The cold rain drizzles, bringing the coolness of early winter to Sihai City in the early morning.

Yun Luo was equipped with a black folding umbrella in the silver black red flag, but it was not very useful. When he went out to get in the car, he drove directly to Sony Music. Today he would record all the instrument audios, and the accompaniment of the next seven songs would take a lot of energy.

Only an all-round musician like Yunluo can be so nearly perfect. The accompaniment made in Yunluo's hands has a distinct personal style and is the most suitable soundtrack for the singer's voice. Before Yunluo made the Phoenix Immortal Accompaniment, he knew very well Nalan Shuqi's female voice characteristics, and he knew in his heart what the tune of the whole song was.

It can be said that Yun Luo can notice those very small sound quality links, the accompaniment and vocals, which are originally another form of mixing and harmony. It is impossible to do without strong hearing and imagination. In a sense, every song of the apocalyptic style produced by Yun Luo is not something that ordinary people can do.

Let’s put it this way, Yun Luo could hear clearly and subdivided it into a thousand subtle audios in one second. These small sounds were added layer by layer to form a unique style of apocalyptic music, which is difficult for other musicians to complete. This is also a symbol of the popularity of the Siren around the world.

Yunluo stayed in the top recording studio and spent the whole morning. He recorded the audio of the piano, saxophone, copper bell and drums, leaving only the last bronze chime. Yunluo was very dissatisfied with the musician, and could not reflect the quaint and heavy tone that Yunluo wanted. So he simply paid the musician, and Yunluo planned to come by himself in the afternoon.

Qingshui Tianaka appeared next to Yunluo very on time and took Yunluo to have a working meal from Sony Music.

After dinner, Yunluo came back and continued to record the sound. With the help of the three staff members, Yunluo personally tried to ring the bronze chime and rang it many times before finding the sound quality that Yunluo wanted. It was just that the three staff members were full of melodious and penetrating chimes, echoing in their minds and never dissipated for a long time.

Yunluo likes these ancient palace etiquette musical instruments in China, which have a very unique flavor and has a sense of history for thousands of years.

...

When the little cutie Yuan Tian came to knock on the door, Yunluo had finished the radio. She was wearing high-fidelity headphones and didn't ask three staff to do things. She just faced the laptop that saved all the audio, put a notebook in front of her, listened to a paragraph, then operated the mouse and keyboard, and then picked up a pen to write and draw on the laptop.

"You three are out. There is no work next time. I will take me alone to do the complete accompaniment. Yuan Tian stays here and teach you the tone of praise for the light." Yun Luo ordered without raising his head and did not care.

Yuan Tian is a very good girl. She knows how to look at her eyes very well. She knows that what Yunluo needs is quiet. Yuan Tian sat beside Yunluo without saying anything. She took out the lyrics of the music score of the bright praise given by Yunluo and looked silently. Yuan Tian was really obedient. Although she couldn't understand the music score, she didn't ask other teachers.

Yuan Tian remembers the lyrics of the Chinese version clearly. The vocal learning these days is not in vain. Yuan Tian rewrites the music score of Guangming Praise into a simple score, and then writes it down in a short paragraph, and familiarizes the tune of the whole song. Although Yuan Tian's efforts in Yunluo's view are purely extravagant.

Yunluo gave the lyrics of the music score of Guangming to Yuan Tian, ​​and had no other thoughts. Even the little cutie came over and called Brother Yun sweetly. Yunluo couldn't let Yuan Tian return empty-handed. After Yunluo personally produced three songs of the Apocalypse, he had a unique understanding of the music, including rhythm and tone.

The most important task of the little cutie Yuan Tian is harmony. If this is not done well, Yun Luo will consider cumulating the sound. There is no difference between the songs recorded in the end, but the difference between Yuan Tian is huge. This means that Yuan Tian cannot sing the chorus of Guangming Praise on the spot, and he will lose some valuable opportunities.

Celebrity Siren will definitely hold concerts in the future. If Xiaoke Ai Yuan Tian can't even sing well on the spot, then I'm sorry. Yun Luo won't just make up for the numbers. He would rather use accompaniment than let Xiaoke Ai live on stage.

When the accuracy of the computer program's sound editing can reach one thousandth of a second, it doesn't matter whether it is really sung. If Yun Luo is happy, he can still make an electronic singer and keep it the sound of nature. This is not that Yun Luo is very talented, but that it is found in the world of doomsday.

More than an hour later, Yun Luo looked at the little cutie Yuan Tian staying by his side, so he made the accompaniment of the praise of light first. The audio of the entire variety of instruments flowed and intertwined in Yun Luo's mind. In the end, the choice was left with what Yun Luo thought was the most suitable, not necessarily the best.

Music is also a feeling, not the better, but a carrier of emotions.

