

"And palace cheese..."

Lin Qu straightened his back and looked at the table.

"Thank you……"

Xiao Chuyan smiled, and entered the recording studio with his bag on his back, while Lin Qu yawned and ate breakfast in the living room.

Xiao Chuyan was really fast, before he had finished his breakfast, the recording over there was over, Xiao Chuyan came out to pack his things and bid him farewell.

At the same time the next day, Xiao Chuyan came to deliver food as usual, this time the excuse was to record guitar and vocals.

So the third day, the fourth day...

After Lin Qu ate for free for a few days, he couldn't take Joe anymore.

The meals of Xiao Chuyan's family are all made by star chefs, and Talun's culinary skills can't even catch up with flattery.He ate for a few days, and he knew the taste from the marrow. When he opened his eyes in the morning, he knew what to eat today, and he couldn't help but began to look forward to Xiao Chuyan's arrival.

He just finished exercising today, he was in good spirits, eating the sandwich Xiao Chuyan brought, leaning against the wall of the recording studio, watching the clean and handsome young man in the middle holding a guitar and singing.

In fact, Xiao Chuyan's songs are very mature, the level of arrangement and production is not bad, and the singing is excellent, so he can compete in the market.

And the song he is playing now makes Lin Qu's eyes shine even more.

The piece is great, and the guitar fingerings are much more complicated than what I played on the riverside before.And his voice is very characteristic, fresh summer boy, slightly hoarse, as if it has its own electronic sound, clear and pleasant in the recording studio environment.

After Xiao Chuyan finished recording, Lin Qu also finished eating the sandwich. Feeling unsatisfied, he went up to applaud him: "Yes, very good, did you practice the guitar yourself?"

Xiao Chuyan smiled: "Yes, I worked very hard for the 'personal band'. Even my instructor said that I was the hardest student he had ever seen."

"Hahahaha." Lin Qu laughed awkwardly, remembering the first time they met, Xiao Chuyan said that he wanted to cooperate, but Ta Lun said "personal band" and turned back, which is very pitiful.

He walked to the drum set and waved at Xiao Chuyan: "You know how to play drums, don't you? Come and try."

Xiao Chuyan put down the guitar and walked over embarrassingly: "It's too ugly in front of you. I'm not good enough. I don't practice well enough."

However, he sat down and started playing, the drums were loose but not scattered, the rhythm pattern was clear, and even more complex rhythms were played steadily, which made Lin Qu sincerely appreciate it.

Xiao Chuyan belongs to the possession of Fanhuang, his level is very good, enough.Without a foundation, after four or five years of study, you have reached this level. Whether it is hard work or talent, it is already one in a million.

Unlike Tarun, who has been in the industry for ten years, she can still sing and play bass a few times. Of course, this is because she is not self-motivated.

But things like music are not useful if you work hard, and if you don't have talent, you can go all-in if you work hard.Xiao Chuyan was able to achieve this level in just a few years, after all, it was God who rewarded him with food.

And now he really needs a teammate who can work together and is passionate about music. Talen is really not good at it.

Lin Qu went into the control room again and took two condenser mics out to set them up. Xiao Chuyan watched from the side, secretly pleased that Lin Qu's attitude towards him was different.

After recording his own song, Lin Qu took out a stack of draft paper from the control room and handed it to him: "Talun can't lower the bass, can't get up the treble, the intonation is not good, some of them can't sing, do you want to try it?"

of course!

Xiao Chuyan couldn't ask for it, so he hurriedly agreed.

These songs by Lin Qu are very complete. There are two songs he has heard, which are pure music released by talixx; there is a song, the sound floats in the air, and the whole process is sung without lyrics. The human voice is used as an instrument, which requires a lot of breath High; there are also some songs with low voices, which Tarron really can't sing.

Xiao Chuyan thought that he could not write such a song with his reserve ability. Talixx's music is creative and experimental, and it is already a real art. After watching it, he can only admire it.

The recording was smooth, and the effect was quite good.Only in that song, the highest pitch was easily sung, but the high pitch continued in the middle, and Xiao Chuyan couldn't breathe steadily. He stopped and said embarrassedly: "This is too difficult, I can't sing well, I have to practice."

Lin Qu got up and applauded him: "Yes, yes, the pitch is very good, it's okay, just wait a moment, and record two more songs for me."

