Chapter 187

What?

Everyone at the scene and in the livestream chat was dumbfounded.

Big brother, do you even know what you're saying?

Three days, and you want to record a whole album?

Have you ever recorded a song before?

Do you know how long it takes to record a song?

Take Deng Ziqi — the little diva of Hong Kong Island, a powerhouse vocalist in the Chinese music scene — what about her?

She's already spent over half a month recording a single song!

And yet you have the nerve to talk so big — an entire album in three days?

Deng Ziqi sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"Su Meng, you've never recorded a song before, have you? You probably have no idea how complicated it is."

"You don't think it's like singing at a KTV, do you?"

"The pre-production arrangement alone takes a huge amount of time — you even have to record each instrument one by one."

"When recording, a lot of the time you have to do it line by line."

"Then there's track layering, mixing, post-production mastering…"

"Long story short, it's extremely complicated. Finishing one song in a week is already considered fast…"

"I know that!" Su Meng cut her off directly.

"But when I record, I don't need it that complicated at all — just one sound engineer will do."

"Oh, at most a few backing tracks, but recording them live on the spot is fine."

"I did the math — half a day should be more than enough!"

Huh? Everyone was now completely dumbfounded.

Hadn't Deng Ziqi made it clear enough just now?

A moment ago you said three days, and now it's shrunk to half a day?

……

Seeing the awkward atmosphere on set, Xiao Xiao Yueyue quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Um… Little Martial Uncle, for this album you're recording, are you going to include 'Shanhe' too?"

"The moment that song comes out I have to be the first to hear it — it's just too good!"

Su Meng stroked his chin, speaking as if deep in thought.

"Hmm… since the album schedule is pretty relaxed, I might as well record that song too."

"But it can't go on this album — the style just clashes too much."

"Style clash?" Xiao Xiao Yueyue instinctively pressed him.

"Then what style is this album?"

"Didn't I already say so long ago?" Su Meng gave him a strange look.

"I promised Old Wang and Old Li and the others earlier that I'd record those suona funeral pieces."

"Isn't this the perfect chance?"

Holy crap!

The whole group was instantly stunned speechless.

After a long pause, Deng Ziqi asked haltingly.

"Su Meng, the album you're talking about… is… a funeral album?"

"Suona? Funeral pieces? An album?"

"That's right!" Su Meng said enthusiastically.

"I've already got it all planned out — this album will have twenty funeral suona pieces on it."

"Oh right, help me think — should I call the album 'The Grand Funeral' or 'A Safe Road Westward'?"

Whooo… a gust of eerie wind seemed to sweep across the set.

Everyone was completely numb.

'The Grand Funeral'? 'A Safe Road Westward'?

So you're just never going to let the dead rest in peace, are you?

In the livestream chat, Su Meng's fans, who had been lively just moments ago, fell deathly silent.

An idol's first album — by all rights, they should support it.

But… 'The Grand Funeral'? 'A Safe Road Westward'? How the hell am I supposed to support that?

Should I drape a Bai Bu over myself at night and just never wake up?