Chapter 76: Come out and mix it up, sooner or later

After pressing the last key, John Burns exhaled slowly. This is the song. As long as Angela is familiar with these songs, the recording can be carried out immediately. There is no doubt that this girl's musical talent is surprising, of course, in some ways it makes people laugh and cry.
such as? For example, at the beginning, she actually asked to play three different pieces of music with three different instruments in ep! God, this is ep, not a record! Besides, even pure music records also have the main instrument instead of playing different music with different instruments. If you do as she says, this record will fail completely, even if she has mastered every instrument At first, when the staff of the studio heard this request, they all saw ghosts, including themselves.
Fortunately, after my own explanation, the little girl readily agreed to the amendment, and apologized to everyone. Her tongue was really cute, but looking at her, she didn't know about pure music records. So why did she insist on releasing a pure music record?
John shrugged and turned up the score in front of him. At his suggestion, Angela chose the piano, so he designed three piano songs for the girl, one classic, one jazz, and one will be in the last ep. "Big World" is adapted, so that it has a classic flavor, combined with modernity, and can also make people remember the last record, it will definitely arouse people's interest.
"Let you wait a long time, Mr. John." Angela's voice came from the doorway, she covered her lower abdomen, her face was a little pale, and she didn't have any extra expression.
John didn't notice this, but let the seat go: "It doesn't matter, it won't be too long, and there will be the last one. Once you are fully familiar with it, we can start recording."
"Okay, no problem." Angela sat at the piano, thinking for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Mr. John, what is mmc?"
"Oh, that's short for Mickey Mouse Club," John explained, and then asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. When I went to the bathroom just now, I met two girls and they asked me if I was a new member of mmc." Angela shrugged.
"Oh, the Mickey Mouse Club is a multiplayer group established by the parent company in 1989, usually children aged 8 to 13. They tour the country, sing, dance and so on. Today they come here to record records because of members Numbers are not constant, and children often join halfway, so they will ask you like that. "
"It sounds funny." Angela touched her chin.
"Do you want to join? You will definitely be the lead singer, and there are many kids in the club who are also fans of Miss Am." John said jokingly.
"Come on, Mr. John, do you think such a combination will have strong vitality?" The girl pouted.
"What? What do you see?" John was slightly surprised.
"Multiplayer group, but the number is not fixed, people often join or quit, and they are all children under the age of 13," Angela looked at the music director with a smile, "I don't believe you can't see it."
John shrugged: "Well, I admit that this combination can last up to two years. To be honest, I had opposed it from the beginning, but unfortunately I'm just a little music director."
Then he waved his hand: "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's go back to the last song, the piano version of" Big World ", this is the score I wrote. You try to play it once, then Let's discuss it again, shall we? "
"Why not choose" My name is Elaine "? It is said that my ep was also bought well in Europe because of the French version of this song, and even occupied the top position on the French music charts for several weeks." Angela asked.
"But in the United States, the popularity of" Big World "is much higher than that of" My name is Elaine ". The contract we signed is to sell this record to 1 platinum in the country." John said with a smile.
"Okay, I know." The girl shrugged and started to play, but at the moment the knock came and a young man appeared at the door: "Excuse me, Mr. Burns, mmc. Something went wrong, can you come and see? "
John frowned, and then said, "Well, I'll come."
Then he turned to Angela: "I'm sorry, Miss Angela, please wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
"Okay, sir." Angela nodded.
The music director stepped out, went to the recording studio, and waited until the recording room to know that it was just a dumb staff member who had mistaken the song the child wanted to sing. I haven't seen the call back several times. As a last resort, I had to ask the director to take a look.
John was very dissatisfied with this, he reprimanded them fiercely, and then left the studio after they organized the children and officially started recording.
"I don't want this to happen again." This was his warning before leaving.
What a fool. He murmured as he walked, and then after walking outside the music room, he heard a rush of music, like a wasp buzzing, but with a rhythm, it felt another rhythm.
Flight of the Bumblebee? No, no, it's just like that, would it be ... that? !! impossible! John, who was a little dull, hurriedly and carefully opened the door. Angela was waving her arms in front of the piano to play the tune. She was sweating all over her head, her chest was constantly undulating, as if she had exhausted her whole body, her hands. It has been swayed to the extreme. Every time it falls on the black key, it is so fast that people can't see it. Finally, after a fierce note sounded, the girl suddenly raised her hand and did not play it again, but it was full of A smile of relief appeared on the sweaty face.
John, who had been so stunned, came back to God at this time, walked to Angela, and hesitated before asking: "enduring_movement?"
Angela, who was still breathing, smiled and nodded, seeing she was happy.
"God!" John felt dizzy. "This is a piano!"
In fact, although "Infinite Motion" is all played with black keys, you need extremely high skills to play with both hands, but it is not that no one has done it, but Angela is only 12 years old. Although she only played most of them, but also It's shocking enough.
"It's a pity that I couldn't finish it," said Angela, who was angry, pointing her finger, and there was a smile on her face. "But I finally bounced the fourth measure, you know it always stuck here. Thanks to the atmosphere here. "
"I'm already surprised at your musical talent, but you actually gave me a surprise. I really don't know what to say," John shook his head. "To be honest, Angela, I think you should read music Academy."
"Why? Haven't the teachers who taught me before been professional enough?" Angela asked.
"Of course not, but the conservatory has the best atmosphere, where your talent can be fully utilized!" John said seriously.
Angela raised her hand and watched her fingers move a few times, shrugging unwillingly: "let's talk."
The music director roughly guessed some of her thoughts. After thinking about it, she took her hand and raised it in front of her. "You don't have to worry, you see, you haven't grown up yet. Your hands are very beautiful. When you mature, your fingers will definitely become slender, and then you may be able to pop up the full "Infinite Motion".
