New Century Anime Warrior

When a person is focused on their work, time actually seems to fly by.

Since reaching an agreement with Pan Lei on the cooperation, Si Hua hasn't left his house for the next week.

Aside from having my dad ask a friend at the Justice Bureau to help check the authorization contract that the other party had drafted, I basically stayed at home and focused on writing the script and storyboard for the PV.

I originally wanted to try using my old computer at home to refine the three-view drawing of the mecha, but no matter whether I opened Photoshop or SAI, they all crashed.

I still have to go to the multimedia classroom to do these tasks; I can't be lazy.

Looking at his old computer screen that had crashed again, Si Hua had no choice but to abandon his plan to stay home any longer.

However, the decision to go out did not mean heading straight to the multimedia classroom as expected.

Lin Lin hadn't contacted him for a week, and he wondered if she finally couldn't hold back anymore.

I just sent myself a concise message.

"You have to be there for tomorrow's recording."

Next is the location of the recording venue.

Forest Deer Art Studio.

It's a perfectly standard recording studio name, and it definitely looks like her own studio.

Wait a minute?

Guangnan Prefecture? Is this recording studio in the provincial capital?

Why do we have to go to the provincial capital?

What should I do if I suddenly don't want to go out...?

"Aunt Lei will come to pick you up."

Si Hua, who was still struggling with his decision, was instantly excited when he saw the latest information.

Yay! I don't have to be exposed to the sun anymore!

"receive."

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The next day, at the entrance of the Si family's tobacco and liquor shop.

"Don't worry, Sister Juan, I'll take care of Hua Zai." Pan Lei's plump figure seemed to exude a truly approachable charm.

From the moment the Sprinter parked until Si Hua came downstairs, in just a few short minutes, Pan Lei and Tang Huijuan were already calling each other sisters. Her social skills are truly enviable.

"Okay, thank you, Sister Pan. Come over for dinner sometime, Linlin too." Ever since seeing the five zeros in the licensing agreement, Ms. Tang has been all smiles and is very supportive of Si Hua's animation production plan.

Si Hong started sighing again. He is a staunch believer in the supremacy of science and engineering, and he felt distressed when he heard that his son might pursue an artistic path.

However, Tang Huijuan had another worry in her heart, after all, it was an area that the couple knew nothing about.

What should I do if my son is being bullied?

Then today I had the chance to meet my sugar daddy. At first I thought she was the kind of difficult, elite, and powerful woman, but I didn't expect her to be such a friendly, chubby sister.

I felt a little more relaxed.

Hmm, there's also a young girl who's even prettier than the actresses in TV dramas. Judging by her height, she doesn't seem to be a pure local from Guangnan.

This is the same liberal arts class's top student who indirectly caused his son to need eight stitches.

It seems the son's injury was not unjust.

Tang Huijuan seemed to understand those burly boys who personally came to apologize. Meeting a girl like that in high school, tsk.

"Okay, I remember." Lin Lin nodded happily, responding to Tang Huijuan's polite invitation, and turned to get into the MPV.

She even peeked out with her little head, sweetly calling out goodbye, "Goodbye, Aunt Tang!"

Ms. Tang's heart melted; her daughter would never be able to say goodbye so sweetly in her entire life.

Si Hua, who had been watching the whole thing, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Hmph! This mere class beauty not only tries to disrupt my Dao heart, but also my mother's!

"Mom, I'm leaving too, bye-bye." Si Hua grumbled as he boarded the last row of the Spinner.

Then he was dazzled by the luxurious decorations. He recognized the car and knew it was a famous luxury business van or chauffeur-driven van.

However, as an ordinary citizen, Si Hua naturally never paid much attention to luxury cars.

Wow, this car actually has a toilet!

He could smell the scent of money.

After curiously looking around at the unfamiliar interior, Si Hua naturally sat down.

After all, he's not a real 17-year-old boy, so there's really no reason for him to be nervous or uneasy about riding in a luxury car.

Pan Lei nodded in approval at his calm demeanor.

Lin Lin, sitting in front of Si Hua, kept turning her head to look back, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated. However, this Sigma man fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.

Finally, Lin Lin, still fuming, could only put on an eye mask and close her eyes to rest.

Zhongnan City is not far from Guangnan Prefecture, the provincial capital. It takes just over an hour to get there, including going out and coming into the city.

