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His voice trembled, his breath was unsteady, and his pitch was somewhat off.

Outside the glass room.

Li Ming's smile froze.

Old Zhang even took off his headphones and slammed them heavily onto the mixing console, making a piercing noise.

"stop!"

Old Zhang pressed the call button, his tone stern, "What's wrong? Didn't you eat? Your voice sounds so weak!"

Inside the glass room, Liu Qianqian's face instantly turned bright red, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She was already nervous, and being yelled at like that made her even more flustered, standing there like a primary school student who had done something wrong.

"Again!" Old Zhang didn't give her any time to process it.

the second time.

Even worse.

Because of excessive nervousness, Liu Qianqian even rushed the beat, and her voice was so dry it sounded like she was sawing wood.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Old Zhang waved his hand impatiently, "This is impossible to record! Li Ming, is this the genius girl you were talking about?"

"If you can't even find the basic rhythm, go home and practice before you come back. Don't waste everyone's time!"

Li Ming was also sweating profusely with anxiety.

This is a key project for the company; if he can't record it, he won't be able to explain it.

"Um... Lao Zhang, it's the kid's first time in the studio, he's nervous, give him another chance." Li Ming said with a smile, then turned to look at the man who had been reading a magazine.

"Mr. Yu, look at this..."

Yu Le finally closed the magazine called "Zhiyin".

He stretched, slowly stood up, walked to the mixing console, glanced at Old Zhang who looked furious, and then at Liu Qianqian, who was about to cry in the glass room.

"Is this what they call a top-notch sound engineer?"

Yu Le chuckled softly, but it sounded particularly jarring in the quiet control room.

Old Zhang turned around abruptly: "What did you say?"

I said, you can't do it.

Yu Le pointed to the glass booth, "The recording engineer's job is to guide the singer into the zone, not to stand here and yell at them. If you yell at them until they're dizzy, how can you expect to produce anything great?"

"What do you know! I'm a professional!" Old Zhang slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"major?"

Yu Le shook her head, ignored him, and pressed the call button.

"Sissi".

Yu Le's voice came through the earphones, not loud, but like a calming force, instantly slowing down Liu Qianqian's panicked heartbeat.

Inside the glass room, she looked up and saw Yu Le leaning against the mixing console, giving her an "OK" sign through the thick soundproof glass.

"Take a deep breath and don't be nervous."

Yu Le's voice was calm, carrying a strange sense of peace.

"Just pretend this is your living room at home, I'm eating sunflower seeds on the sofa, and your mom is washing dishes in the kitchen. You just wanted to sing a song for us, that's all."

Liu Qianqian felt a lump in her throat.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

The image that came to mind was an old living room, Yu Le nestled on the sofa, her mother busy in the kitchen, and she sitting on a small stool with her guitar in her arms.

"Are you ready?"

"Um."

"Come."

The accompaniment started again.

This time, Liu Qianqian's voice was steady.

"Each time, I find strength amidst hesitation and loneliness..."

Clear, clean, with the pure feeling unique to young girls.

The voice wasn't perfect, and even a bit immature, but the genuine emotion it conveyed was like a clear spring, striking straight to the heart.

In the control room, Li Ming's eyes lit up.

That's more like it!

Old Zhang was also stunned.

This...this is the same little girl who couldn't even find the rhythm just now?

"Good, continue."

Yu Le's voice rang out at just the right moment, as if encouraging her.

As Liu Qianqian sang, she became more and more relaxed, and the tension in her voice gradually disappeared, replaced by a natural and flowing feeling.

"I've always had a pair of invisible wings that carry me and give me hope..."

During the chorus, her voice suddenly rose, and her emotions erupted instantly.

At that moment, everyone in the control room got goosebumps.

Recorded in one take.

Liu Qianqian took off her headphones and cautiously looked outside the glass room.

Yu Lechong gave her a thumbs up.

"Passed."

"real?!"

Liu Qianqian's eyes lit up instantly.

"Of course it's fake."