"Becoming more slender?" Angela asked suddenly.
"Yes, if your fingers are long enough, there will be a lot of advantages." John was talking, and suddenly found that the girl's face was somehow red, her eyes moved, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"What's wrong?" The music director asked strangely.
"No ... nothing!" The girl said veiled, and quickly changed the subject. "Well, Mr. John, let's return to this last song."
"No, no, Angela," John interrupted quickly. "Through what you just played, I now have a new idea, so try it!"

"I thought it would take some time for you to end, my dear." Frank, who was sitting in the cab, was about to start, and looked at the niece who sat in.
"In fact, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out until dinner if there are no accidents." Angela, who was sitting in the back, said a little tired.
"Really?" Frank said, looking at Spiro, who was sitting in the co-pilot.
"The music director wants to readjust the plan. He said that Miss Mason's ability can be used for a subversive performance." Spyroyan raised the plan that was no longer in the hands of Yang.
"Subversive performance? Dear Kris, you can be pleasantly surprised wherever you go." Frank shook his hair and moved the car, as if jealous.
"Well, well, just say what you want to say. Anyway, you have already gone to Los Angeles to invest." Angela replied weakly.
"According to the information I collected," Sleepless in Seattle "has about 180 million box offices in the United States. So, my dear, I changed my mind, and you promised that my script could not be lower than this number." Frank put The hands on the steering wheel kept clapping.
And Angela rolled her eyes: "My God, don't you understand movies, eh? The box office of a movie is good or bad, it has many factors, and the script is just one of them. I watched some "Sleep" film reviews, most of the praise focus on the acting skills of Mr. Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan, and my script only mentioned a little bit, most said that using "Jade League" to guide the development of the story is good Ideas, that's all. "
"Then you mean that Julie's acting skills are not as good as those of Miss Ryan?" Wu Liangyi glanced at the rearview mirror with a joke, waiting for this sentence.
The little girl got stuck and stared at herself for a long while before lamenting: "Can I say this later when I am in trouble?"
"Trouble? How about telling me?"
"No, you don't want to listen."
"Oh dear, don't you say how you know I don't want to listen."
Angela rolled her eyes again, and then rubbed her teeth, behind him: "Do you really want to know?"
"Of course, maybe I can help you."
"Okay," the little girl took a deep breath. "I have dysmenorrhea!"
Click! Mr. Sparrow, who had been sitting in the co-pilot position, said nothing with a pencil and wrote something on the paper, pierced the paper in his hand.
At the same time, with a creak, the car came to a sudden brake on the street. Fortunately, there were not many other cars, and maybe there was an accident. Without paying attention, the little girl who almost ran into something while braking could not help crying: "God, I'm already terrible. Could it make me worse than this?"
"Hey, Chris, what did you just say? Pain ... dysmenorrhea? How did you ..." And Frank hadn't responded by then.
"After menarche, girls will have dysmenorrhea in most cases. Need me to explain to you what is ebb and why is dysmenorrhea? Hey?" Said Angela, lying on her back and gritting her teeth.
"Oh, no ... no, dear ... I just ... I just didn't expect you to be a big girl." Frank stuttered.
"I didn't expect it, of course, how do you want it, how could men want it! They don't know the taste of dysmenorrhea at all, they just say, OK, it will be OK soon. This doesn't make any sense, God should let Men often feel this way too! "As if venting, Angela spoke with extreme resentment, the poor uncle was regarded as a scapegoat, and the atmosphere did not dare to say it. Fortunately, Mr. Sparrow interjected at this time:" Two, we stop now It's in the middle of the road. If you don't go, the police will come. "
The little girl was silent, and sat back on the seat, feeling sullen. Frank was relieved. It seems that some women say that dysmenorrhea is as unreasonable as menopause. Of course, he dare not say this. It's time to say no, start the car and move on.
Angela didn't actually think about it, but she lost control by accident. She had a lot of dysmenorrhea at the moment. Just now at the record company, she went to the bathroom several times because of her lower abdomen pain. It was because of dysmenorrhea. I would play "Infinite Motion" and want to distract myself, so I accidentally broke through the fourth bar, and the atmosphere that I talked to John was purely nonsense.
Damn woman! What not to do to be a woman! God, God, Buddha, and Jade Emperor are all Angela covered her belly and scolded all the gods in her heart, but what's the use of scolding? If you scold it, you can make yourself feel better. Swearing will make you a man again?
Therefore, the girl could only bite her lips and sit back in the seat. She knew that she was still pretty good. After menarche, she replenished a lot of relevant knowledge. Now she can only be regarded as mild dysmenorrhea, and she must stay in bed for severe Rest, maybe even pain relief measures can not be relieved! Moreover, this is a normal phenomenon. Every woman may have primary dysmenorrhea after menarche. If you don't pay attention to the body later, because the woman's disease becomes secondary dysmenorrhea, it will be really life-threatening. Thinking of such a situation to accompany her for at least a few decades in the future, she didn't feel a little sad, how could it be so difficult to be a woman?
By the way, the book says that dysmenorrhea usually takes 2 to 3 years after menarche. Why does it only start in more than ten days? Angela was a little strange, but then she thought of the night two days after menopause. Will it be ... because ... masturbating by myself? The girl blushed, but then smiled bitterly, I'm afraid it was a little bit related.
Come out and mix, and really want to pay back!
(Today is a big chapter, so there are birds in the wood at night ~~ Also, I will go to the grave tomorrow, I do n’t know when I will be back, and I have a draft, so tomorrow ’s update may be late, or maybe not, please forgive me ~ Another: there are birds in the essence, sorry everyone ~) 2k novel reading network