Chapter 38: Tang Menglong's True Form Revealed

  At around eleven o'clock, Park Jin-young looked at the guy next to him who was writing down song lyrics and called out: "Mongryong-ah, if we arrange the song like this, it'll be too demanding on the vocal skills. If we were to perform live, it wouldn't be much different from rock music. How about we follow my idea instead? Let's make a dance track or hiphop, add some choreography and rap, I think the effect will be much better!"

  At this moment, Tang Menglong is learning the lyrics and pronunciation of this song under the assistance of Ren Jing's sister. Upon hearing Park Jin-young's question, Tang Menglong thought for a moment and said: "Let's raise it half a key!"

  "Hey, hey, did you hear what I said!" Park Jin-young stared at him with a black line on his head, unexpectedly this guy still wanted to raise the key by half.

  Tang Menglong curled his lips and said, "Don't worry about it, it's just a drizzle. As for asking me to sing and dance... I won't comment on that, but RAP... do you think with my Korean skills, how far can I practice?"

  "It can be in English too!" Park In-jeong chimed in from beside him.

  Tang Menglong glanced at her and smiled, "I don't want to give those guys a chance to find fault, they specifically told me to sing in Korean, I don't want to be caught out because of singing two sentences in English!"

  Park Jin-young let out a helpless sigh, he had been the producer for so many singers, but never felt this helpless before. Although it was only a temporary decision to accept Tang Menglong's invitation, he didn't plan on being perfunctory with him, as that would be against the most basic ethics of being a musician.

  He originally wanted to do a musical style, which was the two he mentioned earlier, and even suggested that Tang Menglong would arrange a few practice students to accompany him.

  The result was directly denied by Tang Menglong, and then according to his idea, he made more than half of the arrangement, which took less than two hours, anyway it's all software synthesis.

  It's mainly Tang Menglong's re-arrangement, which is relatively simple, based on the original version, reducing the strong drumbeat, strengthening the accompaniment of other instruments, removing some overly long dance interludes, and finally even speeding up the song's singing tempo by about one-eighth.

  As for the accompaniment sound matching required for the final composition, it was left to Park Jin-young.

  But according to Tang Menglong's requirements, the song must be supported by strong singing skills, and even stormy vocals are required.

  This made Park Jin-young a bit worried, but he was just curious about Tang Menglong, since it was his own request, he didn't have much to say, so he tried to come up with something semi-finished, but after listening for a while, the worries grew even more, that's why he raised his concerns, however, what he got in return was Tang Menglong's "high half a key".

  If this kid were a trainee or rookie artist in his company... Park Jun-young would definitely...

  Yes! That's just his fantasy.

  Looking at Park Jin-young, who still wanted to persuade him, Tang Menglong turned his head and rarely put away his smile, saying very seriously: "This song is very important to me, not just singing casually, so don't persuade me anymore, rest assured I will sing well..."

  Tang Menglong's tone suddenly changed as he smiled and said: "I didn't expect Brother Yuan to be a enthusiastic president, not bad, I've made this friend!"

  Fine, Park Jin-young admitted that he was previously deceived by his sincere tone and thought there was a special reason, but now he's too lazy to care. This guy is absolutely a big troublemaker, signing him as an artist?

  Park Jin-young suddenly shivered, as if he had thought of something terrifying.

  The three of them were busy with their own things, and after a while Park Jin-young looked at the time and said, "Why don't we try singing two lines with this melody? If it's okay, we'll continue working on it. If not, let's wait for two days!"

  Tang Menglong also took a look at the time and nodded: "No problem, then I'll go into the recording room!"

  "OK!" Park Jin-young nodded and sat down next to the mixer outside the recording room, getting ready.

  Park In-jeong also walked over with an expectant face, but before that, he raised his fist to Tang Menglong and shouted: "Uncle, come on!"

  Tang Menglong said with a relaxed face: "No pressure at all!"

  After finishing speaking, Tang Menglong turned around and walked into a recording studio on one side.

  Walked into the recording studio, put the lyrics written in hand on a shelf aside, then wore headphones, stood in front of the microphone, coughed twice, and made an OK gesture to the two people outside.

  Park Jin-young nodded and released the accompaniment, re-arranging it. The song was shortened to five seconds according to Tang Menglong's requirements. As soon as the five-second time passed, a high-pitched and emotional voice came out of the speaker.

  "Like the days that slipped away in the rain,"

  Like those dazed and confused days...

  Just after listening to two sentences from Park Jin-young, he widened his eyes and only had two words left in his mind: 'Big Issue'.

  Park In-jeong looked at the recording studio and saw the uncle singing, his eyes widened in surprise. He thought to himself, 'Is this really the same foot fetish uncle? Has he been possessed by a ghost or something?'

  After singing three or four sentences, Tang Menglong stopped and said to Mike with great satisfaction: "OK!"

  “OK！”

  A woman's voice came out, looking at the two people outside who didn't open their mouths, Tang Menglong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and all the goosebumps on his body stood up.

  "Alright! I'm totally fired up!!!!!!" Park Jeong-yeong outside also came back to his senses, saying with an excited face.

  "Uncle, you're not possessed by a ghost or something, how can you sing so well!" Park In-jung also exclaimed with an excited face.

  "Ah! Didn't you guys hear a woman's voice?" Tang Menglong said stiffly, his body somewhat uncooperative, not daring to move.

  "Uncle, are you talking about me?" Park In-jeong stood there with a puzzled expression and said.

  Tang Menglong shook his head and said excitedly: "No, absolutely not. Just now she answered me OK, you all didn't say anything, didn't you hear it?"

  Park Jin-young was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said: "Maybe you heard it wrong, or maybe it's the ghost of the recording studio. Actually, many companies have legends about ghosts in their recording studios. Usually, when an album is being recorded, a ghost appears, which is a sign of great fortune. Unfortunately, you're not recording an album!"

  "Oh my god, when did ghosts start listening to songs? Ren Jing, come and pick me up quickly, my legs are trembling!" At this moment, Tang Menglong didn't care about his dignity anymore, completely exposing his weakness. This is what they call revealing one's true nature!

  "Haha!"

  It was that female voice again, Tang Menglong was really stiff this time, scared to the point of tears.

  But outside, Park Jin-jeong and Park Jun-young are all dark lines on their foreheads. Isn't that a hallucination? Do you have to be scared like that?

  The faint glimmer of hope that had just appeared in Tang Menglong's heart was completely shattered at this moment.

  If Tang Menglong had known from the start that the recording studio of the Korean agency often experienced paranormal events, he would not have run here to avoid ghosts in the middle of the night. The ghost was not avoided, but instead, he encountered one.

  Tang Menglong's gaze fell on the soundproof glass outside, and the wall clock on the right wall showed that it was exactly two minutes past twelve.