Chapter 391 Let me treat you to Wanglaoji.
Chapter 391 Let me treat you to Wanglaoji.
After finishing the last bite of his dandan noodles, Lu Ran put the bowl on the coffee table, picked up his phone, and glanced at the trending topics again.
The hashtag #LuRanChengduStreetConcert# is still at the top of the list, followed by the word "Explosive".
He clicked on it and found that the videos taken by passersby had been reposted all over the world.
Some people used his videos on Kuaishou and Douyin to add their own covers, some made guitar tutorial versions on Bilibili, and some even edited together footage of him singing on the streets of Chengdu with the music video for "Rice Fragrance" to create a comparison video.
The comments section was full of people urging him to release the full version.
"President Lu, please release the full version as soon as possible. I'm going crazy from those shaky videos taken by passersby."
"I've listened to that chorus on repeat eighty times, eighty times! Do you know what that means?"
"I'm begging for a studio recording version. I want to use it as my alarm clock. I want to be woken up every morning by 'Let's take a walk on the streets of Chengdu'."
After reading these comments, Lu Ran's lips curled up slightly, and he handed his phone to Shen Yuege: "Look, the fans are getting anxious."
Shen Yuege took the phone, glanced at it, and laughed: "Then go ahead and post it. Anyway, the song is already written, recording a simple version won't be a problem."
"Shall we record now?"
"What else? You're going to wait until you get back to Shanghai to record? Wouldn't all those fans flood your TUTU comment section then?"
Lu Ran thought about it and agreed with Shen Yuege.
If he doesn't give an explanation after the fans are making such a fuss, TUTU's comment section will probably be full of wails tomorrow.
Shen Yuege is right. If it's just a simple version, it's actually very easy to record.
All of this can be done in their RVs.
The previous episode of "Lady Shexiang" was recorded in a motorhome, and judging from the current footage, the results were obviously quite good.
After the two returned to the RV, Lu Ran took the guitar off the wall and tuned it.
Shen Yuege sat in the booth, legs crossed, hugging a cushion as she looked at him: "How do you plan to record this? Just play and sing straight away?"
"Yes. We'll record a simple version first, with guitar and vocals. We'll go back to Shanghai and record a proper version in the studio. Anyway, what the fans want right now is a listenable version, not necessarily studio quality."
"What about the arrangement? When you sang on the street before, it was just guitar. What are you planning to add to the official version?"
Lu Ran thought for a moment: "The official version will have some strings and percussion, a finger piano sound in the intro, and the strings will be pushed up in the chorus for a better atmosphere. But the simplified version won't be that complicated; guitar and vocals will suffice."
Shen Yuege nodded, stood up, and went to check her phone: "You record yours, I'll take a video for you. The lighting wasn't good when I filmed it on Chunxi Road earlier, but this time the lighting is better in the car, so it will be clear."
"Don't take pictures of me too clearly, I'm afraid my handsome face will blind my fans."
"Can't you have any shame?"
"I'm telling the truth."
Shen Yuege rolled her eyes at him, tried a few angles, and finally decided to have Lu Ran sit in the booth facing the car window. This way, the car's lights would shine on his face, creating soft lighting that would make the photos look better.
Lu Ran sat up straight, held the guitar firmly, and took a deep breath.
"Are you ready?" Shen Yuege asked, holding up her phone.
"Ready."
"Then I'll start recording."
Shen Yuege pressed the record button, and Lu Ran's fingers began to pluck the strings.
This version is slightly slower than the one sung on Chunxi Road, and the emotions are also more restrained.
Lu Ran felt that it was too noisy around when she sang on the street, so she had to turn up the volume. Now that she was in the quiet RV, she could sing more delicately.
"What brought tears to my eyes wasn't just the alcohol from last night..."
He sang in a relaxed manner, like he was just humming casually at home.
Shen Yuege held up her phone and looked at Lu Ran's face through the lens, feeling that this person was completely different when he sang.
In the office, he always speaks and acts with a shrewdness, calculating this and that, and is stingy to the core.
The moment I pick up the guitar, I change completely; I become softer, quieter, and like a different person.
Perhaps this is the charm of music; a person who loves music will experience this immersive state when creating music.
Shen Yuege clearly prefers Lu Ran the way he is now.
They recorded it twice. The first time, Lu Ran felt that there was a section with an unstable rhythm, but the second time it was fine and went smoothly from beginning to end.
Shen Yuege recorded both takes. She watched the first one herself, chose the second one as the official version, and then handed the phone to Lu Ran so he could listen to it.
Lu Ran put on his headphones and listened to it once. He thought it was fine and said, "Okay, let's use this version."
Shen Yuege exported the video, and Lu Ran opened his laptop, extracted the audio from the video, and processed it using software.
I added some reverb, adjusted the equalization, and compressed the dynamic range to make the sound fuller.
He's not a professional recording engineer, but he knows the basics.
After processing, he combined the audio and video together and exported an MP4 file.
The whole process took less than twenty minutes.
Watching from the side, Shen Yuege couldn't help but say, "Your efficiency is too high. Others prepare for half a month to record a song, but you finish it in twenty minutes."
"Others are others, and I am me. I am a unique spark."
"I get angry just looking at you," Shen Yuege casually replied.
"Then you should drink more Wanglaoji. I'll buy you a bottle of Wanglaoji later."
"Let's not talk about bringing good luck, let's all be civilized."
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