Yang Jingxing stopped looking for Chenglu and called the recording department to make arrangements. When he arrived, the front desk seemed to have prepared everything: "Manager, wait for me to heat up the food here. Teacher Chang and the others start work at eight o'clock, I

I called, Brother Zhong should be here soon."

Yang Jingxing was not particular about it: "Stop it, give it to me."

The receptionist who was almost a part-time assistant asked again: "Should we cancel Chen Yixuan's studio recording?"

Manager Yang couldn't go too far and shook his head: "Try not to affect them."

It didn't take long for Zhong Ing-wen to come, and he could enter Studio 402 without saying hello. This guy is becoming more and more fashionable now, and he can be used as the face of the recording department to attract female singers. However, facing his old friend, Zhong Ing-wen still

Honest and shy: "You are in such a hurry to pick up girls?"

Yang Jingxing: "You noticed it again."

Zhong Yingwen didn't believe it: "Really?"

Yang Jingxing was angry: "You are allowed to have sex?"

Zhong Ing-wen was modest and said that he had no achievements, but he seemed to be much better than Yang Jingxing, so it was difficult to give specific statistics.

Yang Jingxing asked Zhong Yingwen to prepare first and try not to delay the business.

After he had been ready for a long time, Yang Jingxing went out to ask Zhong Yingwen to start work. He found that customers had already arrived and the lounge was quite lively.

Yang Jingxing stopped at the door and nodded: "So early."

The first person in the room to get up was a man in his thirties: "Hello, Mr. Yang..." He moved his butt off the sofa and stretched out his hand, still a few meters away.

Yang Jingxing took two steps toward the person he had never met before and extended his hand warmly: "Hello."

After shaking hands vigorously, the man introduced himself while handing over his business card, which can be regarded as a big company announcement, and then introduced to the other seven people who had already stood up and waited: "Teacher 402, Mr. Yang."

The team is not neat and orderly, and the names 402 and Mr. Yang are not consistent at all.

Male Ce Xuan explained: "We knew Mr. Yang was busy, so we didn't bother... This is our singer Chen Yixuan, a creative type. Please take care of Mr. Yang and Ru Ge." A girl with short hair, her hairstyle is a bit like Qi Qingnuo's in school.

At that time, she was thin and petite, just over 1.6 meters tall. Her clothes matched those of Zhong Ing-wen. She had a good-looking face and was probably in her twenties.

Yang Jingxing nodded and smiled: "I've known Yixuan for a long time, but she doesn't know me." Fortunately for him, he had clearly rejected the singing invitation from Chen Yixuan's team not long ago because he didn't know the singer.

Ce Xuan repeatedly promised: "I know you, of course I know you. I definitely know Teacher 402."

It was this new guy who made Ce Xuan's eyes flutter, while Chen Yixuan stood unmoved.

Yang Jingxing was very hospitable and took the initiative to ask another musician who he had met before in this recording studio, even though it was just an acquaintance.

In order to prove that he remembered, the musician told everyone the details of the situation...

Get to know Yang Jingxing. It’s true that the times have advanced and he has a lot of money. The talent show singer who has just debuted has already formed his own regular band and has two assistants.

Yang Jingxing apologized again and explained that he had some urgent tasks here, which might take up some of everyone's precious time, and he also wanted to borrow Chen Yixuan's guitarist and drummer.

There is absolutely no problem for Ce Xuan to be honored repeatedly, but the first thing Chen Yixuan said was a condition: "Then can I learn from you?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "If you don't dare to study, let's communicate."

Chen Yixuan nodded, but it didn't look like he was thanking him.

Yang Jingxing did not wait for Chang Yiming. He trusted Zhong Yingwen and went to the studio to record the piano track first. A group of people followed the tour. Ce Xuan took the time to introduce the singer to Yang Jingxing. He was very popular in the talent show. This kind of creative young singer

It’s rare that he has a very musical attitude, and even if he is recording accompaniment, he will try his best to be there in person.

Yang Jingxing is also concerned, where are you from? Have you brought any of your own works?

It was a complete piano piece of nearly six minutes. It didn't look like an accompaniment track at all. The ten people outside watched Yang Jingxing finish it in one go in the greenhouse, and there was no score.

Yang Jingxing had no time to accept flattery, and he was too confident to listen to the replays. He began to write the score for the drummer and guitarist while explaining the precautions...

Chang Yiming came and took charge of the work in the shed himself. However, whether the two musicians were inexperienced or nervous, the progress was delayed a bit.

Yang Jingxing asked the musicians to practice first and recorded the keyboard by himself. He did it all over again, one after the other, so efficiently that he didn’t even have to go out. People outside had to show their admiration through the glass with various body movements, facial expressions and language.

No matter how fast Yang Jingxing strives, the quality must be guaranteed. After only ten tracks of accompaniment were completed, it was already past nine o'clock. Everyone listened to it together and praised it, it is indeed 402. But the lyrics have not been exposed yet.

