Barracks of Rebirth

When he arrived at the recording studio on the weekend, Zou Ze was immediately attracted by the equipment here. He would look here and touch there from time to time, and would make surprised sounds from time to time.

Ji Xin'an and Song Jiangliang looked at each other and smiled. They could understand the feelings of a person like him who loves music seeing these things. Instead, Song Jiangliang was a little curious about Ji Xin'an's calmness, and wondered if he could write A person with such songs is really not interested in these?

"Zou Ze, don't be ashamed. Believe me, as long as our album is released, half of our profits will be enough to build a recording studio like this." Ji Xin'an pulled back Zou Ze who was in the Grand View Garden, and let him look at it like this You don't have to do anything today.

"Really? Are you saying that I will have my own recording studio by then, and I can come and record songs anytime?" Zou Ze immediately looked away after hearing this, and was stunned by Ji Xin'an's words.

"Of course, I don't believe you, Manager Song." Ji Xin'an smiled at his childish appearance.

"Don't call me the manager, just call me Brother Song. Ji Xin'an is right, you don't need this kind of professional recording studio now, as long as the junior one is fine, and that The price of planting is not very expensive, and you can get it for tens of thousands of dollars." Song Jiangliang answered him with a smile, but still glanced at Ji Xin'an, she seemed to know everything.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's record the song, I will build a recording studio of my own." Zou Ze immediately dragged Ji Xin'an to go in.

So Ji Xin'an was forced by him to start his first song recording. Although they both sang well, but it was the first time they officially entered the recording studio, and it was the first time for the two of them to cooperate, so mistakes were inevitable.

"Ji Xin'an, this line is out of tune, try again...", "Zou Ze, I'm out of tune..." "The voice is too low..."...

Because of the lack of proficiency of the two, the recording often stopped once or two, and then they sang again. The two who were excited at first gradually became depressed.

However, Song Jiangliang was not angry, instead he was very happy, because he finally found some sense of balance. Ever since he met Ji Xin'an, he had always felt led by the nose, and felt that she was so perfect, as if there was nothing she couldn't do. , looking at it now, it turns out that Ji Xin'an is not a master of everything. So I sat there beautifully watching Ji Xin'an make a fool of myself, which surprised the staff who recorded the song. It was the first time I saw a singer make so many mistakes and Song Jiangliang was still happy. If he stopped joking, he would have scolded.

Because there were always mistakes, the recording was not very smooth, and not a single chorus song was completed in one day. The two who originally thought it should be very simple received a lot of blows, and they both looked downcast when they came out.

"You two, don't look unhappy. In fact, those singers are basically not used to recording songs for the first time. After all, it's a different feeling from singing live. It's normal to be out of tune. Get used to it and it will be fine in a few days. It's gone." Song Jiangliang saw how the two were being hit hard, so he came over to comfort him, if the blow was really serious, the two would stop singing, and he wouldn't even have the place to cry.

"Brother Song, we're fine. I'm sorry to have you stay with me so late. In this case, I'll treat everyone to dinner." Ji Xin'an was a little sad at first. A song, and it was delayed so late that everyone didn't even have dinner.

"How can I ask you to invite me? If you want to invite me, I will invite you. Let's go together." Seeing that Ji Xin'an was fine, Song Jiangliang was relieved, so he enthusiastically asked everyone to go to dinner together.

At the dinner table, Song Jiangliang comforted the two of them from time to time, but Ji Xin'an's ability to resist blows was still very strong, and he forgot after a while, and started joking with everyone, but Zou Ze was always depressed.

After dinner, Ji Xin'an and Zou Ze declined Song Jiangliang's offer to send them back, and the two of them went back for a walk. Ji Xin'an saw that Zou Ze was in a bad mood, so he wanted to take the opportunity to persuade him.

"Zou Ze, don't look constipated. This is not even a small setback. Don't feel sad about it." Ji Xin'an smiled and said in a relaxed tone.

"An'an, I don't want to sing anymore. I think it's a waste for me to sing your songs." Zou Ze lowered his head with an ugly expression.

"Then how can I do it? I wrote these songs specially for you. If you don't sing them, who will I find to sing them?" Ji Xin'an didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Your songs are so well written, you can find anyone to sing them. Even if you find a first-line singer, he will be very happy after seeing the songs." Zou Ze's voice became lower and lower, and he was actually reluctant to part with these songs, but His own performance was really bad.

"Zou Ze, I said that these songs are yours and they are yours. If you don't sing them, I would rather let it rot in my stomach than let others sing it." Ji Xin'an took his hand and looked at him. , said seriously.