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Yun Luo kept the accompaniment of Guangming Lizhao for the song, and then copied a copy into a white USB flash drive, and handed it to Yuan Tian: "This is the accompaniment belt of Guangming Lizhao that I just made. There is a computer here. Just plug it in and listen to it yourself and hum it in your heart. I still have to work, don't make any sounds to disturb me."

"Thank you, Brother Yun, you are so nice." Yuan Tian stood up pretty, took the white U-disk with both hands, and bowed to Yun Luo. It's not a big deal, but Xiao Keai did a good job in this regard. She was very polite, which is very beneficial to Xiao Keai's future career development.

"After all, I won't be able to help you. It depends on your efforts at any step you can go to in the future. Your conditions are better for those in the film and television industry. Singers should just play with them as an amateur. If you really want to sing on the show, choose those cute songs, which will add to your temperament and image. Don't sing songs of other styles."

Yunluo rarely has the heart to give some advice on the future celebrity path of the cute little cute Yuan Tian. As for whether the koala listens, Yunluo never cares about it. Yunluo is not a good person. If he hadn't seen Yuan Tian behaved, sensible and polite, he would have been too lazy to speak. In Yunluo's heart, Yuan Tian had not yet praised the importance of this song.

"Yeah, Tiantian will listen to Brother Yun." Yuan Tian was very obedient and gentle, which made the little cutie gain a lot of impression in front of Yun Luo. Yuan Tian didn't say anything anymore, and walked to the side obediently and gently, holding the laptop to a corner that Yun Luo couldn't see, so she guaranteed that it would not disturb Yun Luo, so she brought high-fidelity headphones and plugged in a white USB drive.

Compared with the music score of Guangming Lizhang, Yuan Tian hummed silently with the accompaniment, slowly becoming familiar with the first song in her life. No matter what, Guangming Lizhang can be regarded as a cute work.

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"Yunluo! You are a gangster! Did you make the cigarette butts in the peach blossom porcelain cup in the guest bedroom? "Yan Chenyu suddenly called Yunluo. When Yunluo answered, he heard the little fish baby scolding him very angry. This is really rare. In Yunluo's memory, the cold and beautiful beauty Yan Chenyu really wouldn't be so angry that he would curse people.

"Uh, Xiaoyu, who made you angry? Why do you do such a big temper? It hurts your body?" Yun Luo hadn't come back to his senses, and did not realize what was wrong. He was still thinking about whether Yan Chenyu especially liked the peach blossom porcelain cup and didn't like to use it as an ashtray by himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me quickly, are you smoking cigarettes?!" Yan Chenyu was obviously in a bad mood, and he was not in the mood to speak softly with Yun Luo. He just said, his tone was still very high, a little furious. This made Yun Luo very curious about how beautiful the confidante on the other side of the phone would be. I think it was another kind of beauty.

"It's me, what's wrong? It's not illegal to smoke." Yun Luo didn't think there was anything wrong with smoking. To be honest, if it weren't for Nangong's cigarettes for Yun Luo, Yun Luo wouldn't have thought of smoking. This guy didn't have the habit of smoking. After smoking a few cigarettes, Yun Luo felt that he felt good. (http://.).

"Hmph! Well, Yunluo, do you want to rebel? I don't know that I hate boys smoking the most. When you were freshman, you wanted to smoke several times. They were all photographed by me, and you didn't get a commission. Unexpectedly, this time, once I was not at home, you dared to do whatever you want. Humph, I want to tell Chu Yu that we will punish you together!"

Yan Chenyu was really angry and snorted out. He didn't give Yun Luo a chance to explain, so he hung up the phone. He was not as cold and beautiful as ever, but he also announced to Yun Luo that his confidante was really angry. He was not so jealous, but he was really angry, like a little lion who wanted to bite and vent his hatred. It would be better to stay away.

Yunluo thought about it seriously and finally remembered why Yan Chenyu was like a furious little lion, and the key to making trouble towards Yunluo. That is, Yan Chenyu's father died of illness. A major cause of the disease is that his lungs are very bad. The long-term smoke is obviously the key to the early death of Yan's father.

Since then, Yan Chenyu has hated boys who smoke very much. Yunluo is a good baby and has never planned to learn bad luck to smoke. Yan Chenyu has never mentioned it in front of Yunluo. It was still in Yunluo's freshman year, Yunluo, who was under great pressure, was depressed and wanted to smoke to relieve his sorrow. Unexpectedly, Yan Chenyu saw it several times, and he didn't smoke a commission.

Faced with the loving condemnation of his confidante, Yun Luo had nothing to say. He liked to scold him anyway. Even if Yan Chenyu pulled An Chuyu together, he would not quit smoking anyway.
Chapter completed!