bestfiction Chapter 404 is about traditional virtues
Chapter 404 is about traditional virtues
"Well, I'm just used to it; I don't like being too flamboyant."
Jiang Bai followed his lead and gave him a gentle smile.
"Let's hurry up and record, I have to rush to the TV station later."
"Alright! Teacher Baizhi, let's go!"
If he had a tail, Ah Qiang would probably be wagging it high in the sky by now!
Bai Zhi is such a gentle goddess!
Who says that A-list actresses are all divas in private?
It's all a rumor about the goddess Bai Zhi!
We entered the recording studio.
Recording begins.
The first song is titled "Red Wish".
The second poem is titled "How Can I Sigh?"
Jiang Bai had already sung these two songs by heart at the gala.
Sitting in front of the microphone, with his advanced singing skills, he perfectly captured the charm and sorrow of the ancient style.
Ah-Qiang sat in front of the mixing console, wearing headphones, completely absorbed in the music.
"Teacher Bai Zhi is amazing! This is the kind of voice God would give you!"
"Listen, it's even better than last time!"
The last song was "Falling Flowers," which was recorded specifically for Yu Zheng.
Jiang Bai closed his eyes, and the tragic life of Empress Zhang Yan once again surfaced in his mind.
A sense of desolation, a feeling that belonged to the Han Palace, instantly enveloped him. He parted his red lips slightly:
"Flowers are most precious when they bloom; once they fall, they wither away."
"If you miss your blooming season, who can you blame? Flowers need comforting words."
How many times must one cry in a lifetime before one can stop shedding tears?
How many tears must one shed in a lifetime to avoid heartbreak?
Ah Qiang felt a chill run down his spine and straight to his head.
This song is so mysterious!
The sense of destiny conveyed in that melody made this man in his thirties think of the big white goose that died when he was a child... no, it reminded him of the desolation of things changing and people being gone!
In a short while.
click!
Jiang Bai pushed open the door and came out. Seeing that A-Qiang was still wiping away tears, he helplessly handed him a tissue.
"Teacher Qiang, how was the recording?"
"You're more than just capable, Teacher Bai Zhi!"
Ah Qiang blew his nose, his eyes burning with fervor.
"Is this song, 'Falling Flowers,' your new song? It's so beautiful!"
After recording the song.
Jiang Bai didn't linger.
With a reluctant, almost reverent gaze, Ah Qiang climbed into the yellow taxi with license plate number 京8888 and drove away.
Ah Qiang stood at the doorway, watching the yellow figure disappear around the street corner, and let out a long sigh:
"As expected of a goddess, even the car she rides in is so... uh, down-to-earth."
Coming to his senses, A-Qiang immediately pulled out his phone and opened the [Kyoto Top Mixing Engineers Exchange Group].
Dream - A-Qiang:
[Brothers! Goddess Bai Zhi just left! She recorded three more songs! One of them is a new song! Especially that new song, it made me feel so melancholic! That original talent, seriously, those old fogies in the entertainment industry who write those cheesy pop songs should just use them to shine shoes!]
Thunder - Old Red:
[Holy crap! Ah Qiang, did you save tape recorders in your past life? Send me a clip! Quick!]
Dream - A-Qiang:
[You're dreaming! The copyright belongs to them. Besides, you're not bad yourself. Even the goddess Bai Zhi recorded a song at your place before, and you praised her talent.]
Thunder - Old Red:
Actually, cough cough, I'd much rather Goddess Bai Zhi came to my place. Of course, it's because her brother recorded a song here before, and it would be better if the whole family were together. Absolutely no other meaning!
Dream - A-Qiang:
[Pshaw! Just admit you were attracted by Bai Zhi's beauty! But Bai Zhi is truly stunning in person, and has a wonderful personality too!]
.......
After leaving the dream recording studio.
Jiang Bai slumped into the back seat of the rented car and let out a long sigh of relief.
I just finished recording three songs at Dream Studio.
Thanks to her superb singing skills, the recording process was as smooth as Dove chocolate.
Originally, Jiang Bai also wanted to record two other songs.
Jiang Bai glanced down at the two top-tier divine songs shimmering with golden light in the system's inventory.
"Later" and "Invisible Wings".
But he thought about it.
Such an epic work requires the most profound collision of souls.
Although Ah Qiang's studio is cozy, the equipment is still a bit lacking in quality.
He wants to leave these two songs to the top-notch production team in the system to add to the album.
Use the most extravagant arrangement and the most expensive post-production to perfectly recreate that soul-stirring quality!
[System: ...Zun Du is fake? When did the host become so meticulous?]
Jiang Bai's face froze for a second, then his composure crumbled instantly, followed by two dry chuckles:
"Ahem... well, it's mainly because that team's rewards were from a mission, so it didn't cost any money."
"Since I can hire the world's top team for free, why should I waste a few hundred dollars on post-production for these two songs?"
"If those three songs weren't unsuitable for the album, I would have saved money by including them."
[As expected of your host. I knew it. In the realms of 'stinginess' and 'getting things for free,' you've already achieved dual godhood.]
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Stingy? Freeloading?"
"I call this thrift! Thrift is a traditional virtue!"
Jiang Bai rolled his eyes and confidently shifted to a more comfortable position in the back seat.
Not long after, the taxi stopped at the back door of the hotel.
Jiang Bai immediately got out of the car and went back to his room to change.
Ten minutes later.
When Jiang Bai reappeared in the hotel lobby, his casual clothes were gone.
Instead, she wore a yellow fitted dress.
That bright color stood out vividly on the streets of Kyoto in late autumn.
Beneath the hem of her skirt, layers of fine white lace lace were faintly visible, undulating like waves with her every step.
His long, ink-black hair was styled into a princess-style updo using advanced braiding techniques, adorned with a matching yellow silk bow.
[Ding! Host detected 'Dream of the Yellow Butterfly' appearance activated. 13 points of charm are continuously burning away the sanity of passersby!]
Jiang Bai straightened his collar in the mirror in the hotel lobby, looked at his reflection—a reflection that was so beautiful it seemed almost divine—and smiled with satisfaction.
"I'm so beautiful, I look good in anything!"
[Ding! Isn't he handsome? Host has revealed his true feelings!]
"You don't understand, this is called generously praising myself."
"Are you trying to hide something and say I'm not pretty? Pshaw, I'm both handsome and beautiful!"
Jiang Bai, without blushing at all, retorted.
One minute later.
The taxi with license plate 京8888 started up again, carrying this walking humanoid succubus to Kyoto TV station.