"An'an, do you think I'm very useless?" Zou Ze turned to look at her with a dejected expression on his face.

"How could it be? Didn't I sometimes go out of tune and sometimes mispronounce, more than you, it's just that I don't get used to it." Ji Xin'an was a little surprised, she didn't expect that Zou Ze would not be able to bear the blow because of such a trivial matter.

"That's different. You just take singing as an interest. It doesn't matter if you have it or not. Music is as important to me as being a soldier is to you. That is all my ideals. I always thought I was the best. Yes, as long as you give me a chance, I can seize it and succeed. But my performance today can only be described as clumsy." Zou Ze squatted down in pain and buried his head in his legs.

Ji Xin'an understood that Zou Ze has always been an excellent person in the eyes of his peers and elders since he was a child, and his life has always been smooth without any setbacks. And music has always been what he thinks is the best, and it is also his pride, but today's performance made him feel an unprecedented blow, different from himself, recording songs by himself is like a novelty toy, if you can't do it well, you can't do it alright. Although he will be unhappy, he will never be sad, but Zou Ze is different, that is his dream, such a seemingly small setback even made him lose confidence in the dream he has been pursuing, not because he is weak, but because he Too much.

"I know that music is your dream and what you value most, but Zou Ze, you have always been too smooth, and your success has given you self-confidence, and you have achieved temporary success now, but you forget that in our lives, there are not only To be successful, there are also failures and setbacks, which are what we must go through to fulfill our dreams, without them, even if you succeed, you will feel flawed. Isn’t it.” Ji Xin’an really sat down on the ground, gently The voice comforted him.

Zou Ze didn't speak after hearing this, but just nodded lightly.

Ji Xin'an went on to say, "So, don't be discouraged, okay? Just take it as a hurdle that you must go through in your life, not to mention that we haven't failed yet, these can only be regarded as mistakes at best, and these are counted as failures. What happened, brother Song also said, the first recording of songs is like this, which glamorous big star didn’t come here, you are depressed and sad here, why not try to adapt from tomorrow, and then sing out Your best voice."

"I always wanted to sing well, but I always made mistakes, and even went out of tune. I really feel ashamed." Zou Ze was tortured by the constant mistakes of the day, and he lost confidence.

"Those are only temporary. I believe that as long as you are given time, you will be able to adapt and sing better than everyone else. Let's work hard together, shall we?" Ji Xin'an smiled sweetly.

"Can I really do it?" Zou Ze was tempted by what she said, but he was still not confident in himself.

"Of course it's fine. In my eyes, you are the best. Don't talk about just a few songs, it's okay to release the whole album now." Ji Xin'an stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Zou Ze finally nodded hesitantly. Although he was still in a bad mood, at least he didn't have the idea of ​​giving up.

The next day really improved a lot, but the most important thing is that Zou Ze's self-confidence gradually came back, and he smiled more and more when recording songs.

From time to time, the two also made some harmless jokes with the staff, the atmosphere gradually relaxed, and the two gradually found their feelings.

However, due to the high quality requirements, the progress is not very fast. After the weekend, Ji Xin'an and the others don't have much time to spare, so they can only work overtime every night until late at night. I still have to go to class during the day. Such continuous physical exertion, no matter how good their physical strength was, they couldn't stand it anymore. They began to doze off during class, and fell asleep as soon as they got home at night and lay down on the bed.

So Ji Xin'an became ruthless, discussed it with Zou Ze, and then took half a month's leave together to concentrate on recording songs, and the effect came out all at once, both in quality and speed, much better than before, Zou Ze Ze also slowly regained his original self-confidence.

Listening to the classics sung with his own voice, although it was still the same song, but the voice was completely changed, Ji Xin'an didn't know what it was like, "Zou Ze, do you think these songs are good?"

"Of course it sounds good. No matter which one of these songs is released, it can be used as the title song. If it weren't for you, just try it out and only release it once. I really want to persuade you to sing it separately. Every single one will definitely sell well." Zou Ze grinned grinningly, and he didn't look depressed from the previous two days at all.

"It sounds good, and I think it's good too, but all the good songs are sung, what should others do!" Ji Xin'an muttered softly.

"What are you mumbling about?" Zou Ze didn't hear what she said, so he turned his head and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, enough rest, let's continue recording!" Ji Xin'an stood up with a smile, thinking about copying and singing, and now thinking about those who are not making trouble for himself, don't want to