An Ruohua really liked "Mortal Song", so early the next morning, she urged Chen Feng to go to the recording studio as soon as possible to record the complete version of the song.
"An'an, let's not be in a hurry, okay? Recording a song is not a simple thing. There are many things that need to be prepared, such as arrangement, accompaniment, and the condition of the voice. It can't be done just by saying it."
An Ruohua tilted her head, looked at Chen Feng in confusion and asked, "Didn't you say last night that you had already prepared the arrangement?"
"Well, I think I said that"
"Is there something wrong with your voice today?"
"Well, it seems there's nothing wrong with it."
"Is the recording studio that the Hengyu band used to go to open today?"
"Well, it should be open for business, right?"
An Ruohua asked several questions in a row, and Chen Feng found out helplessly that it seemed that he could go directly to the recording studio to record songs.
Perhaps because of the fusion of the souls of the two worlds, Chen Feng's current mentality is a bit too calm. If An Ruohua hadn't urged him so eagerly, he might have delayed it for a few more days.
"Okay, let's go record songs today, but you have to let me have a few bites of breakfast first." Chen Feng could only compromise in the end.
An Ruohua then nodded with a smile on her face: "Well, then you eat more, come on, eat another egg."
Tailang Audio is a professional recording studio that Chen Feng is very familiar with. The owner is a middle-aged uncle named Xu Tailang. The first self-financed album of the band Hengshui was recorded in this studio when they debuted.
Chen Feng was very familiar with Xu Tailang, because he used to be the contact person when the band came to the studio to record songs. After going back and forth, he and the boss became old friends.
Although Xu Tailang looks like a greasy and sloppy middle-aged uncle, he actually has a very good taste in music and has strict requirements for recording. However, his attitude is only shown when dealing with acquaintances.
, he usually makes do with people he doesn't know well or those who are simply business partners.
Early this morning, as soon as Tailang Audio opened the door, a beautiful girl walked in dragging an ordinary-looking boy.
"Hey? Isn't this Xiao Chen? I haven't seen you for a while!" Xu Tailang was sitting on the chair behind the reception counter drinking coffee. He couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Chen Feng being dragged in by An Ruohua.
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Later, Xu Tailang set his sights on An Ruohua again.
"Tsk, tsk, who is this girl? How come she is so beautiful? Xiao Chen, you are unreasonable. The one you brought here last time was not the one in front of you," Xu Tailang said with a smirk on his face.
However, these words obviously had no impact on An Ruohua. She curled her lips and said to Xu Tailang: "Uncle Xu, can you change the story? I'm tired of hearing this set of provocative rhetoric."
"Haha An Ruohua, you trust this guy Chen Feng too much. This is not good!" Xu Tailang smiled boredly, and then looked at Chen Feng beside him.
"Chen Feng, Chen Feng, do you think you have been unlucky recently, or unlucky, or unlucky? I heard last night that you were kicked out of the Hengyu band? I really want to interview you now, you
How do you feel? Please answer truthfully!"
Hearing Xu Tailang's words, Chen Feng didn't feel anything yet, but An Ruohua was already angry.
"Uncle Xu, can you please stop rubbing salt into other people's wounds? You run a recording studio, not entertainment news. Now we are here to record new songs for you, so don't ask so many questions, okay?"
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"Oh? Record a new song?" Xu Tailang no longer cared about the bad things going on with Chen Feng and the band, "What song to record? Has the arrangement been done? Have you found a good accompanist? Do you need my help?"
In the past, when the band recorded songs, the accompaniment was recorded by the band themselves. Now that there is only one person, Chen Feng, he has to find other professional musicians to record the accompaniment.
As the owner of the recording studio, Xu Tailang naturally has many resources of excellent musicians at his disposal. If necessary, he can help contact them.
Chen Feng was naturally very familiar with this process. He nodded directly and said, "Then please ask Uncle Xu to help me contact the best musicians. Well, here are the lyrics and arrangement of the new song. You can take a look at it first."
While Xu Tailang took Chen Feng's things, he complained: "Well, Chen Feng, call me Uncle Xu when something happens, and call me Tailang when nothing happens. You are really good at it."
Chen Feng chuckled: "I can't help it. An'an just called you Uncle Xu. Naturally, I have to follow suit. Otherwise, there will be a gap in seniority. That would be bad! Anyway, calling you uncle won't really call you old.
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Xu Tailang ignored Chen Feng's words, lowered his head and looked at the things in his hands seriously.
After a moment, Xu Tailang suddenly raised his head.
"Is this really a new song you wrote?"
Chen Feng nodded slightly. He was very convinced that those excellent works that appeared in the dream did not exist in this real world at all.
Xu Tailang took another serious look at Chen Feng, and finally regained his composure after feeling the calm and leisurely look on Chen Feng's body.
As an experienced recording studio owner, he naturally saw the importance of "Mortal Song" at a glance.
From the lyrics to the melody to the preset arrangement template, this song is perfect in every aspect. It will definitely be a classic work that can go down in history in the music industry.
Is this kind of song really newly written by the young man Chen Feng?
It's not that Xu Tailang doesn't believe in Chen Feng, it's because this song "Mortal Song" is so scary. Anyone as young as Chen Feng can actually write a work of this level would be shocking.
However, after hearing Chen Feng's affirmative answer, Xu Tailang no longer doubted anything. After all, he and Chen Feng had been together for a long time, and he understood the other person's character and talent.
Perhaps after Chen Feng was abandoned by the band, he greatly stimulated his potential. Under extreme circumstances, it is entirely possible to write a work that exceeds his own level.
After a moment of silence, Xu Tailang suddenly took out his cell phone and started making a call.
This time, he contacted some of his most trusted musicians with the best skills. Since this "Mortal Song" was fortunate enough to be born in his recording studio, he must seize the opportunity to polish this piece.
To perfection!
After making five or six calls in one go, Xu Tailang stopped, twisted his neck, and then looked at Chen Feng with a smile on his face.
"Xiao Chen, thank you for giving such an excellent work to my recording studio. This time, Uncle Xu, I have to let you see my true strength. Some of the best musicians will come later. Everyone
Working together, we must record the best version of this "Mortal Song"!"
"Well, I have to thank you, Uncle Xu. But we have to agree that I can't give you more money. You know, I was just kicked out of the band and now I'm a jobless young man, so you understand."
Chen Feng responded with a smile.
"Money, money, money, you know that money is really vulgar." Xu Tailang rolled his eyes and was too lazy to say anything more.