Superstars of Tomorrow

Fang Zhao listened to his vocal practice, and should be preparing for the chorus.

Seeing the party call, the man stopped the practice sound intermittently and found that the goal of the party was him, and he suddenly became nervous.

"Hug, sorry, do you bother to disturb you?" The man stuttered.

"No, you continue to practice you, I can listen to it." Fang Zhao sat directly on a chair in the corner. Anyway, there were no other people around this corner, and they avoided it. No one sat in the chair.

The man scratched his head with some hesitation, looked at the party sitting there, and looked at the people around him, opened his mouth and couldn't sing. I always feel that many people around me are watching him. They are too nervous and a little scared. What do you really do to scare people? Will you drive him out?

After thinking about it, the man simply walked to the side and sat down, didn't sing, and took a break for a while, and then he sang after the surrounding people shifted their attention.

"What is your name?" Fang Zhao asked, "Is there a chorus in the near future?"

"A recent choir of the Silver Wing needs someone. I come over and try my luck." The man nervously held the glass in his hand. "My name is Pang Pu, is it listening like a song? Haha..."

I laughed twice and wanted to ease my nervous emotions, but after I finished laughing, Pang Puzhen felt more nervous. I wonder if the other party is going to drive him away.

"My name is Fang Zhao." Pangpu said to the other party, "Silver Wing is the producer of a virtual project."

Producer! One is the big man!

Pangpu suddenly awe-inspiring, clearly that the other party looks like his age, mixed with the producers, no wonder the gas field is so strong.

"I am looking for a sound source. I feel that it is more appropriate to hear the voice of your practice, but I want to hear it again. You will sing it again. Just don't press it, the set of chorus is collected, how do you usually sing? How to sing now." Fang Zhaodao.

Pang Puzhen felt like a huge pie, and his head was a little dizzy. He wondered if he had just got it wrong. "Sing it again?"

"Yes, just let's play the section that you just practiced, let go of the sing, don't care about the other." Fang Zhao patiently.

"Good!" Pangpu sang on the water cup and sang. The cup didn't settle down. He almost didn't take a look at it. The face was as serious as the battlefield.

A few lines of attention around him still made Pangpu hesitate, cleared his throat, and did not speak.

"You sing you, see what they do?" Fang Zhaodao.

"Yes!" Pangpu converges. He came here today. He wanted to win a chorus vacancy. The interview time was more than four o'clock in the afternoon. He asked his friend to help him get through the public practice area of ​​the Silver Wing. Card, I practiced here before the interview. I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing. In contrast, the sound source is of course more important than the chorus. This is like the difference between the protagonist and the supporting role.

Try to ignore the attention around you and let go of your concerns. Pamper began to repeat the previous exercise.

At the beginning, some of them could not be opened, but after two sentences, they were not suppressed.

A few singers wearing earplugs, originally sang along with the accompaniment in the earplugs, can sing and sing, they can't sing, frowning, closing the sound of the earplugs, and yelling at Pangpu: "Singing You will go out to sing, you are not welcome here!"

"Yes, I don't welcome you here!"

"Not as good as you let Fang Zhao take you downstairs to sing?"

"That is, there is a kind of you going to the downstairs, and you can sing downstairs." Some people are screaming around.

This time, Pang Puzhen really scared the card, and looked at Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao did not care about the accusations around him, but instead smiled and was in a good mood.

"This is a public practice area, which means that everyone sings casually, let go of the door and sing. If you sing and sing, you still blame others? You have a kind, why don't you go to the single-person practice area?" Fang Zhao arbitrarily swept the accused A few people glanced at each other, no more to say, people who don't care, he is lazy and nonsense. Bullying is hard and hard.

Pointing at Pang Pu, Fang Zhao said: "You, come with me."

Pangpu is like a lost primary school student, shrinking his short neck and following the call to leave the public practice area.

"Hey, I really think of myself as a big man!" Someone looked at the back of Fang Zhao, smirked.

"Fang Zhao is looking for a sound source?"

"Affirmative, hey, please, I won't go."

"That's the uninformed people outside. Look at the fool just now, and still happy when you leave."

......

After leaving the public practice area, Fang Zhao led Pangpu to the office on the 50th floor. He asked Pangpu that there were no other arrangements in the near future. If there is no other arrangement, arrange the sound source production as soon as possible.

"No! Nothing else recently!" Pamper couldn't help but move to the edge of the chair, sit up nervously, waiting for the words behind the party.

"This is a contract, look at it." Fang Zhao transferred the contract from the micro-brain on the table. These are the templates that have been used before. You can use them directly with a little modification.

