The legend of rebirth

Chapter 176 The most high-end recording studio
Richard's piano recital ended, because Ye Luo didn't rush out because considering that the actor's passage would be crowded, but waited in the box for a while.

While chatting with Song Yan and Yu Yiyi, there was a knock on the door of the box.

Ye Luo thought it was the waiter who came to clean, so he opened the door without thinking too much.

As a result, when the door was opened, a blond, wild and sexy rock queen came out.

Mai Ruina still had the iconic big golden waves, her figure wrapped in black leather was bulging forward and backward, and her beautiful blue eyes were staring straight at Ye Luo with a bit of resentment.

"Sister Mai." Ye Luo said with a little embarrassment, "Hello."

"I'm not good." Mai Ruina said in Chinese, "Why can't the number you give me get through?"

"I'm in arrears." Ye Luo casually found an excuse.

Melina rolled her eyes: "Your explanation is not sincere."

"Then what should we do?" Ye Luo scratched his head.

"Come with me to America, and write songs for me for ten years for free." Mai Ruina raised her eyebrows.

"Isn't it?" Ye Luo was startled.

"It is estimated that this is impossible, right?" Melina said.

Ye Luo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled awkwardly.

"Then let's play a song." Mai Ruina stretched out her finger and touched Ye Luo's chin, "Don't refuse, handsome boy."

Ye Luo slightly raised his head. Although he knew that American women were more cheerful and unrestrained, this kind of frivolous behavior still made him feel uncomfortable.

But Mai Ruina didn't care about him, grabbed his hand, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote the number directly in his palm: "This is my private phone number, you can call me anytime, If I let the pigeons go again this time, I will be really angry."

After writing the number, Mai Ruina blinked at Ye Luo, then turned and left.

Ye Luo smiled wryly and shook her head.

Song Yan walked to Ye Luo's side at this time, and also took Ye Luo's hand, holding a wet tissue in her small hand.

"What are you doing?" Ye Luo asked puzzled.

At this moment, Song Yan was possessed by Wang Nicole, and she glanced at Ye Luo lightly, and said, "Before I came out, I promised Mo'er that apart from me and Yiyi, I won't let you have contact with other women, and you won't be able to hook up with other women." .That woman is obviously interested in you, so you can't give her this chance."

While talking, Song Yan wiped the phone number in Ye Luo's hand clean with two swipes.

"However, if the instructor writes songs for Melina, she will soon enter the European and American music markets. She is one of the top four singers in Europe and the United States!" Yu Yiyi said at this time.

"Why do you need a private phone to write a song?" Song Yan said coldly, "The whole world knows Mai Ruina's work phone number."

Yu Yiyi sneered and said, "Song Yan, are you jealous?"

"Yiyi, don't talk nonsense." Ye Luo glanced at Yu Yiyi, changed the subject and said, "Okay, it's almost time now, let's go back."

……

Returning to the presidential suite at night, Ye Luo took a comfortable shower, then lay down on the soft and comfortable big bed, took a book on the bedside, and flipped through it casually.

The door was gently opened, and Song Yan, dressed in red, walked in.

Song Yan loves to wear red, even the bathrobe. Under the loose silk bathrobe, Song Yan's perfect body curves are faintly visible, and the two collarbones under the neck are sexy and attractive. This bathrobe is very short. It barely covers half of the thighs.

If it wasn't for her holding a guitar in her hand and Yu Yiyi in white rabbit pajamas following behind her, Ye Luo would have almost shouted "Indecent".

"What is this for?" Ye Luo was a little puzzled.

"Teacher, you're going to compete with that Hanguan tomorrow!" Yu Yiyi said, "Aren't you going to prepare it tonight? This guitar is because Song Yan was afraid that you wouldn't be able to find an instrument to practice, so I asked someone to prepare it overnight. Good to send up."

"I'm determined." Ye Luo nodded to Song Yan, then smiled, "However, I really don't need to prepare anything."

Yu Yiyi walked to the head of Ye Luo's bed, jumped onto the bed with a light jump, sat cross-legged beside Ye Luo and said, "I know that your instructor doesn't need to draft a song when writing, but that Hanguan is very good. You If you don't pick a song, what if you lose to him?"

"If you lose, you lose." Ye Luo shook his head indifferently, "It's not like I can't afford to lose a song worth ten thousand dollars."

"Oh, why are you so heartless?" Yu Yiyi slapped Ye Luo lightly, "Don't be afraid of losing, we can't afford to lose this guy by the side. Speaking of which, you are ours now." What about the teacher of the two of you! I don't care, you have to play tomorrow's song for me first, or I won't be able to sleep, so I'll be on your bed."

While Yu Yiyi was talking, Song Yan also slowly walked to the end of Ye Luo's bed, sat down with her guitar in her arms, and looked at Yu Yiyi and Ye Luo with a smile on her lips.

"Teacher, take a look." Yu Yiyi took out a small digital camera from her pajamas pocket: "I have prepared tools, shall we take a group of photos of the bedside private room? Then let Chu Mo'er take a look at it." look……"

"Hurry up and bring the guitar here!" Ye Luo broke into a cold sweat, and quickly stretched out his hand to Song Yan, then gave Yu Yiyi a white look, "You little girl is really only 16 years old?"

