As soon as he stepped into the recording studio that Su Youmeng helped Fang Yu choose, he saw Uncle Zhang standing there.
Seeing Su Youmeng coming with Fang Yu, Uncle Zhang took the initiative to greet Fang Yu with a smile and extended his right hand: "Hello, my name is Zhang Ping, and I am the owner of this recording studio. You must be Mengmeng." You mentioned Fang Yu!"
Fang Yu also smiled peacefully and shook hands with the other party: "Yes, I am Fang Yu. I have long admired my name."
Of course they were polite words. He rarely cared about things in the business world and didn't know much about Zhang Ping, but judging from the aura he exuded, he was definitely a big shot.
Zhang Ping shook hands with Fang Yu with a smile on his face, but his eyes were examining Fang Yu from top to bottom, inside and out.
I want to see what kind of person he is who can make Mengmeng come to him endlessly.
He has been in the business world for many years and has negotiated many large orders worth hundreds of millions. He has a sense of oppression in him. This is an aura that has been tempered in many years of negotiation.
Many young people or lower-ranking people would show timidity when talking to him. He and Fang Yu were exactly how upper-ranking people looked at lower-ranking people. Otherwise, he would not dare to look at people so openly.
What surprised him was that the Fang Yu in front of him looked young, but his mental quality seemed to be good, and he didn't show any timidity when faced with his scrutiny.
This made Zhang Ping admire Fang Yu's courage.
Although Fang Yu hasn't started recording songs yet, and I don't know if his strength is really as powerful as Mengmeng said, but Fang Yu's first impression on him was pretty good.
After the two shook hands, Zhang Ping called the tuner over again and introduced to Fang Yu: "This is our gold medal tuner. He is very skilled. He has even passed the songs of many big-name stars in the entertainment industry. his hand."
The sound engineer laughed twice: "Mr. Zhang is so flattering to me. He is so talented. Recording songs cannot be done by the sound engineer alone. It still depends on the singer's own singing skills. If the singing skills are too poor, If so, even the most powerful tuner will be unable to do anything about it!"
When he said this, he glanced at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu smiled and said nothing.
The other party's words clearly meant that he was questioning his singing skills.
After the tuner finished speaking, he immediately turned around to adjust the equipment.
"It will take a while before we can record the song. I need to adjust the equipment again. It will be ready soon. You can drink some water to moisten your throat first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Youmeng had already brought a cup of warm water in a disposable paper cup and handed it to Fang Yu.
"Teacher Fang, don't be nervous. Drink some warm water first. You can drink it directly."
Fang Yu held the water handed over by Su Youmeng with both hands: "Thank you!"
"Ahem..." Zhang Ping sat aside and pretended to cough a few times. Why was he unhappy when Su Youmeng handed Fang Yu water?
Su Youmeng didn't understand what Zhang Ping meant by coughing. She turned to look at Zhang Ping and asked, "Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with your throat? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Zhang Ping: "Well...well, it's a bit dry!"
Su Youmeng hurriedly went to pour Zhang Ping another glass of water.
While the sound engineer was debugging the equipment, he glanced at Fang Yu, who was holding a teacup and drinking water, and asked, "Fang Yu, have you ever recorded a song before?"
Fang Yu held the teacup and took a sip, then slowly put the teacup down and exhaled.
"No, today is the first time in my life to record a song."
The tuner stopped immediately, turned around and looked directly at Fang Yu, with surprise on his face: "No way, it's never happened once?"
Fang Yu nodded without any pressure.
The tuner sighed and showed a frustrated expression: "It seems that this mission is a bit heavy."
Then he joked to Zhang Ping in a joking tone: "Mr. Zhang, I am here this time just for your sake. Can I still ask for more money? Hahaha..."
Zhang Ping: "This is not fun!"
The tuner deliberately raised his voice. Although he was smiling on the surface, there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words: "I have to finish the contract I negotiated!"
He had read some entertainment news about Fang Yu on the Internet before coming here.
I heard that Fang Yu was just a migrant worker who had never attended a music conservatory. He was not from a major and was just a wild boy.
More importantly, the online reviews were not good. When Zhang Ping called him to come, he was actually very reluctant.
However, Mr. Zhang still had to give him face, so he agreed.
Before coming here, he had lowered his expectations very low. He had imagined that Fang Yu might record a song ten or twenty times. Unexpectedly, Fang Yu's answer poured cold water on his head. .
I have never entered a studio to record a song, so I’m afraid it’s not something that can be done by showing off a dozen or twenty times.
Su Youmeng glanced at Fang Yu with worry, smiled and said to the sound engineer: "He actually sings very well, but he just didn't have the conditions to enter the recording studio before. I just need your guidance!"
The sound engineer smiled bitterly: "Now that he's here, I must teach him how to record the songs!"
Only the person involved, Fang Yu, was sitting on the sofa holding a teacup and leaning on the left armrest of the sofa, looking relaxed and comfortable.
There was absolutely no sense of nervousness like entering a recording studio for the first time. It felt more like a bystander waiting for someone else to record a song.
The topic of Fang Yu recording a song for the first time was also discussed on the live broadcast barrage.
[I have to say, Fang Yu is really brave. He dared to clarify it even after entering the recording studio for the first time! 】
[No way, brother, why do you feel like someone who has nothing to do? It's your first time recording a song, aren't you nervous? 】
[I really admire Fang Yu’s mentality. He can sit calmly like this. I am more nervous than him. If the song recording is not good, I will be scolded even worse! 】
[I think he looks like a broken jar. 】
[So what if you sing well? Having a bad character doesn't mean it's useless. Who is the boss of this recording studio? He would actually accept a person with a bad character to record a song. 】
[Why is Su Youmeng always with Fang Yu? Mengmeng, don’t be deceived! 】
[I originally liked Su Youmeng, but now because of Fang Yu, even Su Youmeng looks a little displeased. 】
[The one upstairs is not necessary! 】
Inside the recording studio.
The sound engineer adjusted the equipment, turned the swivel chair, and faced Fang Yu and said, "The equipment is ready. Do you need to calm down your emotions and find the state before starting recording? Or practice outside first?"
Fang Yu got up from the sofa and threw the memory to the tuner.
“Here is the accompaniment, let’s start recording directly!”
The accompaniment was made by borrowing equipment from the "Heartbeat Melody" program team in the past two days. In order to maintain a sense of mystery, the process of his accompaniment was not broadcast live.
However, the recording process must be broadcast live.
The tuner took the accompaniment thrown to him by Fang Yu, still a little at a loss, even surprised.
Didn’t he say that this was his first time recording a song? Where does the courage come from?
He doesn’t think recording songs is as easy as yelling in a KTV, right?
"You...you want to start recording directly? Don't do any preparations?"
Fang Yu had already stepped into the recording room at this time: "No need, let's start!"
