Music is a very personal quality. The music played by each musician is beautiful in its own way. The differences in the various recordings, echoes and arrangements will also create different scenery. Yunluo wants to find the most suitable ones from these tracks.

The best music is not necessarily what Yunluo wants. Yunluo is responsible for the whole song and has to look at the overall situation. The musician may think that this is the best way to play this part, which is indeed the case, but in order to coordinate the timbre of other instruments, Yunluo has to make choices. Yunluo will not tell the performers about these little tricks.

This is a little secret that everyone knows. Yunluo will praise the musicians for playing a really great song, but will throw the recorded tracks into the cold palace folder afterwards. Mobilizing the musicians' emotions will help Yunluo complete the music he wants better and faster. Yunluo communicates with different musicians about different scores, listens to different timbres, and makes different choices.

Yun Luo has a good temper and never curses. He always uses praise and encouragement to communicate with musicians in a friendly manner. In the apocalyptic world, he calmly watched the terrifying and powerful biochemical beast bite off his right hand and eat it. He was able to grasp the glimmer of hope and successfully escaped from Yuan Qiang and his own level nine biochemical beast.

With such a strong psychological quality, it is obvious that Yunluo will not be angry at the random actions of these professional musicians. People who have achieved success in music are more or less proud, and Yunluo has to take care of this emotion. Anyway, everyone is working together, as long as the required sound source can be successfully completed, Yunluo will not care about your death in the future.

Yunluo was so busy that he had no time to pay attention to the cute little girl Yuantian who was sitting next to him like a primary school student. Yuantian was also very interesting and sat quietly without saying a word, just watching Yunluo control the overall situation and make those performers who seemed a little distant obey his command and play the music rhythm that Yunluo wanted.

Yuan Tian knew clearly that even if she did nothing these days, she would still follow Yun Luo closely, which would be very beneficial to her future development. Yuan Tian could endure loneliness and grasp opportunities. When Yun Luo waved for water, she took out a bottle of aloe vera milk from her handbag and handed it to him.

"Hmm? Thank you." Yun Luo had really forgotten about Yuan Tian. He was concentrating on listening to various music and thinking constantly. He was a little surprised to see an opened rectangular bottle of milk handed to him. Yun Luo glanced at Yuan Tian, ​​took the milk and drank it.

Yun Luo drank the milk in a few gulps, put it on the ground, and continued to communicate with many people: "This Scottish bagpipe teacher plays very well. It is the style I want. The part of the score you are responsible for has been recorded. I hope we can continue to cooperate next time."

After seeing off the native Beijing musician who played the bagpipes, Yun Luo continued to communicate with the ocarina player. His left hand casually reached out to the laptop of a staff member next to him and typed a line of words: "Find me another authentic bagpipe player. The one just now was a fake one!"

The staff member nodded in understanding, then stood up and walked out of the studio to report to Shimizu Tanaka. Another staff member came up to help Yun Luo process various audios.

Yunluo is not a god. He failed to find the problem with the Scottish bagpipe player during the previous audition. This was a difference in style and cultural background, not a difference in skills. The level of the musician was also professional, but he just couldn't give the Scottish style that Yunluo wanted.

I don't know if it was intentional on the part of Shimizu Tanaka. The musicians that Yunluo found were all native Chinese, not even a single foreigner. Although it was easier to communicate with one's own people, it was meaningless to Yunluo. Even the most irritable musicians would behave like little sheep in Yunluo's hands.

Do you really think that a tiger will not bite anyone to death just because it is bored and pretends to be a cat to be cute?

Yun Luo was right. Shimizu Tanaka had arranged all the musicians from China on purpose. If everything was done in an orderly manner, Shimizu Tanaka believed that this generous agent contract would not last long. Who would like a colleague at work to know them so well? This was pure nonsense. Only by making some small mistakes could we cooperate better.

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Except for getting up to go to the bathroom a few times, Yunluo has been sitting in the boss chair, wearing high-fidelity headphones. He keeps communicating with different musicians and coordinating with the staff, keeping the entire recording studio in his hands and running it smoothly.

The little cutie Yuan Tian looked at Yun Luo who was working hard, looked at the performers who listened to Yun Luo's instructions sincerely, and looked at Yun Luo who sensitively selected the desired timbre from the myriad of musical sounds and picked out the mistakes. For Yun Luo, music was a matter of one method to all methods, no matter what instrument it was, the purpose was the same.

Making sounds, this is the common point of all musical instruments. No matter how unfamiliar the instrument is, Yunluo can make musical instructions that surpass those of a professional musician just by watching and listening to it a few times. However, if Yunluo really plays the instruments himself, he will be at a level where he can do everything but is not good at anything. Yunluo can reach professional-level performance after trying a few times, but to go any further requires a long period of practice.

