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    date="2021-10-08"

    title="Chapter 48-The Forty-Eighth Day Left"

    weight="139573"

    series = ["The Entertainment Industry Waits For Our Divorce"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Since receiving the task of singing interludes, Liang Yan is practicing singing every day after the end of the play, but other people practice singing in an upright manner, and she usually finds a place to practice secretly and hides alone, at most Jiang Jiang. Mu was there to accompany her.

    Liang Yan met the producer several times on the set, and he smiled and asked her how she was doing her singing. She looked at ease with her. Many actresses in the circle have recorded the theme songs of their TV series. For actors, of course, they can’t be required by the standards of professional singers. Moreover, the songs that the crew can rest assured to sing by the actors are generally simple in melody, so they are basically recorded. It's easier, the actress sings so many times, and then the tuner fixes it again later and it's done.

    Liang Yan suddenly wanted to dig a hole on the spot to bury himself.

    It’s so good to bury, you don’t need to sing when you bury it.

    ...

    In the studio lounge, Liang Yan listened to a short recording of his own singing, and then sat down on the sofa dejectedly, covered in low air pressure.

    Jiang Mu poured her a glass of water and couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't be discouraged, even if you can't sing well, you still have to trust the tuner's skills."

    Liang Yan lowered his head and scratched his hands: "It won't sound awkward to repair it. If the sound is useful, what do you want the singer to do."

    "It's not bad, it's really not bad," Jiang Mu vowed, "It's just not on the tune, and it's not bad."

    To be honest, every time Liang Yan sang the lyrics seriously, her mouth opened wide, and if she didn't listen to the voice, she would even think she sang well. However, when she heard the song, it was clear that her timbre was clear and sweet. But there is not a word in the tune, like the kindergarten children learning to sing for the first time, running out of tune and running so cute.

    The out-of-tune singing is accompanied by a serious expression, and suddenly there is an indescribable smile and a sense of cuteness.

    When Jiang Mu tasted the laughter and cuteness in Liang Yan's singing, he was taken aback by himself, and he began to suspect that his fan filter was too thick.

    Liang Yan looked at Jiang Mu up and down, staring at Jiang Mu all over his body, and couldn't help covering his collar: "You, what do you want to do?"

    Liang Yan thought that he had never heard Jiang Mu sing: "Why don't you sing a few words?"

    Jiang Mu breathed a sigh of relief, took the lyrics in Liang Yan's hand, and tried to sing a few sentences.

    "How is it?" he asked expectantly after he finished singing.

    After listening to Liang Yan, he finally realized what kind of torture it was for Jiang Mu to listen to her singing every day, and he sighed long, "Forget it."

    ——

    Liang Yan always thought that when he was in the leisure time of the crew, no one noticed that he secretly went to a small corner to practice songs. Until one day, a secretly filmed video was suddenly exploded.

    In the video, Liang Yan is sitting on the pony sack, wearing headphones, holding a score in his hand, and tapping his toes gently to the beat.

    When she listened to the melody, she suddenly put her finger on the score sheet, then spoke, and sang along.

    The video of Liang Yan singing on the set was sent out by a marketing account, with the text "The soul singing of a certain confidante star, everyone comes to the product (remember to turn down the volume). Pick nose.jpg"

    This is a Weibo with obvious sourness and irony. The death song is a big mockery for the female stars who try their best to make themselves perfect online. There are often writers who make a fuss about it. "The patient was going to die. Hearing the xxx song on the TV, he came alive and turned off the TV."

    At the beginning of the video, Yan Ba ​​female star Liang Yan, wearing headphones on her head, holding the lyrics in her hand, nodded gently to the rhythm of the headphones.

    Then, when she listened to the melody, she suddenly put her finger on the score paper, spoke, and sang along.

    "After meeting you, my world suddenly became colorful, and your smile was so bright, dotted with my dark night, so I knew what a heartbeat is, at the moment of meeting..."

    The video lasted 30 seconds, and the singing of the female star Yan Ba ​​lasted for 25 seconds.

    It’s like saying rap, and it’s like shouting wheat. It expresses love and sincere feelings, but the tone is like a cloud of intangible clouds. From the moment you speak, it drifts farther and farther, from the North Pole to the South Pole, and then Flew to the Sahara again, in just twenty-five seconds, but it seemed like traveling around the world.

    At the end of the video, the female star Yanba seemed to realize that she was singing and cleared her throat coughing coughingly. When she wanted to speak again, the video stopped abruptly.

    A wailing in the comment area:

    [Ouuuuu mother, I finally came alive...]

    [Oh my god I just experienced something, I almost can't suck it. 】

    [Ah my ears! 】

    Then, several marketing accounts seemed to have been booked, and Liang Yan’s secret shots were released successively, and the Weibo copywriting was varied, but at the end, the warm reminder "remember to turn down the volume before clicking on the video" was attached.

    Soon, the most representative entry: #梁烟唱在証明明# on the hot search list.

    This is the first negative hot search after Liang Yan Xiaohuo. Liang Yan knew that he was memorizing tomorrow's lines at home when he was on the hot search. Suddenly, he received an urgent call from Jiang Mu: "My God, you were secretly photographed!"

    Liang Yan scolded an swear word when he saw the video.

    Who is so shameless to take pictures of her secretly.

    Jiang Mu carefully studied those marketing accounts: "I guess who bought these marketing accounts and deliberately hacked you, otherwise they won't be posted."

