In the studio, Cheng Yun and Li Zifeng, the tuner and two employees of Feiyun Entertainment were also there through the glass: an experienced producer and an image consultant.
They were commenting on Cheng Yiran who was in the recording room on the other side of the glass window.
A coquettish man in his thirties who was dressed rather fashionably but somewhat effeminate tilted his head and said, "Hmm, his appearance is just average. He's just a passerby."
The tuner was playing a demo which Li Zifeng asked Cheng Yiran for.
Another musician, who was one of the producers of Heaven's Shadow Entertainment, frowned, "His singing … it's not bad, but there's nothing special about it. Li Zifeng, it's just at the level of an ordinary nightclub. Did you make a mistake this time? "
Li Zifeng was embarrassed … He had just heard the demo, which was brought here together with Cheng Yiran.
"Let's listen to his live performance first." Li Zifeng said reluctantly.
Although his voice was not full of confidence — Cheng Yiran, who was sitting in the recording room with a guitar in his hand, looked quite confident.
But just listening to this guy's demo, it was hard for Li Zifeng to recall the passion he felt at the nightclub that night.
"Well, since he's here, just let him sing a few lines."
Cheng Yun looked at his watch, making a decision — Second Young Master said, try to satisfy the requirements of these old employees, and don't discourage their enthusiasm.
If not, he would rather see those young and beautiful girls come here to audition … Even if they couldn't sing, at least they had a good image.
Wasn't there a post-production singer?
Wasn't there a tuner?
As long as the conditions were good enough and they were willing to spend money, even if they were tone-deaf, they could be promoted! Besides, Feiyun Entertainment didn't focus on singers. If they couldn't sing, they could shoot movies!
They could become the agents behind the mysterious force!
They would throw in 3D special effects as much as they could, and then use a Chinese-foreign joint venture as a gimmick. Then, a group of foreigners would star in the movie, and then insert a female lead who could save the world. Then, they would add in some Chinese elements, such as the Great Wall of China and the Yellow River. They would not film the best, only the most expensive!
So why not this kind of woman who was easy to promote and promote?
But a … mediocre man who looked like a passer-by in a bar?
Cheng Yun couldn't understand the thoughts of these musicians, but he was still able to sit in the middle among them — this was the power of capital.
"Mr. Cheng, you can sing a part first."
Li Zifeng turned on the microphone, saying to Cheng Yiran, "When you're ready, make a gesture. We're all listening … try to perform well, don't hide."
Cheng Yiran naturally didn't hear the voice until now — to be honest, it was the first time he came to this kind of recording room. Of course, it was expensive to build such a recording room.
If it wasn't for this guitar … perhaps he wouldn't be able to come here except for his own expenses.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yiran sighed softly — the demo Li Zifeng asked him to make was played by him with an ordinary guitar, and he himself had listened to it several times.
As a matter of fact, it was indeed ordinary. Even if he tried his best to show off his singing skills, it was still ordinary in the end.
But he still chose to send the demo here.
He hoped that these people wouldn't have much expectation of him, or directly despise him.
"You'll be surprised! Let my guitar conquer your ears! "
Cheng Yiran made an OK gesture, then closed his eyes and put his fingers on the guitar strings, but he didn't move or speak for a long time.
Just when Cheng Yun on the other side was a little impatient, suddenly, Cheng Yiran's fingers quickly cut the strings.
A few simple notes sounded at the same time, but at this time, it was like a volcanic eruption, with a great impact! The sound hit the eardrums of Cheng Yun and the others at the same time, attracting all their attention at once!
As if … it had magic power!
The tuner even seemed to have forgotten about the mixing console in front of him. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his fingers couldn't help but start tapping naturally. He subconsciously said, "'War' … This is Black Panther's song."
Finally, Cheng Yiran's mouth was close to the microphone, and he sang,
— — Love is love, that silent attitude!
— Swift and decisive, unrepentant when moved!
— There is a sea in my eyes!
— Drowning anyone's arrogance, it's fast!
— Between heaven and earth, everything is straightforward!
— But there is someone who is shameless!
— Competing with strength, with a playful attitude!
— You don't like me, full of expectation!
— I'm talking to you, little darling, bring it on …
…
Cheng Yiran's voice stopped, the guitar also stopped after the last solo, but the wildly beating heart didn't stop immediately.
When Yun came back to his senses, he realized that he had already stood up at some point in time … Just now, he seemed to have followed the rhythm of the voice and kept shaking his arm.
"Amazing … amazing! This is f * cking awesome! " Cheng Yun wiped the sweat on his forehead, saying unbelievably, "I'm actually sweating all over!"
"Manager Cheng, me too! Hoo! " Li Zifeng also wiped his sweat … half out of excitement, the other half out of surprise — he was obviously afraid that Cheng Yiran couldn't meet his expectations, but now he was obviously relieved!
"Let me tell you!"
The tuner now said seriously, "A guitar played the atmosphere of tens of thousands of people's concerts, I'm really convinced! Manager Cheng, with my more than ten years of experience, he will definitely be popular! Popular! If not, I, I will quit the music industry!! "
"How many times have you quit?"
As the image director, this' coquettish 'man rolled his eyes at the tuner, but he was fascinated by Cheng Yiran, clicking his tongue in wonder, "Oh, it's not impossible to package … If the latent enthusiasm can be released, it can be very charming!"
"So what?" Cheng Yun frowned while looking at these old employees who seemed to be enjoying themselves.
In addition to Li Zifeng, another senior producer nodded and said, "Manager Cheng, I think this guy can do it!"
"Oh, really?"
Cheng Yun nodded, standing up and tidying up his clothes, nodding, "Then let's do it! Er … by the way, give me a copy of the recording later, I want to listen to it again! "
Walking out of the recording studio, Cheng Yun stroked his chin, muttering to himself, "This time … did I pick up a treasure? Forget it, it's not a young model … Yayaya! "
Cheng Yun still couldn't resist the hot-blooded feeling of dancing, walking back to his office in a flirtatious manner.
…
"Mr. Cheng! That's great! You showed me what a real performance is! "Li Zifeng opened the door, coming to Cheng Yiran," Palace level! It's definitely palace level!! "
"Thank you."
Cheng Yiran nodded indifferently, but he was carefully tidying up his things — he really carefully tidied up his guitar.
"Our director is also very satisfied." Li Zifeng smiled and said, "I think we can talk about your contract next."
Cheng Yiran carried his guitar on his back, saying indifferently, "Well, I'll think about it first. Let's see what you can offer. "
"That's easy, let's talk about it properly!" Li Zifeng smiled.
It wasn't that he had never seen such an arrogant musician … or rather, he had seen too many of them.
But if there was a really capable musician who could make people crazy after listening to him, he would accept it no matter how arrogant he was!
"Let's keep in touch."
Cheng Yiran nodded, leaving the studio and the building where Feiyun Entertainment Company was located.
…
When he walked alone on the street, he looked at the city lights in front of him and suddenly took a deep breath … Although it was said that facing the people of such a big company like this was something that he never dared to think about before.
But …
"It's not bad …"
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