heart [entertainment circle]

In just one day, Gu Ming became famous in Shiguang.

Everyone in the company knew that the A&R department recruited a handsome newcomer, and on the fourth day of his arrival, he tore off Tiaolong's wig.

Gu Ming just arrived at the company the next day, swiped his card to enter the lobby on the first floor, and a girl he didn't recognize greeted him.

"Morning, Gu Ming!" If he hadn't called his name, Gu Ming would have thought it was someone else.

"Morning." Gu Ming responded reflexively.

In the end, they were all greetings all the way, and this scene made him feel like he had traveled back to Guwang Company.

"Early, early, this dragon slayer—" Gu Ming was just about to enter the elevator, but he walked away with his hand.

It was Sun Yuanfang, the head of the department, with a smile on his face, and led him to the corridor: "Climb the stairs, let's chat."

The workshop is on the 31st floor, and this climbing method may not be affordable for ordinary people.

"Talking about congratulations?" Gu Ming was not surprised.

"Ah," Sun Yuanfang was not tall enough, so he barely put his arm around Gu Ming's left shoulder: "Diaotiao reported to me last night, the one who was crying was in a hurry."

Gu Ming didn't expect to be able to make people cry, and for a moment he felt like a bully in the elementary school.

"I'll draw paper for him later on." Gu Ming said.

Sun Yuanfang still laughed, and finally sighed: "Hey, I didn't expect you to match up like this... But it's over like this, don't argue with him again."

"I've only spoken two words to him in total." Gu Ming glanced at him, only to reach the fifth floor.

"I know," Sun Yuanfang looked at him, "He Zhao deserved it this time, as I said before, his job like that has been fine for so many years, it's purely because he's making music."

Gu Ming didn't say a word, this is the second time Sun Yuanfang emphasized making music.

"There is only one reason for surviving in a high-quality position, and that is you." Sun Yuanfang said.

Gu Ming smiled, and suddenly understood the significance of Sun Yuanfang's conversation.

He suddenly entered Shiguang as an unknown person, has an independent workshop, and wrote songs for popular singers when he first came up. He Zhaosan is not surprised.

Two or three years ago, he could make himself a pot of pickled fish.

"It's true that it doesn't have to be me." Gu Ming stepped up to the last step, stopped, and looked at Sun Yuanfang: "But there are some things that I can do in the whole world."

Sun Yuanfang was stunned, looked at him, and then laughed hahaha after a long while, the whole corridor shook.

"Very good, very good, hey, I like you more and more." Sun Yuanfang said, "This time I finally recruited an interesting person."

When the two climbed to the twelfth floor, Sun Yuanfang finally surrendered and wanted to take the elevator.

When Gu Ming got out of the elevator, He Zhao was not seen in the public work area, but everyone was already there.

It was similar to the scene downstairs. Basically, when they saw him, they waved quietly and offered coffee.

This situation made him quite uncomfortable, and he said that he had already walked in the direction of his workshop.

Gu Ming is inexplicably a little ignited now, not only because he gave a second speech just now, but also because he really wants to make achievements as soon as possible.

As a result, within half an hour of sitting down, someone knocked on the door.

Gu Ming stood up, but the door was unlocked, and someone outside opened it generously.

It turned out to be the lazy and soft Zhou Yu, who was holding an order of oden in his hand, and smiled when he saw him: "Gu Gu Zao."

Looking at it, I think I'm in a good mood, and even the ending sound is swaying.

"Morning," Gu Ming shivered, "Aren't you socializing today?"

"I didn't socialize, I was sleeping at home." Zhou Yu put the Kanto on the coffee table, and leaned into the sofa as if at home, "But I suddenly remembered that you called me to sing..."

"I thought you forgot," Gu Ming said calmly, "I thought that as long as you were at home, you wouldn't remember anything."

"That depends on whose business it is." Zhou Yu lazily took out a string of fish tofu, "Have you had breakfast, why don't you have some?"

"Eat it, don't eat too much." Gu Ming glanced at him, "I won't sing a few lines later and you will crow."

Zhou Yu laughed for a long time, and continued to eat his kelp knots.

Gu Ming originally wanted to read the memo, but the smell of ketchup in the room distracted him.

How to put it, he was quite energetic a second ago, but as soon as Zhou Yu came in, he felt that the air became lazy.

Gu Ming held on and read a few pages of notes made yesterday.

Zhou Yuzhen only ate something to fill his stomach, and poured a glass of water: "What am I singing?"

Gu Ming sat down in front of the piano, "Let's sing along first, I want to get closer and listen."

"Success." Zhou Yu smiled.

In fact, I have already listened to enough tapes and discs, but Gu Ming believes that it is very important to listen to unfiltered voices.

Without accompaniment, the texture of the voice is most easily appreciated.

Zhou Yu's vocal range is quite wide, from A2 to C6, spanning three octaves in between.

"Start?" Gu Ming glanced at him, and put his right hand directly on the middle range.

"Is it okay if I don't?" Zhou Yu said, "I want to yawn after a long time."

"Just open your voice, you can sing whatever you like." Gu Ming ignored him and played a short section.

"Hey, what is this? It sounds nice." Zhou Yu asked.

"Just play it casually." Gu Ming's head hurt a little, "Are you still singing?"

"Sing." Zhou Yu quickly shut up.

Gu Ming's finger dropped again, he didn't lie, this time he played another melody blindly.

Zhou Yu glanced at him, and honestly opened his mouth to sing: "Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu——"

Gu Ming almost threw him no music score.

"The pigeon spirit possesses you." Gu Ming moved his hand to the bass area and played the same melody.

This person is very generous, and continued to sing: "Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu—"

Gu Ming bit the bullet and continued to play, Zhou Yu replaced all the sounds with pigeon calls.

After several times, Gu Ming finally went crazy, stopped and pointed at him: "Don't call Gu, give it to me."

"Okay, ah." Zhou Yu smiled.

Gu Ming didn't even think to understand what happened to Zhou Yu today to make him feel like that.

After opening his voice and letting him play around, Gu Ming found three songs that he had chosen in advance and asked Zhou Yu to sing one by one.

Generally speaking, creators like to use intelligent machines to analyze singers' voices, but Gu Ming trusts his ears more.

He is an expert in this area, and can directly hear all the information he wants.

Gu Ming only listened to the first two songs, occasionally jotting them down on paper.

Zhou Yu was actually nervous for no reason, Gu Ming looked like an examiner sitting there.

The third song I chose was quite high, the song F#5 was a cover of "Never See You Again" that Zhou Yu had sung at a concert.

In fact, this song was chosen quite selfishly. Gu Ming watched the video tape yesterday and fell in love with it the first time he listened to it.

As a result, this person forgot the words and had to read them on his mobile phone, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Gu Ming touched the black pen in his hand, looked at him for a while, and then suddenly moved the stool in front of Zhou Yu.

"Why?" Zhou Yu didn't react.

Gu Ming hesitated for a while, then said: "Sing, let me feel your breath."

Zhou Yu was only stunned for a second, and Gu Ming stretched out his hand to his abdomen without distraction.

"I'll go." Zhou Yu was startled.

The author has something to say: I am back, and the daily update starts today.

Author: Come on, learn from me and call me a listener.

Week Two: Cuckoo Cuckoo——

Gu Ming: Don't call Gu, you should speak up.

Two weeks: ah ♂

Two weeks: hello, you bastard.

Gu Ming:? ? ?