The group soon arrived at the recording studio called "Little Deer in the Woods," which was somewhat different from the recording studio Si Hua was familiar with.

The main building of the forest deer is a large single-story building, more like a factory.

Located in a somewhat old urban village in the suburbs, there are no major roads, railways, or subways nearby.

There are very few residents, and even those who are there are mainly elderly people.

It seems the person who built this recording studio was very meticulous.

Pan Lei led the two children straight into the gate. When the receptionist saw that it was the leader, she quickly came out from behind the front desk and followed closely behind the three of them.

"Mr. Pan, as you instructed, Recording Studio No. 1 is not available for rent today. The equipment has been warmed up and is ready for use at any time."

"Okay," Pan Lei replied, then, as if remembering something, she asked the receptionist, "Has Teacher An arrived yet?"

"We've arrived. He's already waiting in Studio One."

Lin Lin then leaned closer to Si Hua and whispered, "Teacher An is the production director of the music division at my father's company. He used to be a university teacher, so everyone is used to calling him Teacher An instead of President An."

We walked all the way to the innermost room, where a small sign with the number one was hanging on the door.

Pushing open the door, through several layers of smooth glass, Si Hua discovered that the entire recording studio was divided into three floors, and the group was now standing on the outermost floor, without any professional equipment.

But starting from this partition, the walls have already undergone basic sound absorption treatment, and Si Hua felt that the ambient noise decreased a lot as soon as he stepped into this door.

The outermost layer should be a reception area with a buffer function.

The next floor inside is the control room, which is equipped with rows of worktables that are hard to understand. Their functions are unclear, but they all look like very professional equipment.

Aside from a few brands I knew from my experience with headphone systems, most of the brands were ones that SiHua had never seen before.

At the very back is the recording studio that often appears in many music videos. There are microphones and benches in front of the observation window, and various musical instruments are placed behind them.

Oh wow, this is a world I don't recognize.

An elderly man and a young man with long hair were sitting on the sofa in the reception area. Both of them were dressed in brightly colored clothes, which fit the stereotype of an artist.

"Teacher An, you're here so early?" Pan Lei greeted the old man. "I brought Linlin with me... This is the songwriter, and also Linlin's classmate, Si Hua."

"Hello, Teacher An."

The old man, Teacher An, smiled and replied, then looked Cheshua up and down: "Is this the self-taught student Linlin mentioned?"

"No, no, I was just fooling around." Si Hua didn't dare to say more, after all, he knew his own level, and he would basically make more mistakes if he said too much.

"Whether it's nonsense or not, I still know... Alright, enough with the pleasantries, let's begin."

"Si Hua, listen to the new backing track first."

"This is an optimization of your demo version based on the arrangement style and requirements you mentioned. Let's see if it meets your expectations."

"If no adjustments are needed, then we can start recording immediately."

"Don't worry, Linlin will record very quickly."

After saying that, Teacher An ignored everyone and led the young people into the control room to prepare for recording.

Lin Lin went directly into the studio to prepare, while Si Hua, who listened briefly without offering any suggestions for adjustment, found a place to sit down with Pan Lei.

As for why he didn't suggest modifications to the accompaniment... well, Si Hua himself really didn't have the skill to find fault with the new accompaniment.

All that's left is to watch Lin Lin's performance.

An hour later.

Si Hua sensed something was wrong.

Besides needing to adjust each sentence individually at the beginning to find the right feel...

Each subsequent take was a complete recording of one line without stopping.

Using the recording terminology that Pan Lei explained to Si Hua, this is called a full take or complete recording.

In other words, Lin Lin did not perform the usual segmented recording, but instead recorded the entire thing directly.

During the first take, I even discussed with myself whether my emotions were appropriate.

By the second time, Si Hua felt that it was almost indistinguishable from the original.

No, it's better than the original, after all, Chinese people's English is much better than Japanese people's.

After recording the entire sequence three times, Lin Lin skipped and hopped out, announcing the end of the recording.

what?

Is that correct?

"Teacher An, is Lin Lin's recording speed normal?" Si Hua couldn't help but wonder.

Isn't it said that singers suffer a lot and have a hard time when recording songs?

Why does it feel like Lin Lin's recording is as easy as drinking water?