equal loudness curve

The final exam is on January 1, the first day of the twelfth lunar month.

The day before the exam, Tang Zhuojian was forcibly forced to go to the ELC for no other reason, Bie Han asked him to record.

What should be faced, still has to be faced.

Tang Zhuo stood beside Bie Han unrequitedly, holding more than a dozen bananas in his hand, Zhu Qunfei looked at these bananas with complicated emotions.

"Is this the end of our relationship?" He asked with empty eyes.

Tang Zhuojian: "Huh?"

Zhu Qunfei pointed to the banana in his hand: "You brought us milk tea, finger cakes, baked cold noodles, and cakes, because we have a good relationship, but now you brought us fruit that is only a symbolic gift between unfamiliar people. , are we... also at the end?"

Tang Zhuojian: "..."

"Yaoshou!" Tang Moyan pushed Zhu Qunfei away, and said to Tang Zhuojian seriously, "Don't pay attention to him, he and Hu Jie have been on and off for a while, and they just decided to break up yesterday, and they deleted all his friends , People who are stimulated are already stupid!"

Tang Zhuojian: "Oh, poor."

Wen Haishan was more self-conscious. Tang Zhuojian hadn't put down the banana yet, so he naturally picked it up and took one out to eat: "Zhu Qunfei is stupid, brother! I like you, I like you even if you bring anything!"

"Oh, but I don't like you." Tang Zhuojian said seriously, and Wen Haishan who just took his first bite of banana was choked.

"Cough, water, water! Help..." Wen Haishan grabbed his neck, his face flushed instantly.

Seeing that Tang Zhuo laughed, he hurriedly poured water for him and patted his back. Zhu Qunfei looked at him indifferently, and sneered: "This is what happens to people who disobey me."

Wen Haishan drank a few sips of water, finally recovered, sat still panting for a while, and then gave Zhu Qunfei a hard look, and filled out his grievance notebook again.

"Brother!" Wen Haishan stared at Tang Zhuojian gloomyly.

"what?"

"You don't like me, so do you like our boss? Are we going to call you sister-in-law in the future?" Wen Haishan asked boldly, raising his head and chest as if he mustered the courage that took several lifetimes to compress.

Bie Han, who had been focusing on the engineering documents just now and ignored them at all, finally raised his head.

Oh, want revenge.

Tang Zhuojian smiled, folded his hands in front of his chest, leaned back, and said with a smile: "Haishan, there is friendship from time to time. You ask me a question, and I ask you a question, okay? I'm older than you , let you ask first, ah, did you just ask me if I like your boss? The answer is, the same as you. OK, then my question is, are you satisfied with your IQ?"

"Ah?" Wen Haishan was entangled by Tang Zhuojian, and was stunned for a while, "What, what do you mean?"

"Literally, are you satisfied with your IQ?" Tang Zhuojian repeated again lightly.

Bie Han smiled imperceptibly, and shifted his attention away again.

"Man, you are satisfied." Wen Haishan stammered.

Tang Zhuojian nodded: "Oh. OK, your next question is, do you want to call me sister-in-law? Well, Haishan, you just called me brother, and now you ask me if you want to call me sister-in-law. Well, our Haishan IQ is really real. It's touching."

Wen Haishan was confused: "I...I..."

"Don't worry, I haven't asked my question yet." Tang Zhuojian put his hands down, leaned back directly on Biehan's workbench, and said slowly, "Your name is Mare in the game, so Mare is you, tsk, actually I I wanted to ask you before, why did you name it She Donkey?"

Wen Haishan: "Meow meow?!"

Hearing this, Zhu Qunfei who was beside him finally couldn't help laughing wildly: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Tang Moyan turned around so that no one could see his expression.

Wen Haishan was startled and terrified, and there was a trace of bewilderment in the circle: "What the hell? What kind of donkey?"

Tang Zhuo smiled: "That's right, a female donkey, doesn't Mare mean a female donkey? Can you translate it on Baidu?"

Zhu Qunfei patted his thigh beside him and laughed: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Wen Haishan became angry from embarrassment: "Laugh again and dig out your eyes!!!"

Tang Moyan, who had always been very calm, couldn't hold back his laughter, but he was more reserved. He covered his face and smiled like an expression: [Yun Bei], only his trembling shoulders betrayed the fact that he was laughing fact.

Wen Haishan frowned, and he yelled: "What a donkey! This is not English!! It's Italian that Ma Yi gave me!! It means sea!!!"