Yu Le pressed the call button and said lazily, "Let's do it again. This time, control your breath in the second part well, don't be weak."

Liu Qianqian: "..."

This person is still the same person.

For the next two hours, Liu Qianqian recorded the video again and again under Yu Le's guidance.

Each time, Yu Le was able to pinpoint the problem accurately.

"Don't drag out the last syllable of the third sentence, make it crisp."

"The chorus is too emotional, tone it down a bit, don't shout."

"The breathing position here is incorrect; move forward half a beat."

Old Zhang listened in stunned silence.

Just who is this person?

Finally, the seventh time.

When Liu Qianqian finished singing the last note, Yu Le pressed the stop button.

"knock off."

He turned to look at Lao Zhang and said, "Master Zhang, do some post-processing, but don't add too many effects. Just keep the original sound."

Old Zhang nodded subconsciously, then realized what he meant.

That's not right!

He's the sound engineer here!

Why should we listen to this guy in slippers?

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

Yu Le glanced at him.

"It either works or it doesn't. The dish itself is the original sin."

Old Zhang wanted to refute but didn't know what to say. His chest heaved violently, as if he had just swallowed a live fly.

His finger was trembling as he pointed at Yu Le, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

"Li Ming!" Old Zhang turned around abruptly, venting his anger on the producer beside him. "This is the person you hired?"

Li Ming pushed up his glasses, his forced smile fading somewhat.

"Teacher Zhang, please calm down." He stepped forward, his tone polite but with a hint of distance. "You've really had a hard day."

"Perfect timing. The people in the next studio are waiting for you to do the sound mixing. You don't need to worry about recording the demos here. I'll oversee it myself, and I'll have Xiao Liu handle the post-production."

Old Zhang was stunned.

Is this... kicking someone out?

He'd been working in the wheat field for so many years, and this was the first time he'd ever been humiliated like this.

"Fine! Very well!" Old Zhang laughed angrily. "I want to see what kind of mess you bunch of amateurs can make! Don't end up recording a pile of garbage and begging me to come back and fix the audio!"

After saying that, he glared at Yu Le and slammed the door shut as he left.

However, this was just impotent rage, and the two of them ignored him completely.

Li Ming turned to look at Liu Qianqian, who looked bewildered inside the glass room, and pressed the call button.

"Sissi, that last take was perfect. Let's strike while the iron is hot and record the harmonies too."

Without that swearing old Zhang, the subsequent recording went incredibly smoothly, almost like a cheat code.

Under Yu Le's "salted fish-style teaching," Liu Qianqian completely let loose and became herself.

In less than two hours, the entire dry vocals of the song were recorded.

Li Ming, wearing headphones, listened repeatedly to the final demo, his hands trembling with excitement.

Even without post-production editing, the song's emotional impact is already overflowing.

That clear, stubborn yet soothing girl's voice seemed tailor-made for this song.

"Amazing... truly amazing." Li Ming murmured to himself, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Yu Le. "Mr. Yu, are you really not considering becoming the music director at Wheatfield?"

"I'm not going."

Yu Le refused without hesitation. He didn't want to be tied down by work and prevent himself from being a happy salted fish.

The recording wasn't over yet.

According to the company's promotional plan, this song needs to be promoted online, so it must have a music video, even if it's a low-cost one.

Li Ming originally planned to find a professional team to film at the Huairou Film and Television Base for two days.

When Yu Le heard that he would have to spend two days traveling outside and stay overnight in that godforsaken place, he immediately refused.

"What are you filming? Why all that fancy stuff?"

Yu Le stood by the roadside, holding two bottles of iced cola she had just bought. She pressed one bottle against Liu Qianqian's face to cool her down, and gulped down the other bottle herself.

What does this song sell? It sells nostalgia, youth, and that indomitable spirit.

He pointed to Liu Qianqian behind him, who was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, looking radiant despite her bare face.

"And this face."

"If you can get this face clearly in the shot, the music video is halfway to success. The rest is up to your imagination."