Zhong Ing-wen exposed it in public. It definitely didn't look like a song about picking up girls. Zhong Ing-wen was still thinking, since there were so many Sanxian scenes, why didn't Yang Jingxing let Xiao He record it? The keyboard was still almost boring.

Chen Yixuan really knows a lot about music. She feels that after the accompaniment reaches a certain point, the song should have chorus. It must be there, it must be!

Okay, it's time for the singer to come on stage. Yang Jingxing was embarrassed and said, "My singing is ugly, can everyone please avoid it?"

Chen Yixuan said: "It doesn't matter!" He drank water and prepared to fight.

Fortunately, everyone else understands.

The singer also went through it over and over again. Chang Yiming hurriedly started to start the later stage while wondering, there is nothing shameful, is it a song for Fu Feirong?

It was already half past ten when Yang Jingxing was about to leave. I was really sorry for wasting everyone so much time. Chen Yixuan didn't care about time and made it clear that he wanted to listen to the song, right? At least he had to know the name of the song and who would sing it.

Yang Jingxing explained that it was just a whim, and expressed it again: "...we have communicated, how about we cooperate, you write the lyrics and I compose the music."

Ce Xuan immediately asked Chen Yixuan to put writing lyrics as his first priority. He must communicate well with Teacher 402 and cherish this opportunity. Teacher 402 is really not something everyone can hire. He is priceless...

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Yang Jingxing felt that communication was not necessary and it would be more interesting to improvise.

At nearly eleven o'clock, Yang Jingxing rushed to the downstairs of He Peiyuan's house, turned around and called again. At this time, the community was relatively quiet. Grandma Xiang might have rested at her house. There was only a faint light coming from the balcony of He Peiyuan's house on the third floor.

No one answered the phone, so Yang Jingxing called again. So he had to persist. Halfway through the second ring, he was answered.

Yang Jingxing waited for a moment and made sure that the person on the other end was not ready to speak, so he said it himself: "Are you sleeping?"

He Peiyuan obviously didn't want to answer, and she felt disgusted: "What are you doing?" But her voice was not loud, after all, it was so late.

Yang Jingxing said: "I have something for you, I'll be downstairs with you."

"Don't get crazy." He Peiyuan continued to be unhappy.

Yang Jingxing was not unreasonable: "If you haven't slept, come down and get it."

He Peiyuan thought for a little longer: "I fell asleep!"

Yang Jingxing was unreasonable again: "Then I will send it to you."

"How dare you!" He Peiyuan seemed to be angry.

Yang Jingxing was still afraid: "Have your parents rested?"

He Peiyuan was very vigilant: "I don't want you to worry about it."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Is the balcony inside the living room? It seems like you are watching TV."

He Peiyuan was anxious and annoyed: "Go quickly!"

Yang Jingxing reasoned: "Third floor, hurry up and go up and downstairs for a minute. I promise not to pester you."

He Peiyuan was ruthless: "I won't go even for a second."

Yang Jingxing thought for a moment: "Then I'll call your name... He Peiyuan! Yuanyuan." He called in a low voice.

The only tone He Peiyuan could use was: "You dare!"

Yang Jingxing's live voice broadcast: "I got off the car... Listen... I counted down. If you didn't get off, I shouted at the top of my throat... Ten, nine, eight, four, three, two..."

"Yang Jingxing!" He Peiyuan was obviously angry, but now that she was on her own territory, she had no choice but to take a roundabout way: "Tell me what it is first."

Yang Jingxing said: "You will know when you come down."

He Peiyuan has principles: "Speak first!"

Yang Jingxing observed: "Is your room at the back? I'll go there." There is a small garden on the back of this building.

"I don't want you to come." He Peiyuan resisted.

Yang Jingxing would also be considerate: "Open the window. If you don't want to come down, I'll throw it up for you."

"What is it?" He Peiyuan felt a little proud again: "There is an anti-theft net."

Yang Jingxing had no other choice: "Then I can only trouble you to come down."

"What is it?" I don't know who of the two has the psychological advantage. He Peiyuan also threatened: "If you don't tell me, I will hang up the phone."

Yang Jingxing accepted it as soon as possible: "It's just a CD, I have a song for you to listen to."

He Peiyuan was not sincere: "What song?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I don't have a name yet."

He Peiyuan caught the flaw: "Then I don't want to hear it."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "...Forget it, you can rest. It's getting late and I shouldn't come here at this time. You can rest. I'll leave it with Grandma Xiang first. Remember to pick it up tomorrow."

"Yang Jingxing!"

Yang Jingxing looked forward to it: "Well, you tell me."

"I hate you!" The look of gnashed teeth could be heard all over the place.

Yang Jingxing also had a bit of a temper: "If you say anything else, I'll break the jar!"

He Peiyuan was panting: "...Wait for me!"

"Okay." Yang Jingxing was so docile.
To be continued...