novelraw Chapter 337
Chapter 337
Finally, at the insistence of the film score artist, Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng recorded a total of five times.
By the third time, the best effect has been achieved. Later, there is only a slight improvement, and there is no big difference.
But more than a few versions, take it back and listen again and again, in order to choose the best and most suitable version.
Before the morning passed, the chorus was successfully recorded, which was completely beyond the expectation of several people present.
But in order to keep South Vietnam in good shape and record the solo, let her take a break for a while, have lunch and moisten her throat, and then continue recording in the afternoon.
Sheng Jingheng didn't leave in a hurry, but stayed and had lunch with South Vietnam.
The film score artist wanted to talk with them more.
But he was pulled aside by the recorder to talk about the post production of the song.
South Vietnam looked at the two people pulling, couldn't help laughing and shaking his head, and then turned back to eat the takeout lunch ordered by the staff.
The advantage of Bento is that the quantity is not large, but there are many kinds of meat, vegetables and side dishes, as well as soup and throat moistening tea.
Each dish is a small box, which will not affect each other's taste.
While eating, Nam Yueh secretly wrote down the name of the store, thinking that he could order to eat when he had nothing to do in his residence.
After the meeting, I saw that Sheng Jingheng was not in a hurry to eat, but picking a box of coriander mixed with beef.
She blinked and asked, "Mr. Sheng doesn't eat coriander?"
"Well, just don't eat, not because of anything." Sheng Jingheng picked them one by one slowly, with the posture of not eating until he finished.
Nan Yue held his chin and waited for him to finish the selection. Then he took all the coriander and said, "give it to me. Don't waste it."
"You -" Sheng Jingheng looked at her and frowned slightly. It was not that she couldn't eat, but that he had just pinched it with his chopsticks.
"It's all right," Nan Yue shook his head when he understood what he meant. "Anyway, you haven't eaten it yet. The chopsticks are still clean."
Sheng Jingheng still didn't open his eyebrows and whispered, "it can't be like this in the future."
Seeing that he was so stubborn, Nanyue had to raise his hand and promise: "I will only help Mr. Sheng solve the coriander he doesn't eat in the future and never touch anyone else."
"..." Sheng Jingheng decided to see her, and then the mood in his eyes softened a little, and finally there was only helplessness, "thank you first, my little fan."
"Teacher Sheng, eat quickly. It's going to be cold!" South Vietnam was afraid that he would talk about it and simply forcibly changed the topic.
Sheng Jingheng lowered his eyes, covered his smile and formally moved his chopsticks to eat.
When they eat, they don't talk much, but enjoy delicious food very attentively.
I wonder if I have had more meals with her, and Sheng Jingheng also has the good habit of eating every dish as much as possible without wasting much.
The other side has finished, but there are still a lot of dishes left in the Bento. The musician and the recorder looked at each other and hesitated whether to continue to sit back and eat.
But it was a kind-hearted staff who came to clean them up and sent them warm tea.
They had to give up and continue talking over tea.
Not long later, Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng also finished eating, then cleaned up their lunch boxes and cleaned the table.
These are good habits that we always keep when we live together in a small building.
After the South Vietnamese took it away, he casually asked, "will Mr. Sheng leave later?"
"No, the driver went to work. I guess he'll rub your car."