The two of them recorded until after 2 o'clock, when Lin Qu turned off the computer, got up and stretched his waist, and said, "Come here, comrade, you've done a great job, come and be my lead singer, and also act as guitar, keyboard, drum kit, and arranger." Production, the organization needs an all-around talent like you, and I can retire when you come."

No, no, no, no!Is this the promotion to lead singer?Did this development go by a rocket?

Xiao Chuyan only had breakfast, and was already hungry, and his singing was a bit weak, but after hearing Lin Qu's words, he instantly felt like eating a Snickers bar.But the last sentence bothered him a lot, he asked Lin Qu, "Aren't you going to do it?"

"Hmm..." Lin Qu was checking the audio track recorded in the computer. He put down the mouse and turned around, and said in a leisurely manner, "Let me do it. I will serve you with tea, pouring equipment, and logistics. If you dare to be lazy, you can take a small Whip you, 'Come on, a hundred songs will be written this week!'”

What?Xiao Chuyan froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

He knew what Lin Qu was talking about, it was a joke in the extreme times.

The captain of Jiri back then was Wu Qing, a keyboard player and a workaholic.

Wu Qing is a tall man with a decent appearance, like a good comrade in a revolutionary pictorial, and he has indeed been a three-good student with excellent character and learning since he was a child.

But his music has a huge contrast with his own image, which is quite avant-garde, wild and rebellious, and his working state is very radical.

I remember that after the great success of the second album, Wu Qing’s sense of accomplishment was overwhelming, and she asked each member of the band to write at least 5 songs a day. Since Talun only played bass and did not participate in the creation, her work was divided equally among the other three.

Lin Qu and Zhang Xuanyi "retired" immediately after such an extremely demanding request.

At that time, the four of them were standing on the side of Lin Qu and Zhang Xuanyi, Wu Qing was on the side, and Ta Lun was in the middle. Both sides refused to communicate with each other, let Ta Lun pass on the message, don't mention it too much.

Xiao Chuyan looked at Lin Qu and confirmed to him: "Really? Can I really be the lead singer for you?"

"Yes." Lin Qu came over and waved, Xiao Chuyan quickly took off his earphones and followed him.

"Comrade, come here to sign a contract of sale. We have a three-tier contract of 50 years, 70 years and 120 years. You can choose freely."

Xiao Chuyan was pushed to sit down at the large table on the left side of the entrance to the recording studio. Lin Qu took a piece of A4 paper and wrote a few beautiful characters on it with a marker—life and death.

He leaned down, put his arms on the table, turned his head and asked, "Brother, which file do you want?"

The two got very close, Lin Qu's long and narrow eye tails with slender eyelashes raised slightly, like thin and lingering ink outlines, and the dirty black ink pupils were clean and clear, Xiao Chuyan's heart almost jumped out of his eyes when he was looked at like this .

He didn't dare to continue looking, turned his head and stared straight at the table, pretending to be calm and said: "Isn't it a contract of sale, why did it become life and death?"

Lin Qu held his chin with one hand, his ponytail slipped to the side of his face to cover his eyes, and he tapped the paper with a pen, looking serious.

"50 years is life, 70 years is life and death, and 120 years is death, as the name suggests. I take as much rest as I do. I only sleep after I finish my work every day. You have to think about it. .”

"Ah..." Xiao Chuyan was stunned for a while when he heard this, and when he clarified Lin Qu's logic, he covered his face and felt that he couldn't do it.

This kind of Lin Qu seems to reappear yesterday, it turns out that it hasn't changed at all!

Xiao Chuyan calmed down, put down his hands, looked at the three beautiful black characters, he couldn't think of leaving, and smiled with two sharp and upturned canine teeth, he screamed in his heart: The male god wants to force me to sell myself!

He laughed and said sternly: "I sign, I sign an infinity, life is your person, death is your ghost, is that enough?"

Lin Qu changed to a water-based pen to write, still pretending to be serious: "Comrade, it's very good that you have such ideological awareness. The organization needs talents like you."

He finished it quickly, and Xiao Chuyan took a pen to sign it. After signing, he grabbed his thumb and filled it with a red marker, pressing down forcibly.

Xiao Chuyan smiled and lay down on the table, grabbing Lin Qu's hand incoherently: "You draw too, you have to draw too..."

Lin Qu put on the cap of his pen, and Xie Mei said frantically: "I am Party A, I don't need to draw, you have to call me 'Daddy'."