Pang Puzhen took the above contract very seriously and found no inappropriate place. He nodded immediately.

Although it is still only a temporary cooperation, rather than entering the silver wing to become a full-time employee, but Pang Pu is excited to jump two jumps in place. After signing the contract, I feel that the whole person is floating on the cloud.

He did not stand in front of the stage, he could only stand behind the scenes, but the work behind the scenes was divided into primary and secondary. He used to share minor tasks with other people. This is his first signing task, which is quite In the protagonist!

"I will report your information, and I will inform you when the pass is done." Fang Zhaodao.

"Good... good... good! Thank you! Thank you!" Pamper couldn't wait for Fang Zhaozhen. When he went out, he didn't know if he was so excited and stunned and hit the door directly.

Fang Zhao shook his head and saw, "Forget it, I will go with you, I will go downstairs to find someone."

Fang Zhao was going to find Duon, but he sent Pangpu downstairs first. Pangpu had not slowed down. In that state, he accidentally made something wrong. In the short term, he went to find a suitable source. ?

When the Silver Wing Building was out, there was a team coming over the air.

Different from calling these small employees, the big-name stars work in the higher floors and there are also dedicated parking spaces on the floors. So many times, Fang Zhao can't see them because people are direct. Take the speeding car into the floor.

Look at those cars, go directly to the building above the hundred floors, it should be the company's several big names.

"If you can mix them to the height, even if you die, there is no regrets." Pangpu looked up at the short neck and looked into the air, envying.

Fang Zhao just smiled. "In the future, who knows what will happen."

Looking at the Pampus station waiting, and calling to the building, he could still hear Pangpu excitedly telling his mother about the good news.

"Hey, Mom...Yes, I am coming to the Silver Wing to practice the sound today... Yes, it’s the card that I used to give in... Nothing, I really didn’t, I’m screaming, I can’t influence it. People, but... Hey, don't be excited, listen to me, don't you hear a turning point and think it's a bad thing... I signed a project today... Yes, there is a project inside the silver wing of the contract...not Chorus, as far as I am alone, a virtual project producer of Silverwing is looking for me as a sound source..."

It’s like a running dragon suddenly became a protagonist. Even if it’s just a small production, isn’t that the main character? This is a milestone in life for those who have never imagined how many dragons they ran.

After Fang Zhaojin entered the building, he went to Duon to talk about the Pampson Pass and went to the 50th floor to see the progress of Zuwen.

When Pangpu came in, Zu Wenguan did not come out in the workroom. After listening to the party saying that the person had signed the contract, he said reflexively: "Is he stupid?"

Seeing the party call, I quickly changed my mouth. "No, I mean, he is really a good person." The contract did not say how long it will last. If it lasts for a long time, isn’t it a year? Zu Wen thinks that Pangpu is really young and too easy to be fooled.

However, when talking about the sound source, Zu Wen was curious. "How many people in the public practice area, why did you pick him?"

Fang Zhao thought for a moment, did not answer directly, but asked: "Do you know the 'potential'?"

Zu Wen shook his head. Even the previous virtual project team did not listen to anyone who said this.

"'potential', invisible, it can exist in absolute silence, giving people an anxious tension, but also in the voice, giving people a deeper feeling of fear, sadness, joy, excitement and so on. As far as the singer is concerned, singing is not just sung according to the tune. It is also necessary to adjust some elements of the sound to enhance the audience's appreciation interest and affect the audience's psychology. This is the power of the 'potential'. Explanation.

"Like the same song, someone can sing to make people feel more, and some people sing and forget it?" Zu Wendao.

"Yes. It is also a skill. When the sound changes, it will release the hidden 'potential', affecting the senses and emotions of the people, giving people a shock. However, some people are born with no need to take other Means can exude a stronger 'potential' than others."

"You mean the newly signed kid?"

"Well. Just, 'potential' is not well controlled in the chorus, so he will suppress his own distinctive voice when practicing the sound, try to be consistent with others, and make himself appear the same. He felt that there was a monster in his voice. This monster made him different from other people. He also disturbed others when he was chorus. When he practiced the sound, he also caused rejection. He was blocked everywhere, so he kept suppressing it. But he doesn't know, it's a potential power that is enough to touch the whole world! It's not a monster, it's a gift."

Zu Wen grabbed a grain of goose bumps on his arm and always felt that it was a monster!

However, Zu Wen turned to think, one is a sound monster, one is a virtual tree monster, a good combination!

The monster dubbed the monster, just right. He has begun to give birth to a little expectation.