Feng Lanchu deeply understands Zhuang Nan's feelings, she understands this kind of shame that family ugliness cannot be publicized!

After saying a few words of relief to him, Feng Lanchu walked outside with a sense of righteousness.

Only Zhuang Nan, Jiang Anzhi, and Zhang Qianyi were left in the recording studio.

Zhuang Nan coughed in embarrassment: "That... Teachers, please give me your advice."

At this time, regardless of their identities as friends, they are indeed teachers and students.

"Come on. Don't be too nervous."

Jiang Anzhi patted Zhuang Nan on the shoulder to comfort him, and then he and Zhang Qianyi returned to their respective positions.

Cameras were set up on the left and right sides of the recording room. When Zhuang Nan walked in, the staff spontaneously came in to adjust the camera positions, and then filed out, leaving him alone inside.

The recording room was quiet, and the outside scene could still be seen through the soundproof glass. Zhuang Nan glanced outside from the inside, feeling weak and helpless.

Hey, but what can I do, just sing honestly.

Zhuang Nan coughed lightly, sang a few words tentatively, and kept staring at the two people outside the glass, but unexpectedly found that Jiang Anzhi's expression didn't change much, and he was secretly happy.

Did the extra training last night help?

As a result, Zhuang Nan's confidence increased greatly, and his voice gradually became louder.

It's just that the emotionless masculine lion's roar finally shocked the two top musicians.

Zhang Qianyi coughed: "Well, Zhuang Nan has maintained an excellent standard as always."

"..." Jiang Anzhi.

Zhang Qianyi's previous variety show theme song was cheerful and positive, and putting Zhuang Nan, who has nowhere to rest, in the rap part is hardly a violation.

Jiang Anzhi's Chinese style song is different.

Although Teacher Xiaofeng is out of tune, as long as she catches the tune, her gentle and soft voice matches this song without any sense of disobedience, but Zhuang Nan is different. His singing style is obviously yelling, how can this be arranged?

Inexplicably, Zhang Qianyi felt a little bit of watching the excitement in his heart.

After Zhuang Nan sang a song, Zhang Qianyi hooked her lips in a good mood to encourage her: "Well, I've made great progress."

Zhuang Nan could hear the voices of Zhang Qianyi and An Zhi inside, and he couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard Zhang Qianyi boasting about himself.

Oh! The last time I recorded Mr. Zhang, he had a bad face all the way, but today he has a smiling face and even praised him.

Jiang Anzhi glanced at Zhang Qianyi helplessly, tasted his attitude of having nothing to do with himself, and whispered with a smile in his eyes: "Don't forget that you are the producer I invited."

The implication is, don't worry about watching the show.

Zhang Qianyi coughed and looked at him in embarrassment: "Compared to last time, there is really improvement."

Very good... After listening to the conversation between the two, Zhuang Nan instantly understood that this "improvement" was not much progress.

He scratched his head with black lines in his head: "How about I forget it?"

"No need." Jiang Anzhi looked back at him with a gentle smile: "Brother Nan, control your breath and use only one-third of your breath to speak."

Zhuang Nan looked at him suspiciously: "That... how loud is it?"

"No need to be loud." Jiang Anzhi quickly grasped his blind spot: "Just pretend that Bao Gai is falling asleep next to you, or you are humming in Black King Kong, just use that kind of energy, the recording equipment is very sensitive , You don’t have to use 100% strength.”

Zhuang Nan raised his eyebrows, is it true?

Jiang Anzhi nodded solemnly: "Trust me, let's try and adjust slowly."

Zhang Qianyi watched Jiang Anzhi and Zhuang Nan's communication with arms crossed with interest, waiting for a miracle.

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