equal loudness curve

The nine judges and guests had a total of nine songs, which were performed in the semi-finals and finals respectively.

Originally thought that there might be time to go shopping other than rehearsals. After all, he has not been to the imperial capital many times. Except for checking in the basic attractions and taking a few photos in a hurry, he has never experienced the real Beijing flavor.As a result, from the next morning, Tang Zhuojian almost never walked out of the show with the two of them.

As Li Zhirui said, this show is much more vigorous than the previous simple talent show. The studio is the company's own studio as the organizer Wu Wei. Many luxury cars are parked around the company, and there are security guards who are always on the lookout. Constantly patrolling.

Tang Zhuojian received a thick stack of scores, which were the harmony parts of the five songs to be sung, one of which was a chorus, and time was short, so he had to start learning as soon as he got the scores.

Ma Yi is at the mixing console directly behind the stage. After the stage sound field and equipment are set up, he only needs to monitor the sound effect at the same place at all times, and at the same time record the sound data of each song during rehearsal. Bie Han is on the stage. The place where the edge is blocked by the curtain is connected to the channels from each microphone to the mixer with the hands sent by Wu Wei's company.

The main reason is that the live band needs too many connections, plus vocals and lead singers, the 64-track mixer is almost used up, and a thick stack of cables is stacked behind the stage, and it is very difficult for one person to move it.

Tang Zhuojian was sitting in the auditorium with a few people around him who were also learning harmony.Bie Han glanced down, and after noticing where Tang Zhuojian was, he ignored him.

"It's been hard work, the lights are all arranged? Where's the band? It's ready for rehearsal."

It was the second time Bie Han saw Wu Wei, a man in his 40s who was almost bald. As soon as he saw Bie Han, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "Hey! Farewell, teacher, long time no see!"

The two shook hands politely, and Bie Han nodded at him.

"The last time we met was in the United States. I knew you were back, and I finally had a chance. I couldn't wait to invite you over!" Wu Wei was ten years older than Biehan, but he was still polite to him, "After the end, eat alone A meal, there are many things I want to tell you, catch up on the old days or something."

There isn't much old time to recount, and the relationship between the two of them is nothing more than business exchanging, but Bie Han still nodded slightly: "Well, it's been a long time, I've set up the channels here, and I'll fine-tune them after rehearsal later."

"No problem, no problem, thanks for your hard work." Wu Wei was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, "You brought the boy who sang with Wei Qing?"

Hearing this, Bie Han glanced down the stage again, Tang Zhuojian was still sitting there, staring at the score without distraction, wearing earphones.

"Ah."

Wu Wei laughed: "Didn't you say before that you don't like bindings, and you don't like friendship recommendations?"

Bie Han felt that he was slapping his face, so he let him laugh: "Well, I like him quite a bit, so I discussed it with Wei Qing."

"Oh? It's rare that you have someone who admires you. Wei Qing told me that you recommended someone to sing with him, but he said he was quite satisfied with this partner." Wu Wei smiled, Wei Qing is a national male god, I also have my own band, and I invited him to be a guest judge to sing on stage. I thought it was a band performance, but I didn't expect to have more partners, but their band seemed to appreciate this format.

Bie Han nodded, originally he didn't intend to say anything more, but he was so silent that he still praised Tang Zhuojian: "I will show him often in the future, he is not bad, he shouldn't be kept under the unspoken rules. "

Wu Wei understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he sighed: "It's not impossible, we are all businessmen now, let the artist do what the artist does, but with your help , he is also quite lucky and will come out."

"Ah."

Rather than talking about a competition, it’s more like a dinner party. There aren’t many things to watch in the semi-finals, but there are many well-known producers there. Weibo preheats the publicity in advance, and some people are already looking forward to it. Most of the semi-finals have a small fan base , fans of one family were arguing with each other online.

On the night of the semi-finals, Tang Zhuojian only had two harmonies, so when he was familiar with the song, the band just started rehearsing, and the lights dimmed for a while, no matter the band, contestants or lighting engineers were simulating the formal performance. scene.

Then Tang Zhuowian saw the song he sang with Wei Qing, and he was taken aback. He knew that he had performed with Wei Qing’s band, but he didn’t expect the proportion to be so heavy. He wondered if someone had taken the wrong score. Standing up, he attracted strange looks from the people around him.

He went to find Ma Yi first, but Ma Yi said he didn't know anything and had to ask the director or someone from the program crew, so Tang Zhuo Jian found Bie Han and explained to him why he came.

After listening to it, Bie Han just thought it was funny, and returned the sheet music to him again: "This is yours. Before Wei Qing heard you sing, he said he liked you very much. He wrote this song as a chorus, so I asked him about it." Whether to consider you, he agreed."

"You...you helped me get it?" Tang Zhuojian was still surprised, Wei Qing's rank was already very high, so he was still worried.

