In the end, Tan Yiming agreed to dub the work of his girlfriend Xiaorui for the sake of George.
This is a Chinese-style short animation work called "Slowly Tune". Not long, 13 minutes and 28 seconds, the final rendering has not been completed, Xiaorui can only take out a demo and let Tan Yiming dub it.
Tan Yiming thought that the dubbing of animations was the same as his radio dramas. Anyway, he had ready-made equipment, and he could complete the recording as long as he was in the dormitory.
Unexpectedly, Xiaorui borrowed a recording studio and sent the address to Tan Yiming's mailbox.
Tan Yiming googled it out of curiosity and found that it was a well-known professional recording studio in the industry, where many independent musicians and small record companies would record records.
Tan Yiming: "…"
He originally only regarded this matter as a gesture of effort, but now that he has made it so "serious", he inevitably raised a little nervousness.
George was puzzled by his nervousness.
George asked: "Don't you usually talk to me in the dormitory to the microphone and say those very disgusting lines? Now it's just a different place, what's the nervousness?"
Tan Yiming asked him: "It's the same as typing code. You're not nervous in the library, why are you nervous when you go to the programming competition to type?"
"... This, can't be compared like this!" George was surrounded by him. "The game is a game, and the atmosphere at the scene is very formal. If I'm not nervous, is that a good thing?"
"Me too." Tan Yi was arrogant, and always said something in front of his friends, "You have also watched the recording of my recording. First, I played the pia scene, and then dubbed it alone. I sat in front of the computer alone, right? Read the whole scene into the microphone - but if you enter the studio, it becomes a 'serious job'. And this dubbing is to sign a contract and get paid, so I naturally have to be more serious."
If Wang Qingyun's fans knew that the calm and airy male god in their eyes was so helpless, they would definitely be surprised.
George vaguely understood his concern.
But the more he understood, the more puzzled George became: "Have you never imagined walking into a recording studio and officially recording a work?"
"Of course not." Tan Yiming frowned slightly, "What's there to fantasize about?"
"Oh, old talk, in fact, I wanted to say it before. You see that you have a foundation of popularity, why don't you just take the career path? There are many Internet singers who ran to participate in the audition and signed their debuts with vigor. With your appearance, You can also go this way - 'Idol Commercial Voice Actor' - what do you think of this title? I won't type the code at that time, and I will turn to be your agent."
Tan Yiming heard that he was joking, but he didn't take it seriously: "How can you drink Coke? Interest is interest, and work is work. My dubbing is for adjusting work, not for work."
At this point, his refusal was clearly expressed.
George got off the donkey along the slope, raised his hand and patted Tan Yiming's back twice, and said with a big laugh, "That's right! After we graduate, Brother Ming will go to Wall Street to become a financial elite and earn millions of dollars!"
Tan Yiming is about to graduate in one year. A few months ago, he entered an investment bank as an intern because he was practical, diligent and smart, and was highly regarded by the team leaders. There are four or five other interns in the company at the same time as him, but he is the only one who has a serious job, not running errands for old employees.
As long as he persists for another half a year, it will not be difficult to get a formal offer. Although it is impossible for him to earn an annual salary of one million when he just joined the company, it is not difficult for him to get this amount within ten years with his ability.
George thought, the golden avenue is paved under Tan Yiming's feet, his future is destined to be brilliant and shining, so why does he need to give up his bright future and become a voice actor
…
The recording time was selected on the weekend. Tan Yiming entered the address of the recording studio into the mobile phone navigation and drove there.
In the back seat sat George and her girlfriend Shang Xiaorui.
Xiaorui was still shy when she saw Tan Yiming, she hid behind George half-covered, and shyly said hello.
Tan Yiming knew that she was embarrassed, adjusted the atmosphere, and made a joke: "It seems that I am lucky, I met a party A who did not dare to let me go back to work."
"If the recording is not good, rework will still have to be reworked!" When Shang Xiaorui heard it, she raised her voice first, then lowered her voice and said, "...After all, it's two hundred dollars."
Yes, that's right.
Wang Qingyun, who has 500,000 Weibo fans, has played in eight radio dramas, five of which are the main actors, and Wang Qingyun, who has set a single episode listening record, can be crowded into any live broadcast FT until the line is dropped. Wang Qingyun Great God... The first "commercial dubbing" work, only worth two hundred dollars.
