641 The Process of Many Questions (1/4)

Chapter 641 The process of many problems (14)

The children are divided into groups according to their timbres. The sound does not sound too different, and they will be divided into a group, but it has nothing to do with gender. Children of this age, boys are far from the time to change their voices, and it is difficult to distinguish between males and females.

So, Xixi, Yang Luoqi, Nan Zhaoyu, Ding Ling, and a few other children were grouped together, while Chen Shiyun and Lan Xin, who had a louder and thicker voice, were grouped with a few boys with a thicker voice, and others. Several groups, each group is responsible for singing a paragraph.

"Xixi, you are the leader of your group, you must take the lead!" After Yang Yi waited for Teacher Mu to finish speaking, he smiled and touched his daughter's little head.

"Baba, what am I going to do?" Xixi asked in confusion.

"I know, you want to sing!" Chen Shiyun shouted and laughed.

"That's right, just sing. Although recording may be tedious, you have to persevere and sing well!" Yang Yi said softly, "Kids, can you?"

"it is good!"

"Can!"

The promise was very positive, but I don't know if they listened.

Xixi and the others were going to sing the first stanza. Yang Yi accompanied them into the recording studio, asked them to stand in a circle around the professional microphones that received the sound, and also helped them put on the monitoring headphones. Headphones to listen to the accompaniment.

After the children entered the recording room, their curiosity rekindled again. The things inside are different from those outside, especially this microphone. Why is there something like a spider web around the butt? Why do they have to wear headphones? What is this board?

Don't think Xixi is the best, the little girl asks the most!

Although she had come to the studio with her mother and father to play, and there was a small recording studio at home, she stayed outside the recording studio at most, and basically never entered the recording studio, so she looked around curiously, and pointed to the soundproof wall. Dad said, "Baba, look, look, that wall is weird! Is it sick?"

Yang Yi finally finished answering these questions for them, and the little guys became interested in the monitoring headphones on their ears again.

"Hey! Did you hear me?" Outside, Jin Yingming was so entangled that he turned on the microphone to Chen Shiyun and the others. The little girls couldn't wait to try to talk to the friends inside.

"I can hear that Chen Shiyun is calling us!" Xixi heard the sound from the monitor earphones and looked around in surprise. Finally, they saw Chen Shiyun and the others standing on the operating table outside the window.

All of a sudden, Xixi, Yang Luoqi and the others waved to Chen Shiyun excitedly, but Chen Shiyun did not respond, until Jin Yingming turned on the microphone inside, dumbfounded, that Chen Shiyun and the others spoke to Xixi and the others.

It's just like when the telephone was not popular, those children made the earth phone with cylindrical paper box, cotton thread, and small wooden stick. This magical way of talking makes them have fun.

But it was still a waste of time. Yang Yi and several teachers coaxed them for a while before letting their excitement subside for a while.

Finally, I can finally start recording songs!

But getting children to record songs is not an easy task. It's one thing to sing a cappella, but it's another thing to sing to the beat with the accompaniment!

I saw Xixi and the others wearing headphones, standing in front of the microphone, the prelude began to sound in their headphones, and the little guys couldn't wait to sing.

"Pig, your nose has two holes!" Xixi remembered what her father said, she wanted to take the lead, so she was the first to sing as soon as the sound came to her ears.

A few other children were not far behind, scrambled to sing loudly, and suddenly became chaotic.

Yang Yi, who was with the recording studio, stopped them with a wry smile.

Xixi still doesn't know that she can't sing well! The little girl sang and was excited. She looked at her father with a smile, as if she was waiting for his compliment.

If it were someone else, Yang Yi's tone might be blame and questioning.

But looking at Xixi's innocent big eyes, and several other children looking at him eagerly, Yang Yi opened his mouth, and his voice couldn't help softening: "Actually, you guys can sing well, but you can do it a little bit. No, it's just too early to sing."

"It's okay!" Yang Yi gave them a thumbs up and smiled, "In this way, you all look at me, I'll make a gesture for you later, and you can start singing when you see it! OK?"

"Okai!" The little guys happily gestured OK to Yang Yi.

After trying twice, under the command of Yang Yi, they could finally start singing at the right time, but a new problem came!

Can't sing well! Some children respond quickly, while others respond slowly, and all of a sudden, the sound is uneven, and it can't be called a chorus, it should be called a group of demons dancing!

But whether it was Yang Yi or Jin Yingming, there was no good way to deal with this problem. They could only appease the little guys and let them sing faster and slower, sing slower and try to catch up. They could only record over and over again. Hone their tacit understanding, and strive to record a neatly sung song.

But this is a test of the children's patience. Even if the lyrics of this song are very interesting and the children love to sing it, they can't bear to sing a few words over and over again!

After more than 20 minutes, Ding Ling became impatient.

"Uncle, can't you?"

"Uncle, I don't want to sing anymore..."

The little girl's complaints increased a lot, and this emotion also affected other children.

Xixi has made movies and seen NG scenes over and over again. She has good patience, but she doesn't know how to persuade her friends!

Especially at this time, she was the group leader. The little girl remembered that her father said that she had to take care of the other children, so Xixi gathered up her courage and said to Ding Ling, "Little bell, let's sing it again, just sing it again!"

"No, I don't!" Ding Ling pouted and said unhappily.

Being rejected, Xixi stood bewildered in front of her companion, not knowing what to do, and looked at her father helplessly.

Yang Yi raised his hand to look at the time, pondered for a moment, and said, "Well, you guys are tired after recording several times, take a rest first, and I'll ask Teacher Mu to take you to the side for some drinks and snacks, okay? Let's wait a while and continue recording, can we?"

This suggestion revived the languid little guys, and even Ding Ling jumped up happily and said, "Okay!"

Xixi looked at the smiles of her friends, she also forgot the failure just now, and laughed happily.

There was no way, Yang Yi could only open the door with a wry smile, walked out, and asked Mr. Mu to change a group of children to come in and record first.

I don't know why, when recording songs with the children, Yang Yi felt very tired, and the feeling of mental fatigue was more serious than physical fatigue. And this tossing is far from over!

Asking for a recommendation ticket~ This is the plot of the song recording, and I will not endlessly describe the various difficulties that occurred in it.