Zhu Qunfei: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Wen Haishan was about to go crazy, he grabbed his hair, rubbed it into a hornet's nest, and screamed: "It's too much! This name was MareMontagna given to me by Ma Yi at that time! It means 'sea mountain', I think it's too long Just abbreviated it!! What kind of donkey is too much ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah can someone take care of it, Boss, can he take care of it? This is a personal attack?!"

Don't pretend to be out of the situation: "Huh? I don't know what you are talking about."

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Tang Zhuowian still had his standard Tang's smirk.

Zhu Qunfei: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I can't do it anymore, my stomach hurts, hahahahahaha I'm laughing so hard I'm a donkey!"

Wen Haishan broke down: "Why did you do this to me!!!"

"Haha, it's miserable..." Tang Moyan still covered his face.

"Hahaha mother donkey!!! Wahahahahahaha!!!"

……

Hearing the crazy laughter outside, Ma Yi rushed out, only to see Zhu Qunfei sitting on the ground, slapping the floor and laughing, with a painful smile on his face, and Tang Moyan's unseeing expression, Tang Zhuo saw the whole smile, and Bie Han was only faint look at.

"Huh? What happened here?"

Wen Haishan went back to Tang Moyan's room, he was very sad, he swore that he would never try to challenge Tang Zhuojian again in the future, nor would he take revenge on Tang Zhuojian verbally, it was too scary, and he would never help the boss ask these questions again... ...Why was he the one who got hurt? !

He wanted to write it all down in a notebook, but he didn't dare... Damn it!It's all Zhu Qunfei's fault! !It's all Zhu Qunfei's fault! !record!

After the farce ended, Tang Zhuo Jian felt much more relaxed. At least the first meeting after his identity was revealed in the game was not as embarrassing as he imagined.

Tang Zhuojian also pointed to the direction where Wen Haishan was walking, and asked Tang Moyan: "Did I just say that I was too cruel? He doesn't have a glass heart, does he?"

Tang Moyan patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, no, you didn't say anything. The main reason is that Zhu Qunfei is fanning the flames here and smiling. He is a Scorpio, and Zhu Qunfei must be blamed."

Zhu Qunfei questioned: "God is playing? I just laughed, why did I offend him again, did I make a mistake?"

Tang Moyan shrugged.

This time, this song is not a client-related song, but written by Zhu Qunfei and arranged by Tang Moyan. Their own inspired song was written within a few days after they had just finished their work on New Year's Day.

Tang Zhuojian listened to the DEMO. The song this time is a type he has never heard before. It is based on folk songs and has a strong sense of space. It is a bit like a person holding a guitar and singing in a church across time and space. The sound Echoing throughout the church, the harpsichord and organ behind it also appeared and ended in an extremely psychedelic way at the end, with some symphonic metal elements in it.

The vocal range spans a wide range, but the treble and bass are where he can control the most and sing most comfortably.

In this regard, Zhu Qunfei also explained that this was originally tailor-made for Tang Zhuojian, because of some things in the previous game, he was afraid that he would not come in the future, or there would be a gap with them, and it was the result of several people discussing together overnight , and specially collected every song that Tang Zhuojian could find, just to study the effect of each note in his voice, the best listening frequency band, the entire range, how to maximize his Advantages, this is just the beginning of work.

Tang Zhuo saw that his heart was churning, and he stood up in a moment: "I'll go and apologize to Wen Haishan."

"Oh, why are you apologizing? He is very bright, so ignore him!" Zhu Qunfei hurriedly stopped him.

A few people finished their New Year's Day work and had to do the Spring Festival Gala, so they didn't stay here much. When Tang Zhuojian finished learning the songs and put down his earphones, he found that only Biehan was there.

"I've learned it." He stood up, "Do you want to record now?"

"En." Bie Han stopped the video he was watching, and nodded to him.

Tang Zhuo saw that he had also written some songs, but no one had ever actually tailored a song for him, so he was very careful when he sang it, fearing that something might not be handled well.

Originally thought it would be very awkward to meet again, but after thinking about it, since they knew that the person in the game was him, they also did not show any dissatisfaction. Their attitudes have not changed for so long, and they are even willing to Speak up for him.

He doesn't even know what this means, he just feels that he can't leave this place more and more now, can't leave this group of people, he wants to come here when he's happy, and he wants to come here when he's not happy, even if it's just to sit for a while, just to take a look .He was originally a quiet person, but as long as he can get along with them all the time, it doesn't matter if he is a little noisy.

In that split second, he understood a word he had never truly experienced before: belonging.

