People are just staying in the recording studio, and the human voice enters the monitoring headphones worn by several people outside without any modification. Every defect will be infinitely amplified, and every wrong sound can be heard.
But there are no flaws, not at all.
Bivis has been fond of music since he was a child. He has been involved in this industry for nearly 30 years. He may not have come into contact with as many top singers as in places such as the United Kingdom and the Beautiful Country, but it is not that few after so many years. He has even heard of the so-called Norwegian music princess Aina.
Studio version.
But it can't be called enjoyment, only at this moment...
In the middle of the song, everyone closed their eyes, nodded slightly to the rhythm of Han Qi's song, and breathed less, for fear of affecting the singer.
They completely forgot what occasion they were in. As long as they didn't press the switch, no sound from outside could be transmitted to the recording studio.
Han Qi also sang seriously. He hadn’t sang like this for a long time.
When a song ended, Han Qi pursed his lips and recalled the feeling just now. He waited until the accompaniment in the headphones ended before opening his eyes. Several people outside were applauding. Bevis saw Han Qi come back to his senses, clicked the button and said
:
"Good! Very good! This is the best studio version I have ever heard."
Even if it's good live, it's not really good, but when a singer sings a song with the original sound in the studio without making any mistakes, that's what's truly awesome. There are no more than ten singers in the world who can do this.
Han Qi nodded lightly when he heard his compliment.
He is more confident in his singing than in his painting. In Han Qi's opinion, it is inevitable that he will be praised for his singing. He would be surprised if someone didn't like him.
After walking out of the door, Robinson rushed over and jumped in front of Han Qi.
"Hey! Han, this is what you sing!" He gestured with his thumb.
"Don't be so excited. If you like it, I will give you the tickets to my concert then."
"Really? I will definitely listen to it then."
Robinson is a 20-year-old young man, a professional actor, which means he did not go to college and has a lot of time when he is not filming.
As for filming...where are there so many suitable TV series to film in Norway?
Beavis also said: "Where will the concert be held? I will also go to support you then."
"It should be in the UK. I'll tell you when the time comes. I'll definitely let you know."
"Okay," Beavis nodded, and turned back to give a few pieces of music to the band, "You guys should get familiar with it, don't go back tonight, just stay here."
Han Qi quickly said: "It's not that bad, it's not that bad, just take your time."
Anyway, we are all in Oslo and have not returned to China. I will just take some time to come over and record songs. My own oil painting is divided into many stages, and there is a lot of time in between to do my own things.
After hearing what Han Qi said, Bivis relaxed his tone, but also said: "Although Prince Han Qi said so, we still have to do it as soon as possible, you know?"
"Hey, no problem."
When Han Qi saw how powerful he was, he thought he was indeed a capitalist.
He couldn't sing now. Han Qi missed Ingrid, so he said: "Let's do this for today, Mr. Beavis, let's leave a contact information? I think I will come over tomorrow if I have time to train with the band.
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"No problem, just call me Beavis."
Norwegians don't use honorifics very much, and calling someone by their first name is a good way to express closeness.
Han Qi and Robinson went downstairs. Robinson's car was parked in front of the garden of the building. It was an Audi sports car with a bright yellow appearance.
When sending Han Qi back to the palace, he was still expressing his love for Han Qi's singing.
Han Qi is not impatient, and he is not flattering. No one would dislike honest praise.
"It seems I have another fan?" Han Qi said.
"That's for sure, I've been your fan from the beginning."
After driving for ten minutes, we stopped at the intersection of the park where Han Qi often comes and goes.
Entering the palace from the street, in addition to the boulevard at the entrance of the park, there are several paths, one of which leads to the back garden of the palace. People who live in the palace use this road to enter and exit. The front is left
For tourists and some infrequent guests.
Just like the day Han Qi came with his parents, the palace closed the park and allowed the motorcade to slowly drive in from the boulevard.
As soon as he got off the bus, Han Qi saw Ingrid standing at the door. When he saw Han Qi, he waved vigorously. When he saw Robinson, he frowned, as if he had seen this person somewhere.
