Chapter 337 My Little Fan
In the end, at the insistence of the film composer, Nan Yue and Sheng Jingheng recorded a total of five times.
By the third time, the best effect has been achieved, and there is only a slight improvement later, and there is not much difference.
But there are several more versions, take it back and listen to it repeatedly, and then you can choose the best and most suitable version.
Before the morning passed, the chorus was successfully recorded, which was completely beyond the expectations of those present.
But in order to keep Nanyue in good condition, when recording that solo, let her take a break first, then have lunch to moisten her throat, and then continue recording in the afternoon.
Sheng Jingheng didn't leave in a hurry, but stayed and had lunch with Nanyue.
The film soundtrack engineer originally wanted to be together, and wanted to chat with the two of them more.
But he was pulled aside by the sound engineer to talk about the post-production of the song.
Nan Yue watched the two tugging, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and then turned back to eat the takeaway bento ordered by the staff.
The advantage of bento is that the quantity is not large, but there are many types, including meat and vegetable side dishes, as well as soup and throat tea.
Each dish is a small box, and it will not affect the taste of each other.
While eating, Nanyue secretly wrote down the name of this restaurant, thinking that he can order here when he is at his residence and has nothing to do.
After a while, I saw that Sheng Jingheng was not in a hurry to eat, but was picking up a box of coriander mixed with coriander in beef.
She blinked and asked, "Ms. Sheng doesn't eat coriander?"
"Well, I just don't eat it, not for any reason." Sheng Jingheng picks one by one slowly, as if he won't eat until he finishes picking.
Nan Yue rested his chin and waited for him to finish picking, and then picked up all the coriander: "Then give it to me, don't waste it."
"You—" Sheng Jingheng looked at her, frowning slightly, not because he thought she couldn't eat it, but because he just picked it up with his own chopsticks.
"It's okay." After Nan Yue understood what he meant, he shook his head and said, "Anyway, you haven't eaten yet, and the chopsticks are still clean."
Sheng Jingheng still didn't raise his brows, and said in a low voice, "It won't be like this in the future."
Seeing his stubbornness, Nan Yue had no choice but to raise his hand and promise: "From now on, I will only help Teacher Sheng with the coriander that he doesn't eat, and I will never touch other people's."
"..." Sheng Jingheng looked at her intently, and then the emotion in his eyes softened a little bit, and finally he was helpless, "Thank you in advance, my little fan."
"Teacher Sheng, eat quickly, it's getting cold!" Nan Yue was afraid that he would make a fuss about it, so he forcibly changed the subject.
Sheng Jingheng lowered his eyes, hid his smile, and formally moved his chopsticks to eat.
When the two of them ate, they didn't like to talk very much, but enjoyed the food very attentively.
I don't know if it's because I eat more times with her, and Sheng Jingheng also has a good habit of basically trying to finish every dish and not wasting too much.
The other side had already eaten, but there was still a lot of food left in the bento. The soundtrack engineer and the sound engineer looked at the two sides, and couldn't help but look at each other, hesitating whether to continue sitting back and eating.
But it was a kind staff who came to help them clean up and served warm tea.
They had no choice but to give up and drink tea to continue chatting.
Not long after, Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng also finished eating, then packed the bento boxes and wiped the table clean.
These are good habits that I have always maintained when I lived together in the small building.
After Nan Yue put it away, he asked casually, "Will Teacher Sheng leave later?"
"Don't go, the driver has gone to work, I guess, I'm going to rub your car."