Chapter 652 (1/2)

For Mo Kaixuan's post, Xiao Yunhai had already seen it when he came back to his room after the shaqing banquet.

To this, he just smile, did not make any reply.

He knew that his best way to deal with it was silence, because Mo Kaixuan was not comparable to Xiao Yunhai in terms of achievements or qualifications.

If he argued with Mo Kaixuan on the homepage, I'm afraid those who have nothing to worry about should give him a label of disrespect for his predecessors.

It would be even more impossible for him to agree with Mo Kaixuan.

Moreover, he felt that Mo Kaixuan's posting was also for his own comeback, and Xiao Yunhai would not be fooled. He fell into a war of abuse in vain, and finally made the other party cheap.

The next day, Xiao Yunhai followed Ye Yongren to a building called the voice of the emperor.

The most famous recording studio in the mainland of China is the city of music, which has opened all over the country. But here in Xiangjiang, it can't be called in.

The reason is that Xiangjiang has the voice of emperors.

In the 1980s, Xiangjiang music, like a movie, spread all over Asia. Countless musicians recorded their famous works here.

Just as the city of music is the holy land of mainland singers, the voice of the emperor is also the holy land of Xiangjiang musicians, which has a special status in their hearts.

Ye Yongren had obviously informed them in advance, so when they walked into the hall, a middle-aged man in his forties and suits took the initiative to welcome them.

”Mr. Ye, you haven't been here for a long time.”

Ye Yongren shook hands with him and said with a smile, ”director Wu, long time no see. I've been busy making movies recently, so there's less coming. Mr. Wu, you should not be a stranger? ”

Xiao Yunhai took down his sunglasses. Director Wu, with a sigh of ouch, quickly reached out his hand and said, ”look at me, I don't recognize Mr. Xiao's presence.”

Ye Yongren said: ”Yunhai, this is Mr. Wu Qingming, the person in charge of the voice of the emperor.”

Xiao Yunhai shook hands with him and said, ”Hello, director Wu. Nice to meet you.”

Wu Qingming's face was full of laughter and said, ”Mr. Xiao, don't say that. You and Mr. Ye can come here to record songs, which really makes the voice of emperors shine brightly. ”

Xiao Yunhai said with a smile, ”director Wu, you are welcome. Mr. Ye and I came here to record the theme song of Infernal Affairs, so please help us find an excellent sound recorder

Wu Qingming said: ”Mr. Ye informed me last night, so I left you the best recording studio for the voice of the emperor. As for the sound recorder, I'm on my way. Follow me, please

Under the guidance of Wu Qingming, Xiao Yunhai and ye Yongren came to No. 1 Studio. They walked in and had a look. Good guy, it is indeed the most luxurious recording studio.

However, the living room alone has 70-80 square meters. Besides the living room, there are bedrooms for singers to rest.

The equipment in the recording room is more valuable, roughly estimated, at least worth tens of millions of Chinese currency.

The sound recorder Wu Qingming found for them was a middle-aged man in his fifties. His hair was a little white, and his temperament was mature and elegant, giving people a feeling of full of experience.

Ye Yongren said with a smile, ”Mr. Wang, I didn't expect that the recorder Mr. Wu was looking for would be you. This is what makes us feel flattered. Yunhai, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Wang Xueliang, a famous lyricist of Xiangjiang. ”