Chapter 39 "Miss Dong"

At noon, the sun is shining brightly and the heat is biting.

After finishing lunch outside with Zhou Hongyu, I went back to take a short rest.

When it was almost two o'clock, the two walked to the school gate together.

Then they parted ways.

Zhou Hongyu asked in surprise: "What? You don't even go to the afternoon class now?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "I have something to do. I'll leave first."

"Niubi, if you keep going like this, you will drop out of school, right?" Zhou Hongyu muttered to himself as he watched his departing back.

Yang Xiao came to Huicheng’s commercial pedestrian street, on the fifth floor.

【Tianhai Music】

“Is this the best music studio in Huicheng?”

Looking at the somewhat old sign at the door, Yang Xiao was a little skeptical.

I found out about this place from Mr. Li, who sells computers.

I didn’t expect that this place is opened in a residential building. Is it really reliable?

The door was not closed at this time, with only a layer of insulation curtain hanging down.

After Yang Xiao came in, a gust of cold air rushed over, making him feel a lot cooler instantly.

The living room was a bit messy, with a blanket on the floor and filled with musical instruments.

There are a wide variety of guitars, drum sets, and electronic keyboards.

A long-haired young man was leaning on a recliner, drooling at the corner of his mouth, sleeping soundly.

Yang Xiao did not disturb him and walked around the other three rooms alone.

Two of the rooms seem to be places specifically for giving classes to students.

The other room, in addition to musical instruments, also has computers and other equipment, and looks like a recording studio.

Yang Xiao nodded secretly, thinking that it should be able to meet his needs.

"Hey man, who are you looking for?"

The long-haired young man woke up at some point and looked at him with confusion.

"Hello, can we record songs here?"

"Record a song? Of course, which one do you want to record?"

“Record my own songs.”

"What do you mean? Did you write it yourself?"

Yang Xiao nodded.

The long-haired young man was a little surprised when he saw this.

Then he smiled, feeling a little nonchalant.

Their music studio has encountered this situation many times.

Some young people are quite confident in their singing skills, so they go to them to cover some popular songs and finally post them online to show off.

This is the first time I've come across someone like Yang Xiao who looks young and claims to be the original author.

But in his eyes, Yang Xiao might just be a whimsical young man who wrote some slightly rhyming lyrics just to prove himself.

But reality will tell him what naivety is.

"How much would it cost if I could borrow your guitar again?"

"Guitar?"

Upon hearing this, the long-haired young man took a guitar from the living room and handed it over, and at the same time he became more determined.

"If you can play, you can use mine for free. It's only 500 yuan for an hour, and I can help you adjust the equipment at the same time."

"Okay, let's start now."

"The equipment we have here is the best and most expensive in the entire Huicheng."

"How's the sound? Should the mix be enhanced? Is the vocal clear?"

"ready or Not?"

In the recording studio, instruments are connected to the equipment.

Microphone modulation completed.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Xiao nodded to him calmly, indicating that he was ready.

Then he held the guitar and played it softly.

The lyrics also slowly came out of Yang Xiao's mouth.

[Ms. Dong, you never forget your smile]

[Even if you, like me, long for aging]

The long-haired young man was standing aside, with a faint smile on his face, complaining in his heart.

really
At this level?

What the hell? The lyrics are as tacky as the title.

Yang Xiao didn't pay attention to him and continued to speak in a deep voice.

[Ms. Dong, you are not a female classmate without a story]

[I fell in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my home]

???

When the long-haired young man heard this, most of his contempt had disappeared.

There seems to be something to this lyric.

【Come with me, Miss Dong】

[Get excited, Miss Dong] By the time Yang Xiao sang the last two lines in a low voice, the long-haired young man was so shocked that he was speechless.

The guitar playing level is average, but the music and lyrics are extraordinary!

"Have you finished recording? Please let me listen to it."

"Ah? Okay, right away."

Yang Xiao interrupted him from his trance and immediately played the demo audio on the computer.

"Brother, listen to it first. You can continue recording if you are not satisfied. I am going to the bathroom."

"it is good."

Before he knew it, the long-haired young man started addressing people in a polite manner.

He quickly walked to the bathroom, took out his cell phone, found a number in the address book and dialed it.

"Brother Yang, where are you? You haven't come back yet."

"Still outside, what's wrong?"

"Hurry back to the studio, something big has happened!"

"Why are you so surprised? Aren't the students taking a break today? What could be the big deal?"

"You'll know when you come back! Hurry up! Run forward!"

In the recording room.

Yang Xiao recorded it four or five times in succession.

My throat is a little dry!
He still felt somewhat dissatisfied.

I can hardly sing at all!
Song Dongye's voice is a bit smoky, and it sounds vicissitudes and stories.

Easy to capture and empathize with!
Although Yang Xiao's emotions are there.

But his voice now still sounds a little too immature.

Due to insufficient innate conditions, it is impossible to express the things in the original song, so the effect will definitely be compromised.

"Little brother, what's the name of your song?"

At some point, there was an extra person behind Yang Xiao.

This is a man about thirty years old, wearing a white vest, with a handsome appearance and a bit of bookish air.

"Brother, my name is Zhang Shaoyu, and this is my eldest brother, Han Yang, the boss of our Tianhai Music." The long-haired young man introduced immediately.

"Hello, my name is Yang Xiao. The name of this song is "Miss Dong""

"Can you show me your lyrics and music?"

“There are only lyrics, but no music.”

As he spoke, Yang Xiao took out a piece of handwritten lyrics paper and handed it to him.

“Can you let me sing it once?”

Han Yang took it in his hand, took a look at it, and said a good word in his heart.

This song is very much to his liking.

Especially the line "I fell in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my home."

Hearing this, his heart trembled.

Isn’t this a portrayal of his love journey?

Han Yang had heard it once before behind Yang Xiao, and his eyes lit up at that moment.

I just feel that Yang Xiao’s singing lacks the charm of this song.

At this point I was itching to try it myself.

Seeing that he was interested in this, Yang Xiao thought about it and agreed.

Han Yang was delighted when he got Yang Xiao's permission.

He quickly took out his own guitar, read the lyrics twice in silence, and then carefully tried to figure out the mood of the song.

He also didn't ask Yang Xiao to help play the guitar.

Because the melody of this song is too simple.

He copied it almost exactly based on his memory.

Soon the song ended.

Yang Xiao nodded. This Han Yang was indeed professional, at least much better than him.

Even the song sung by him is just as good as the original.

Both the vocal performance and the emotions poured into it are very satisfactory.

Han Yang was also happy.

He stood up and looked at Yang Xiao with excitement.

"Brother Yang, how about you sell me this song?"

Yang Xiao looked at him in surprise: "How much are you offering?"

"5000 yuan, how about that?"

Yang Xiao had a faint smile on his face and didn't say anything.

Han Yang also understood what he meant and said hesitantly, "Too little? How about 7000?"

"7000 yuan? Brother Yang, that's not necessary, right?"

Zhang Shaoyu exclaimed when he heard this.

Yang Xiao shook his head and still said nothing.

Han Yang looked unhappy, so he said hesitantly: "Then, Brother Yang, please name a price."

Yang Xiao looked at him calmly and said softly:
"Not much, one hundred thousand."

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