Chapter 221 Don't say the word greasy! (The hard-working Xiaohan is in
When a classmate or teammate asks you to do something, and you feel it takes up too much of your rest time, but you are too embarrassed to refuse directly, you can say, "I really want to help, but I'm really embarrassed. It's not at night."
I have to work or have classes tomorrow morning, and I still have a lot of homework that I haven’t finished yet. If I delay your work, then I’m not helping you, but causing you trouble..."
Yang Han did not just talk about the truth. He also gave many examples. Yang Ruoyi felt that she was just like reading a magazine like "Reader". There was no story, but she could still enjoy it!
Moreover, this girl can learn how to use it!
After dinner, the girl diligently helped her father wipe the coffee table with wet wipes, and asked with a smile: "Dad, yesterday I told you that fans are urging you to record a song, and then you told me not to worry, it will be recorded this month. Yes.
Isn’t it just a delaying tactic?”
Yang Han, who had already sat in front of the console, shook his hand and clicked the mouse by mistake.
Fortunately, after all, he is a "mature and prudent" and "cunning" old father. Yang Han denied it calmly: "How could it be? How could it be possible? Dad talks to you and doesn't have to do all this? Besides, recording songs
It’s something, but that’s what dad originally wanted to do, but he just didn’t have time before..."
"Hmph!" Yang Ruoyi didn't believe that her father would be so self-conscious. She was very sure of her judgment, so she raised her nose proudly and snorted like a little pig.
…
"Let's listen to this. This is the bel canto version of what Dad told you earlier." Yang Han finally stacked together the few tracks he picked out, and finally made it to a level that at least satisfied him, and then called Yiyi over.
listen.
"The plane flies over the busy city, thousands of miles away, and does not leave..." (Note 1)
Yang Ruoyi put on her headphones, but just like before, all she heard was only one line of lyrics.
But this time the feeling is completely different!
In the headphones, what comes "oncoming" is an indescribable sense of amazement!
There are bass, alto, and a very floating falsetto treble, which really gives her a strange feeling of "a plane flying over"!
Of course, it cannot be said to be immersive. What Yang Ruoyi prefers is the combination of sounds with different tones. There are differences and inexplicable coordination, which makes her feel the multi-layered beauty of music!
"Is this harmony? Dad, when you sang "Slowly Falling in Love with You," you sang it like this, right?" The smart girl immediately found her memory point about this type of music.
Compared with the harmony singing clips she had seen in Western movies, it was her father's singing that impressed Yang Ruoyi more deeply!
"Yes, this is a harmony singing method." Yang Han said with a smile, "How does it feel? Does it feel very different from what dad sang before?"
"Well, it's different, it's fun, but to be honest, I think I sang better before." Yang Ruoyi said honestly, "Although this is very interesting, it's too complicated. I feel, how should I put it, that this song is not
It should be sung like this, it’s very messy, and Dad, your falsetto sounds a bit greasy..."
If Yang Han was still happy when he heard the previous sentence, in the second sentence, the old father was directly choked by his daughter's words.
What is greasy?
Don't give such a comment to a forty-year-old boy, okay?
His falsetto singing is mediocre, that's because his talent is limited...
"Ahem, you're actually right. That's why I sing like that in the publicly released version instead of using the bel canto singing method!" Yang Han skipped the word "greasy" and discussed with her daughter, "
Bel Canto's singing method is not suitable for all songs, such as this one, which is a folk song and is more suitable for fresh and simple singing. Singing it with harmony will destroy the original artistic conception of the song."
"But what dad wants to tell you is that as a singer, you can sing in the simplest way and perform a work with your own characteristics. But it doesn't mean that you don't have to understand or learn other singing styles.
You have skills. There are many skills that don’t overwhelm you. If you master them, you will have more possibilities!" Yang Han said seriously.
"I know! Dad, it's not that I don't like harmony. In fact, I think it's quite interesting, because before I knew singing was just about singing. I didn't expect there were so many skills and so many tricks..." Yang Ruoyi followed
Dad smiled and was very happy to tell him how he felt at the moment.
She really thinks music is fun, and the girl is beginning to look forward to learning vocal music in the future.
After discussing Bel Canto with her daughter for a while, Yang Han devoted her energy to the post-production of the song she recorded today.
Of course, he doesn't have to do all the post-production work. The company has still hired some professional talents. However, Yang Han still has to make the arrangement tonight. After all, although this arrangement has not changed much, it still has to be sung according to him.
Make some fine adjustments to the situation.
Yang Ruoyi sat aside and watched for a while, and gradually felt a little bored. These technical tasks were still very boring and difficult for her to understand. Therefore, the girl thought about it, asked her father for his opinion, and entered the recording by herself.
In the room, I studied how to sing "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze" into the microphone.
Sitting there is boring anyway. In the glass partition of the recording studio, she can sing whatever she wants without disturbing her father.
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"You can't even do 'What angle is ninety-two degrees smaller than a straight angle?' How many degrees is a straight angle?"
In the evening, Dong Yixia was tutoring her son on his homework at home. She was so angry that she was furious. She slapped the table and lost her temper. She took out her mobile phone with some guilt and secretly searched for "square angle" on the browser behind her son's back.
—She doesn’t know how many degrees.
Mainly, today was the first time she saw her son's math problem about "angle". Her understanding of mathematics was handed back to the teacher decades ago.
"A square angle... a square angle is 380 degrees?" Dong Xiaojun poked his forehead with the eraser end of a pencil and answered with some distress.
"The horizontal angle is 180 degrees! The circumferential angle is 360 degrees!" After checking, Dong Yixia's loud voice regained some confidence.
"What is one hundred and eighty degrees minus ninety-two degrees? If you do the math, is the remainder a right angle, an obtuse angle, or an acute angle?" It turns out that one is quite simple, and you can also use ninety-two degrees as an obtuse angle, so the remainder must be
Problems such as acute angles solved by clever thinking were taught by Dong Yixia to become addition, subtraction, multiplication and division problems.
"It's true, the blood vessels are going to explode!" Dong Yixia taught for a while, and couldn't help but get up and go to the balcony to take a breath.
However, having temporarily got rid of the worries of tutoring homework, Dong Yixia turned her attention to work again.
Thinking that her boss was still recording songs at the company tonight, Dong Yixia called to check on her and see if they were done.
"Sister Xia, my dad is driving!" The person who answered the phone was Yang Ruoyi.
"Oh, have you finished recording the song? Have you gone home, right?" Dong Yixia said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll just ask. I originally wanted to ask you if you were hungry, and I'll cook you some midnight snacks and send them over."
The latter words are of course polite.
"No, thank you, Sister Xia. I went home with my father! Tonight went quite smoothly, and my father finished the accompaniment very quickly!" Yang Ruoyi's sweet voice came from the mobile phone.
"That's good. Your dad is also working very hard today. He came here early in the morning and was busy until the evening. You guys should go to bed early tonight!"
"Hehe, sister Xia, don't worry. In fact, the main reason is that he usually doesn't record songs. If I hadn't persuaded him to record two songs before my friends over there came over and give an explanation to the fans, he wouldn't have even thought about it.
Come over and record songs. Everything has been squeezed into these few days, so it’s been so hard.” Yang Ruoyi and Dong Yixia complained a little.
Wait, Yiyi persuaded you?
Dong Yixia looked suddenly enlightened.
I’ll just say it!
I thought the sun came out from the west!
It turns out to be Yiyi’s credit!
A bright smile appeared on Dong Yixia's face - it seems that she has found the person who can persuade this salted fish boss!