"Well, don't think too much, your strength is worth it, go learn it, and I'll call you when Wei Qing comes later." Bie Han pushed him and asked him to go back to learn songs. Tang Zhuojian hesitated, but returned auditorium.

That night was mainly audition and rehearsal, and the official semi-final was on the second night, which lasted for two days.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Bie Han sent Tang Zhuo Jian a WeChat message: [Come here. ]

So Tang Zhuojian ran to the backstage resentfully, and saw Wei Qing who hadn't seen him for more than a year in the backstage.

"Hello." Wei Qing stretched out his hand towards him, still with that warm smiling face, like spring in April.

"Hello." Tang Zhuojian stretched out his hand and bowed to him, which made Wei Qing laugh.

"Don't, why do you give me a big gift as soon as you come here, what about your aura? This is not like you!" Wei Qing teased him.

Tang Zhuojian knew that he was talking about how he smashed Hu Chiyu's scene on the previous show, so he could only laugh dryly: "Sorry."

Wei Qing turned his head and said to Bie Han with a smile: "Look, is this the Tang Zhuojian who was fearless on the stage at that time, but not as hard-faced as he was?"

Bie Han clasped his hands on his chest, laughed when he heard Wei Qing's joke, and responded, "It's quite unusual, that Tang Zhuojian should be more aggressive."

"Right? He was on the stage at the time, his eyes were cold, as if, stupid human beings, I have seen through everything!"

Tang Zhuojian decided to shut up.

Enough laughing, Wei Qing cut to the chase: "Tomorrow is the semi-final, and we have to wait half a month for the final. During this time, we will have a good run-in. Anyway, it's just a show for the judges and guests to warm up. It's not the main attraction. Don't worry." nervous."

Tang Zhuojian pursed his lips: "I'm not nervous."

"Oh, I'm not nervous, yes, unruly, this is Tang Zhuojian!" Wei Qing said to himself, and laughed again.

Tang Zhuojian was not a thin-skinned person, he just looked at Wei Qing numbly, and silently accepted the joke.

He is just quite disgusted with things he is not used to, so why is he so rebellious.

"The tutor is not used to it, so recording and mixing is more fun, right?" After talking about Tang Zhuojian, Wei Qing's goal turned to Biehan again.

There is no difference in generation between the two of them, so don't be cold and more confident: "The signed students are not really under my guidance, they signed a contract with the organizer and counted as their people."

"That's right, after all, Tang Zhuojian is the only one who really says that I want you." Wei Qing wandered between the two of them for a while, and suddenly felt a little weird, "No, how did you two get together?"

Bie Han: "All kinds of coincidences."

"Oh, it was a coincidence that you brought him out to show your face." Wei Qing raised his eyebrows, and seeing that Bie Han was about to speak, he immediately turned to Tang Zhuojian and said, "You are really outstanding, follow Bie Han and let them ELC give you a hand." You release a new song, release an album, you see, there are lyrics, music, arrangement, singing, recording and mixing, but there is a lack of announcements and the like, he has never praised anyone so much, a young man with a play, a play!"

Tang Zhuojian didn't know what to say at all, so he could only smile politely, Bie Han was very indifferent, he slightly pulled Tang Zhuojian behind him, nodded and said: "Well, I also think, it's better like this, we are responsible Lyrics and song arrangement, you are in charge of the band performance and the post-release series, how about it? I think you appreciate him too, let’s join him, let’s share good things together, huh?”

"..." Originally, I told Tang Zhuojian these things just to shut Bie Han's mouth, but unexpectedly, I was slapped a lot.

Wei Qing admits defeat, and sometimes regrets that he made such a friend on the show. He patted Tang Zhuojian on the shoulder and smiled awkwardly: "Ah! I'm going to find someone else. Come on, the semi-finals are over. Contact you." After finishing speaking, he slipped away.

Watching Wei Qing leave, Tang Zhuojian heaved a sigh of relief.

"He doesn't have celebrity airs, you can tease him, and he won't get angry." Bie Han said lightly.

"I don't want to hate him, I only hate people who are close to me." Tang Zhuojian said, he is very principled, he will naturally hate him when he has a good relationship, and he is too lazy to hate him when he is not in a good relationship.

Don't sneer, and didn't deny him: "Okay, the songs are all right?"

"Well, it's not about reciting scores, I'm good at sight-singing." Tang Zhuojian shook the score in his hand.

Bie Han didn't doubt that he was there, and turned his attention back to the mixer, where Tang Zhuojian also stood there for a while.There was also a light on the large mixing console, and a computer was placed next to it, on which was the Protools interface he was familiar with. He didn't understand it, so he asked Bie Han: "Isn't Protools for recording and mixing?"

"Yes, because the entire show has to be recorded. The contestants, chorus, and every instrument, including the host, are just like in a recording studio. Dozens of tracks will have to be remixed before it will be broadcast." Bie Han told him. He explained, and pointed to the computer interface, which was ready to press and record at any time.