Seeing that his assistant was so good, Fang Jin nodded with satisfaction.

It’s not a loss for me to be the gold medal music director (formerly), this reaction speed, this work efficiency, and this connection.

This is called professionalism.

Soon, Lao Liu from the recording studio walked into Honghuo Building with a dark face.

He was heartbroken. After work, he got into the car and just drove out of the parking lot, Jin Jian called.

Made doesn’t fight early or late, the parking lot is charged per-time, bastard!

"What's the matter?" Old Liu came to Jin Jian and said in dissatisfaction: "What's the matter that can't be said clearly? I'm so anxious that I'm calling me like a dog. I can't explain it without an explanation!"

If it were in the past, Lao Liu would never dare to say this to Jin Jian, but now Jin Jian’s position is not as big as Lao Liu, so naturally there is no need to give him a good face.

"Ahem, let me introduce it to you." Jin Jian stretched his palm towards Fang Jin: "This is the new music director of our company, Mr. Fang."

Fang Jin smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, right? Hello."

Old Liu seemed to have become a different person in an instant. He quickly lowered his head and bowed his head, and said humbly: "Hello, Mr. Fang, my name is Liu Yin, just call me Lao Liu. I have no preparations for anything when I first met. I will give you a bow."

Fang Jin twitched: "No, no need."

Jin Jian spoke out: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble anymore. Time is tight. Our task tonight is very heavy... By the way, Director Fang just said he wanted to record a few small songs?"

Fang Jin: "Let's record fifty poems first."

"What? Fifty?" Jin Jian was stunned for a moment: "Are you serious?"

Fang Jin nodded seriously: "Of course!"

Just sing the melody casually and not to mention fifty, one hundred can be done.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yin had already taken out his cell phone and called the house: "Hey, wife, don't have to leave me food tonight...what? It's already done? Then let Lao Wang next door help me eat."

Jin Jian immediately became serious and asked Fang Jin: "All these fifty songs are new songs?"

Fang Jin nodded: "Yes."

“No draft?”

"right."

Jin Jian felt that his heart was about to jump out, and he asked carefully: "I haven't sang it out, right?"

Fang Jin shook his head: "No!"

Jin Jian took a deep breath: "Huh~ that's fine, I'm scared to death."

Although the other party was a little resentful and dissatisfied, it was all personal grudges. Jin Jian knew very well what Fang Jin's works represented.

Every song of his is a masterpiece that can cause storms! It is absolutely sloppy!

If Fang Jin really doesn't know the importance of it and sings his new songs everywhere, Jin Jian will definitely collapse.

Several people walked towards the recording studio.

On this road, Jin Jian called lawyers, cybersecurity officers, friends from the copyright office, security captains and others, and directly extinguished all possible accidents or prevented them in advance.

When they entered the recording studio, several people waited for a while for the others.

After everyone arrived, Jin Jian held a small meeting, and then everyone signed a confidentiality agreement.

After all the preparations were done, the sky outside the window was completely dark.

Jin Jian looked at Fang Jin: "Do you need to prepare the draft in advance, write lyrics or something?"

Fang Jin shook his head: "No, it's all in my mind, just record it."

Jin Jian looked at Fang Jin and held it in for a long time before he put it in a sentence: "You are awesome."

Amid the doubts, expectations and excitement of everyone, Fang Jin walked into the soundproofing room.

Standing in front of the microphone, Fang Jin saw Lao Liu on the opposite side of the glass with a ok gesture, and said simply: "Save time, start directly, the first song, thousands of miles away."

...

"The second song, the east wind breaks."

...

“The fifth song, nocturne.”

...

"The tenth song, kiss goodbye."

...

"The Twentieth Song, the Glorious Years."

...

"The Thirty Song, the brightest star in the night sky."

...

“The Forty Song, Ten Years.”

...

"The last song, after singing, we will go back to our house to sleep, so let's sing an ordinary road."

...

Fang Jin sang whatever song he thought of. Not all the songs he sang were sung at all. Some only had melody and rhythm, some only had climax, and some simply didn’t even have lyrics. He hummed a piece of it casually and was a song.

On average, it only takes one song in one minute.

There is no way, Fang Jin is also a human being, and it is impossible to remember it so clearly in such a short time. All he can do is record the songs he can remember now, and slowly replenish them when he has time in the future.

But although it was just a sample of the a cappella, it was also shocking to the audience outside.

The people opposite the glass were already dizzy, with various melodies buzzing in their ears, and everything they saw seemed to be dancing.

“…I have crossed mountains and seas, and also passed through crowds of people…”

“…Are you really listening to the story…”

As the last lyrics stopped, Fang Jin pushed open the door of the soundproofing room and walked out.

Fang Jin said to everyone with a dull face: "Let's do it now, and continue tomorrow."

After saying that, he called Zhang Xu to leave.

Zhang Xu shuddered suddenly. The first thing he did when he came to his senses was to come to Jin Jian, grab his shoulder and shake his body.

Zhang Xu's eyes were full of fanaticism: "Lao Jin! You know what to do! You know!"

Jin Jian came to his senses and nodded viciously: "Don't worry! Leave it to me, I won't sleep tonight!"

"You must not mess it up!"

"There will definitely be no surprise!"

Zhang Xu glanced at the others and didn't say anything, but his fierce eyes had already expressed his meaning very clearly.

Fang Jin, who was standing at the door, urged: "Let's go, Lao Zhang, if you don't leave, you will have no food to eat."

Zhang Xu turned around and followed happily: "Let's go home and go home."

As soon as the two walked out of the door, Jin Jian closed the door with one kick.

Jin Jian blocked the door, glanced at everyone with a sharp gaze, and his tone was full of seriousness: "I believe you can also see the importance of this matter. In order to keep it confidential, I must use some special means!"

The recording studio was silent and no one dared to speak.

Old Liu said, "You are not going to silence..."

Jin Jian twitched: "This is not enough. I mean, it is necessary to upgrade the confidentiality agreement we just signed. Confidentiality work is the top priority..."

As he was talking, Jin Jian's phone rang.

After Jin Jian answered, Tielong's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Lao Jin, where did you go and have fun, and you haven't come back? The food is cold."

Jin Jian took his cell phone and said casually: "Oh, Fang Jin sang a bunch of new songs today. I have to prepare what happened later..."

Others in the studio: "…"

This is what you call confidentiality?


Chapter completed!