Although An Ruifeng's proposal was unexpected, thinking about it carefully, it was indeed a good idea. The reason why Bao Hui was able to arrogantly ask his agent to come over to Qiang Lingxi's song is because of three points: first, his role in the play is more important; second, he is more famous than him; third, His company brand is big.
But what if there is a person who is more famous than him
In order to let Ling Xi keep work, An Ruifeng took the initiative to ask for this song. Even if Bao Hui was not reconciled, there was nothing he could do. Without the fuse of the ending song, Bao Hui had no reason to put pressure on Ling Xi. After all, it was not from a company, and Bao Hui's hand could not stretch so long.
Ling Xi thought about these joints clearly, and immediately understood An Ruifeng's good intentions.
The same words, the same meaning, said from Bao Hui's manager's mouth only made people sick, but from An Ruifeng's mouth, Ling Xi was moved to tears. He has worked so hard to create works that dedicate all his emotions, and would rather give it to others than give it to someone else on his knees and exchange it for money.
It's just that An Ruifeng venting his anger for other companies' twelfth-tier artists this time will definitely make Bao Hui and the people above him feel uncomfortable.
"You..." Ling Xi murmured, "Are you a helper or not?"
An Ruifeng said: "How come, I am helping both the manager and the relative."
Ling Xi can't wait to crawl along the phone line and kiss An Ruifeng's suit pants.
"Then do you agree to give me this song or not?"
"I have no problem here." Although Ling Xi felt reluctant to part with this decision, he also knew that this was the only solution for now: "But you are only a supporting role in a few episodes of the play, and you are not a professional singer or director. Can you agree to record the ending song over there?"
"It's fine," An Ruifeng said indifferently, "I am more famous than Bao Hui, can the director be unhappy?"
The rules of the entertainment industry are so cruel. You don't play it, it plays you.
Ling Xi thought for a while, and then asked: "It's just that I wrote this song for myself at first, and I'm worried that you won't be able to sing it with the inversion and high pitch. Which note can you sing the highest?"
"...I don't usually sing." An Ruifeng is not a professional singer, and has never taken vocal music lessons at all, so there are rare problems that can trouble him. Later, the two agreed to meet directly in the recording studio the day after tomorrow. Ling Xi would record the demo, and An Ruifeng would audition. If there was anything that needed to be modified, the two would discuss on the spot.
Time passed slowly, and Ling Xi hung up when the phone became hot. The troubles in his heart were resolved smoothly, Ling Xi unconsciously brought a bright smile on his face when he hung up the phone. He squatted beside the phone, and kept on being silly, happy like a sunflower.
Wu Youpeng, who was eavesdropping on the corner of the wall, asked him heartily, "Damn it, didn't you say that this song was not for people? Why did An Ruifeng give it to him as soon as he said he wanted it? Great favor, it's better to follow Bao Hui from the beginning..."
"Can this be the same? As far as Bao Hui's manager's attitude is concerned, I would rather go to the river with my music score, and I don't give it to him."
Wu Youpeng scolded him: "Yes, An Ruifeng has a good attitude. As soon as you say yes, you will marry your baby."
Ling Xi didn't know how to refute, and his face was red.
"I'm still saying that anyway," Wu Youpeng said sternly: "If you really like a man one day, according to the contract, you must be the first to tell me."
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Two days later, Wu Youpeng took Ling Xi to the recording studio of Xingui Entertainment. "Jianjue Tianxia" is an ancient costume fairy tale drama jointly invested by a number of investors, of which Xingui Entertainment's investment accounted for a part, so the director recommended the arranger work to Xingui's arranger. It is estimated that the arranger Shi and Bao Hui had a personal relationship, so Bao Hui heard about the DEMO in advance.
After all, under normal circumstances, actors rarely pay attention to the ending and episodes of a TV series. They only need to be responsible for acting well.
This is not the first time Ling Xi has come to Xingui Entertainment’s recording studio—the Yangtian Media brokerage company he works for is really too small. The office only rents two floors, and where there is spare money to build a recording studio, so every time When recording is required, professional recording studios are rented. Small pheasant-like brokerage companies like Yangtian Media are everywhere in Panda Country, Ling Xi would still envy others at first, but over time he became indifferent.
The group building of Xingui Entertainment was just built three years ago. Its recording studio is as new and expensive as its name. Every time Ling Xi comes here, his heart is agitated, and he is devout like a pilgrimage. There are two entrances to this building. Their own artists and staff members take a special elevator directly from the underground garage to go up to the top to avoid the harassment of paparazzi and fans. For people like Ling Xi to record, they can only be honest. Register at the front desk at the main entrance, and then be led to the fixed floor by a special person.
But this time, Ling Xi hugged An Ruifeng's thigh. Now An Ruifeng is the top force in the second echelon of the upstart artist pyramid. Ling Xi and Wu Youpeng took An Ruifeng's nanny car to the underground parking lot and followed him. Entered the elevator for artists.
Unlike the sightseeing elevators outside, the elevators for artists are fully enclosed. On one of the walls is a closed-circuit TV playing a promotional video of the upstart. The video just introduces the new generation of artists created by the upstart entertainment in the past two years. A video of Ruifeng taking a magazine photo appeared on TV with the background sound.
Ling Xi watched it with relish, and when the elevator reached the studio floor, he was reluctant to come out. Seeing his appearance that he had never seen before, Xu Zhiqiang raised his eyebrows in disdain.
"When was the video shot just now?" Ling Xi did not notice the critical eyes of the evil mother-in-law, and whispered to An Ruifeng.
