Liu Minghua meant to let Qin Xiaobao rest for a few more days and then start recording after the holiday.
After only staying at home for two days, he felt that it was a waste of time. He wanted to finish recording earlier and feel at ease earlier.
So I called my manager to take me to the recording studio.
After Dongbaek gave the right to use it to Kiwi, this was his first time here.
Just like before, it is also in the basement. The main reason is that the sound insulation effect is better, so that it will neither disturb others nor be disturbed.
The area is also very large. According to the manager, it is more than 120 square meters. In addition to the normal recording space, it also has a musical instrument room.
Qin Xiaobao picked up the guitar and strummed the strings a few times with great interest, while the staff nearby were busy patting the rainbow farts.
"Come on, don't keep boasting!" He put down the guitar and asked, "When can Zhang Bichen come over?"
"The flight is at night, and we can record it tomorrow morning." The manager quickly replied.
"Okay, let's get started. Finish early and I'll treat you to dinner."
"good!!!"
Nowadays, the recording studio is almost like going home, without any discomfort, and it is also a place at home, so there is no need to worry about time, and the interest is more relaxed.
"Dim the lights a little!" Xiaobao, who was sitting on the chair inside, pointed to the top of his head.
Almost every singer has some little habits when recording.
Some must have a certain kind of drink on hand, some like the air to carry their favorite flavor, and some must bring slippers from home. These little habits are all ways to relax the mind.
Qin Xiaobao adjusted the lights with the same meaning.
Back to the starting point
In my memory, your green face
We finally came to this day
Old photos under the table mat
Countless memory links
Today the boy is going to the girl for her last date
Back to the starting point
Standing blankly in front of the mirror...
"Very wonderful."
"My voice is in good condition, let's start recording right away!"
Qin Xiaobao sang it once first to get a feeling and warm his throat. After hearing the words of the teacher outside, he nodded gently, picked up the mineral water and took a sip.
The music started, he closed his eyes, and held the earphones with his right hand. He learned this from TV. The earphones were already very tight, which made him look more handsome and professional.
"It's back to the beginning, your green face in my memory...Ahem, do it again."
Recording a song is actually a bit similar to making a movie.
The finished product is a complete song, but when recording, most of the time it was just like now, sung line by line.
If there is no problem, I will next sentence, and then connect them through the computer.
Relatively speaking, it is more efficient than singing the entire song once. Of course, it is also closely related to the singer's habits. There is no absolute.
During the recording, whether it is the observer or the singer himself, if he feels something is wrong, he will decide to say it again, and again, and again.
It is possible to sing a song dozens of times in a day.
You have to rest in between to let your throat relax.
This is why a song that is only three or four minutes long may take one to two days to complete.
Qin Xiaobao is in good condition today. After one morning, the recording of "Those Years" has been completed and the progress is very fast.
After listening to the full version, he nodded with satisfaction, took off his headphones, walked out of the recording studio, and went straight to the toilet.
Drink too much water.
I washed my face in a hurry and walked out to find Liu Minghua arriving.
"Why are you here?" Xiaobao smiled. They were on good terms with each other and didn't even need to shake hands. He just asked casually.
"I'm afraid you'll have to work hard, so I'm here to deliver the food." Liu Minghua didn't care, pointing to a few bags on the table: "Lin Ji's Cantonese snacks, everyone can come."
Four or five people sat together, it was quite sumptuous, shrimp dumplings, crystal buns, siomai...
Everything is steaming.
"Is everything going well?" Liu Minghua handed over the chopsticks.
"Well, I've finished recording one song. Mr. Qin's level is like this!" Dongbai's teacher gave a thumbs up: "According to this progress, it can be completed in two days."
"That's good," Liu Minghua looked at Qin Xiaobao who was eating buns: "Are you sure you will only shoot two song MVs?"
"Is there any problem?" Xiaobao raised his head.
"That's not a problem. I just think that since this is your first official album, it doesn't matter if you invest more in it. After all, it has special meaning."
"What special meaning does Mr. Liu care about the first time?"
Hahahaha, several people are laughing.
"Okay, you are the boss and you are the singer, you have the final say." Liu Minghua raised his hands in surrender: "Which song should I use for the title song?"
"Teacher Zhou, what do you think?" Xiaobao turned his head.
"The troubles of happiness," Teacher Zhou shook his head: "It's hard for anyone to choose. The quality of this album is terrible, but I have a suggestion. There is no need to focus on promoting the songs sung by Deng Ziqi. "Masked"
Of the four songs that were popular in "The King of Singers", I can take out one, and then I can take out one from the recording this time, as a double hit."
"Well, that makes sense!" Xiaobao swallowed the food in his mouth: "My idea is one song in Mandarin and one in Cantonese."
“‘The Love of My Life’ and ‘Those Years’?”
"That's right!"
"I think it's feasible and very representative."
"support!"
"Then it's settled." Xiaobao finally made the decision.