George was ashamed of his girlfriend when he heard it: "Don't, don't, don't talk about Xiaorui! Do you know how much an advertisement on Weibo costs?"
Shang Xiaorui: "Ah? Do you have a lot of Weibo fans about Brother Tan?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense." Tan Yiming flew a warning eye knife at George with a smile, "I'm all a zombie fan on Weibo, so it's my turn to advertise."
A few people were talking and laughing, and soon arrived at the recording studio.
Although the recording studio is hidden in the suburbs, it looks exquisite and stylish on the outside. Many people dressed as "artistic" came in and out. George looked down at his house tee with pokeman printed on it, and felt that he was out of place here.
George was startled and asked his girlfriend, "Xiao Rui, didn't you say you are short on funds? How did you rent such a luxurious recording studio?"
Xiaorui said proudly: "I didn't rent this! I asked about the soundtrack in the Chinese student group before, and a senior piano student not only agreed to help us with the soundtrack, but also took the initiative to contact his friend's recording studio and borrowed it for free. Use it for us!"
Hearing this, George immediately became vigilant: "What senior brother? How old are you, where are you from, how do you look, do you have a girlfriend?"
"Qiao Dafu, what are you thinking about!" Shang Xiaorui squeezed the fat around his waist angrily, "Brother Yao is gay, he helped me out of enthusiasm, can you put away your dirty thoughts? "
George was scolded bloody, and ran to Tongtan Yiming to complain: "Look at her, she is so arrogant, she has only been in love for a few days, and you dare to beat me!"
Having said that, there was a happy greasy layer on George's face.
Tan Yiming was reluctant to expose his friend, because from the moment he stepped into the door, his heart beat uncontrollably. The blood was rushing in his body, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, only to feel that the palms were wet and hot.
As he said, he never fantasized about being a commercial voice actor; but when he stepped through the door, a new world seemed to reveal the tip of the iceberg to him.
He laughed at himself, obviously he hadn't even seen the microphone, but he was nervous now.
He tried some simple vocal exercises, but the vocal cords were so tight that the throat muscles couldn't relax anyway.
George asked inexplicably: "What's wrong with you, you've been there hou, hou, hou, and your throat is stuck?"
"..." Tan Yiming said with a headache, "don't say a few words, I'll be annoyed when I see you now."
The three signed up at the front desk and received a temporary visitor pass.
The lady at the front desk said politely:
Mr. Yao is recording inside and will pick you up in five minutes. "
Shang Xiaorui clutched his chest, admiringly and intoxicated, and said, "Brother Yao is really responsible! When I think of seeing him play the piano with my own eyes, I'm so happy!"
George: "…Huh."
The two young lovers bickered with vinegar, but it softened the tension in Tan Yiming's heart.
The three waited in the hall for a few minutes, and soon, a tall figure appeared at the end of the corridor, walking faster and faster, walking towards them.
The frosted soundproof doors opened to both sides, and the Yao Senior Brother, whom Shang Xiaorui talked about, finally appeared in front of them.
It was a handsome and clean young man, dressed in fashion, with a cross necklace hanging around his neck. The corner of his mouth hung a just right smile, gentle and appropriate.
Even George, a 24k pure gold straight man, said that the appearance of this brother Yao will indeed make people who meet him for the first time feel good.
"It's a pleasure to meet." The young man nodded slightly at the three of them, and took the initiative to extend his hand to Tan Yiming's direction, "I'm Yao Yin, I'm in charge of the piano soundtrack, and I also serve as your voice-over guide."
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The man's low, magnetic voice came from the earphones.
A chuckle, a sigh, a recitation, a sigh...
On the narrow single bed, the tall boy was wearing loose pajamas, revealing a thin waist.
Xiang Gu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the dormitory. The old electric fan creaked and turned. When Xiangchai was seven or eight years old, he once imagined the terrifying picture of the electric fan falling off and the fan blade flattening his head; now that he is older, he has long stopped imagining this kind of incompetence. actual stuff.
The other three roommates finished their day of professional training and were already tired and fell asleep.
Adolescent boys don't pay much attention to hygiene, and the smell in the dormitory is a bit weird, but what makes Xiang Guai more unbearable is their constant snoring.
The dormitory was terribly hot, and Xiang Chai turned over irritably, pushing the quilt on his body to the soles of his feet.
