A song under the sea, depressed the whole network

Chapter 118 Why write Japanese songs?
After being explained by the people in the recording studio, Bai Zhu finally understood what they meant.

A staff member saw the sanitation workers below through the window that Baizhu had seen, and thought that Baizhu was sympathizing with them, but was afraid that his appearance would cause a commotion.

So in order to help those sanitation workers, the people in the recording studio decided to pool some money and buy a few hot milk teas to thank those sanitation workers for their contribution to the city's cleanliness.

Of course, after Bai Zhu found out about this matter, Bai Zhu must have paid for the money.

It didn't take these people from the recording studio to come together to chip in.

Just a few cups of hot milk tea, how much money can there be?
It's just that Bai Zhu, who has done all this, has been in silence all the time, and this appearance makes the other staff feel even more admirable.

The recording studio in their magic city is not just an artist like Baizhu, basically all the artists in the magic city have come to their recording studio.

Even many artists from other places will come to this recording studio when they need to work in Shanghai.

So for those people in the entertainment industry, the staff present are actually very familiar with them.

If other artists do something like this today, if they don't brag about it, they will be sorry for the money they spent.

Not only to promote it in the recording studio, they will definitely post it on Weibo.

Even people who are too close to each other will ask their staff to cooperate with the artists in publicity.

Don't be surprised, this kind of thing is really their own experience.

Just pretend to care, say a few thanks and it's over.

They have seen this kind of thing too much.

And what about something like Bai Zhu?

Alone, he silently cared about the sanitation workers below, and bought them hot milk tea out of his own pocket.

The most important thing is that after doing such a thing, Bai Zhu didn't say a word, as if such a thing never happened.

Where have they seen such a gentle artist before!
"Bamboo is really that gentle bamboo!"

A female staff member in the recording studio looked at Bai Zhu with a full face and said, beside her, the other people also nodded abruptly, agreeing with her colleague's statement very much.

As for Bai Zhu himself, of course he hoped that everyone would forget about this matter!

In case everyone knows, what I stand by the window is not those poor sanitation workers, but the words of those black silk and white silk.

Isn't it very social? ?
Keeping his head down, Bai Zhu was not far away in silence, it was the first time that Bai Zhu felt that time passed so slowly.

Why didn't Yang Antong come over? !
……

In fact, Yang Antong arrived very quickly. When he got out of the car, Yang Antong looked nervously at the building in front of him.

This is a recording studio business in Mr. Zhao's home, Yang Antong naturally knows it well.

But she has never been to this place.

This recording studio has always helped many well-known artists in the entertainment circle to record songs, even Bai Zhu only came here occasionally twice before.

As a trainee artist who has not officially debuted, Yang Antong is definitely not qualified to come here.

She never thought that one day she would enter this recording studio.

"That celebrity named Baizhu is really good!"

"Who says no, I have never seen such a nice person!"

"My niece said that the songs he sang are also good!"

"..."

Before entering the building, Yang Antong heard a few sanitation workers not far away, standing together with milk tea and discussing from time to time.

It seems to be discussing Baizhu.

But Yang Antong didn't have time to pay attention to all this, and walked directly into the building.

Standing at the door of the recording studio, Yang Antong knocked on the door, and soon someone led him in.

Just when he walked in, Yang Antong saw a cup of hot milk tea in the studio, and Bai Zhu was also looking at him with the milk tea.

"You're finally here! Come here and get familiar with the lyrics!"

Without saying a word, Bai Zhu pulled Yang Antong to his side, and handed her the score and lyrics in his hand.

After a cursory glance, Yang Antong tried to hum for a while, but when she heard this familiar melody, she became extremely shocked.

Looking at Bai Zhu in disbelief, Yang Antong's face was full of surprise.

"This is an unknown song! Brother Zhuzi, have you written it into a song?!"

"That's right!"

The look of surprise on his face couldn't dissipate at all, Yang Antong looked at the song in his hand seriously, and couldn't put it down.

Yang Antong liked the song Unheard Flower Name very much, so she never thought that Bai Zhu not only wrote this song, but even entrusted her to sing it
For a while, Yang Antong felt a kind of happiness that fell from the sky.

It's like people sitting at home, and the bread comes from heaven!
"Brother Zhuzi, I'm optimistic!"

After getting acquainted several times in a row, Yang Antong looked at Baizhu confidently.

"Really ready?"

"Ready!"

"Then try it!"

Watching Yang Antong walk into the recording studio, Bai Zhu also walked in together.

The song Unheard Flower Name is still somewhat important to Bai Zhu, and he needs to rely on him to develop overseas markets.

If it weren't for the fact that he was really not suitable for singing this song, Bai Zhu would not have chosen to let Yang Antong sing it.

Yang Antong stood in front of the microphone, while Bai Zhu sat on the piano chair. This time, he personally performed the piano accompaniment.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Antong suddenly showed a wry smile on his face.

"Brother Zhuzi, I'm a little scared!"

"Then I'll play the piano first!"

Yang Antong, who was officially recording a song for the first time, was still a little uncomfortable. After standing in the recording studio, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhu decided to play the piano first to give Yang Antong time to adapt.

The slow sound of the piano made Yang Antong close his eyes involuntarily.

With the sound of Bai Zhu's piano, she seemed to see her own summer, that happy childhood.

The next moment, Yang Antong began to sing, without warning.

"I can't forget the end of summer I spent with you"

"Dreams for the future and big wishes"

"I believe in August ten years from now"

"I can still meet you again!"

"The best memory of that period~"

"..."

The sudden singing made the outside tuners unprepared at all.

But listening to Yang Antong's plain voice inside, it seems to be so perfect to match Bai Zhu's feelings.

It is such a sudden song that seems more sincere.

Holding the knob on the console in his hand, he modified some flawed voices sung by Yang Antong, and the overall sound was very good!
"It sounds surprisingly good!"

The tuner said softly, he didn't think there was any need to fix Yang Antong's sound.

Although he couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, he could hear the faintly poignant nostalgia inside.

Whether it's Bai Zhu's piano sound or Yang Antong's singing voice, they all performed very well!

"Just, why did Bamboo write a Japanese song?"

(End of this chapter)