Entertainment: I became a god at the National Goddess Concert

Chapter 474

Yang Qianhua's face was full of surprise and confusion.

"You...what did you say?"

Yang Qianhua asked.

"Aren't you just... taking my photo?"

Qin Yang suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he was self-inflicted.

Could it be that others are not their fans?

This midnight I came to see him...

I don’t really want to discuss singing skills with him, right?

Where did this entertainment industry come from purely discussing singing skills late at night?

Cough cough cough cough cough...

"Ah?! Yes! Yes! Yes! That's right! I was just taking your photo..."

"I'm really embarrassed."

Yang Qianhua didn't dare to say that he actually made a small joke with Yang Jiacheng just now.

Because this is a matter between them, if Qin Yang knew about it, it would be very embarrassing.

And it also seems very impolite.

But what Yang Qianhua didn't know was...

It's just my own little joke, and Hong Kong tonight is not at all peaceful...

"fine."

Qin Yang waved his hand.

Then he took the fat sea prepared for himself that Xie Yu had soaked in water.

There was throat soggy tablet in his mouth.

To be honest, this type of throat soggy tablet seems to be only sold in Xiangjiang, and the taste is very special.

It seems that Xie Yu is really interested.

"Actually, it's better to let Brother Xie's bodyguard come here... You really don't need to go there on purpose."

Qin Yang shook his head as he saw Yang Qianhua's clothes not changing.

"No... it's okay! I'm quite curious... what the studio of the entertainment company in mainland China is like."

Yang Qianhua pretended to look around, and his face turned red when he lies.

But unexpectedly, Qin Yang didn't feel anything unusual: "I'll take you to visit?"

"Yes...is it OK?"

"Everyone has come."

Qin Yang signaled Yang Qianhua to get up, and Yang Qianhua followed Qin Yang honestly.

"Actually, Xiangjiang and mainland are the same, not as different as you imagined. In short, they are all from China."

Qin Yang turned on the lights of each department and function room as he walked.

Originally, only Qin Yang's office was on in the entire building, but Qin Yang and Yang Qianhua walked in the same place and turned on a light.

The whole building became brighter bit by bit.

Downstairs, the old man and uncle who were guarding the door looked up as the lights were on, and then he smiled as if his aunt was smiling.

"Oh~ Boss Qin is so young!"

"It's really special~~!"

Then, Uncle Men took out a chair from his small room, sat at the door, looked up, and admired the unique scene under the moon.

...

"It's quite... quite unique!"

Yang Qianhua lowered his head. Although he seemed calm on the surface, he was actually already surging inside.

this……

Why is it like the feeling of going to an amusement park to light a light in an idol drama...

It's quite romantic.

"Is there any? Isn't this the structure of a normal studio?"

Qin Yang didn't understand the meaning, thinking that Xiangjiang is really so far away from the mainland companies?

"Is this... the place to record songs?"

Yang Qianhua and Qin Yang walked to the recording studio.

"Um."

Qin Yang turned on the lights in the recording studio.

This recording studio is the largest area in the entire company.

There are all kinds of musical instruments, and the microphones that receive radios are all at the highest professional level.

"You usually practice singing here?"

For some reason, Yang Qianhua's fantasy of often coming to "visit the set" popped up in his mind.

"right."

"When I talk about this, I'll record the song "Exaggeration" later, and I'll be able to be directly on the puppy shelves tomorrow."

Qin Yang explained his purpose of coming to the studio tonight to work overtime.

"Ah?! Isn't your voice still not healed? You're too hard!"

Yang Qianhua couldn't believe it...

She thought that Qin Yang had reached this stage and basically did not need to work overtime.

Be your boss~

What is particular about is casualness.

"Uh... Actually, I feel good after eating the things you sent. If you don't believe it, can you try it?"

Qin Yang finally understood why Xie Yu was so anxious to send throat lozenges and fat sea over.

To be honest, this throat candy really feels like a magical medicine.

"Ah?! How...how to try?"

"Not...brushed, right?!"

Yang Qianhua covered his mouth in surprise, his face flushed.

Although I have seen a lot.

But no matter how you look at it, this practice has never been practiced!

"Ha? Brushed?"

Qin Yang looked at Yang Qianhua in surprise, and couldn't think of how to draw the thread in this song...

Is he going to ask the microphone, can you draw wires?

“Then…how to try?”

"Uh... I'll record it, and you can hear if there are any problems, after all, you are still a singer."

Qin Yang instantly realized that Yang Qianhua had just misunderstood and quickly explained.

"What does 'return' mean? I... am OK in my own right!"

Yang Qianhua was a little dissatisfied.

She is such a big beauty here... she didn't refuse to say that she didn't want to "brush".

result……

Is recording songs more important?

"Well... it's just that there is no representative work."

Qin Yang woke up the dreamer with a word.

"you……!"

Yang Qianhua was so angry that he was unable to argue.

"Create the song quickly!"

Yang Qianhua spoke up for a long time.

"Okay, I'll bother you."

Qin Yang smiled slightly and ran to the recording studio himself.

After adjusting the equipment a little, I started recording songs.

“Everywhere is like opening a four-sided table”

"I'm very emotional in the flashest shirt"

"Someone is here to take pictures and remember to insert bags"

"You think I'm exaggerating"

...

This time, when Yang Qianhua heard Qin Yang's recording version, he was completely stunned.

The breath is very stable, and even if the accompaniment is removed, it sounds like a walking CD.

The most surprising thing is...

Qin Yang is still in the same state as he has just finished the concert.

Which god is this?

Pulmonary capacity or something...

It should be very high!

"Okay... Are there any problems you hear?"

Suddenly Qin Yang patted Yang Qianhua on the shoulder, and Yang Qianhua realized.

"Ah? I...I heard it, but I didn't."

Yang Qianhua told the truth.

The recording level is comparable to the level of mechanics that millions of tuners have edited.

Besides, it's been one time!

It's really scary!

"Well...I'll take a look."

Qin Yang was not very relieved, so he picked up his headphones and tried to listen to the part he had just sung again.

"Well... it may be a little wrong here."

"This, the changeover did not turn well."

Qin Yang recorded his own problems while listening.

Qin Yang has a unique mint grass smell, coupled with Qin Yang’s serious appearance.

Suddenly, Yang Qianhua felt the unique aura emitted by the action of hormones.

"Okay, I'll record it again, and I'll try to spend this time~"

After Qin Yang finished recording, he walked into the recording studio again.

Yang Qianhua nodded.

While Qin Yang was preparing, he had a sudden idea and took out his cell phone.

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