The overly proactive 95-generation actresses in the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 89 The song became a hit!

He has been a recording engineer for over a decade and has recorded countless songs by numerous singers, but there are very few that can leave him speechless from the very first note.

Lin Yu's voice has a unique quality.

It looks like glass that has been sanded.

It has a grainy texture.

It has a rough texture.

But it remained firmly on the pitch.

The high frequencies are clear and bright, while the low frequencies are deep and resonant.

The emphasis and pacing of each word were perfectly controlled.

The sound engineer couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

Is this person really an actor?

After the first take, Lin Yu took off his headphones and looked at the sound engineer.

"How is it?"

The sound engineer paused for two seconds, then gave a thumbs up.

"One take."

"Let's do it again. There are a few parts I think could be better," Lin Yu said.

The sound engineer paused for a moment, then laughed.

He has seen too many singers who rush to leave after one take, afraid of making a fool of themselves if they sing it again.

This young man would do it again and again after he had done it the first time, striving for perfection.

It's hard for someone like that not to become famous.

After recording the second time, Lin Yu listened to it again and felt it was about right.

"Okay, this version will do."

The sound engineer nodded and began post-production mixing.

Three days later, the finished product was ready.

Lin Yu sent the finished product to Li Chengyuan, who remained silent for a long time after listening to it.

"Xiaoyu, are you really not considering becoming a singer?" His voice sounded a little weak.

"I still prefer acting," Lin Yu said with a smile.

Li Chengyuan sighed, his tone filled with regret.

"If you were to sing full-time, how would professional singers survive?"

Lin Yu smiled but didn't say anything.

Next comes the release.

Ultimately, the song's release was handled by Enlight Media, since they are professionals.

His small studio is just getting started.

"Memories of Leaving the Nine Gates" has been uploaded to major music platforms.

I tried QQ Music, NetEase Cloud Music, Kugou, Kuwo, Xiami—I tried every single one I could find.

Then, he opened Weibo and edited a post.

My first solo single, "Farewell to the Nine Gates: Memories," is now available on major music platforms. It's a traditional Chinese style song, and I hope you enjoy it. The link is in the comments section; feel free to listen.

The accompanying picture is a photo of him in the recording studio.

In the photo, he is wearing headphones and standing in front of a microphone. His profile is well-defined, and the light coming in from the window casts a soft golden glow on his face.

Click send.

The moment the Weibo post was published, the comment section exploded.

"Aaaaaah, Lin Yu has released a single!"

"Traditional Chinese style? Brother Lin Yu sings traditional Chinese style? I'm already listening!"

"Holy crap! That voice! That melody! Those lyrics! I'm dead!"

"You upstairs, are you still able to type even though you're dead?"

"I mean, I'm absolutely blown away by how beautiful it sounds!"

"Farewell to the Nine Gates: Memories! Actors are often tragic, pitifully, a deep and lasting affection remains. I will remember this lyric for a lifetime!"

While Lin Yu's fans were leaving comments like crazy, the repost section also started to get lively.

The first person to forward it was Meng Ziyi.

"Please support Lin Yu's debut single! I'm already listening to it on repeat! It's really good!"

The accompanying image is a screenshot of her listening to music, showing that she has listened to it three times.

The second one forwarded was about White Dew.

"Lin Daiyu's new song! Everyone go listen to it! If you don't like it, come find me! But I don't think you'll come find me, because it's too good!"

The third person to share this was Li Yitong.

"Lin Yu's new song is full of ancient Chinese style, and his voice is so textured. I've already added it to my playlist."

The fourth person to share this was Tian Xiwei.

"Lin Yu's new song!!! It's so good!!! I've listened to it ten times already!!! (voice cracks)"

The fifth person to share this was Zhang Ruonan.

"Lin Yu's 'Memories of Leaving the Nine Gates' is a really good song. Everyone should give it a listen, you won't be disappointed."

The massive number of reposts instantly propelled Lin Yu's Weibo popularity to new heights.

Mengzi's fans, Bailu's fans, and Li Yitong's fans all flocked to Lin Yu's Weibo.

For a time, Lin Yu's comment section became a large-scale team-building event.

"Meng Ziyi's fan reporting in! Brother Lin Yu sings so well!"

"White Dew fans are here to check in! Go Lin Didi!"

"Li Yitong's fans are here! Lin Yu's voice is amazing!"

Lin Yu watched the chaotic scene of fans from different groups fighting in the comments section, feeling both amused and exasperated.

These fans are really good at fighting.

But what shocked him even more was the speed at which his Weibo followers were growing.

He had two million fans before he released his song.

Within an hour of releasing the song, it had reached 2.1 million views.

Two hours, two million two hundred thousand.

Three hours, 2.3 million.

At this rate of increase, breaking 2.5 million today is not a problem.

Lin Yu stared at the constantly fluctuating numbers and took a deep breath.

In this life, he is truly different.

Meanwhile, in different corners of various cities, five girls are holding their phones, wearing headphones, and listening to the same song on repeat.

Haicheng, girls' dormitory at Shanghai Theatre Academy.

Tian Xiwei lay on the bed, listening to "Memories of Leaving the Nine Gates" on repeat in her headphones, a wide smile on her face.

As she listened, she thought to herself: Brother Lin Yu's voice is so beautiful.

I wish I could listen to it every day from now on.

I'll listen to it every day, until I'm old.

Girls' dormitory at Hangzhou Dianzi University, Hangzhou.

Zhang Ruonan sat on the bed, listening to "Memories of Leaving the Nine Gates" through her headphones, holding her phone with a blank chat window on the screen.

She wanted to send Lin Yu a message, but after typing a few words, she deleted them, then typed them again.

In the end, she only sent one sentence.

"Brother Lin Yu, the song is really good."

Then she put her phone next to her pillow, closed her eyes, and continued listening to music.

The hotel for the crew of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in Hengdian.

Meng Ziyi lay on the bed, listening to "Memories of Leaving the Nine Gates" on repeat in his headphones, his expression complex.

As she listened, she wondered: Just how many surprises does Lin Yu have that she doesn't know about?

She's good at acting, good at singing, and can even revise scripts.

How could she bear to let go of someone like that?

No, she had to win Lin Yu back.

We can't let other women take advantage of us.

Thinking of this, Meng Ziyi picked up his phone and sent Lin Yu a message: "The song is nice. I miss you."

After sending the message, she held her phone to her chest and smiled.

Same hotel, different room.

Li Yitong was also lying in bed, with "Memories of Leaving the Nine Gates" playing on repeat in her headphones.

Her expression was more complex than Meng Ziyi's.

Proud!

Lin Didi is really amazing.

It has a sour and astringent taste!

When will Lin Didi write a song for her?

I'm looking forward to it!

When will we be able to see Lin Didi again?

Bai Lu picked up her phone and sent Lin Yu a message: "Little Lin, I'm listening to the new song on repeat. When are you coming to Hengdian to see me?"

After sending the message, she put her phone on the pillow, turned over, and continued listening to music.

Bai Lu was also lying in bed, with "Memories of Leaving the Nine Gates" playing on repeat in her headphones.

Her expression was gentle, with a faint smile on her lips.

Lin Yu's younger brother's voice is so nice.

It felt like a spring breeze on my face, soft and warm.

She placed her phone beside her pillow, closed her eyes, and immersed herself in the song.

"Actors are often unlucky, pitifully, they often harbor deep, unfulfilled affections—"

Lin Yu had no idea that his song had led five girls in different cities and different rooms to listen to the same song and think of the same person.

However, even more explosive news came at this moment.