    The secret Liang Yan had been cautiously concealing was picked up and exposed to the sun. She was so angry that she said, "Who is trying to black me out?"

    Jiang Mu shook his head: "It's hard to tell."

    Liang Yan's popularity has skyrocketed these days. There are countless fans in variety shows due to her personality and beauty. Although she married and divorced Lu Lincheng, she is actually not very old and her face is original. Although her acting skills are still to be studied, it seems to some people that she is already The threat is not small. It's hard to say that it wasn't because someone in the circle looked at her unpleasantly, and deliberately bought the marketing account to explode her. This time when the death song came out, Liang Yan would definitely have to be ridiculed again.

    Liang Yan couldn't listen to singing by herself, and panicked a lot: "Then what should I do now? My fan, my wolf teeth won't be powdered, ah!" She grabbed a handful of hair and said, "Candid photo of the whole family, angry I'm dead!"

    On the hot search of #梁烟唱 in cluelife#, almost everyone is looking forward to what Liang Yanfen’s reaction will be.

    After all, this fan group has just been formed, but the vitality is strong and the adhesion is super high, and the male fans with strong combat effectiveness rarely occupy half of the country. Who can imagine such a fan group, and sometimes even can compete with the fan circle fog Lu Lincheng powder, Fans of ex-wife and ex-husband fell in love and killed each other.

    After a while, the avatars and nicknames were obviously users of Liang Yan's fans, and they appeared one after another under Liang Yan's singing Weibo released by the marketing account, which was obviously a prelude to the start of control reviews.

    The atmosphere was very tense at one time. This is the first time Liang Yanfen showed his fighting power to people other than Lu Lincheng fans, but the fan reviews have not been controlled, and marketing accounts began to ridicule "Some fans, don’t donate their ears to people in need. ".

    The next one is seconded.

    Finally, Liang Yan’s surging fans expressed their opinions about Liang Yan’s singing video, under the attention of everyone, in the expectation of everyone——

    Step aside! Let's laugh first!

    Everyone waiting to eat melon slammed the brakes:? ? ?

    What, how do you fat four? !

    Liang Yanfen's control and evaluation was completed quickly, and the control and evaluation were neatly controlled under the Weibo of the marketing account:

    [Hahahaha my god Liang Yan singing is too ugly! 】

    [The people who eat melons give way first, let us fans laugh at first hahahahahahaha]

    [Sure enough, God is fair, I am so beautiful and beautiful, but singing is so unpleasant hahahahahahaha]

    [But I think Yanyan looks so serious and out of tune is really cute! 】

    [Yes, yes, she is really serious, but she still runs out of tune hahahahahahaha]

    [Liang Yan is sound crazy, Baike says this seems to be a natural genetic defect, there is no way to change 2333333]

    [Liang. Soul singer. Life in the clue. Smoke]

    [Oh, I want to use Yanyan’s song as an alarm, and I’m sure to wake up every morning. 】

    [Above, great idea! 】

    [Are you the devil who is the alarm hahahahahahaha]

    Liang Yan twitched his expression, watching his fans "hahahahahahaha" under the marketing account.

    She, what kind of fans did she attract?

    Uuu, her fans also laughed at her for singing badly.

    Jiang Mu leaned forward with a smile.

    What's more rare is that passers-by have gradually begun to speak up.

    [Actually, it’s okay to sing badly, Liang Yan is not a singer. 】

    [Only I think she looks cute with a serious and out-of-tune hahaha]

    [Turn off the sound, she looks cute when she sings. 】

    [I rely on me fucking seems to be fanned by Liang Yan's death song. 】

    [Actually, I also have a little...]

    The people on the film "Benevolence" also saw the singing video of Liang Yan's soul singer, and they realized that the person who promised to sing the episode with his chest was a sound idiot.

    It's embarrassing for her to practice singing so hard every day.

    Liang Yan received a call from the producer.

    The producer was obviously smiling and talking: "Liang Yan, about this episode..."

    Liang Yan was worried, but he was slightly relieved. She would definitely not want her to sing an episode when she wanted to make the film. She was finally relieved.

    Liang Yan: "It's okay, I don't actually..."

    The producer interrupted her: "You continue to sing, you must sing, this song is for you, no one else can sing it."

    Liang Yan was caught off guard: "Why, why?"

    Producer: "Several music studios have contacted us and want to contract your post-production sound repairs for free. Once the repairs are completed, it will be their signature."

    Liang Yan: "………………"

    ——

    It was through this hot search that Lu Lincheng learned that Liang Yan was going to sing an episode of her play, and there was a group of cohesive and witty fans.

    Lu Lincheng closed his eyes slightly, and Liang Yan's death song when he sang his song seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

    What is the name of Liang Yan's fan?

    Spikes?

    Lu Lincheng has a trumpet that is not very useful. He searched it and found "the gathering place of fangs".

    He looked at the fan group and clicked "Apply to Join".

    After a while, the fan group audited it and showed that it failed.

    "Why?" Lu Lincheng couldn't help but ask the group manager in a private message.

    The group manager looked at this number similar to the Zombie, and he was sure that he would never give him a look before, but it may be idle today, and even replied to this "Zombie" question.

    "Don't talk about anything else, just one. You don't have a video of singing and singing."

    "You don't even dare to listen to Liang Yan's song, but you still talk about liking Liang Yan."

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