"Well, Han, I'm leaving. You must call me when the concert is held."
"ok!"
Ingrid came over and took Han Qi's hand and led him forward. She said in a puzzled tone: "That person just now looked familiar. Is he your friend in Norway?"
"He, Robinson, I also met at our engagement ceremony."
"Robinson?"
"It's even, the one on TV."
"Is it that rotten drama? How did you get to know him?" Ingrid was startled.
"People's sexual orientation is normal, so is TV really as scary as you say?"
"I didn't think it was a good TV show when I watched it, but if you knew them, I would find them scary." Ingrid hummed. "Then do you know the other one?"
Han Qi patted her head and smiled bitterly: "What are you thinking about in your little head every day?"
"I miss you!" she blurted out, as if she thought her answer was particularly beautiful, and then she laughed like a little fool.
The two of them kept holding hands and didn't let go when they passed the guard.
After they passed, Guard A rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "Sure enough, for every additional couple in love, there is one more conjoined twin in the world."
………………
Time slowed down.
Han Qi has never felt so relaxed in the past two years.
His contact with Ingrid's family became easier and easier, and he got along more and more happily. Even Prince Haakon, who had always felt scary before, now knew that he had a good heart, or that he was a very gentle person.
Those cold faces I used to face were all fake.
The princess was the same as before, but Han Qi found it hard to believe that such a gentle woman could actually control many companies controlled by the royal family.
Just like the publishing house she gave to Ingrid, there are many such corporate royalties, but they are all relatively average. No one company has achieved the status of an industry giant.
Han Qi felt that these companies should have been planned before the royal family gave up its rights, but the king later failed to manage these companies well.
The British method is to put all companies into a foundation, and then hire professional managers to be in charge of the foundation, and they can get their own dividends. King Lahar actually wanted to use this method, but the matter was serious and short-term
It can't be done within the time.
Han Qi now draws pictures every day, reads books with Ingrid, and then stays in the back garden for a while and takes a nap.
Grains
As the season enters summer, basking in the sun on the lawn in the back garden has become one of Han Qi's favorite things. She sees how the painting is doing every morning, then goes to bask in the sun, and then goes to the recording studio in the afternoon.
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Even so, Han Qi only received a call from Beavis three days later.
This was still the case when Han Qi occasionally cooperated with them. The group of people Han Qi often worked with in Chengdu only took one day to record the accompaniment of an album. He handed the manuscript to them on the first day and picked it up the next day.
accompaniment.
"Han, the accompaniment has been recorded, when will you come over?"
"I guess it's all done. I'll be right over."
Hang up the phone, stand up from the lawn and stretch.
Next to it is his easel. In a few days, the painting may have only advanced a few percent of the progress, and it is still a long way from completion. However, in the summer, each layer of paint dries faster, and it is completed.
A painting will also be faster.
Ingrid was also reading a book and noticed that Han Qi had received a call and asked: "Is your song finished?"
"Well, the accompaniment is finished. Now go and record the song. If everything goes well, you can listen to the complete song tomorrow."
If he goes through them all, he can record all seven songs in a few hours this afternoon. After a little synthesis, he can get the digital song source tomorrow and send it to the studio in China.
Setting up a studio was really the most correct thing Han Qi did. It was very easy and didn’t cost much money.
She tilted her head and thought for a while, but decided not to go out.
It would take at least a few hours for Han Qi to go out to record songs now. If it gets dark later, the two of them would have to go out for several hours, and her father would have to say that he is not a lady... It is really annoying, she
I really want to hear Han Qi sing live.
Singing a cappella without accompaniment is already very good. You can imagine how amazing Han Qi's singing will be when paired with music.
"Then you'd better read hard, you're going to take the college entrance examination." Han Qi said with a smile, carrying his easel upstairs.
It was not fun for Ingrid to be alone in the garden. She stood up and followed Han Qi back to the study a little unhappy - Han Qi went out to sing and have fun, and she still had to study at home. It was so annoying...
