Qin Yi sang the song "Seven Miles of Fragrance" and Zuo Lanling sang the backing song.
Zuo Lanling was called in. Could it be that Qin Yi had already practiced? Start recording?
Zhu Lan and Hyun Ya both looked at him curiously: "Qin Yi, are you going to start recording?"
Qin Yi nodded heavily: "Yes."
HyunA just adjusted her mentality, and started to get nervous again: "I have to stay up late to practice when I get home tonight, I don't want to be the one who holds back."
Around three o'clock, Qin Yi and Zuo Lanling came out.
"We're finally recording." Zuo Lanling was only the backing singer, but she seemed to be under a lot of pressure.
“Aren’t you the backup singer? You look exhausted.” Wang Chong complained.
"I have to sing so many songs, and I have to assist in two more. It's so tiring." Zuo Lanling also complained, but her expression showed that she was enjoying it.
For him, this is a way to accumulate popularity.
The quality of Mr. Lin’s ten works is so high that it is conservatively estimated that more than four of them will be shortlisted, or even win four places.
This is a terrible result.
Qin Yi, Hyun Ya, Zhu Lan and others also understood this truth.
Moreover, the song "Twilight" sung by Hyun-A and Chin-Yi has already made them fifth-tier singers.
If you can show your ambitions at the ceremony, it won't be a problem to enter the second-tier or even the first-tier.
“By the way, Wang Chong, it’s your turn.” Zuo Lanling chuckled, “Let me compete with you. Otherwise, it will be boring to wait like this.”
Wang Chong asked in confusion, "What are you competing for?"
Zuo Lanling: "Let's see who takes the least time to record our works."
Wang Chong shook his head and refused: "I am not at an advantage. Huo Ye Jia and Dong Feng Po are a bit difficult."
Zuo Lanling: "You make it sound like it's easy for me to sing this piece, or are you afraid of losing to me? Well, just admit that you, the singing king, are not as good as me, the singing king."
Wang Chong was enraged. “Let’s compete. Am I afraid of you? Although I was promoted to the singing king slower than you, I think I am better than you.”
Seeing the two seniors bickering and competing with each other, the atmosphere in the recording area suddenly became less depressing.
Zhu Lan and Hyun Ya, in particular, finally relaxed their tense hearts.
Seeing that they were not so nervous and began to slowly adapt to the working atmosphere, Zuo Lanling smiled with satisfaction, returned to her seat and continued playing Tomato Candy.
Just as she sat down, Zuo Lanling forgot one thing: "By the way, what are you going to have for dinner later? Teacher Lin said that we can just order some takeout around five o'clock, and then Teacher Lin will treat us to a midnight snack in the evening."
"Anything is fine." Zhu Lan is not picky about food.
It was past five o'clock when Wang Chong finally walked out of the recording studio.
Zuo Lanling came up and said, "Wang Chong, you can't do this. As a singer, it took you two hours to record a song. I have a god like Teacher Lin to help me arrange the music, so it usually takes only one hour."
"Look at Jiang Xue. She finished it in just one hour. She didn't waste any time at all."
Wang Chong heard the other party teasing him and glared at him fiercely, "Why are you so arrogant? Don't bother with me. It took three or four hours for Teacher Lin to call you in and start recording "Blue and White Porcelain."
"Sister Shishi, Teacher Lin asked you to familiarize yourself with it, since you sang a different version of 'Blue and White Porcelain'."
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