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Chapter 88 Measures

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It was noon, Honghuo Headquarters Building.

Fang Jin, who had recorded the song for a morning, walked out of the recording studio and came outside the lecture hall to wait and take Mo Xiaoyun to the restaurant for lunch.

It wasn't time for get out of class to end, so Fang Jin stood outside the lecture hall and waited, thinking about things while waiting.

In the morning, I recorded more than 70 samples but couldn't record them anymore. It was not because Fang Jin was lazy and didn't want to record them, but because he couldn't remember them.

The more familiar songs entered above the twenty-six sheets of paper have been recorded in advance. The remaining songs are not very familiar to me, and many songs only know one song title, and they have no idea how to sing them.

It is said to be a thousand songs, but in fact, Fang Jin can not sing so many songs.

Despite this, Fang Jin is still a magical man in the eyes of Jin Jian, Lao Liu and others. From the beginning of recording to now, nearly 700 a cappella songs have been recorded.

From ancient times to the present, who in the world can achieve this level in such a short time?

Moreover, Fang Jin's a cappella specimens are very complete, and they can be released directly by adding music to the length of time.

So Jin Jian discussed with Fang Jin whether to outsource these audience samples for others to produce? Fang Jin was still writing lyrics and composing, but he just gave the name of the arrangement to others. Of course, the copyright still belongs to Fang Jin.

Fang Jin was a little hesitant about this.

From the bottom of my heart, Fang Jin naturally didn't want anyone to touch the songs in his mind, but when will so many songs be produced by himself? And Fang Jin knew very clearly that he was not good at arranging music, so take blue and white porcelain as an example. If it weren't for the help of Zhang Xu and Fan Tren, he wouldn't have compiled scores of various instruments by himself.

Then...outsource?

Just as Fang Jin was thinking about whether to outsource the work, the lecture was over.

The old man walked out of the lecture hall and smiled kindly at Fang Jin, who was standing outside the door, and said, "Student Fang, I haven't seen you these days. Do you think what I learned is inappropriate?"

Fang Jin came to his senses and waved his hand quickly: "Ah no no no, because I have been busy with other things these days. After I finish my work, I will still go back to the lecture hall to continue my study."

"That's it..." the old man thought for a while and said, "Then I'll prepare for the homework you've been doing these days, and I'll give you a key tutoring at that time."

Fang Jin bowed and said gratefully: "Thank you, teacher."

"You're welcome, I'll leave first without anything else." The old man patted Fang Jin's shoulder before leaving and smiled: "By the way, I'll say hello to the classmate Zhang who was numb when reading books."

Fang Jin: "..."

Zhang Xu's reputation is completely bad.

Well... I wonder if the old man's feet can still be numb? It should be numb...

Fang Jin stood outside the door, leaned into the lecture hall halfway, and shouted to Mo Xiaoyun, who was sitting in the seat reading, "Xiaoyun, we're going to have dinner."

Hearing Fang Jin's voice, Mo Xiaoyun put down the book, raised his little face and said happily: "Okay brother!"

Mo Xiaoyun got up and left the seat, walked to Fang Jin, and the two of them held hands and walked towards the restaurant while chatting.

After arriving at the restaurant, Fang looked at Kon Ka-yu sitting in the corner.

After queuing up to eat, Fang Jin and Mo Xiaoyun came to Kon Jiayu with their own plates and sat down.

Fang Jin looked at the empty dining table in front of Kang Jiayu and said curiously: "Why don't you make a meal? Or have you finished eating?"

Kang Jiayu shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, so I won't eat it."

"If you don't eat, why are you going to the restaurant?"

"To wait for you." Kang Jiayu said speechlessly: "Didn't you make an appointment in the morning? Don't tell me you forgot."

Fang Jin whispered while eating: "What are you waiting for me?"

Kon Ka-yu said bluntly: "The second episode of the Beautiful Voice is about to begin. I want to lend you a few songs to supplement the program's playlist."

Fang Jin agreed generously: "Yes, just go to the sample I recorded and just pick it. Just tell me which song I can pick, and I will improve it for you."

Kang Jiayu glanced at Fang Jin deeply and said gratefully: "Thank you."

Fang Jin casually said: "Small things."

Mo Xiaoyun, who was standing beside him, looked at Kang Jiayu and asked, "Sister Kang, can I still participate in the show and sing?"

Kang Jiayu happily touched Mo Xiaoyun's little face: "Welcome, it's great that Xiaoyun can come!"

Mo Xiaoyun smiled happily: "Yes!"

