After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 372 Flies Don't Bite Seamless Eggs
The same is true of the effect of rumors on a person.

Even though Su Xianchen's agency has worked hard to quell this matter, there are still some people who don't care about the truth at all, and just want to take this opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction wantonly.

[Flies don't bite seamless eggs, if you really behave in private, these people will jump out to slander you when they're full?Why do they just talk about you and not others? 】

[People who have learned dance for a while said that many girls who learn dance have fun in private ~ so I am not surprised that Su Bailian's house is so collapsed. 】

[No wonder she dances so flirtatiously, it turns out that she is a bastard at heart! 】

[I have already made myself betrayed, and all my classmates have jumped out to beat you alone, which shows how bad your character is in private! 】

[This kind of immoral person will not be banned, but will he keep it for the New Year? 】

……

Although most of her fans are willing to believe her refute the rumors, but after the popularity of passers-by deteriorated, Su Xianchen's like ranking dropped from the original top five to No. 11. The future is bleak.

in the recording studio.

Zhao Zhiyu frowned and continued to listen for a few more sentences, but finally, driven by his professional ethics, he yelled to stop again.

In the recording studio, the face of the man whose singing was interrupted one after another could no longer be described as ugly, but cloudy and rainy, as if he would be furious in the next second!
Zhao Zhiyu shrunk his neck subconsciously, and quickly pointed out the man's problem this time before he got angry: "No, no, sorry, Mr. Ha, you seem to be a little out of tune in singing these two lines."

"But it's okay. Teacher, you may not have entered the state and your throat has not been fully opened, so this situation occurs. Let's try a few more times and choose the best from the best, okay?"

Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by the man unceremoniously: "Is there a possibility that these two sentences were actually sung like this on purpose?"

Since Zhao Zhiyu took up this job, it was the first time he heard that someone deliberately sang out of tune and broke the tone.

So she was stupefied by the rhetorical question for a while before she uttered in doubt: "Ah?"

"That's right, these are actually some small ideas of mine. Everyone has different aesthetics and music tastes, so what you think is good may not be good for me. On the contrary, my understanding of this song may be different from yours. It's not the same, I just want to record this song according to my ideas, and I don't want to be restricted by the original lyrics and composition of this song, and follow the rules to perform a model show, can you understand what I mean?"

The man's chin was raised slightly, his expression was haughty, with a confident look of 'I am a professional singer and I know it well'.

Although Zhao Zhiyu didn't know where his self-confidence came from, he roughly understood what he said.

It means: I can sing as I like, and you don't care about top-notch things!
When encountering this kind of partner who doesn't listen to the guidance, Zhao Zhiyu is just trying to find scolding even if his lips are worn out.

Anyway, she has already said what she should say, and since the other party is not willing to listen, then she can only act badly on the spot.

After returning the other party with an 'OK' gesture, the recording started again.

This time, no matter whether the other party tuned up or down, out of tune or broken, Zhao Zhiyu pretended he didn't hear it and let him sing freely.

After recording a song that was even more tragic than the scene of a serial car accident, Zhao Zhiyu's ears were almost deaf from torture!
In order to save herself from worrying about losing a few hairs in the later stage of sound correction, she tried her best to maintain a commercial smirk on her face, and sincerely suggested: "Teacher, do you want to take advantage of the state to record a few more times? This way we can make sound corrections in the later stage. When there is a defect, there can be a sound source to replace it.”

The man pulled off the headphones, pushed the door open and left a haughty sentence: "No, I'm in a hurry."

Then with the assistance of his assistant, he put on his hat, sunglasses and mask again, left the recording studio surrounded by assistants and bodyguards, and hurried to the next event site.

For the next period of time, Zhao Zhiyu was tormented by the post-production work of that song every day.

She was so worried that she didn't want to eat or drink, she lost a few pounds, and her hairline moved back a few millimeters before she finally saved the song so that she could still listen to it.

But it's just listening.

After the song was released, except for the die-hard fan of the distinguished guest, almost everyone else was talking about it.

[? ? ?Can this kind of junk be called a song?I put some shit on the microphone, and the dogs bark better than you! 】

[Is this the latest masterpiece blown up by the brainless fans?Doesn't sound like much! 】

[It's not just bad!There are a lot of places that obviously have repaired electronic music, okay?After listening to the whole song, my phone is fully charged! 】

[The lyrics are obviously written with a lot of artistic conception, and the melody is not bad, but why is such an affectionate and sad song sung like a fucking funeral? 】

[Don't ask, the question is that Guahou is not a professional singer in the first place. He is already very good at singing, film and television. What more do you want from him! [狗头][狗头][狗头]]

[Singing is pretty good, don't sing again next time! 】

As soon as the distinguished guest saw the bad reviews online, he immediately published a long article with a scarf, and blamed Zhao Zhiyu, who helped him record the song.

The general meaning of the long article is: Today is the day when he releases a new song. He has been busy all day, and only now has time to read the comments online, but he did not expect that what he saw was not everyone's praise, but overwhelming abuse.

He originally didn't want to take up public resources, but after thinking about it, he still felt that he was too wronged and wronged by the scolding, so he posted an explanation to everyone.

As an artist, he hopes that his works will get better and better than anyone else, and he has been working hard in the direction of getting better and better, but unfortunately things backfire.

Because he didn't do a good job of backing the partner before the cooperation, his recording experience of the whole song was very poor. It's also all innocuous and totally inappropriate for this song.

Due to being interrupted too many times, his mood became worse and worse. After finishing the recording with great difficulty, he got into a little bit of a state. He volunteered to record a few more times so that he could make a horizontal comparison in the later stage and choose the one who sang the best. a version.

The little girl in charge of the matchmaking rejected his request impatiently. Maybe she was rushing to receive the next distinguished guest and didn't want to waste time on him, a very talkative person.

(End of this chapter)