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Chapter 27 Who recorded the demo?

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    "Is there still a fake?"

    Gao Qiang said.

    "Then why do I feel that he is more sophisticated than us? Could it be that the times have changed, and the kids in high school are all so powerful now?"

    The boy was a little moved, and seemed a little admired.

    "Let's ask about the printed things first, it's getting late."

    Gao Qiang hurriedly gave orders.

    At the same time, I found Wang Han who came out on Sunday with great difficulty. He returned home at five o'clock in the afternoon, had a simple meal, and finally found He Yuting, chatting and going to school together.

    At the same time, the Art Department of the University of Finance and Economics

    "Chen Xue, is that kid a senior in high school?"

    In the art department, Chen Xue was sitting over there, playing with her mobile phone.

    A boy asked.

    "Well, he's a senior in high school." Chen Xue smiled, "It's very interesting, and her eloquence is also good. If you are in our school, you must receive it from the art department."

    Chen Xue is not only the vice chairman of the student union, but also the old minister of the art department. In addition, she is also a guitarist in the band at the bottom of the box in the art department, so she is often stationed in the art department.

    All those who play music are rich, so Chen Xue and others' family backgrounds are all well-off.

    Just like what Wang Han said, a Newman microphone costs 30,000 yuan. This is not only something that can be done with a little money, but also the middle class of this era, and it must be the richer type of family.  .

    "You won't be looking at him because he is handsome, so you will fall in love with him, right?"

    A boy joked.

    "It's so interesting, but I don't know if people are interested in me, and I don't know if I will be admitted to this school, so I am very sad."

    Chen Xue said it half-jokingly.

    "Yo, are you really into it?"

    Soon, there was a burst of laughter from the art department.

    "Okay, stop joking. Let's clean up and go to the cafeteria to eat."

    Chen Xue stood up.

    At this moment, in the recording studio, a boy is sitting in front of the computer, seeming to be working on something.

    Subconsciously, the boy dragged the dry sound that Wang Han had just recorded into the recycle bin. The dry sound was named after time, so it was naturally a random audio recording.

    Otherwise, according to the habit here, it will be marked after the recording, so he deleted it directly.

    But after thinking about it, he still took out the dry audio from the recycle bin, put on his earphones, double-clicked the audio in the wav lossless format, and tried to listen to it. He was afraid that he might accidentally delete some important file.

    "Wandering on the road

    Do you want to go via via

    Fragile and proud

    That was what I looked like

    ? Boiling, restless

    Where are you going via via

    enigmatic, silent

    Are you really listening to the story"

    At this moment, the boy who was going to put it in the trash can after trying to listen, slowly sat up straight, and then quickly turned up the volume.

    Even the originally very casual expression appeared a bit dignified.

    "I have crossed mountains, rivers and seas

    also through the sea of ??people

    I used to have it all

    In the blink of an eye, it all drifts away like smoke

    I was lost and disappointed and lost all direction

    Until you see the ordinary is the only answer"

    The clear male voice hits my ears, but the melody is not very good.

    However, the singing gave people that feeling, as if they had known each other, and it aroused everyone's inner resonance.

    Coupled with the guitar accompaniment, for a while, the boy was fascinated by listening, as if he had forgotten his purpose, which was to save the project and then shut down.

    Even when the life in the recording sang "I was once lost, disappointed and lost all direction", the boy's eyes blurred subconsciously.

    After the demo was over, the boy sat alone in front of the computer for a long time without saying a word.

    Very exciting!

    A rare song that resonated with him!

    Afterwards, he stood up abruptly, and blurted out: "Who recorded this demo?"

    "What demo?" Another boy from the art department said, "Let you save the project for a while, and simply clean up. Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner."

    "No, the song on the desktop?, who recorded the demo?  "

    The boy repeated, with a solemn expression.

    "I know, it was recorded and played by that kid in the third year of high school this afternoon. He said he wrote the song himself. It sounds pretty good, but he only recorded a part of the verse and chorus. What's wrong?"

    The boy who had recorded Wang Han before said something casually.

    "Are you sureis his original?!"

    Even the tone of his speech became a little dignified.

    "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

    The boy who was recording was stunned for a moment, then raised his head.

    Everyone in the art department also raised their heads.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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