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It was still early, so Han Qi was not in a hurry. After walking out, he walked to the recording studio without taking a ride.
Beavis was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a magazine in boredom. When he heard the door, he looked up and said with a smile: "Han, you are finally here. We will not have any guests here for the past ten days, leaving it exclusively for you.
"
"One day should be enough for me."
Beavis was stunned for a moment.
one day?
You are too confident. One day is not enough.
He had never seen Han Qi record songs in the past, but he thought it was a bit sensational to record seven songs in one day. In the past, those singers could complete one song in one day, and the recording teacher had to praise the singer for his spirituality for several days.
But he didn't say anything, this is the prince, come along.
"Let's play one first," said Beavis.
Taking off his coat and hanging it on the hanger, Han Qi walked into the white recording studio.
He has been to many recording studios and likes to make the walls in the recording studio white. If Han Qi did it by himself, he would definitely make it look better and more artistic.
Wearing headphones, he nodded to the outside.
Beavis gave a thumbs up and played the accompaniment.
In the opinion of the band members, these songs by Han Qi are very good, but I don’t know how the lyrics are.
Now when Han Qi opened his voice, several people were stunned.
What is this word?
The guitarist suddenly remembered and said, "This is the one from yesterday."
Yesterday Han Qi demonstrated a piece of lyrics here and sang a piece of Chinese opera a cappella.
As soon as he reminded them, everyone remembered.
Beavis ignored them. He had heard it early and was closing his eyes to feel the beating melody in the headphones. When you can't understand the lyrics of a song, what you can feel is the tone, rhythm, and the singer's voice.
voice.
The unique singing style of Peking Opera instantly attracted everyone's eardrums.
When I listened to Han Qi's singing yesterday, I thought it was very special. Now when I listen to it with the accompaniment... she speaks so fast!
Is this a song?
Can the song still be sung like this? Is this Chinese rap?
Obviously these people have never heard of Chinese drama.
Although Peking Opera troupes come to Norway to perform one or two performances every year, there are still more people in Norway who have never heard of this singing method, even if the people here are involved in the music industry.
They can understand the English lyrics that follow.
After the song ended, Beavis woke up from his intoxication and looked at Han Qi in the recording studio in surprise.
It turns out that it wasn't Han Qi who made a mistake in singing something, but that he himself was in a trance.
"Han, please save one thing, can you sing it again?"
Han Qi didn't think there was anything wrong with his singing, but the producer said so, so Han Qi nodded and said, "Okay, let's sing it again."
"Okay, do you need any drinks? I'll prepare them for you."
"No."
Han Qi sang again. Beavis concentrated his attention this time and no longer paid attention to whether the song sounded good or not. He carefully looked for the problems in Han Qi's voice, but Han Qi was very stable from beginning to end.
No mistakes at all.
Is there really such a person?
Beavis saved this one again. After thinking about it, he would check the two saved ones later in the evening and let Han Qi continue singing to see if he could really finish them in one day.
"Han, you sing very well. Next song, sing "cradles""
The blue career vouchers will not be given according to Han Qi's preferences. Although the music provided is above the standard, for Han Qi personally, there are some that he likes and some that he feels are average.
This song is his favorite among the seven songs.
The intro and interlude are all bright music boxes, but at the end, the music box is broken.
The music box is a metaphor. In a darker way, you can actually think of the music box as a person's psychology.
The lyrics are more artistic, or more depressing, but as long as Han Qi, the 'creator', doesn't say anything, people who interpret them will have countless interpretations of their own.
But there is no denying that this is a good song.
Beavis listened carefully to another song and swallowed.
"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Han Qi. Let's do the next song."
He didn't even dare to call Han Qi by his name. At this speed, it seemed that as long as he didn't stretch his hips, Han Qi could really sing these seven songs in one breath.
Calling him Prince Han Qi is out of respect for the royal family, or making fun of Han Qi, but calling Han Qi Teacher Cuncui is out of respect.