Music is not a toy, it has its own soul, just like singing, Yunluo first knows every tiny part of his body very well, and can control and sing any desired tone freely. This situation is a little different for musical instruments, Yunluo first has to be familiar with the instrument itself, to the point where he knows the material texture clearly.

But even if that is the case, the musical instrument is not Yun Luo's body after all, so it is normal to cause some inexplicable problems.

The staff who helped Yunluo came in rotation, otherwise they would not have the energy to keep up with Yunluo's high-pressure work progress. Yunluo was not human, he was always energetic. The recording work lasted until 4:30 in the afternoon. After recording a section of the organ audio, Yunluo took off his high-fidelity headphones.

"Okay, everyone must be tired, today's work ends here." Yun Luo smiled slightly, gentle and at ease, like a gentleman, it is easy for people to get close to him. Yun Luo turned his head and looked at Yuan Tian and waved, "Tiantian, come here, brother will take you to a big meal, you three will wait for me at the company gate at five o'clock, and have a meal together."

The three staff members responded, packed up and left. The other musicians had already left. Yun Luo had a clear idea of ​​what he could do today, so he pulled all the musicians of all instruments to the recording studio. Just to create an atmosphere, the more important the instrument, the more it was put at the back.

Good music can't be played perfunctorily. Even if you play seriously, it may not be successful. You need a certain atmosphere to drive it, and Yunluo is doing just that.

The seven new songs of the apocalyptic style are all slightly different in style, but they all come from the apocalyptic world, so they have similar musical styles. After listening to the live sound source recordings for a long time, I will have a mental preparation in my head for the part of the score that I am responsible for, and know which direction to work hard on.

It's like Yunluo suddenly tells a musician who has never been exposed to African music that he wants the music style of the African savannah. I guarantee that the musician will be dumbfounded and not know how to do it.

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"I was busy this afternoon and didn't notice you. You won't be angry, will you?" Yun Luo smiled and patted Yuan Tian's shoulders. He felt that the little cutie was really a childish little girl. She was a little over 1.5 meters tall and 5 heads tall, but she was very cute. Having a pretty face is a good thing.

"No, Tiantian learned a lot today. I know that work also requires hard work." After Yuan Tian went through various training courses in image, temperament, etiquette and vocal music, her coquettish and delicate voice became more pleasant and softer, which made men think of a soft big bed.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yun Luo looked at Yuan Tian for a few times and found that this little junior sister had become more slender and softer, her waist seemed longer, and even her dressing and makeup had improved several levels. However, her cute and fresh style remained unchanged, which was the most attractive feature of Yuan Tian.

There are not many beauties with a body of 5 heads in China, and they are deeply loved by otakus all over the country. The TV series "The Adventures of the Runaway Princess" is very popular, and it is also because the heroine is very cute. Appreciate the cute little Yuan Tian. Don't expect to see long legs and big beautiful breasts, Yuan Tian is petite. The temperament is a bit weak and pitiful, and looks easy to bully.

Such a Yuan Tian, ​​while being loved by men, is also hated by women. This makes it very topical, and online warfare is raging. There was even a couple who pretended to be lovers and had a huge argument on a forum about whether the cute Yuan Tian was a vixen who slept with many men. In the end, they discovered each other's true identity during the argument and broke up happily.

Yuan Tian was afraid of being poor, so she would try her best to study and work hard whenever she got a chance, without any slackness. However, she also knew how to act like a spoiled child and had a good relationship with the teachers, so her quality growth in all aspects was remarkable. No wonder she was able to give Yun Luo a brand new feeling, Yuan Tian had not been idle for a single day during this period of time.

Yunluo stretched his body, took out a piece of peach petal-patterned letter paper, and wrote a bunch of music scores in a blue pen in a simple and elegant handwriting. In particular, the lyrics were written in four versions: Chinese, English, French, and Japanese. Yunluo handed the letter paper to the little cutie and said with a smile, "This is the score of the Light Salute. The part you want to sing is on the back."

"I don't quite understand, Brother Yun, you need to teach Tiantian more." Yuan Tian's musical level is only at the level of recognizing simple musical notation, and she can sing some songs of average difficulty, but she also sings out of tune, which is a lot of problems. Hehe, Yuan Tian's cultural level is not high, she can understand the Chinese lyrics, but there are a few uncommon words that she can't pronounce, and she is completely at a loss in English, French, and Japanese.

But Yuan Tian knew that this opportunity to sing a good song with the Siren was extremely rare. If Yun Luo was not her senior with the same agent and they were not starring in the same TV series, Yuan Tian would not have had such good luck. (To be continued)

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This October, the author's only dream is to have 500 monthly tickets, which is the best reward for Zhucha's hard work of updating four times a day and writing 12,000 words. In fact, in order to earn a thousand yuan for full attendance, the author can update 2,000 words less every day. The other 2,000 words after breaking 10,000 words will take at least an hour and a half to write, and it will take two hours if I get stuck. It's so painful.