Chapter: 2109

"Love you like this, love you, love you together at any time, I like to love the smell of your coat and your arms, if we button our clothes together, we don't have to separate, beautiful love, I just love being so close, just like this so......"

Zhang Han's voice is somewhat masculine. Although it doesn't sound like Zi Yan's natural voice, it also has its own strong characteristics, especially when it vibrates a few times at the right time.

In this way, the whole section was sung for about fifty seconds, and the singing ended.

"The recording is finished!" Zi Yan finished the recording, and said with a smile: "The singing is very nice, my husband is just talented."

"It sounds good." Sun Dongheng applauded.

Zhao Feng also clapped his hands with a smile on his face.

The posture of the two seemed to be holding their feet, but Zhang Han's song did get them.

"I just feel that the sound of the piano is a bit loud, and it sounds a little messy, why don't you try it with a guitar?" Zi Yan said.

"I don't know how to play the guitar." Zhang Han shook his head slightly and said.

"I will. I'll play it for you and let Xiaofeng record it." Zi Yan said with a smile.

"Are you also on camera?" Zhang Han asked.

"No, I'm on the side, no, no, no one can see my back, and then I'll tune you with sound effects, then I'm going to curl my hair, wait for me!"

After Zi Yan finished speaking, she hurried out.

"Forehead......"

Zhang Han stretched out his hand towards Zi Yan's back, a little helpless, looked at the time, and reminded: "Well, don't burn it, it will hurt your hair, and the time may be too late."

"Soon." Zi Yan's voice came from the corridor.

soon...?

Zhang Han was very skeptical. As soon as the woman packed up, the speed...

Zi Yan also knew that there was not much time, so she permed the hair on the back and hurried back to the musical instrument room.

"Okay, come on."

So Zi Yan turned on the computer again and debugged the equipment.

She is holding a guitar and sitting on the side of Zhang Han. Her long hair is draped behind her, and her cheeks cannot be seen. The wavy curls on her back are indeed very attractive.

Zhang Han took the microphone and was ready.

"Three two one starts."

Zhao Feng whispered and started recording the video.

As Zhao Feng's words fell, Zi Yan began to play the guitar, her voice was slow and slightly low, which could better interpret Zhang Han's singing.

So Zhang Han sang it again.

"End!" Zi Yan put the guitar aside, put on the headset, and listened to the recording.

"That's it, just add background music to the video."

Zi Yan worked on the computer, and within a few minutes sent the finished product to the delivery mailbox of the Chinese new singing voice.