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“Bro Yang, are you recording songs again?”
Jiangzhou Media University is located in several commercial buildings in the West Gate Square. It operates a number of recording rooms similar to WYN. After all, it is a talented Jiangzhou Media University. Students and teachers often record demos and record songs. If there is demand, there will be a market, and this is no longer normal!
However, these recording rooms are also uneven, cheap, poor recording, and incomplete equipment, and Yang Yi’s WYNrecording room is a top-level recording room with a large scale and advanced equipment. Of course, the price is also very expensive!
Yang Yi has been there a few times before, and the boss Wang Canghai recognizes him and greets him as soon as he comes up.
“Brother Wang, the original studio, rent a day.” Yang Yi nodded to the other party, then began to save money, one thousand two hundred, he counted twelve large banknotes handed over.
“Leasing a day? Is it so fierce?” Wang Canghai used to play music, but he didn’t play the level, chose to start a business for his life, and after smoking and having children, smoking and drinking, it’s a sigh of vicissitudes.
He also ridiculed the gentle and sensational campus folk songs before, and now he can only sing rock and roll with his voice. The so-called musical dreams have long since given up.
Yang Yi smiled and said: “I haven’t played for a long time. I don’t feel like enjoying the recording?”
In fact, he was also taken to Xixi by Mo Fei to take a few days to live, and then sneaked out to record the song that he promised to write to Mo Fei. It seems to be a bit too cautious, but whoever made him a killer in his previous life, he can ignore the law, but must not be careless.
Wang Canghai gave him a thumbs up, then counted the stack of banknotes and took two of them back: “A big discount for the summer vacation, you have been packed for a whole day, one thousand is enough!”
Yang Yi smiled inadvertently. He didn’t pick it up. Instead, he pointed to Wang Canghai and said, “Take me a tea, I want your exclusive throat tea!”
After that, Yang Yi took the key directly and walked straight to his studio.
“Hey, that’s too much for two hundred!” Wang Canghai shouted at the back of Yang Yi’s, but Yang Yi didn’t look back, and he muttered and collected.
Today’s workload is very large, ten new songs, Yang Yi has to enter the soundtrack according to different instruments, but also record the demo.
Since Mo Fei knows what his voice is like, Yang Yi has to use the professional equipment in the studio to fix the demo before he can send it to Mo Fei.
Therefore, after entering the studio, Yang Yi did not say anything, skillfully opened various equipment and began to work hard.
……
Near Liulichang in Beijīng, an old man with a felt hat but looks ordinary went into a small bookstore called “Five Flavors Bookstore”.
Yes, this bookstore is small in size, and the small facade of more than 20 square meters can be seen from the door. Not only is it small, it should also be an old bookstore, there is no gorgeous decoration, there is no scientific display, the old bookshelf is surrounded by a circle, and it is full of stuff, it is very difficult to turn it around.
Of course, in addition to books, there are only books left!
The old man with a felt hat walked in and habitually looked up at the wall hanging behind the checkout counter. There were also plaques of some ages: “complex feelings.”
This is the origin of the bookstore name. The old man has seen it countless times, but every time, he can’t help but appreciate it. Of course, the calligraphy on the plaque is also his own home!
“Old Chen, are you here?” Today, a middle-aged man was taken care of in the bookstore. When he saw the old man, he said hello respectfully.
“What about your dad?” the old man, called Old Chen, nodded slightly and asked.
“He was not very comfortable for the first two days. I asked the insider to send him to the hospital to see.” The middle-aged man did not stop working, and while using the feather duster to sweep the dust on the bookshelf, he smiled. “But nothing. The big problem is that the elderly are not very comfortable.”
Old Chen nodded, let go of his heart, then picked up a book and flipped it, and asked casually: “Is there any good book recently?”
Before he came, the old shop owner gave him a recommendation book. The old shop owner is also a person who loves books, and he opens the store himself, but he always tries his best to recommend the good books he likes.
Old Chen likes such an old bookstore. If he is talking to the state-owned bookstore and some chain-bookstores, he only pays attention to the books that are expensive, or the clerk is cold, and he is not willing to go to the bookstore!
“You can ask the right person!” The middle-aged man laughed. “There are two best-selling books that look good recently. You wait a minute, I will give you!”
Old Chen frowned and said with dissatisfaction: “I want a good book. What do you do for me with a bestseller?”
The middle-aged man poked his head out from the other side of the bookshelf. He smiled and said: “Old Chen, rest assured, your habits, I don’t know yet? Of course, it is a good book to recommend you!”
Said, he took two books and came over. Old Chen took it and looked at it, one with the name «Soldiers Sortie» and the other with «Drawing Sword».
The middle-aged man explained: “Old Chen, you don’t look at these two books, it is very popular with youngster, and the sales volume is very high. But the author wrote quite well, both the story and the writing are first-class, my father is watching these two This book, seeing sleepless nights, makes the stomach uncomfortable.”
“Haha, of course, I am not trying to recommend these two books to make you feel uncomfortable.” The middle-aged himself found the loopholes in the words and laughed.
Old store manager also like these two books?
The enthusiasm of Old Chen, he took these two books, went directly to the checkout counter, smashed the nest, one on the table, and one in his hand.
The middle-aged man looked at Old Chen’s casual appearance and laughed. He shook his head and didn’t care. He continued to clean the dust with feather dusters.
The store does not have a place to sit anywhere else, but in the capacity of Old Chen, middle-aged people do not feel that the other party will do something bad.
I don’t know how long it took, it was almost noon, and my stomach was hungry. Old Chen reluctantly put away the «Drawing Sword» in his hand and stood up.
The middle-aged man just stood at the door and smoked. He saw the movement and quickly slammed the smoke back.
“Buy these two books! Your recommendation is good, and your dad’s success is seven or eight.” Old Chen was a rare compliment.
The middle-aged man smiled for money and smiled: “That Old Chen, your next TV series, is it the story of these two books?”
It turns out that this Old Chen is Professor Chen Fengchen of the Beijing Theater Academy and a famous TV series director. He plays TV series every year on almost every CCTV. He is a high-yield but demanding director!
There are naturally a lot of people writing scripts for Old Chen, but Old Chen himself will also dig some excellent works to adapt to TV series. In the past, the old shop owner recommended a good book buried in Old Chen. As a result, Old Chen found someone to buy the copyright. After the auction, the next year is CCTV’s opening year!
Although this allusion is not known to outsiders, the old shopkeeper is still at home to talk about it.
Old Chen is not smirking. He stunned the middle-aged man and said, “Who knows?”
The middle-aged man knows that Old Chen likes to keep secret. He smiled and said, “Haha, I still want to look forward to it. To be honest, I really hope to see Li Yunlong on TV!”
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