"Ah, there is no... office space?" He certainly wouldn't be able to play the show, and he could not make any mistakes. The songs were all singing here: "Is it the headquarters of Standard Chartered Bank in the past?"

"Yes, it was a bank before liberation, but it was not the case after liberation. Later, it became an office space, but there were many companies coming in and out, and no company could use it for a long time."

Damao continued to explain that he knew not only about No. 18, but also about all the buildings on the street outside.

When he was a child, he was also the most beautiful boy on this "gai", okay?

"Then there will be no mistake, hahaha... It's so good, it's really great."

Without any warning, Gao Mu began to laugh with his hips on his hips, as if he was crazy.

The big men looked at each other, wondering if they needed to be sent to the hospital. They were also familiar with the Jingwei Center on the Shanghai Min Road.

Seeing Wang Feifei was very embarrassed and quickly patted Gao Mu on the back: "Have you laughed enough?"

Cough cough cough...

The force of the shooting was quite strong, Gao Mu almost broke his breath, and Wang Feifei could only continue to pat it lightly, and the force changed and relaxed properly.

"I laughed at something for no reason, I was so angry."

The "evil" complained first, but she obviously injured her, so she insisted on Gao Mu himself.

"Haha, mainly because I thought of something happy. Oh, I won't laugh anymore, I won't talk anymore. Brother Mao, let's listen to how your arrangements are, right?"

I am happy, but I don’t know whether it is possible or not. He doesn’t plan to talk about things that are not even a single word of the eight characters.

"Okay, come into the room."

Brother Mao took the lead and turned around, walked into the room they had walked out before, and gave Gao Mu and Wang Feifei a pair of headsets.

The music started...

...The music ends

Gao Mu took off his headphones, Wang Feifei held her hands on the headphones, staring at her shoes in a daze.

"I'm so stupid to listen to it. If you sing so badly, can you listen to it even if you sing it so badly?"

Gao Mu stepped forward to help her take off her headphones. There was no suitable singer. It was Damao's own voice, and his voice was not suitable for these songs at all.

So Gao Mu wanted to wash his ears when he listened to it. He was different from Wang Feifei. For him, these songs were familiar and the most suitable person who had heard them sang the best version.

So Damao's loud voice sounded like him the biggest failure.

Of course, his purpose of listening to the music is to listen to the melody of the music, to hear whether their arrangements can meet his psychological requirements, not to listen to the lyrics.

So when he arrived at the back, Damao's voice was automatically blocked by him, and he hummed silently to cooperate.

Damao touched his long hair embarrassedly, and he knew what Gao Mu was talking about.

To be honest, he himself didn't think it sounded nice. Many years ago, since Shangguan Mintao left, they had embarked on the road of rock.

I like to shout out the throat, but I can't sing that kind of flavor for some songs that need to be carefully processed.

Once entered

Rock is as deep as the sea, and I don’t know what kind of tenderness is ever since?

“Is there a pure version of it?”

"Pure enjoyment?"

"It's just that you don't have."

"Oh, some, some."

Da Mao Zhen had one hand in front of her face. She originally wanted to present a better effect and look at the fusion of the lyrics and music, but Gao Mu said that he was worthless and was completely a supplement.

"Just give me the blank. In the remaining month, you can play whatever you want, right?" Gao Mu took the other arrangement accompaniment given to him by Damao: "However, I advise you not to sing yourself, you can find a suitable person to sing. You should change the style of your band."

Anyway, Gao Mu's memory does not have the impression of people like Damao, so it is very likely that they have been playing underground all their lives.

This time with him, he gave them such a good opportunity. In fact, he could change his mind. Rock can never die, but the road is not wide.

Maybe changing the route or gear will lead to different results?

Although the music major at Magic City University is not as good as a junior college, it is still complete with all internal organs. There are also recording studios in the school and talents in this field.

When Gao Mu gave Wang Feifei some examples, Wang Feifei mentioned it.