With his movements, the loose cotton socks slipped from his ankles. He bent over indifferently, raised the edge of the sock with his fingertips, lifted the sock high, and covered it all the way to his ankle.
He turned up the volume of the audio. In the earphones, Wang Qingyun's voice was tragic and affectionate, and Xiang Gu could almost see the blood-soaked eyes and feel the warm and powerful embrace.
"Aiqing..."
Xiang Gu heard the man.
"If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be the lonely master in this huge palace again; I can't bear to see you fight for me on the battlefield and endure the pain... I just want to be the most ordinary couple in the world with you, every day. Rough tea and light meals, sunset dawn and dusk. 』
Xiang Guess: "...???"
Wait, something seems wrong
Xiang Chai suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes widened, his face flushed red.
He hurriedly grabbed the phone, the light from the screen shrouded his face, he narrowed his eyes, carefully identifying the long string of small characters on the audio title - ""Send Jiangshan (Original Work: Mo Wai)" cv Wang Qingyun (Emperor) ) / Lone Crane (General) - The first phase of the annual tear-jerking drama is over.
That's right.
Xiang Guess read the long series of titles word by word in his mind.
Isn't this a work that describes the love of the king and the minister? How can you listen to it... The emperor and the general actually started to have sex...
Xiang Guai is clear and pure, as white as a piece of paper. Since childhood, in addition to dancing, he is dancing. Where has he come across this kind of thing? He knows that there are people in this world who like the same sex, but... but... But why does Wang Qingyun deserve such a story
Does Wang Qingyun also like men
Are he and this "General" a couple in real life
Thinking of this possibility, Xiang Gu suddenly felt the tip of his tongue tighten, and an indescribable strange feeling surged up.
The radio dramas on his mobile phone were passed on to him by his roommate Qi Ji. He just clicked on one of them before going to bed. He originally wanted to use it as a lullaby, but he didn't think that the hypnosis would be successful, but instead he was bombed to wake up.
He wanted to ask Qi Ji what was going on, but he was afraid that the girl would make a fuss about him.
Xiang Chai's idol burden weighs one ton, and even if the doubts in his heart weigh ten tons, he does not dare to unload the burden easily.
While he was holding the phone in a daze, Qi Ji's message suddenly popped out.
It's so coincidental.
Miracle Girl: [cute] [cute] [cute]
Miracle Girl: Tomorrow morning's musical instrument class, do you want to go together
I do not guess you guess guess:…
Xiang Guess stared at the words on the phone screen in horror.
Guess I guess: musical instrument class? ? ? ?
Miracle Girl: [Looking sideways] God, don't you not know
Miracle Girl: There are four compulsory courses for singing and dancing majors: performance and lines, vocal music sight-singing, dance foundation, and musical instruments!
Guess I guess: ... I really heard it for the first time.
Xiang Chai entered the school gate of Huawu High School at the age of 11, and his life focus has always revolved around the ballet major. After taking a year off from school, he listened to the arrangement of the leaders of the department and transferred to the music and dance major. He accepted all this on the surface, but in fact, he has been treating it negatively.
If Qi Ji hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't even turn over the timetable.
Miracle Girl: So you don't know any musical instruments
Guess I guess: ... does a whistle count
Miracle Girl: Do you think whistle counts
Guess I guess or not: I think so.
Miracle Girl: [smile] [smile] [smile]
Miracle Girl: You think it's useless, the teacher thinks it counts.
Xiang Guess: "… "
Guess I guess: what instrument do you know? Otherwise, I will learn the same as you.
Miracle Girl: [Proud] Learn about the violin level 8.
I do not guess you guess guess:! ! !
Guess I guess or not: [disrespect] [disrespect]
Miracle Girl: [Assignment] [Assignment]
Miracle Girl: But don't worry about the violin. Even if you start learning now, it will be difficult for you to meet the graduation requirements in two years.
I do not guess you guess guess:…
Miracle Girl: Can you recognize staves
Guess I guess: Yes, I learned it when I was a kid.
Miracle Girl: Then I think you might as well learn the piano.
piano…
nope...
It sounds very difficult, why don't you ask tomorrow if you have learned harmonica.
Miracle Girl: By the way, Wang Qingyun said that he especially appreciates people who can play the piano.
I do not guess you guess guess:…
Guess I guess or not: [ok]
Guess I guess or not: I will go to the teacher tomorrow to sign up.