"Three months ago?"
"It's only three months? You're so much thinner than then..."
An Ruifeng patted his stomach and smiled bitterly: "I have been losing weight recently for my new job. Fortunately, I finally reached the goal of 20 pounds a few days ago." This is his first step on the big screen, and he can't help but be serious. Even if he suffered too much, he had to grit his teeth and persevere.
Wu Youpeng interjected: "By the way, I remember hearing that your movie was about to start shooting. When will you report to the crew?"
Xu Zhiqiang opened the way in front of the people, but he didn't even look back when he heard the words: "The day after tomorrow - we bought today's plane and planned to fly over to adapt to the environment in advance." Needless to say, his sneer has fully demonstrated his love for An Rui. Maple is dissatisfied with the temporary change of the itinerary.
An Ruifeng rashly blocked Ling Xi's shot without telling him, and even sacrificed his time to record... He took An Ruifeng with him since his debut three years ago, and he didn't even know An Rui Feng still has the ability to sing? ! As An Ruifeng's manager (lao ma zi) and friend, Xu Zhiqiang couldn't understand him more and more.
"It's alright, it's still too late to fly again tomorrow morning. It's not too far from S City, it'll be there in a few hours." An Ruifeng's words were not only to comfort the angry manager, but also to comfort Ling Xi who was full of shame. .
Looking at Ling Xi's anxious appearance, she has changed from a sunflower to a mimosa...
They entered the studio and greeted the sound engineer first. The recording engineer A Jun (not a code name, this is a stage name) is quite famous among the upstarts. Ling Xi has collaborated with him several times before, and he is also an acquaintance. When they entered the shed, Mr. A was debugging the equipment. When he saw a few people coming, he quickly stood up to say hello.
Mr. A asked, "Old Xu, I didn't hear that you hired a vocal teacher for An Ruifeng before. I was shocked when I received your call yesterday saying that he was going to enter the shed."
Xu Zhiqiang said angrily: "Don't talk about you, I'm shocked." He glared at a little goblin who was in trouble with the government: "Anyway, he chose the song himself, and he had to finish it while kneeling."
As a result, when An Ruifeng entered the recording room and put on the headset to start recording, he didn't kneel, and the others knelt down...
This is not because An Ruifeng sings too well, but because he sings really badly...
As soon as An Ruifeng finished singing the first climax, Mr. A ripped off the monitor headset and threw it on the control stage: "I thought I went through a strong wind and waves, but I didn't expect to be planted in this pit."
Ling Xi, who had just recorded the DEMO twice, was so frightened that she couldn't close her mouth. This song was obviously her own original song, but it became An Ruifeng's original song in a blink of an eye.
Xu Zhiqiang, like a mother who didn't believe that her son failed the college entrance examination at all, jumped up and asked Mr. A over and over again: "Should I be able to tune it? Surely I can tune it? I remember that whoever sang was out of tune, and then he just had to rely on the recording engineer to repair the sound. , an album out!"
"Stop dreaming, whoever is out of tune, An Ruifeng is out of tune at all."
An Ruifeng went from the recording studio to the monitoring studio. Seeing everyone's sullen expressions, he asked everyone nervously how he was recording.
Ling Xi asked him as politely as possible: "Have you ever sang to others before?"
"I sang."
"to whom?"
"My brother."
"How does he rate it?"
"He said I sang very well."
Ling Xi turned his head in pain: "...Your brother must love you very much." Otherwise, An Ruifeng could say so confidently to sing the ending song for Ling Xi. It turns out that he had no self-knowledge when it came to singing.
The five people sat in a circle and began to discuss what to do. An Ruifeng's level was far lower than ordinary people. None of the people present had heard a more magical voice than him, especially Ling Xi, who was a professional singer. It feels like my ears have been raped a hundred times.
Wu Youpeng suggested: "It's not very popular now to add a chanting to the song, let's do the same, Ling Xi, you should sing this song, and let An Ruifeng record the chanting."
"...Which TV series have you heard of the ending song that the human voice recites?"
"Then it can only be changed to RAP."
"... Otherwise, I'd better think about how to add whiteness."
The last few people discussed and discussed, but Mr. A came up with a solution - this song was still sung by Ling Xilai, but in the climax stage, An Ruifeng hummed a few lines to act as harmony.
The harmony has only one fixed tune, and he can tune it well no matter how bad An Ruifeng sings.
This is how, in this song, which was originally intended for An Ruifeng to sing or sing as a chorus, he was completely reduced to a supporting role with a thin sense of existence...
Several people tossed until late at night and finally finished recording the first version. After the song is tuned, it will fly to the director's mailbox. Bao Hui can no longer find any waves. After the dust settled, Ling Xi thought about the experience of frequent situations in the past few days, and felt like she was on a roller coaster.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when they walked out of the upstart building, and An Ruifeng would set off for S City in four hours. In another two months, when An Ruifeng's role in the movie came to an end, he would take out one Yue concentrates on filming "Sword in the World". As soon as we say goodbye today, the two of them can only see each other in two months.
Before leaving, An Ruifeng apologized to Ling Xi guiltily. He originally meant to help him, but misestimated his own strength.
Ling Xi restrained her smile and said seriously: "Actually, you are more real like this. You are good-looking and gentle. If you sing well, then I will definitely be ashamed because of the gap between us. Dare to appear in front of you... But to be honest, I always thought you were omnipotent."
An Ruifeng's gray eyes rarely showed some embarrassment: "Well, I thought so too."