However, Gao Mu still did not use the school's resources, but instead spent time asking Shangguan Mintao to help.

There are many reasons for this, mainly because he doesn't want to cause a lot of controversy in school. In the next few years, he doesn't want to affect his life in school because of these things that have nothing to do with his main business.

And when doing it in school, it is difficult for me to hide it. If everyone knows it, it will be very annoying.

He didn't even tell him completely, and he didn't want others to know.

When he agreed to Wang Feifei, he accepted this big trouble mainly because of Wang Feifei's face and the help he gave back to Principal Wang.

Of course, what Wang Feifei said is right. If she could help her organize this performance well, it would be of great benefit to his years in school.

If the relationship is good, the surrounding environment will be looser and he will be able to get along more comfortably.

And now it seems that we can help Damao and other people and add some income to them.

Artistic prodigality, they also need money to play well and really play tricks.

"We are considering what you said recently. There is also the recording studio area. We are also preparing to publicize it. It is a waste to just stay so empty."

Regarding the recording studio, Shangguan Mintao has long advised them, hoping that they will not be wasted in their hands all the time.

It was not until this time that Gao Mu arrived and they tasted the sweetness of helping others arrange and record music that they made a complete decision on the outside world.

If you don’t make a profit, it’s all about recycling costs. It’s better to have it than to be empty or not!

"Just figure it out. If I have friends in the future, I will introduce you to you. Let's go here today. I'll take the lead back first. If you have any questions, I'll look for it.

you."

"Okay, thank you very much."

In this order, they confiscated Gao Mu's money, but they earned more than Gao Mu gave them.

The free use of these songs is much more valuable than the labor labor fee they have to charge.

"Hey, isn't it?" Gao Mu was about to leave, but found that Wang Feifei was still in a daze, so he stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder gently: "Let's go, go back."

"Wait, let me breathe a sigh of relief." Finally, I got out of the dull state: "Eating fried chicken in People's Square, is it a song with No. 18?"

"Yes, otherwise you think..."

"Did they write it?"

Wang Feifei pointed at the big-haired couple in one hand.

"That's right." Gao Mu blinked at the few people and continued to answer: "However, there are also my contributions in it, which is our cooperation."

"Oh, so that's it."

Suddenly, Gao Mu's answer made Wang Feifei understand why she didn't find someone to arrange the music at school.

"Let's go, go back first. If you have any questions, I'll explain it to you on the way."

I was afraid that the few around me would not be able to hold back, so Gao Mu wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

When they came, they were at the back door, and when they left, they agreed to go to the main door, so they walked through the bar hall and headed in another direction.

A dark and heavy soundproof door opened, and Gao Mu took back the steps he was about to take out. A teenage girl stood outside the door, holding up one hand high, and was about to pull the door.

"Xiaoling, why are you here?"

Big Mao looked at the little girl in surprise.

"My mother asked me to give you some food, and she said you guys are almost becoming sloppy."

The little girl is not old and looks so beautiful. The main reason is that when she opens her mouth, her tone actually has its own twists, which is so coquettish.

This accent is very Shanghainese.

"Hehe, then thank your mom. You won't go to school today?"

"Asso, it's the weekend today. Hey, it seems that what my mother said is true."

The little man was big, and the ghost was shook his head, and the big Mao and others could only say hehehe.

"It's the weekend, that's right. Today we have time. I'll give you a new song to practice your voice!"

Gao Mu had already left Xiaoxiao, but the footsteps he had just raised were put down again.

Wang Feifei, who was following her feet, almost hit his back.

"What's the name of the little girl? Who are you?"

The more I look at it, the more I look. Although I am not old, I have a big outline.

"Her name is Xiaoling, she is the landlord's daughter. When she has time, she will follow us to learn to sing?"

"Learn to sing with you!?"

Gao Mu wanted to smash all the water from the Huangpu River on Damao's face. He taught such a loud voice and spoke in a coquettish voice. A girl who is full of Shanghai sings?
Chapter completed!