I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 88 is not the same at all [Thanks to 20190211025841507 for the reward! 】

finally,
After Ran Xiaoyu repeatedly explained that Yu Wenxing only had nine sentences,
And these nine sentences are only 27 words in total.
Even, these 27 words are only six words,

And these 27 characters do not require singing skills at all,
After opening his throat and roaring out,
Chen Zhaoli dubiously read the lyrics again,
After confirming that there is indeed no score written on these words,
Only then did Yu Wenxing be put in.

After imitating Ran Xiaoyu's appearance and putting on the earphones, and making an OK gesture with Chen Zhaoli who was outside the soundproof window, the prelude began.

After listening to the prelude,
Yu Wenxing took off the earphones.

wrong!

Prelude is not like this!
Ran Xiaoyu took off her earphones, looked at Yu Wenxing suspiciously,
"This prelude doesn't seem right." Yu Wenxing shook his head.

"How do you know it's wrong?"

Ran Xiaoyu asked, "Is there a tune that I didn't write well?"

"no,"

Yu Wenxing was embarrassed for a while, he didn't know if a tune was not written well, so he could only say, "It's different from what I imagined."

"What's the difference?"

Ran Xiaoyu asked again.

Yu Wenxing was stunned, how do you want me to express it?

"Forget it, that's it, let's sing first."

Yu Wenxing wants to express,

But it's hard.

After all, he really doesn't have the slightest musical background.

Ran Xiaoyu was a little confused, put on her earphones, and the music continued.

"the vast horizon is my love"

When Ran Xiaoyu sang the first line, Yu Wenxing wanted to take off his earphones again.

Really wrong!

It's not sung like that at all.

But seeing that Ran Xiaoyu was already very intoxicated in it, Yu Wenxing had no choice but to record this time first and talk about it later.

But it’s okay,

The chorus part is consistent with the rhythm in memory.

Yu Wenxing cheered up quickly, and in line with Ran Xiaoyu's voice, at the right time, he yelled fiercely: I know!
This sudden roar startled Chen Zhaoli,
Fortunately, this roar came and went quickly,
Soon, Yu Wenxing roared again: I know!
This time Chen Zhaoli was mentally prepared, but he was not frightened, but he also understood that Ran Xiaoyu was not stupid, why did he bring Yu Wenxing to sing this song together.

Yu Wenxing is simply a tool man.

but
this song

It still tastes bad.

Chen Zhaoli has been doing recordings for many years, and he has also studied the music of the fire in Huaguo a lot.

Can a song become popular?

I probably know something from the recording,
Perhaps this is professional sensitivity.

This song is average.

It's hard to get hot.

But it doesn't matter if he is popular or not, he is happy that Ran Xiaoyu has never been popular, come to his small recording studio to record, and he can still earn a living.

At the end of the song, the two came out, Chen Zhaoli smiled lightly, "It's not bad."

"I listen."

Ran Xiaoyu said,

"I'll listen too."

Yu Wenxing also asked for a headset.

After listening to it about once,
Yu Wenxing feels that this is not the case at all.

Apart from the fact that the two lines he yelled were still a bit authentic, Ran Xiaoyu's part was completely different from the original song.

"What? Not satisfied?"

Ran Xiaoyu felt quite satisfied,
In fact, speaking of it, Ran Xiaoyu's rank on the road of writing songs is similar to that of Yu Wenxing on the road of writing novels.

Probably something like Stubborn Bronze.

This song seems to be written by Ran Xiaoyu,

But in fact, the song and lyrics were given by Yu Wenxing.

Yu Wenxing nodded all the time, "I think it's different from the tune I thought."

"How is it possible?" Ran Xiaoyu didn't believe it, "I wrote the song based on what you sang."

"I sang like that?" Yu Wenxing questioned.

"Correct."

Ran Xiaoyu nodded seriously.

"No way?"

Yu Wenxing was still questioning.

"If you don't believe me, go to the recording studio and sing it again by yourself?"

Ran Xiaoyu pointed inside,

Chen Zhaoli never expected that Ran Xiaoyu would ask Yu Wenxing to do it again, his expression changed drastically, and he hurried to stop it.Before she could speak, Ran Xiaoyu spoke first, "Brother Chen, listen too."

"Sister" Chen Zhaoli wanted to cry.

"It's okay, I can bear it, there is nothing you can't bear."

Ran Xiaoyu looked contemptuous.

"Ok."

After all, Chen Zhaoli didn't have the guts to offend the benefactor, so he listened with restraint.

Okay,

This song is really not difficult,
Even if it is sung by Yu Wenxing's voice,

At least it wasn't like the last song "In the Name of Dad", which was like howling ghosts and wolves.

Yu Wenxing sang while beating the beat with his feet in accordance with the rhythm in his mind.

he feels good,

Singing in a recording studio feels really different,
Maybe this is what it feels like to be professional.

Yu Wenxing closed his eyes, suppressed his voice, and interpreted the song "The Coolest National Style" with his most perfect voice.

After singing,

Yu Wenxing opened his eyes,

He took a cautious look at Chen Zhaoli.

He was afraid that the other party would collapse again,

The last time he directly or indirectly caused someone to have a car accident, Yu Wenxing still felt sorry for it.

Seeing that the other party looked gloomy but not irritable, Yu Wenxing breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the feeling I want. The song I want is like this."

Yu Wenxing said heavily.

"But, this tune is the same as mine, isn't it?"

Ran Xiaoyu's eyes widened with confusion.

"how is this possible?"

Yu Wenxing didn't believe it at all, and glanced at the more professional Chen Zhaoli.

Chen Zhaoli thought for a moment, then nodded seriously, "There is no difference in the tune."

"No way?"

"If you don't believe me, listen to it."

Ran Xiaoyu played the song she just recorded again.

listen carefully,

Yu Wenxing nodded seriously, "I think I sing better!"

"Depend on!"

Ran Xiaoyu was speechless.

Everyone discussed for a long time, but it was still difficult to reach an agreement.

Yu Wenxing insisted that the song he sang was different from the song written by Ran Xiaoyu,
However, after professional appraisal by Ran Xiaoyu and Chen Zhaoli, they found that the song sung by Yu Wenxing and the song written by Ran Xiaoyu were the same.

Yu Wenxing wished so much that he could describe the song in his heart,
But in the end,
He reluctantly gave up.

Only a little lonely echoed, saying: That's it, then left the recording studio.

Outside the recording studio is a lonely road,
The light of the street lamps is not bright enough to make this road look a bit permeable.
Looking at the dark night in the distance, Yu Wenxing suddenly discovered,
sing this way,
It seems to be a bit stuck.

Although there are many songs in my head,
Although after studying, he has been able to distinguish what is Doremi,

But at his current level,

He couldn't even write a single word.

He can only write words.

And a song,
words are important,

Song is more important.

Just like a woman, the connotation is important, but the face is more important.

Only when others understand your face will they have the idea to understand your connotation.

For Yu Wenxing's time-traveling career,

It's starting to get a little blurry.

own billionaire path,
Where is it?

He really didn't want to lose the face of the Space-Time Administration!
(End of this chapter)