Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 76: Come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back

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Pressing the last key, John Burns slowly exhaled, and this is the song. As long as Angela is familiar with these songs, the recording can be started immediately. There is no doubt about it, the girl's musical talent is amazing, and of course, in some ways, it makes people laugh and cry.

for example? For example, at the beginning she actually asked to play three different pieces of music with three different instruments in the EP! God, this is an EP, not a record! Besides, even if it's a pure music record, there is an instrument as the main instrument, instead of playing different pieces with different instruments, if you do as she says, this record will be a complete failure, even if she is a master in every instrument. Level, when the staff of the studio heard this request, they all saw a ghost, including themselves.

Fortunately, after her own explanation, the little girl readily agreed to the revision and apologized to everyone. The way she sticks out her tongue is really cute, but she doesn't know much about pure music records. , so why did she insist on releasing a pure music record

John shrugged and turned over the sheet music in front of him. At his suggestion, Angela chose the piano, so he designed three piano songs for girls, one classical, one jazz, and one that will be on the EP. It is adapted from "The Great World" of 2008, so it has both classical flavor and modernity, and it can also make people reminisce about the record, which will definitely arouse people's interest.

"I kept you waiting, Mr. John." Angela's voice came from the door. She lightly covered her stomach, her face was a little pale, and there was no extra expression.

John didn't notice these, but stepped aside: "It doesn't matter, it's not too long, there is the last song, when you are completely familiar with it, we can start recording."

"Okay, no problem." Angela sat in front of the piano and suddenly asked, "Mr. John, what is MMC?"

"Oh, that's short for Mickey Mouse Club," John explained, before asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. When I went to the bathroom just now, I met two girls who asked me if I was a new member of MMC." Angela shrugged.

"Oh, the Mickey Mouse Club is a multi-person group established by the head office in 1989, usually children aged 8 to 13. They tour the United States, singing, dancing, etc. Today they are here to record records because the members The number is variable, and there are often kids joining in halfway through, so they'll ask you that."

"It sounds interesting." Angela touched her chin.

"Want to join? You will definitely be the lead singer, and there are many children in the club who are also fans of Miss AM." John said half-jokingly.

"Come on, Mr. John, do you think such a combination will have strong vitality?" The girl pouted.

"What? What did you see?" John was slightly surprised.

"There are multiple groups, but the number of people is not fixed. People often join or leave, and they are all children under the age of 13." Angela turned her head away and looked at the music director with a smile, "I don't believe you can't see it."

John shrugged: "Well, I admit, this group can last up to two years. To be honest, I opposed it at the beginning, but unfortunately I'm just a little music director."

Then he waved his hand: "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's go back to this last piece, the piano version of "The Great World", this is the score I wrote, you try to play it once, and then Let's discuss it, shall we?"

"Why not choose 'My Name is Elaine'? It's said that my EP was sold well in Europe because of the French version of the song, and it even had a top spot on the French music charts for several weeks." Angela asked.

"But in the United States, the popularity of "The Big World" is much higher than that of "My Name is Elaine." We signed a contract that this album will reach 1 platinum sales locally." John said with a smile.

"Okay, I get it." The girl shrugged and was about to start playing, but at this moment there was a knock on the door, and a young man appeared at the door: "Excuse me, Mr. Burns, MMC is here. Something went wrong, can you come and take a look?"

John frowned, then said, "Okay, I'll come."

Then he turned to Angela: "I'm sorry, Miss Angela, please wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."

"Okay, sir." Angela nodded.

The music director strode out and walked to the recording studio, only to find out that it was just some idiot staff who had mistaken the song the child was going to sing, and the guy who was in charge of the song selection now went out and called him I didn't see a call back several times, so I had no choice but to ask the director to come and take a look.

John was very dissatisfied with this, reprimanded them severely, and waited for them to organize the children and officially start recording before leaving the studio.

"I don't want this to happen again." This was his warning before leaving.

What a bunch of idiots. He muttered as he walked, and then when he walked to the music room, he heard a rush of music coming from inside, buzzing like a wasp, but with a rhythm that made people feel another rhythm.

Flight of the Bumblebee? No, no, it's just a bit like, that would be... that? ! impossible! John, who was a little dumbfounded, hurriedly opened the door carefully. Angela in front of the piano was waving her arms to play the tune. It has been swung to the extreme, every time it landed on the black key, so fast that people could not see clearly. Finally, after a series of intense notes sounded, the girl suddenly raised her hand and did not play it any more, but it was full of A happy smile appeared on his sweaty face.

John, who had been stunned for a long time, came back to his senses at this time, walked to Angela's side, hesitated before asking: "enduring_movement?"

Angela, who was still panting, smiled and nodded, and she could see that she was very happy.

"God!" John felt dizzy. "This is a two-piano piece!"

In fact, although "Infinite Movement" is all played on black keys, it requires extremely high skills to play with both hands, but it is not that no one has done it, but Angela is only 12 years old. It's shocking enough.

"It's a pity that I still couldn't finish it," Angela said, rubbing her fingers, she still had a smile on her face, "but I finally played the fourth measure, you know it was always stuck here before. , thanks to the vibe here.”

"I'm already surprised by your musical talent, but you actually gave me a surprise, I really don't know what to say," John shook his head, "To be honest, Angela, I think you should read music Academy."

"Why? Are the teachers who taught me not professional enough?" Angela asked.

"Of course not, but the conservatory has the best atmosphere, where your talents can be fully developed!" John said seriously.

Angela raised her hand to watch her fingers move a few times, and shrugged noncommittally: "Let's talk about it."

