With professionals helping, the work moved ahead at lightning speed.
Tang Zhi Chu arrived at one-thirty, and they started at two. The arrangement was finished in less than two hours, and Tang Zhi Chu only had to sing three takes to record the vocals.
As several band instructors exchanged glances, Tang Zhi Chu pushed open the door to Studio One.
The moment Tang Zhi Chu came out, the instructors all spread their hands.
"Damn, this guy's something else!"
"He's amazing at writing, and even better at singing. His natural range sits right in the high register the public loves most—a golden commercial range. I haven't seen a newcomer like this in ages."
"Hahaha, Sister Wei's probably going to be sick when she finds out!"
"Old Shen's got it figured out. How'd he find this guy? I heard he bet all his points on him!"
"Probably luck. Look, Old Shen didn't even come by while he was producing this song."
"If only every project went this smoothly."
"You guys take a break. I'm going to report back to the director's team. With this song in hand, we can finally breathe a little easier this episode."
Tang Zhi Chu had entered the studio at one-thirty and came out around six.
He moved quietly. He didn't really want the others to know he'd been the first to use the studio.
It wouldn't matter much if they found out. A music variety show wasn't like a dating show; the work came first, and everything else was secondary.
Still, he'd have to deal with all those people, which was a bit of a hassle. It might also make him seem immature.
He went downstairs and was just about to turn the corner when he heard a noise. Tang Zhi Chu hurriedly turned around and pretended