Now even if Tang Yu wants to say that it's too late to change the time.

"Sister, put on the earplugs quickly. I don't know how bad the voice is going to come out later."

Jiang Min deliberately took out a pair of earplugs and shouted.

Staff smell words also slightly can not check the frown, careful exploratory way.

"Miss Gu, have you recorded before?"

"I used to play when I was a kid."

Gu jiuci answered sincerely, but the staff didn't listen to the meaning of Gu jiuci. They thought that Gu jiuci had no professional singing experience.

The other side suddenly showed a headache expression, but the expression soon disappeared.

"Go ahead and sing it. We'll try our best to help you even if it's hard to hear."

"Then thank you."

Gu jiuci didn't plan to explain any more, so he went in and put on the earphone.

As soon as she went in, the staff outside immediately complained.

"It seems that there is another one who wants to sing but is not fully pentatonic. We have to work overtime tonight."

The staff's voice was not loud, but it was enough to be heard throughout the room.

A quietly and Tang Yu looked at each other, and lowered their heads awkwardly. A quietly even began to pray with his hands together.

"Amitabha, please don't sing too hard..."

at this time, the door of the big room just opened, and a man who looks only 30 years old and dressed like a rock singer in his twenties came in.

This man is the pop godfather of Chinese music, yuan zewen. As soon as he enters, everyone stands up.

"Uncle yuan, I thought you were not here today!"

Jiang Yuan immediately cried out, and took the initiative to hold yuan zewen's arm. She was very happy.

In recent years, uncle yuan disliked the poor new force of Chinese music, and was unwilling to make records for others. This time, she was recording songs, saying that she would try to move yuan zewen.

If yuan zewenken agrees to record her album, then her position in the music world will go up to a higher level...

"your mother said hello specially. I always want to listen to your recording. How about the sample of a le and Jiang Yuan? Let me hear how much progress has been made... "

yuan zewen said with a smile, and he was very kind to Jiang Yuan.

"I can't believe that the music godfather, who has always been cold and inhumane, is so gentle to Jiang Yuan. It seems that he values Jiang Yuan very much."

Tang Yu frowned and said.

At this time, the staff were busy looking for a sample of Jiang Yuan. Almost everyone turned around around with Jiang Yuan as the center, and no one noticed Gu jiuci.

"Brother yuan, this is a sample of Yuanyuan. Listen to it."

The staff immediately and enthusiastically handed the earphone to yuan zewen. Even if Tang Yu wanted to remind the staff that he could not plug in his mouth, he could only bear to wait for yuan zewen to finish listening to Jiang Yuan's song.

"Well, I'll listen."

"The west wind night, the cold moon......"

yuan zewen picked up the earphone, just about to put it on, suddenly a distant and soft voice came from the studio in the middle of the room.

In this second, everyone subconsciously held their breath and looked inside.

Through a glass, Gu jiuci is singing with her eyes closed. She doesn't know what's going on outside. She remembers the skills that her mother taught her when she was a child and interprets the feelings of the song with her own experience.

"Ah Ci's voice is like an angel. When you grow up, you will become a singer even more powerful than your mother!"

"Mom, when I become a singer, will I be able to perform with you?"

In my memory, my mother is always beautiful and gentle.

In the outside of the studio,

yuan zewen seems to have been fixed, and she keeps her eyes on Gu jiuci. Jiang Yuan frowns hard, and her intuition is not good.

Didn't you say you didn't sing much? What about this voice?