The music director could roughly guess some of her thoughts, and after thinking about it, he held her hand, raised it in front of her and said, "You don't have to worry at all, you see, you haven't grown up yet, your hands are very beautiful, When you mature, your fingers will definitely become more slender, and then maybe you will be able to pop up the full "Infinite Motion"."

"Being more slender?" Angela asked suddenly.

"Yes, if the fingers are long enough, there will be many advantages." John was talking, and suddenly found that the girl's face was red for some reason, her eyes were wandering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"What's wrong?" the music director asked curiously.

"No... nothing!" the girl said with a bit of cover, and quickly changed the subject, "Okay, Mr. John, let's go back to this last tune."

"No no no, Angela," John interrupted hurriedly, "through your playing just now, I now have a new idea, might as well give it a try!"

"I thought it would take a while for you to finish, dear." Frank, who was sitting in the cab ready to start, said, looking at his niece who came in.

"Actually, if there is no accident, I'm afraid I won't be able to come out until before dinner." Angela, who sat in the back seat, said a little tiredly.

"Really?" Frank said, looking at Sparrow who was sitting in the co-pilot.

"The music director wants to readjust the plan. He said that with Miss Mason's ability, a subversive performance can be played."

"Subversive performance? Dear Chris, you can surprise people wherever you go." Frank shook his head and started the car, as if jealous.

"Okay, uncle, just say what you want to say, anyway, you have already come to Los Angeles to invest." Angela replied weakly.

"According to the information I have collected, Sleepless in Seattle has about 180 million box office in the United States. So, my dear, I changed my mind. You promised me that the script can't be lower than this number." Frank released The hands on the steering wheel kept clapping.

And Angela rolled her eyes: "My God, don't you understand movies, uncle? The box office of a movie depends on many factors, and the script is just one of them. Sleep" film review, most of the praise focused on the acting skills of Mr. Tom Hanks and Miss Meg Ryan, and my script only mentioned a little bit, at most, it was a good idea to use "Golden Jade Alliance" to guide the development of the story Ideas, that's all."

"Then you're saying that Julie's acting skills are not as good as Miss Ryan?" The unscrupulous uncle jokingly glanced at the rearview mirror, waiting for this sentence.

The little girl got stuck and stared at her uncle for a while before lamenting, "Can I talk about this later when I'm in trouble?"

"Trouble all over? Tell me how?"

"No, you wouldn't want to hear it."

"Oh dear, how do you know I don't want to hear if you don't say it."

Angela rolled her eyes again, then gritted her teeth and leaned behind him: "Really want to know?"

"Of course, maybe I can help you out."

"Okay," the little girl took a deep breath, "I have dysmenorrhea!"

Click! , Mr. Sparrow, who has been sitting in the co-pilot seat without speaking, holding a pencil and writing something on the paper, poked a hole in the paper in his hand.

At the same time, with a crunch, the car came to a sudden stop on the street. Fortunately, there were not many other cars, so there might be an accident. Not taking precautions, the little girl who almost hit something when braking couldn't help but screamed: "God, I'm already bad, do you want me to be worse than this?"

"Hey, Chrissy, what did you just say? Pain... menstrual cramps? How could you..." And Frank didn't react at this point.

"After a girl's menarche, dysmenorrhea occurs in most cases. Do you need me to explain to you what menstruation is and why it occurs? Uncle?" Angela said, gnashing her teeth while lying on the backrest.

"Oh, no... no, honey... I just... I just didn't expect you to be a big girl." Frank stammered.

"I didn't expect it? Of course, how could you think of it, how could a man think about this! They don't even know what it's like to have dysmenorrhea. Men often feel this way too!" As if to vent, Angela spoke with extreme resentment. The poor uncle was taken as a scapegoat and dared not let the air out. Fortunately, Mr. Sparrow interjected at this time: "You two, let's stop now. It's in the middle of the road, if you don't go, the police will come."

The little girl just stopped and went back to the seat to get sullen. Frank was relieved because of this. It seems that some people say that women with dysmenorrhea are as unreasonable as menopause. Of course, he would not dare to say this. When it is time to say it, start the car and move on.

Angela didn't really want to do this, but she just lost control. The dysmenorrhea is much worse now. Just now at the record company, she went to the bathroom several times because of pain in her lower abdomen, and only because of the severe dysmenorrhea Playing "Infinite Motion", I wanted to distract myself, so I accidentally broke through the fourth bar. The atmosphere I told John was pure nonsense.

damn woman! What not to do to be a woman! God, Allah, Buddha Lord, Jade Emperor are all fucking bastards! Angela covered her lower abdomen and scolded all the gods in her heart, but what's the use of scolding? Can you turn yourself back into a man by scolding

So in the end, the girl could only bit her lip in frustration and sat back in her seat. She knew that she was still good. After her menarche, she made up a lot of relevant knowledge. Now she can only be considered mild dysmenorrhea, and she must be bedridden in severe cases. Rest, there may even be pain relief that won't help! And this is a normal phenomenon. Every woman may have primary dysmenorrhea after menarche. If you don't pay attention to your body in the future, because women's disease becomes secondary dysmenorrhea, it will be life-threatening. When she thought that such a situation would accompany her for at least a few decades in the future, she felt a little sad, why is it so difficult to be a woman

By the way, the book says that dysmenorrhea usually takes 2 to 3 years after menarche. Why does it start in just over ten days? Angela was a little strange, but then she thought of the night after two days of menopause. Could it be... because... self masturbation? The girl blushed, but then she smiled bitterly. I'm afraid it has something to do with it.

Come out and mix, you really have to pay it back!