"I said, I'm not a kid anymore, I'm already in college..."

……

Guitar is Ye Luo's second best instrument, after the piano keyboard.Although he only has a certificate of level [-] in folk songs, but the real level, he should be able to easily pass level [-], and he can also take the exam for level [-]. Compared with Chu Moer, who is at the performance level, the difference is limited.

Taking the guitar to try the sound, Ye Luo found that the guitar had obviously been calibrated and the pitch was very accurate.

"Then how many songs should I play?" Ye Luo looked at the two beauties, one big and one small, on his bed, and asked in a questioning tone.

"Hurry up!" Yu Yiyi said impatiently, "If it doesn't sound good, you won't be allowed to sleep."

Ye Luo smiled, and then began to pluck the strings with her fingertips.

After playing two pieces at random, Ye Luo's own interest was slowly mobilized. She hadn't played the guitar for a while, but once in a while, it felt good.

The melodies in Ye Luo's mind are inexhaustible, so as soon as these melodies come out, almost every song is a classic guitar repertoire.

So Ye Luo played one song after another, while Yu Yiyi and Song Yan listened to one song after another.

Unknowingly, when it was late at night, Ye Luo became more and more sleepy from playing, and her fingers became sore from playing, while the two women at the head and foot of the bed listened more energetically.

"It's almost ready, right?" Ye Luo asked after playing a few pieces, shaking her hands.

"Go on! Go on!" Yu Yiyi said excitedly, then picked up the pillow on Ye Luo's bed and began to knock Ye Luo, "If you don't go on, I won't let you sleep!"

"Let him sleep." Song Yan smiled slightly and stood up, "With these eighteen pieces, Hanguan has no chance."

……

Early the next morning, Ye Luo got up on time to freshen up, had breakfast with Song Yan and Yu Yiyi, and then sat comfortably in the car that picked her up.

There is a short distance between Houhai and the hotel, especially during the morning traffic rush, so it took a lot of time on the road, and it took around [-]:[-] am to reach the destination.

In the morning, it was not a weekend or a holiday, the bars near Houhai had not opened yet, and there were not so many tourists, so the flow of people was not very dense.

Parking the car at the nearby parking lot, Ye Luo took the two beauties to the place agreed with Hanguan last night - a Guandi Temple near the parking lot.

There are still five or sixty meters away from the Guandi Temple. Looking from a distance, Ye Luo saw a handsome man sitting on the stone steps with a cigarette in his hand.

He was dressed very casually, a black T-shirt with a tiger's head reflected on the front, a pair of light blue jeans that were [-]% new, and a pair of sneakers on his feet. Smoke and wait for people.

Just like Ye Luo saw him immediately in the crowd, he raised his head and found Ye Luo in the crowd.

Even though the light was dim last night, Ye Luo didn't actually see the other person's face clearly, but at a glance, Ye Luo knew that this person was Hanguan.

Han Guan stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and walked slowly in front of Ye Luo and his party: "You're coming?"

"Here we come." Ye Luo nodded.

"How are you two beauties." Han Guan nodded to Song Yan and Yu Yiyi as a greeting.

Song Yan ignored him, but Yu Yiyi made a face at him: "You look down on people."

"Come with me." Hanguan smiled indifferently, turned around and led the way, and turned into a small alley in two or three steps.

Next to the Houguan Emperor Temple, there is a piece of low one-story houses, most of which are courtyard houses, with a scattered layout, narrow alleyways, and unattractive appearance.

But Ye Luo knew that there were a group of China's most high-end recording studios hidden here.

Now China's recording studios can basically be divided into three grades.

The lowest level is a private amateur recording studio. It is a small business, and it is located in a variety of places. Most of them are in the urban-rural fringe area. They are converted from private houses. The equipment can only be said to be passable. Can't talk about it.The one before Hu Jianing is regarded as the top level in this grade.

The one in the middle is the recording studio in the office buildings of major record companies. The equipment is professional grade, and so is the sound engineer. Most of the domestic records are recorded there, such as the recording that Ye Luo went to dream about last time. Shed, that's what it is.

The most high-end recording studios have returned to their private nature, and they are concentrated in the Houhai area of ​​Tianjing.

The most elite practitioners of Chinese music are gathered here. They are not so much professional musicians as music players.

Most of their families are rich, and they don’t feel bad about spending money on equipment, so they can do whatever is good for them.Whether it is mainstream music or non-mainstream music, there are top masters here.

And the land price here, regardless of the low house, even if it is a place to put a speaker, it is enough for some mediocre musicians to struggle for a lifetime.

At present, some superstars in the domestic music scene mostly record here.So in the small alleys of this area, if you meet a big-name singer in the alley, you don't have to make a fuss, just smile and say hello, and then pass by.

This is also the sacred place that countless musicians in China yearn for. Being able to record a song here is considered to have seen the world. When bragging with colleagues at the wine table, no one will speak up.

The three of Ye Luo followed Hanguan, turning around in the alleyway for a while, Hanguan pushed open a low wooden door, and ducked in.

"That's it."

(End of this chapter)