Recording area.
Li Zhaoyang had already handed over the pre-printed lyrics: "The supervisor should have let you listen to the audio file, right? You have 20 minutes to familiarize yourself with it."
"Huh? What?" Teacher Zhaoyang's words left Bian Ling'er bewildered: "What audio file?"
Li Zhaoyang frowned, thinking the other person was pretending to be stupid, but when he saw her bright, beautiful eyes blinking, revealing a clear yet silly little expression that only college students have.
It doesn't sound like a lie.
I misunderstood Supervisor Bian. I should have guessed it sooner. Supervisor Bian has very strict professional ethics and would not disclose audio files to outsiders without my consent.
Li Zhaoyang changed his expression again and said with a smile, "It's nothing, let's familiarize ourselves with the lyrics first."
Perhaps because of her outgoing personality, Bian Ling'er skipped and hopped to a seat with the lyrics in hand, immediately getting into character and becoming very focused.
This serious work attitude is a stark contrast to her previous lively and playful self.
After she had familiarized herself with the lyrics for the first time, she looked up at the entrance of the recording studio with a surprised look: "I never thought that Teacher Zhaoyang, a big boy, could write such delicate emotional works."
Having just graduated and with limited appreciation skills, she began to realize something was wrong after reviewing it for the fourth time.
In a belated state, Bian Ling'er suddenly realized that the song seemed to be of very high quality.
"This... no wonder the process of getting to know each other was so captivating; it turns out it's not the kind of saccharine romance I was expecting!"
Bian Ling'er felt that this song was perfect for her, as if it was tailor-made for her. Once it was released, it was very likely to become a huge hit.
No wonder Dad was so eager to call me back.
She would be very unhappy if she missed out on such a high-quality and fitting piece of work.
"Teacher Zhaoyang can write such delicate songs, she wouldn't do that kind of thing, right?"
Bian Ling'er started talking to herself, saying that she had also watched the video posted by Zhao Shanshan a while ago.
It's really tragic. What did this big star go through to develop Jade Syndrome?
Two seconds later, Bian Ling'er started shaking her head: "Ugh, these questions are too brain-teasing."
She simply put these trivial matters out of her mind.
Never mind, this is Teacher Zhaoyang's private matter, we can't bring that kind of emotion into our work.
About half an hour later, Bian Ling'er finished familiarizing herself with the studio and walked in.
Only then did I realize that Li Zhaoyang had already composed the music.
The moment I entered, I was captivated by the melody of "Countdown".
"Teacher Zhaoyang, I'm all better now."
"Let's begin the audition." Li Zhaoyang rarely spoke.
"Can I start from the climax?"
"Can."
When the audition began, Li Zhaoyang was a little surprised that this girl was really not stage-frightened at all. She was completely relaxed, did not show any nervousness, and performed very well.
It's possible that Li Zhaoyang considered Zhao Anlan as the first choice for "Countdown" and subconsciously compared Bian Ling'er with Zhao Anlan.
In terms of singing ability, Zhao Anlan is definitely better.
However, one thing that made Li Zhaoyang happy was that Bian Ling'er's voice was highly recognizable, no less so than Zhao Anlan's.
It's okay if your singing skills aren't great, as long as you don't sing off-key.
No wonder she graduated from the top music school in the country; her formal training makes all the difference.
Both having recently graduated, Bian Ling'er is stronger than Lin Xianguang.
When recording this song "Countdown", Bian Ling'er had a lot of little problems.
Over the next two hours, Li Zhaoyang spent some time guiding and training Bian Ling'er.
It must be said that this girl learns things very quickly.
If a problem arises, you point it out, and the process begins to be fixed on the second attempt.
When it was lunchtime, Li Zhaoyang called out, "Alright, let's take a break, it's lunchtime."
"Teacher Zhaoyang... how did I sing?" Bian Ling'er wasn't nervous during the audition and rehearsal stages, but she started to get nervous when she asked this question.
Those bright eyes blinked and stared at the big boy in front of them.
"You sang very well; you learn exceptionally quickly."
"I have to thank Teacher Zhaoyang for his guidance all along." In just a few hours, Bian Ling'er's impression of Li Zhaoyang had changed.
"Okay, you go eat first. I'll polish it a bit more and see what kind of mindset I should use for recording this afternoon." Li Zhaoyang thought this song was still very difficult, and it was basically impossible to get it right in one take.
It needs to be polished a lot; it must be recorded in a flawless state.
"Zhaoyang." Outside the recording studio, after Bian Ling'er walked out, Manager Bian poked half his body in at some point.
"Supervisor," Li Zhaoyang stood up upon seeing him, "What brings you here?"
"It's lunchtime, come and see, Zhaoyang, let's eat together," Manager Bian warmly invited.
"Well... okay." Li Zhaoyang left the work for the afternoon.
“Zhaoyang, Ling’er is a bit too lively. If she makes any mistakes during the recording, don’t hold back. Scold her if you need to, and hit her if you need to.”
"Dad, what are you saying?"
"Haha, Manager, you're joking. I'll definitely scold her if I need to, but I won't hit her. We're all in the same company, so that kind of thing isn't appropriate. However, Bian Ling'er's learning ability is very fast, which is beyond my expectations. Her future achievements won't be too bad. If she meets a benefactor, with her own qualities, she could become an empress."
Upon hearing the words "Empress," Bian Ling'er trembled and stared at Li Zhaoyang in astonishment. This was her dream from her university days.
Every singer at a music academy dreams of becoming a king or queen of pop, right?
Even Supervisor Bian's attitude became extremely respectful after hearing this: "Oh, Zhaoyang, I don't know how to respond to what you've said. I'll just accept your kind words here."
Previously, Supervisor Bian and Li Zhaoyang had a superior-subordinate relationship, but after having lunch together today, their relationship became particularly delicate.
Manager Bian abandoned his superior attitude and treated the other party as a "friend".
After lunch, Manager Bian left a message and returned to the artist department to rest: "Zhaoyang, don't worry about saving face for me. If you're not satisfied with the recording process, just yell at me, yell as hard as you can."
"You really are my father!"
"I'm full. I'll rest in the composition department for a while. You get into the zone and be at the recording area at 2 o'clock sharp."
"Okay, Teacher Zhaoyang."
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