Chicago 1990

　　You\'vebeenscaredoflove

　　Andwhatitdidtoyou

　　Youdon\'thavetorun

　　Iknowwhatyou\'ve cough cough...Stop, I drink.

　　 Tony and the others went to the notebook, Dile’s synthesis sound was also prepared to make do, there are still many unsolved difficulties that can only be taken slowly.

　　 Hayden called and said that after another month’s Thanksgiving Day to February next year, it is the awards season for large and small record awards. At that time, the senior management of each record company will be very busy, and it is best to get the semi-finished products before Thanksgiving.

　　 In that case, Song Ya didn't plan to delay any more, and officially entered the recording studio.

　　 Soon, he discovered the shortcomings of this body, his voice is good, but after years of specializing in the trumpet and neglecting singing practice, it is almost impossible for him to rank among the top singers in his life. Almost all top singers in the U.S. have received vocal practice since they were young. Even if they are from grass-roots, they can show their potential beyond their peers in choirs or choirs as late as twelve or three. After excavation, talent, hard work and luck are indispensable, and finally it is possible to reach the top of the pyramid.

　　 He can't go back to the past to build a foundation, and second, he is still focused on his studies and business. Even if he practiced hard during this time, it is still far from enough.

When he really tried to reproduce the height of the original song, all the problems that he didn't feel during the previous recording of the demo and practice appeared. When dealing with various small details such as vibrato, he lost everything. The second half of the song began to be obviously unstable. Will swallow syllables such as Z and K at the end of words unconsciously...

　　 There is also a bit of a difficult place just like before, so I can only drink water quickly to hide the embarrassment.

　　 Yuanshang is a singer at the top of the pyramid, he can confirm now, even if this apocalypse song is not difficult at first glance.

　　 "Well, let's take a break." Dilay turned off the accompaniment in front of the mixer, "Is it all right for one minute?"

　　 "I feel like you can't APLUS..."

　　 Al’s voice came over, and he spoke much more directly, "Would you like to record a sentence? The defect can be solved by later repair."

　　 "In that case, what should I do if I show up in the future?" Dile asked.

Al had an idea, "If you feel like you can't sing, just avoid it. If you forget the word, point the microphone down the stage. If your breath is unstable, wipe your sweat. The audience will think you are just tired. You can lip-synch when it is not important. ."

　　 "That's what a singer who has been famous for a long time or who has given up himself!"

Di Lai strongly disagrees, "This is the first song of APLUS. If the first shot fails, the outside world will be labeled as a studio singer (a derogatory name for a singer who sings in the studio). He will be finished later."

　　 "emmmm……"

Song Ya didn't think he would be over. He calmly considered it. Although the original singer is a top singer, the traces of post-processing are everywhere. It is unreasonable that he, as a plagiarism party, can delusionate that the blue is better than the blue. "In fact, one sentence Sentence recording is nothing, right? The focus of my song was originally on electronic music, and there are many places modified with electronic music in the later stage, and there will be scenes in the future, no matter how hard it is to reproduce the effect of the finished product, so..."

　　 "You are the boss, you have the final say." Diley replied quietly.

　　 "Let's record a sentence first." Song Ya made a decision, "Recording while practicing, now the first task is to get a semi-finished product out, so I can take it to New York."

　　 The recording continued, and the progress of recording each sentence suddenly accelerated. After each sentence was recorded, Song Ya would communicate with them about post-processing problems.

　　 "Fix it, I always sing this sentence badly."

　　 "These endings should be a little bit current."

　　 "These two sentences are turned into electronic sounds. I want to have the effect of talking robots like R2 in Star Wars."

　　 "These two sentences will also be transferred, but some changes..."

　　 is about to maintain the progress of two days and one section, ten days later, in a professional mixing studio in Chicago, the semi-finished version of Ifeelitcoming was released.

　　 "Wow..." Hayden finished listening, "It feels completely different from the last demo, although it is still very MJ."

　　 "Delete the blue-toned MJ with more electronic sound..."

　　 Dile murmured, he was still worried about Song Ya's scene, "Don't stop practicing APLUS."

　　 "Don't worry, I have high demands from me." Song Ya calmed him, "So... no problem?"

　　 Dile nodded.

　　 "I think it's good," Al said.

　　 "Very good, although I don't understand it very well, but I can also feel that there are very new ideas and progress." Hayden complimented as usual.

　　 The next day, Song Ya brought Hayden, Al and Song Asheng to New York.

　　 Four people enter the SBK headquarters, and Song Ya first visits Daniel alone.

　　 Daniel was silent this time. In the past, Song Ya was most afraid of Daniel's long talk about him, and always raised his spirit for fear of being fooled by him. Now he feels that Daniel, who talks very little, is even worse because it means that he has lost value to him.

"Give you."

　　 Daniel first handed him a ticket, which was the ticket to the 33rd Grammy Awards to be held in January next year.

　　 "Wow...Do I have a chance..." Song Ya was anxious.

　　 "Don't think about it, ninety-nine percent have no chance, Milla, Lori and you have no chance." Daniel slammed the cold water.

　　 "That?"

"Points, do you remember? You can earn points once you go, and there may be a day when you can accumulate enough points..." Daniel said, "If you don't go, not only will you not get points, but you will also be in the jury. The impression points will be deducted."

　　 "Come on, I'll go." Song Ya carefully collected the tickets, and handed over the semi-finished records of Ifeelitcoming to the other party.

　　 Daniel quietly listened to this song for more than four minutes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then took off his headphones, "Two years?" He uttered two words.

　　 "I don't want to limit the time for posting Daniel." Song Ya also handed over his bottom line.

　　Daniel shrugged, did not speak, very absent-minded.

　　 Song Ya was very disappointed, and put out the idea of ​​talking to Daniel about Robert before coming. The tacit cooperation of two multi-platinum singles seemed to have failed to accumulate enough points in Daniel's heart.

　　 The next step is pure business. This time I brought Song Asheng over to settle the share of the first one million sales of De Klerk.

　　 The average price given by SBK is six and a half dollars. Song Ya’s royalties for lyrics and music are 12% plus the producer’s share of 3%, which can get 975,000 from the sales of 1 million copies.

　　Second-hand stores are still slowly moving towards sales of 3 million copies. With the release of the Lori II album again in December, it is estimated that the sales of singles will slow down.

Two million copies to De Klerk are estimated to be available. The specific amount has not yet been determined. However, the better than second-hand stores is that the sales momentum in Europe is very good. Europeans don't like the rap music of second-hand stores. It seems to have an appetite for Europeans.

　　 Song Ya did not let Song Asheng force SBK to check out, but this time it was not considered SBK's initiative to release kindness, but because of Mila's urging.

　　As Song Asheng and other financial personnel arrived at the scene one after another, a tall, forty-year-old white male strode in.

　　 "Hello, Daniel!"

　　His voice is loud, with a little hairy accent, and wearing an expensive light-colored custom suit, he stretches out his hand as soon as he enters the door and walks straight towards Daniel.

　　 In appearance... Well, it should be Milla’s father, Mr. Jovovich, who almost went bankrupt in an investment company in Los Angeles.