Chapter 56

Outside the booth.

After listening to Lin Zai Shan play the guitar for a long time, Xu Yan, who had been listening, became interested when she saw that Lin Zai Shan was finally about to record. She put on the monitoring headphones, ready to experience Lin Zai Shan's level. She wanted to see how this uncle's voice would sound with effects.

After being bothered by Xu Yan for a while, Zhang Pengfei's mood finally improved when he saw that Lin Zai Shan was about to start singing. He prepared the recording setup for Lin Zai Shan and gave him an "OK" gesture. Then, Zhang Pengfei started the recording system.

The red light in the booth turned green.

The recording officially began.

Lin Zai Shan adjusted his breathing calmly, then moved closer to the pop shield and sang with deep emotion. The first note alone stunned Xu Yan!

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There are still many things I want to say but haven't said yet~

I've been saving them because I want to write a song~

Let people sing them softly~

Remember them faintly~

Even if I finally forget~ it's worth it~

...

Holding her breath, Xu Yan listened carefully to Lin Zai Shan's voice, which was so沧桑 (沧桑 means "weathered" or "aged" and is often used to describe a voice that has a deep, mature quality) and clean!

From a purely recording perspective, Lin Zai Shan's voice had no impurities, clean to the point of being astonishing!

The recording booth was absolutely quiet. Even professional singers sometimes record their breathing and exhaling sounds.

Non-professional singers record even more noise, like the sound of their teeth chattering from nervousness, the trembling sound when they take a breath, and even the sound of biting their lips.

But at this moment, Lin Zai Shan's voice was so clean and magnetic, as if it had been processed in post-production. It instantly gave Xu Yan the feeling of listening to a vinyl record.

Not only that, the spatial and distance sense of Lin Zai Shan's voice coming from the monitoring headphones was also very perfect.

Zhang Pengfei probably adjusted the sound field for him earlier.

To be able to capture the spatial distance so accurately, Xu Yan had to admit that this uncle's recording level was really high!

Especially the first sentence, without the guitar accompaniment, the headphones were filled with Lin Zai Shan's dry voice. The tone, the pronunciation, and the articulation were all impeccable!

When Zhang Pengfei said that Lin Zai Shan's voice had its own effects, Xu Yan no longer dared to mock this statement after listening to just this small segment.

This uncle's voice wasn't just equipped with effects; it was like an old record player with a vinyl record!

His voice was rich with the story of a weathered and mature life, as if the needle of an old record player had pierced the vinyl. As soon as he started singing, it grabbed the listener's heart, making them want to understand the story behind it—

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Maybe our life's little drops of intention~

By chance form a river~

Then we stand at each end~

Looking at the river's bends~

Finally daring to be bold~

Grinning and laughing~ facing~

The difficulties of life~

...

After listening to two segments, Zhang Pengfei was already excited and couldn't contain his enthusiasm.

He knew this song was Lin Zai Shan's entry for "The Strongest Singer."

He thought Lin Zai Shan would sing powerful rock to shock the judges, but unexpectedly, this song called "Hills" was so calm and heartfelt.

This uncle's voice was so full of flavor, like telling a story, making people unconsciously get lost in it.

Listening to his song was like listening to a life story.

Unconsciously, one would project their own emotions into it, humming along with the familiar melody, as if singing to themselves.

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Perhaps we have never grown up~

We haven't figured it out~ and we are already old~

Even though our hearts are still~

Those of the young~

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Because of unease, frequently looking back~

Ignorantly seeking~ ashamed to ask for help~

Unceasingly climbing~

Every hill~

...

After listening to two more segments, Xu Yan no longer scrutinized from a recording perspective.

Lin Zai Shan's voice had already given her an incredible auditory illusion. This wasn't just a dry voice with a single guitar accompaniment; it was clearly processed with a magnetic effect!

The song was so heartfelt, resonating with Lin Zai Shan's heart and theirs.

The melody, like climbing a hill, became more powerful as it extended.

Finally, after several twists and turns, Lin Zai Shan's voice crossed the hill, weathered and mature, only to find that there was nothing at the end.

The sense of helplessness and sorrow in life, expressed through the deep cry of an old man, directly hit the listener's soul—

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Crossing the hill~

Though my head is already white~

Ranting~

The sorrow of time not waiting~

Not yet achieving the eternal~

I have already lost myself~

...

Crossing the hill~

Only to find no one waiting~

Ranting~

Can no longer call back the tenderness~

Why can't I remember~

Who gave me the last embrace~

When was it~

...

The last line, "Why can't I remember, who gave me the last embrace, when was it," pierced Xu Yan's heart!

Although she was a married woman with a family and children, this line still touched the softest part of her heart.

She had forgotten when the last time she gave a heartfelt hug, other than to her children, was.

She couldn't even remember if it was her husband.

Hearing this line, Xu Yan felt inexplicable heartache.

This uncle was singing about his own life, but wasn't it also their lives?

It was as if she had been hit by a heavy punch of music, triggering many life reflections and memories.

At some point, she began the journey of climbing life's hills.

Just as the uncle sang, ignorantly seeking, ashamed to ask for help, tirelessly climbing, every hill.

But when she really climbed up the small hills of her life, she realized she had missed too many people and things that she should have cherished.

Sometimes, life is so helpless. You can't figure out its destination, pulled by time, but you have to keep moving forward, forward, until you lose yourself.

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I have not deliberately hidden~

Nor intended to make you sad~

How many times we were drunk and happy~

Cursing life is too short~

Sighing at the regret of meeting too late~

Letting women cry and ruin their makeup~ without caring~

...

After crossing a hill, Lin Zai Shan's voice returned to calm and composed, regaining the strength of a life well-lived.

