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Chapter 256 Producer

The mountain city is a good place, whether in terms of river conditions or tourism conditions, it can be called a good place.

Han Qi was here last time and was very impressed by the river food and hot pot in Shancheng, so on the first day of arriving in Shancheng, after recording a song, he took all the staff to a seafood buffet.

Taking the handkerchief handed out by the waiter at the door, Han Qi wiped his hands and said, "Come on, I've eaten in this restaurant last time, and it tastes very good."

The recording boy looked around and said to Han Qi: "The fisherman's main store must be good. I didn't expect you to invite us here. Thank you very much."

The people in this recording studio are quite young, but the producer Wang Zheng hired is a bit old. I heard he is an old man in the music industry, and his family lives in the mountain city, so he did not come here with Han Qi and the others.

While eating, I drove back by myself.

If he really came, maybe the atmosphere wouldn't be so good.

Han Qi felt very good during the recording today and there was nothing to change. However, he still stopped him several times, either because the breath did not fully bring out the temperament of the song or because the strength was not enough, so he had to rest for a few minutes and try again.

To be honest, Han Qi even wanted to quit.

When have you ever suffered from this when singing on the street? Who doesn’t listen to the song with a mesmerized expression?

He had never seen such a dark face when he sang.

This made Han Qi wonder if this person couldn't understand English.

The situation is like this. If this is bad news, the good news is that I didn't work overtime today and successfully recorded one song. In this way, it only takes more than a week to record ten songs, maintaining the current popularity in Europe.

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Wang Zheng took a lot of Australian dragons. It seems that this is his main dish tonight.

"Cod is also quite delicious." Han Qi told him.

"That's it."

Wang Zheng's expression was very serious, and Han Qi thought it was probably the reason why the girl standing next to him and helping him trim his meat was so pretty.

The things Han Qi took were normal and had everything.

What he likes to eat is the dipping sauce here. Otherwise, if you just eat the steamed version, it is no different from foreign seafood. It is said that steaming can best restore the aroma of the food itself, but after eating too much, it feels like that. It is better to have heavy oil and spicy food.

eat.

The meal lasted until eight o'clock in the evening, when Han Qi and Wang Zhengcai took a taxi back to the hotel.

In the car, Han Qi asked: "Did you get the phone number of the waiter girl just now?"

"What phone?"

"I've seen it all." Han Qi said with a smirk, "Did you ask for her WeChat account when she was cutting lobsters for you? Did she give it to you?"

Wang Zheng knew that Han Qi was watching, so he did not continue to quibble:

"Give it, eh!! I said, why are you so concerned about my private life? I'm almost thirty, can't I still pursue my own happiness? Just sing for me, how about it, how do you feel about today's recording?

?”

Hearing this topic, Han Qi couldn't hold back his smiling expression, and frowned and said:

"Everything is fine, and the people in the recording studio are also very nice. It's just a little troublesome for you to call the producer. I sang very well the first time, but they forced me to sing for a day, and they randomly changed the tune in the same recording.

If one comes out, I will..."

Han Qi almost wanted to curse others. No one in music has ever done this to him.

"Sing well. He just met you today, and he probably wants to test your character. This is the case for old-school musicians. He can't stand today's young singers, especially those who didn't graduate from music majors like you.

It’s so easy to break into the European and American markets.”

"Ha, to put it bluntly, I'm just jealous."

Han Qi finally understood. He probably saw his 'steel smelting' when looking at his own information.

But what does that have to do with music? Do I have to graduate from an art college to be good at singing?

"Anyway, let me tell you this. If he leaves, I can record all the remaining songs in three days. This producer is useless."

"Really, three days?"

Wang Zheng was shocked by the speed Han Qi described. If the recording of this album could really be completed in three days, the digital version would be able to sell a lot more.

After all, Han Qi is a Chinese. No matter how popular he is on YouTube at the moment, it is only a temporary popularity. Today is a traffic society, whether at home or abroad, and all kinds of eye-catching news are endless.

Just like Douyin in China, some people have seen your singing video on the Internet, and many people who think it sounds good will search it.

But if I hadn’t done it at that time, who would still remember the song a few days later?

Not to mention how beautiful Han Qi's singing is and how it can arouse other people's emotions. Today's human beings can only remember the real pain for a day or two.

"Why are you lying to me?" Han Qi asked, "You said in the afternoon that I was not serious about singing. Are you kidding me? Did I not sing seriously? Oh, I want to ask, who is this old man? I see everyone in the recording studio is...

know."

"A senior who lives in a mountain city, a professor from Sichuan Music, has a pretty good reputation." Wang Zheng was a little confused. He had other things to do today, so he stayed in the recording studio for two hours. He had no idea what Han Qi was doing.

This producer has such a strong opinion.

Han Qi lay down in the back seat, took off his hat, smoothed his hair, and said:

"Anyway, I've told you, please think about the specifics. I can show myself without him. You saw the people in the recording studio just now. They have pretty good personalities and are quite humorous."

"How can we record an album without a producer? We don't understand the problem either."

The driver who was driving suddenly saw Han Qi's face in the reflector. His somewhat puzzled expression suddenly became excited and asked: "Han Qi!! Is this Teacher Han Qi? Oh my, I felt a bit like you when I saw it just now. What are you?

Are you going to release an album?”

"Ah... hello, I have this idea."

"Your singing is so beautiful. If you release an album, I will definitely support it."

This master saw Han Qi’s singing video on Douyin, and also followed several Douyin accounts that posted Han Qi’s videos. However, Bilibili is now tightening its grip, and several of these Douyin accounts have been blocked.

Now that Han Qi is becoming more and more famous, these people no longer dare to openly steal videos. Instead, they added their own language and created a marketing account that focuses exclusively on celebrities.

If I suddenly hear that Han Qi has released an album, the master will not buy it, but Han Qi is sitting in his car now. What is this?

It's fate.

With this kind of fate, buying an album is not a problem. The albums nowadays are not very expensive anyway, they are just collectibles.

Han Qi chatted with the master for a while and even signed his name.

Wang Zheng has been considering Han Qi's proposal just now.

Thinking about it this way, it is really good to eliminate this producer talent, but I have never heard of anyone releasing an album without a producer. Is this possible?

or……

Should I do it myself?


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