“That girl from that spring.

She is on the street, and I am at the end of the street.

Her eyes were filled with admiration, and my youth was penetrated."

...

Li Xingmao played and sang.

His voice was a bit vicissitudes, and every word he sang in his voice had a different emotion.

It's a bit reminiscent of the girl I once had a crush on.

Brother Lu, who was sitting there, nodded slightly.

"This song has a good melody and is sang well, so it's all right."

Brother Lu gave an evaluation.

This evaluation sounds like that.

But those who are familiar with Brother Lu know that this is already an extremely rare comment.

More people, in Brother Lu, get garbage evaluations, and more of them have no interest in making Brother Lu say comments at all.

"I heard that it took Xingmao more than a year to make this song, and he modified it more than a hundred times just by lyrics."

The girl sitting there couldn't help but feel a little happy and proud when she heard Brother Lu's comments.

She glanced at Lin Nan over there: "What do you think? How?"

There was a little bit of inquiries in her eyes, but in fact, what she couldn't hide was a feeling of watching the show.

Li Xingmao's song is quite good after singing it.

At least it is much better than the guys who haven't even entered the singer's door.

If it is promoted slightly, it may be popular.

"This song, well, is OK."

Lin Nan lowered his head and was looking at his cell phone.

After listening to Li Xingmao's song in the headphones, he didn't listen to it seriously.

This is not perfunctory.

But Lin Nan found that there were many problems.

"For you, is it just a ok review?"

The girl raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and her face looked quite dissatisfied: "Brother Lu gave a comment because Brother Lu had high requirements."

"But why do you give only a ok evaluation?"

She was very unhappy.

She felt that this kid was a little too arrogant and the score was a bit big.

Brother Lu, who was on the other hand, also looked at Lin Nan, but said nothing.

"This song sounds OK, but there are many problems."

Lin Nan put away his cell phone and looked dull.

"question?"

Li Xingmao, who was walking out of the recording studio, happened to hear Lin Nan's words and immediately looked at him.

If he was evaluated by a professional person like Brother Lu, Li Xingmao might be able to accept it humbly.

But the boy in front of him.

He looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Looks young.

Just like this guy, where did he get such a big tone? Evaluate his songs?

"Then tell me, what's wrong with my song?"

Li Xingmao's calm voice was restrained and his emotions were restrained.

Brother Lu was working on equipment there, and he didn't take Lin Nan's words seriously.

In his eyes.

Lin Nan and Li Xingmao, these two people are rookies pecking at each other.

"I won't talk about the melody or lyrics, I will only talk about the most critical point."

Lin Nan looked at Li Xingmao, his eyes neither humble nor arrogant: "Your song has less emotions, and it is difficult to really touch people's hearts."

mood.

Hear these two words.

Brother Lu was making the device and pausing slightly.

He turned his head in surprise and looked at Lin Nan sitting beside him.

"You said my song has no emotions?"

Li Xingmao immediately became angry when he heard this: "You said you have no emotions, because you can't hear it!"

"Because I can't hear it, your song failed."

Lin Nan shook his head.

This is very arrogant, but it makes sense.

Li Xingmao was about to get angry, but Brother Lu said.

"The lyrics and melody are indeed OK, but when he sang, he really lacked emotions and was not fully devoted to it."

"So the problem is not songs, but Li Xingmao himself."

Brother Lu's tone was very shallow. He leaned there, lit a cigarette, and looked at Lin Nan more.

"It depends on your young age, but it is a bit amazing to be able to express the key points of emotions."

"By this alone, if the song you sing later is not very good, I will let you leave with a decent look and will not scold you."

Brother Lu smiled.

The girl next to her was a little dissatisfied.

She originally wanted to stand up for Li Xingmao.

But when she heard Brother Lu say something, she swallowed it back.

At this moment, I had to glar at Lin Nan fiercely.

"Since you said so, aren't you very emotional in your song?"

"Then I'm going to listen carefully!"

The girl spoke angrily, with many warnings in her eyes.

Li Xingmao also walked over, stood there, looking down at Lin Nan sitting: "Brother Lu said so, even if I didn't sing well."

"Now I'm out, it's your turn to go in."

"Come on, let me see what kind of songs you are as old as you can sing!"

Li Xingmao was also filled with anger.

If it were somewhere else, he would have had an attack.

But for Brother Lu, he didn't dare.

"Um."

Lin Nan didn't say anything nonsense, stood up, took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to Brother Lu.

"Just follow the accompaniment inside, just follow the order."

Brother Lu took it.

"I really think that's the case. Could it be that you got your accompaniment from the Internet?"

The girl curled her lips.

Lin Nan didn't talk nonsense to her, and walked into the recording studio alone.

"I want to see what song this guy can sing."

Li Xingmao was unhappy and sat in Lin Nan's position just now.

He turned his head and looked at Brother Lu. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with Brother Lu's expression.

"Brother Lu, what's wrong? Are you?"

"You're not feeling well?"
To be continued...