I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 26 Hehe. . .

[Don't make noise] Studio.

There are few recording studios in Jiangzhong County.

The living environment of a place like a recording studio in a county is not ideal.

Young men and women who have such needs have already gone to big cities.

People who can play music in the county,
Or there is really no talent.

Or there is really no money.

Ran Xiaoyu is a special case.

She has talent.

Also have money.

But her mother is sick.

It can only postpone the development of the big city again.

However, she was inspired a few days ago and wrote down what she had been thinking about for half a year.
In order not to let this precious inspiration disappear in a flash, Ran Xiaoyu found a recording studio in the county town, and prepared to transfer her inspiration from paper to CD.

Yu Wenxing did not expect to come to such a professional place under such circumstances.

This is a place where I may often go in the future.

Wandering around the recording studio like a bumpkin, looking at this and that for a while, I always feel that these devices are indissoluble with me.

One of the devices in particular.

The device is huge, with hundreds of buttons on it,
It looks extremely cool.

A staff member flicks the button up or down from time to time,
Then there will be an obsessed look on his face.

Yu Wenxing touched it.

With that cold texture and handsome color, Yu Wenxing felt that he fell in love with it instantly.

My future must have a lot to do with it.

Thinking so, Yu Wenxing asked a staff member who was sitting in front of the machine softly.

The staff member couldn't tell his age, he was wearing a peaked cap and a macho vest on a hot day,
"Brother, what is this?"

The old man glanced at him and didn't speak.

"To tell you the truth, I'm actually in music, and I think this thing has a rebellious relationship with me.

If I can be popular all over the country in the future, this thing must be indispensable. "

Reaching out to not hit the smiling face, Yu Wenxing said flatteringly.

Brother glanced at Yu Wenxing,

"This is the tuner."

"Okay." Yu Wenxing shrugged, acting innocent.

Ran Xiaoyu has already started communicating with the staff,

The job of recording a song is not simple.

Instruments, microphones, choruses, and more.

Fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu had already thought about these things, holding a thick stack of papers in hand, and explaining them to the staff while flipping through them.

There were not many people in the studio, except for the old man who was sitting next to the tuner, everyone else gathered around Ran Xiaoyu, nodding while listening.

Yu Wenxing looked around, saw that Ran Xiaoyu was still explaining things, fumbled around and ran back to his brother.

"Brother, why don't you go and listen to what they say?"

The elder brother glanced at Yu Wenxing again, "Whatever they say, it will depend on me in the end."

"puff!"

Yu Wenxing almost laughed out loud.

After talking over there for at least half an hour, Ran Xiaoyu reluctantly stepped into the transparent soundproof room, and after entering, she was worried and gave another warning,
"The sound of the piano coming in will be louder later."

"Good."

The staff smiled.

The elder brother also put on the earphones, and made an OK gesture with Ran Xiaoyu. Ran Xiaoyu took a deep breath and put on the earphones.

Several staff members also put on headphones.

Yu Wenxing stretched out his hand, but no one noticed him at all, so he laughed awkwardly, Yu Wenxing finally gave up the idea of ​​asking for a headset, and concentrated on looking at Ran Xiaoyu in the soundproof room.

An immature idea popped up from the bottom of my heart.

like a seedling,
It grows bigger and bigger.

Ran Xiaoyu was really serious, even a little trembling.

She has been conceiving this song for more than half a year, and it has only been completed in the past few days, which can almost be described as painstaking efforts.

Most of the students who graduated from the music department went to school to become music teachers.

But Ran Xiaoyu didn't want to be so mediocre.

She didn't want to come to this world and go through a journey, but in the end it was just a background board.

She wants to stand in front of the background.

So, she worked hard.

For this song, she gave up all her hopes.

She even had an illusion: a song confers a god.

When the familiar rhythm slowly sounded, Ran Xiaoyu suddenly felt her nose sore.

Trying hard to suppress her excitement, she took a light breath, and when the prelude was over, Ran Xiaoyu's voice came out of her mouth without missing a second.

The lyrics are written by herself.

The song was composed by herself.

She is confident that she can perform this song perfectly just once.

As she sang slowly in the soundproof room, the staff outside the soundproof room listened carefully, especially the old tuner, who nodded frequently, pressed a few of the buttons with his right hand, and gently Sliding up and down.

Yu Wenxing couldn't hear what Ran Xiaoyu was singing.

But at least he could see it,
Ran Xiaoyu sang very carefully and sincerely.

I think this song shouldn't be bad.

After all, a person's feelings can express everything in it.

After a long time, Ran Xiaoyu's mouth stopped, her eyes widened, and she looked at the tuner full of doubts.

The tuner made a "shush" gesture, indicating that the accompaniment still has a little time, and told her to be calm
Ran Xiaoyu nodded knowingly, and after a few seconds, she took off the earphones under the signal of the tuner.

"How was the recording?"

Ran Xiaoyu ran out with small steps, and asked impatiently.

"good."

The tuner nodded noncommittally, "I have been playing tuning since I was 16 years old. I have been to big cities and small villages, and it has been more than ten years. Your performance today is not good, but it is not bad. Not bad."

"Oh." Ran Xiaoyu didn't get the answer she wanted, a little sullen.

"Listen." The tuner handed over a headset.

Ran Xiaoyu took it and listened to it again.

"Indeed, some places are a little too sharp, and some places are too dull."

Ran Xiaoyu took off the earphones and said.

The tuner brother shook his head indifferently, "It's okay, you can tune it."

"Okay." Ran Xiaoyu suddenly lost interest, "Then I'll come and get it tomorrow."

It seems that the song that has been pondered for so long can't even move a single person after all.

"Okay." The tuner brother nodded.

Yu Wenxing could also see that Ran Xiaoyu was not happy, and wanted to comfort her but couldn't say anything.

"Hey, let's go."

Yu Wenxing didn't move.

"Let's go, I'm going to eat, I'm too hungry."

Yu Wenxing still didn't move.

"???" Ran Xiaoyu looked at Yu Wenxing who was looking at her in puzzlement.

Yu Wenxing tried hard for a while, suppressed the shyness in his heart, and then opened his mouth,
"I also want to record a song. Actually."

"I also have an original song."

Ran Xiaoyu froze on the spot, opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

After a long time, she finally regained the ability to speak, and said two words fragrantly:
Ha ha.

(End of this chapter)