It didn't take long for Tang Zhuojian to come out of the recording. He took the score and sat beside Bie Han. Before he could speak, Bie Han cut off his desire to speak.

"When will it be added back?"

"..."

Seeing Tang Zhuo lying on the table, he said wearily, "Ah, don't ask, just add it back when you want."

But Bie Han didn't intend to let him go, and continued to ask: "When do you want to add?"

"Just when you want to add it, can you stop asking and I will add it back!" Tang Zhuo raised his head when he saw it, and glared at him angrily.

"Yo?" Don sneered, "Why are you so angry? Is this Tang Zhuo's opinion? Who is that person Wen Haishan?"

Outrageous, Tang Zhuojian clenched his fists, took a final deep breath, and put on a smirk: "I'm sorry, I have a bad temper, and I hope you will take care of me in the future."

Bie Han didn't speak, Tang Zhuojian didn't quite understand what he was doing on the software, but he could only recognize that the entire few pages of densely packed soft effects units and a bunch of hardware next to him were about to attack his dry voice.

But it seems that Bie Han has never had the habit of mixing the sound immediately after recording, so he closed the project file.

"I was practicing songs in the karaoke room today, and I met a scout named Baixie? Baixie music company." Tang Zhuojian suddenly thought of this, so he told Bie Han.

"What? You agreed?" Bie Han asked, and reopened a project file, waiting for a recording later.

Tang Zhuojian shook his head and dismissed it dismissively: "No, the current star is not the kind of person I want to be, otherwise I would have signed the company a long time ago."

Bie Han laughed: "It's okay, celebrities are not realistic, but now people still send them one by one. They don't know what's in it. In short, this food chain is very chaotic, so it's better to be cautious."

"Moreover-many people who are chasing fame and fortune nowadays don't know what they are carrying, what they should pay, and what they will gain. I have recorded many powerful but unknown singers, and I have also recorded big hits. A singer who can't find the rhythm, it's just a mistake."

Tang Zhuojian said solemnly: "I don't want to be a star, I want to be famous and famous, but I want to have a platform for everyone to listen to my singing. It's too idealistic to say it, but music has a soul."

"Ah."

Bie Han turned his head and looked at Tang Zhuo for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Do you know RecordLabel?"

"RecordLabel?" Tang Zhuojian was stunned for a moment, "Music label?"

"Ah."

"I know, what's wrong?"

"Night Lantern's original record company set up an independent music label for them, and they operated it themselves and were responsible for their own album production, record production and distribution, marketing and promotion, etc." Bie Han said. arrive.

"Oh." Tang Zhuojian nodded, "That's pretty good, and then?"

"No, I just want to tell you."

"?"

Tang Zhuojian: [smiling].

Sometimes he suddenly doesn't understand Bie Han's brain circuit, but Tang Zhuojian is not [-]% sure that he can beat him, and most of the time he just waits and sees how he gets better.

Bie Han didn't say much, he just had such an idea, not only for Tang Zhuojian, but also for the whole ELC.

Tang Zhuojian went to get a banana and handed it to Bie Han, who glanced at him strangely: "Why did you bring a banana today?"

"By the way, I saw it."

"No special meaning?"

"without thanks!"

"Do you like bananas or apples?"

"No difference!"

"Then why not buy apples?"

"I'll do it! You are sick! Don't ask, why are you a hundred thousand?" Tang Zhuojian ran away.

But Bie Han didn't make any waves, and even wanted to laugh a little: "Oh, when will you add it back?"

"!!!"

Seeing that Tang Zhuo was listless, he raised a white flag: "Add, I will add, I will add today."

Don't be satisfied.

In desperation, Tang Zhuojian still lay on the table and muttered: "Don't mess with me, are you old men so cruel?"

Tang Moyan, who had just pushed the door in, shrank back in fright, with a shocked expression on his face, what the hell!what's the situation!Isn't it recording?Why, why, just... got it?

No, hurry up and share with them!Don't be frightened alone!

Tang Zhuo saw that he was going home, he said he had to go back to clean up and go to bed early, he had an exam tomorrow, Bie Han didn't stop him, and warned him again to go back to join the guild at night.

Tang Zhuojian: "Tsk, you old men really have perseverance."

When he opened the door and went out, he saw four people who suddenly dispersed outside. The expressions of the four people were different, but they all walked around the door suddenly as if they were pretending to be nothing.

"Ahem, oh, the weather is really nice today."

"You think so too? I'll just say it!"

"Yeah, the air is full of sweetness today!"

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!"

Tang Zhuojian frowned: Is this group of people sick?