Zhang Pengfei, listening to such a song, was equally moved to the point of speechlessness.

At his age, he couldn't fully understand the depth of Lin Zai Shan's life, but not having experienced it didn't mean he couldn't feel it.

Sometimes, those who haven't experienced it, imagining the experience, the emotion born from imagination, can be even more touching.

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Regret that we have never grown up~

We haven't figured it out~ and we are already old~

Striving but still not understanding~

The young people around us~

...

Finding a random reason~

To resist the temptation of love~ the whims of fate~

Fighting back with all our might~

Until the end~

...

Lin Zai Shan's voice and life were full of vivid imagery.

Looking at the old man in the booth wearing monitoring headphones and playing the guitar, and listening to his deeply reflective song, Zhang Pengfei felt like crying.

He seemed to hear the voice of his future self, who had never grown up and was already old; he seemed to hear the fate of fighting back against life's regrets, until the end.

Xu Yan's feelings were even deeper.

When Lin Zai Shan's voice rose again, Xu Yan clenched her teeth to prevent her voice from choking up.

But her heart was already touched and ached.

...

...

Ranting~ the sorrow of time not waiting~

To resist the temptation of love~ the whims of fate~

Fighting back with all our might~ until the end~

...

Why can't I remember who gave me the last embrace~

When was it~

...

In the end, Lin Zai Shan's voice, with its tone of fighting fate to the end, and the final reflection on missed opportunities and regrets, brought the song's emotions to a climax.

Zhang Pengfei clenched his fists, this song, which ignited the heart through inner strength, was truly amazing!

This uncle was using his life to compete in the contest.

Zhang Pengfei could imagine that this song, when performed live, would ignite the studio and the hearts of millions of viewers in front of their TVs.

Being able to hear such a song, which would surely be considered a classic in the future, even if it was just a dry voice version, made Zhang Pengfei feel incredibly lucky and happy!

Lin Zai Shan's performance, from any angle, was perfect!

There was not a single impurity in the recording, and the sound field's dynamic positioning was extremely balanced!

The extension and spread of the sound were as smooth as if they had been processed, and even post-production might not achieve such a beautiful result!

Lin Zai Shan's recording left Zhang Pengfei in awe! He had never recorded such a high-level voice!

When Lin Zai Shan finished the song with his guitar, he made a stop gesture to Zhang Pengfei and asked him to play it back so he could listen to the effect. If there were any issues, he would record them word by word to correct them.

While Lin Zai Shan was listening to the playback, Xu Yan and Zhang Pengfei were also listening.

Feeling the emotional洗礼 (baptism) again, Xu Yan couldn't help but take off her monitoring headphones and poke Zhang Pengfei's fat arm, asking, "Who is this senior in the industry?" The underlying meaning was: Why does he sing so well!

Zhang Pengfei waved his hand at Xu Yan, ignoring her, even a bit annoyed that she was disturbing him while he was working.

He was monitoring to find flaws in Lin Zai Shan's recording, how could he have time to deal with her?

Seeing that Zhang Pengfei ignored her, Xu Yan was unhappy but had no choice. It was indeed her fault to disturb Zhang Pengfei at this time, so she put her monitoring headphones back on and continued to enjoy Lin Zai Shan's performance, which was at the level of a future song king.

Listening to the song again, Xu Yan's feelings about life being like climbing hills were even deeper.

Who is this senior!

Xu Yan couldn't wait to find out who this big name in the industry was.

To say that she had received many big names in the industry for recording, her horizons were quite broad.

But she couldn't figure out who this white-haired uncle was.

Given this uncle's extraordinary singing and songwriting skills, he shouldn't be a silent behind-the-scenes worker.

But who was he?

The name on the front desk's form was just "Lin."

There was no such white-haired uncle among the big names in the industry with the surname Lin.

In the booth.

Lin Zai Shan listened to his performance once, and it was so good that he couldn't find any flaws. He was moved by his own voice. If he could perform like this on the day of the recording, it would be wonderful.

Satisfied, he gave Zhang Pengfei an "OK" gesture and got up to leave the booth.

"Uncle, Perfect! Perfect!"

Zhang Pengfei excitedly showered Lin Zai Shan with praise.

Smiling and nodding, Lin Zai Shan said to Xu Yan first, "Ms. Xu, I don't know if you are a professional in the industry, but please don't make things difficult for Xiao Zhang. The recording I just did is exactly what I wanted, and it doesn't need post-production."

"Your recording has truly opened my eyes. I don't know how to praise you. I've been in the recording industry for almost 20 years, and your recording just now ranks among the top three best dry voice recordings I've ever heard!"

Shocked, Xu Yan, who never praised anyone, couldn't believe her ears! This old fox actually praised Lin Zai Shan so much! It seems she was really impressed by Lin Zai Shan's peak-level recording!

"You flatter me."

Lin Zai Shan didn't want to waste time in the booth, as it was charged by the hour. He asked Zhang Pengfei to burn him a copy of the demo and took it home to do simple arrangement.

Xu Yan and Zhang Pengfei saw Lin Zai Shan out to the entrance of the studio.

Looking at Lin Zai Shan's weathered back as he walked away, Xu Yan asked Zhang Pengfei again, "Who is this senior?"

Just now, in front of Lin Zai Shan, she didn't want to ask who he was. Which big name would like to be unrecognized?

"I don't know who he is."

Zhang Pengfei deliberately teased Xu Yan, who always treated him so badly.

"Isn't he your friend?"

"I only know he's called Uncle Lin."

Zhang Pengfei playfully teased, "He will be participating in 'The Strongest Singer' on Dragon TV, which will premiere on November 11th. If you want to know who he is, watch the show."

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【Kneeling for recommendations!】

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