Most of the time other singers have a title song and then collect some songs to make an album. This is no joke.
For a regular album with more than ten songs, it is basically impossible to make all of them popular.
It is easiest to understand using money as an analogy.
Prepare a million dollars to buy songs, maybe 800,000 will be spent on one song, and the remaining 200,000 will be shared among the other nine songs.
It often happens that the lead song is already in place, but the lead song is still not satisfactory.
This is why so many singers come to Qin Xiaobao to invite songs. The quality is there, and the choice is too difficult.
If you saw a few people decide on the title song in just a few words, your jaw would definitely drop.
Can we be more serious and rigorous?
"Teacher Zhou," Liu Minghua poured him a drink: "You are more experienced. How many physical CDs do you think are appropriate?"
"It's hard to say. Nowadays, it's so common for singers to fail." Teacher Zhou didn't make any excuses: "In many cases, we can only estimate. Let me ask first, do you have an estimate for digital album sales?"
"Well, I've had meetings with the sales departments of several music platforms, and I'm quite optimistic. I think three million copies should be within reach."
"If I remember correctly, the best-selling album this year should be Lu Han's 8.7 million, and Deng Ziqi's is also very strong, with more than 4 million," Lao Zhou began to analyze: "For Mr. Qin, the previous paragraph
Various awards of time will increase album sales.
However, this is also a double-edged sword.
Although the songs are not as good as movies and require absolute confidentiality, more than 70% of the songs in it have been heard before. While attracting attention, it will also make some users consider whether to purchase it.
Of course, the price of digital albums is now so cheap that it is not as expensive as a pack of cigarettes. It is much better than before, but it cannot be ignored.
I even think that when Mr. Qin’s second album is released, it may sell better.
As for the physical CD, it should be purchased as a gift and for die-hard fans, right? It doesn’t need to be too many, 3,000 will probably be enough.”
"Is three thousand too little?" the agent asked.
"It's quite a bit," Lao Zhou smiled: "Do you know how far the stellar entity has gone? He stretched out his hand."
"Five million?"
"Hahaha, I'm overthinking it. Who can sell half a million physical albums now? You thought it was more than ten or twenty years ago." Old Zhou was amused: "It's five thousand."
"Only five thousand?" Xiaobao was very surprised: "Don't they have a lot of fans?"
"A physical CD, with photos and surrounding dolls, priced at 278, not cheap." Lao Zhou also knew what happened between Dongbai and Kiwi, so he didn't think it had anything to do with revealing some secrets. : "It was claimed that more than 120,000 copies were sold, but in fact only 10,000 copies were produced, and half of them are kept in the warehouse."
"The record market is really sluggish." Liu Minghua lamented: "I remember when I was a child, I heard that singers often sold millions of albums. That era is gone forever."
"Actually, it's also because technology has changed people's lifestyles," Lao Zhou was very open-minded: "When I was young, entertainment methods were not as diverse as they are now. Computers were luxury goods, and Walkmans were owned by wealthy families. child.
Listening to music is naturally one of the few pastimes. If you have a Walkman on your waist and headphones, you will be the most handsome boy walking on the street.
Nowadays, it is estimated that many children do not know CDs, let alone buy them. If you want to listen to songs, you can just turn on your mobile phone. It is very convenient. Gradually, sales have disappeared. Otherwise, physical albums are still quite profitable."
"Been taught a lesson!"
"How about we just stop selling physical products." Xiaobao suggested: "The sales volume is ugly, and there is no point in cheating. Just prepare some for me to give away when I go on the show, or give away to fans through lottery, and use the resources It’s all put on digital music, so it’s not wasted.”
"I'll have a meeting to study it later."
"Mr. Qin, you may be a special case, and you may be able to sell well!"
"I still have the ability to change other people's living habits on my own. Don't be kidding me." Xiaobao is self-aware: "Moreover, I have only been in the industry for a short time and have little experience. I don't think I have many die-hard fans.
Most of them I learned about through the program. If I can enjoy spending dozens of yuan on an electronic album, I would be satisfied, and I don’t dare to dream about it.”
"Okay, you are the boss, and you have the final say. Besides, let me tell you the truth!" Old Zhou paused: "Dongbai sent me here for another purpose, which is to establish a good relationship with Mr. Qin. I hope to say There is an opportunity to cooperate.”
"Of course, but I don't have time for the moment."
There are no eternal enemies in the entertainment industry. Dongbaek's attitude and attitude are low enough that Xiaobao can see it.
Especially after he mentioned that he wanted to find a teacher to teach him acting skills, someone immediately contacted him the next day, which was very efficient.
If someone respects me one foot, I should give him seven inches in return.
"When I finish this period of time, I will come up with a song for Dongbaek."
"Really!" Lao Zhou just said, not having high hopes, but he got a surprise.
"It's really easy to lie. You can say that I gave it because of your face." Xiaobao doesn't mind being a smooth favor.