Xu Zimian, who was walking away, heard a "bang". She looked back and saw that it was the brother she met at the front desk who blew the other brother's phone away.
Wen Junyi was full of anger and did not dare to vent at Wen Yuan, so he could only spread the fire on his teammates.
It was a handsome, handsome boy wearing a black T-shirt and washed-white jeans, completely different from the other five teammates.
Wen Junyi couldn't get used to Shen Sheng, although he was the captain of Fire-One, but Shen Sheng's popularity overwhelmed him.
The other teammates watched the frustrated captain come back and subconsciously put the phone back in their trouser pocket. Only Shen Sheng, who was wearing headphones, still listened to the music ecstatically.
This inconvenience became the target for Wen Junyi to vent his anger. He slammed the phone away from the other party's hand and asked angrily, "There's nowhere to record the song, so you are still in the **** mood to play games here? Do you want to sing? , if you don't sing, get out of here as soon as possible!"
Shen Sheng glanced lazily at Wen Junyi, got up and picked up the phone.
If Wen Junyi looked down, he would find that Shen Sheng was not playing mobile games at all. He was watching a video, or listening to a melody, and the little girl in the video happened to be the one being held by Wen Yuan.
Nie Rong didn't want Xiao Mianhua to continue watching the farce, and while the elevator door opened, he gently pushed Xiao Mianhua into the elevator.
"Wow!"
Entering the sound of nature, Xu Zimian couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
Her eyes are full of surprises, it is indeed the best recording studio in China!
His eyes wandered over various musical instruments, all of which were priceless instruments, carefully protected in display cases.
The glass that surrounds the sound of nature is clear and bright. Outside is a dessert hut, and each rest table is surrounded by green plants. The star lights are hidden among the green plants, and they will automatically light up at night.
If the employees of Teana Entertainment are tired, they can come here to buy a cup of sweet milk tea and a soft cake. The refreshing breeze blows away the tiredness of work.
Wen Yuan looked at Xu Zimian, who had turned into a curious baby, and called out, "Little Mian, come to the teacher."
Xu Zimian walked to Wenyuan and sat down, staring at Wenyuan with big sparkling eyes.
Wen Yuan smiled lightly, handed one of the scores to Xu Zimian, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher sings a sentence, and Xiaomian sings a sentence, okay?"
"it is good!"
Xu Zimian replied obediently, and understood that Teacher Wenyuan wanted to teach herself to sing.
Wen Yuan's voice was low, and she sang the song "Distant" with a touch of sadness.
After watching the video, she guessed that Xiao Mianhua is very talented in singing. But when I really got in touch with Xiao Mian and heard her singing, I couldn't hide the shock in my heart.
Little Cotton is not talented, but a singing genius!
Every sentence she sings, Little Cotton can restore it. And the emotions she expressed were exactly what she wanted when she discussed with Xu Cheng.
In the melodious melody, there is a little milky voice that belongs to a child, and it is said in a eloquent manner. Take the listener and be immersed in your own story.
A remote village with beautiful mountains and rivers emerges in front of you, surrounded by mountains and blue sky and white clouds.
An innocent little girl with the purest and most flawless smile in the world. Carrying a small bamboo basket on his back, he looks like an elves in the field, humming songs to his heart's content and walking with a jump.
There is a small sun in her heart, not only to warm herself, but also to warm others.
The haze in people's hearts was dispelled by the girl's bright smile.
Xu Zimian was immersed in the music and sang loudly.
Looking at her happy expression, you can know how much she likes to sing and enjoy singing.
After the song was over, Wen Yuan couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "Little Cotton is awesome! After another three or four times, we can start the official recording."
She thought she was going to record for one day, but Xiao Mian really gave her a big surprise. It seemed that the recording would be over in half a day.
Wen Yuan began to wonder if Xia Xuan had specially asked a teacher to teach Xiao Mian how to sing. She really couldn't find the slightest fault in Little Cotton's singing skills.
The vocal range is vast and the sense of sound is accurate. It should be slow where it should be slow, and it should be high where it should be high. In particular, the sound transfer is handled perfectly.
At some point, a group of people gathered outside the recording studio, looking at Xu Zimian inside through the glass window.
Noticing Xu Zimian who turned her head, a woman in her early twenties, excitedly waved at Xiao Mianhua, "Ahhh! My daughter turned her head to look at me!"
The partner next to him laughed madly: "Hey, hey, I didn't expect to see Nannan in the company. The real person is too cute! The soft and waxy little ball, I really want to hold it in my arms."
There are also men holding mobile phones and snapping photos, wishing to fill the album with lovely photos of their daughters.
The sound insulation of the recording studio is very good, and Xu Zimian can't hear what the brothers and sisters are saying outside. But from the excited smiles on their faces and the hands waving at her, she could feel their love for her.
Xu Zimian blinked playfully, raised his hands above his head, tilted his head and showed a big heart to his brothers and sisters outside.
After receiving the critical blow sent by her daughter, the grinning girl suffered a knowing blow, collapsed on top of her friend, covered her forehead with soft hands, and shouted, "Ah, ah, ah! Give love!"
Someone's mobile phone just turned on the recording button, and took a complete picture of the daughter's heart-to-heart scene.
The girl next to her saw it, moved closer and asked, "Hello, can you send me a copy of Nannan Bixin's video?"
The man made an "OK" gesture, as long as he likes his daughter, Xiao Mianhua, then we are good friends!
Xu Zimian turned around and smiled apologetically at Wenyuan, "Sorry teacher, I deserted."
Wen Yuan was not at all unhappy, she smiled and looked at the onlookers outside, "They like you very much."
Xu Zimian shyly said "um". She debuted as an Internet singer in her last life, and she never showed up until her voice was destroyed.
Maybe some people just start singing in crowded occasions, they will be ashamed to open their mouths. But Xu Zimian will not, she will only bring her singing voice to everyone.
Xu Zimian, who sang seriously, didn't know that her video of her heart-to-heart became popular again on Weibo, and the popularity rose wildly.
[My daughter is super cute: ah ah! My daughter actually came to our company to record a song, and the person who collaborated with her was Teacher Wenyuan! The real person is really super cute, and she even compares her heart to me, hehehe. [Smile·jpg]]
The attached video is a complete picture of Xu Zimian tilting her head and comparing her heart.
"I can watch this comparison a hundred times in a loop!"
"If I'm not mistaken, this glass room is between heaven and earth, right? Is it still working with Teacher Wenyuan? All I can say is, Nan Nan Tai gave my mother a long face."
"Damn it! The sound insulation between the sounds of nature is also very good. I want to know what my daughter is singing."
"Am I the only one who thought of the Weibo that Teacher Wenyuan posted? Could it be that Nannan really collaborated with Teacher Wenyuan on the song hummed in the last video?"
"Then I look forward to it even more! I can't forget the melody to this day. If it can be made into a song, I will listen to it seventeen or eight times every day in the future."