Chapter 221 A Fresh and Unique New Song, A Rejected Talent Show Plan

After some preparation.

Wang Yueheng stood in the transparent recording booth of the recording studio, put on his headset, and prepared to record a song.

It must be said that the recording equipment at Bubble Music's headquarters is significantly better than that of Jing Renbing's music studio.

Even the most basic microphone pop filter is an imported international audio brand.

"Is it okay for Teacher Yue Heng to record now?"

Then, the voice of sound engineer Han Qiao came through the headset.

Is Professor Yue Heng inside?

Does anyone know the name of his new song?

"He finished writing his new song so quickly!"...

Hearing that Wang Yueheng was recording a song in the recording studio, many employees of Bubble Music who were passing by couldn't help but gather outside the recording studio.

I wanted to catch a glimpse of this talented singer.

After taking two deep breaths, Wang Yueheng, who was ready, made an OK sign to Han Qiao, who was standing behind the mixing console.

Having received the signal, Han Qiao then played Wang Yueheng's accompaniment.

After a melodious piano piece.

Wang Yueheng's gentle yet clear voice rang out through the speakers.

The perfect voice is like a live CD playback.

As Han Qiao listened to Wang Yueheng singing in the recording studio, her eyes gradually widened.

He stared incredulously at Wang Yueheng, who was standing in the recording studio.

Such vocal qualities and skill level completely surpass all the singers Han Qiao has previously coached.

Even the best singers in the world probably can't match their a cappella singing skills!

Although I had listened to Wang Yueheng's songs quite a bit before, those were all the complete tracks after they were uploaded.

In Han Qiao's view, the sound quality must have been processed by a sound engineer.

But this time, it was a live recording.

This gave him a clear understanding of Wang Yueheng's singing skills.

Whether it's pitch accuracy, clarity of pronunciation, or emotional expression in the performance...

He couldn't find a single flaw in it.

It even makes one wonder if that voice has been blessed.

As I listened...

Han Qiao couldn't help but follow Wang Yueheng's singing and enter the scene created by the song.

There really are singers in this world who can sing so beautifully and perfectly!

Both the imagery and lyrics of the new song are captivating and irresistible.

The recording studio has excellent soundproofing.

The employees standing outside the door could only vaguely hear some indistinct melodies of songs.

But even this faint, indistinct melody was enough to brighten everyone's day.

Everyone wanted to rush in and stand next to Han Qiao to listen to her sing.

"So this is the Chinese-style song that Wang Yueheng was talking about..."

Standing in front of the mixing console, Han Qiao couldn't help but sigh silently.

Such a divine song, paired with Wang Yueheng's perfect singing skills.

He could even imagine what would happen after the official release of "Dong Feng Po" tonight.

Imagine the astonished reactions of everyone who hears this song!

More than ten minutes later.

Wang Yueheng has finished recording his new song.

Because of some new equipment being debugged, he had to record it twice more.

Otherwise, according to Han Qiao's requirements and standards, Wang Yueheng could have passed the test on the first try.

"Teacher Yue Heng... your singing is absolutely amazing. May I ask where you studied vocal music before?"

When Wang Yueheng finished recording and came out of the recording studio, Han Qiao quickly handed him a cup of hot water and asked him with great concern.

In his opinion, Wang Yueheng must have studied under a famous master to achieve such a high level of skill in singing.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for an ordinary person to reach such a high level of singing simply through learning.

"My teacher... was just a passerby on the street."

“I’ve been performing on the streets for at least two or three years.”

Wang Yueheng took the water glass, looked at the recording engineer in front of him with admiration, and explained with a smile.

Jing Renbing had asked him this question many times.

Because, in the eyes of professionals, his extraordinary voice is simply a mystery.

"But…"

Upon hearing this answer, Han Qiao wanted to ask something more, but considering that he was just an ordinary employee, he decided against it.