Fang Jin held the food piled up with a tray like a hill and feasted.

Kang Jiayu was very curious about how Fang Jin's stomach grew? How could he eat it?

Halfway through the meal, Fang Jin suddenly put down the tableware in his hand, looked at Kang Jiayu, and said, "By the way, Jiayu, your grandfather came to me this morning."

Kang Jiayu became curious: "Oh? What's the matter with you?"

Fang Jin took a sip of water, smoothed his intestines, and then said, "Your grandpa said he wanted to take me to the party."

Kon Ka-yu widened his beautiful eyes: "Will the Three Yins meet?"

Fang Jin thought for a while: "He said it was on September 9th, and he went to Yunhu City..."

"That's it!" Kang Jiayu looked surprised: "This is a good opportunity, you must seize it! This will be very beneficial for your future development. To know more people like my grandfather, at least there will be many more ways to rise."

Fang Jin said helplessly: "But, I have something else to do on September 9th."

Kon Ka-yu was curious: "What's the matter?"

"The filming ceremony of the movie is open." Fang Jin spread his hands and said, "I promised Shen Xing that he would definitely attend. I can't let me break my promise."

Kon Ka-yu said indifferently: "Oh, it's just a formalistic ceremony. It doesn't matter whether he goes or not. Just find a reason to turn it off."

Fang Jin was very embarrassed: "This is not good. I agreed very seriously and seriously at that time. If I regret it now, wouldn't it seem like I am very rude?"

"Then you can't turn off the invitation from the Sanyin Club." Kang Jiayu said seriously: "There will be regulations for Sanyin. If the invited person is absent for no reason, he will not be invited again in the future. You must consider it clearly!"

Fang Jin: "..."

Fuck it? This is not.

Which old bastard invited me to the Three Yins Club? I was so annoyed!

Suddenly, Kang Jiayu seemed to have thought of something and frowned and said, "By the way, I suddenly remembered that Shen Xing attaches great importance to his movies. If you, a male lead and screenwriter, don't attend the opening ceremony, he may wear small shoes for you in the future."

"Ah! It's so troublesome!" Fang Jin hugged his head and collapsed and said, "Why did things become like this? Then what should I do!"

Seeing this, Kang Jiayu hurriedly said, "That, there is a way to solve this matter..."

"What method?" Fang Jin quickly looked at Kang Jiayu with a look of help: "Jia Jia, you must save me."

"Who is Jia Jia calling?" Kang Jiayu blushed and said, "Director Chen's filming ceremony is usually held in the afternoon of that day and will end very late. The Sanyin Club requires people to enter the night before, that is, on September 8th, a Sanyin party will first be held. The Sanyin Club will be completely over in the evening of September 9th."

Fang Jin's eyes lit up: "You mean?"

Kon Ka-yu nodded and said, "We can take advantage of this time difference. On September 8th, you can go to Yunhu City to attend the Sanyin Gala first, and leave early on the afternoon of September 9th, and then return to Xinghai City without stopping, so you can still catch up with the filming ceremony."

Fang Jin thought: "Is this what..."

After thinking for a while, Fang Jin nodded heavily: "I understand! Then do that!"

Afterwards, the two of them had a conversation.

Fang Jin plans to tell Kon Ka-yu about his current problems.

Mo Xiaoyun: "Brother, I'm full."

Fang Jin took the food that Mo Xiaoyun couldn't eat, looked at Kang Jiayu, and said, "Jiayu, I have too many song samples now, and I can't finish it by myself, so I was wondering whether to outsource it and ask others to help me make it?"

Upon hearing this, Kang Jiayu asked directly: "Will you feel relieved to let others make your song?"

Fang Jin choked for a moment, and felt uncomfortable when he thought that the song in his mind had changed in the hands of others.

Fang Jin frowned: "What should I do? So many songs, when will I finish making them?"

Kang Jiayu said helplessly: "It's true, why are you in a hurry? Just take your time, you can't make it all in one go. If you can't finish it in one year, it will take five years if you can't finish it in five years. If you can't finish it in five years, it will be done one day."

Fang Jin thought about it and suddenly realized: "That's right, why am I in a hurry? The one who should be anxious is the person who listens to my song!"

After figuring this out, Fang Jin felt much more comfortable, and the smile on his face spread.

I just like to see your impatient but helpless look, hahaha.

Kon Ka-yu: “…”

Did I say something wrong?

It seems that something evil was released.

I feel a little sorry for Fang Jin's fans and friends...


Chapter completed!
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