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Chapter 1 The Tuner

Pan Qingchuan is debugging the piano in the recording studio.

今天来录音棚的是29岁刚博士毕业的女生林琳.

She wanted to complete her dream before she was thirty years old and recorded a song.

At this moment, she was humming the song she was about to record in front of the croaker.

After eight years of development, the record studio of [Xingyin] has become the most famous recording studio in Chuan City.

Although the price is very high, there are endless people coming to record the audio, and even celebrities come to visit.

Pan Qingchuan carefully explained to his assistant: The performance of a piano is not only related to its own value, but also to the tuner, but also to the environment, temperature and humidity."

Assistant Xiao Duan was very serious about recording the notebook, and then asked him: "Does it require constant temperature and humidity?"

Pan Qingchuan nodded: "If it weren't for the constant temperature and humidity 24 hours a day, no matter how advanced the piano was, it would be absent-sounding, let alone the miscellaneous piano. So it's not easy to maintain a piano. There is no way to make up for music, and artists are the most picky."

Lin Lin had inquiries from many sources before and found the most famous [Hyuki] in Chuanshi City, but she didn't expect that the boss was a gentle person in her early thirties, and he was very focused when adjusting the piano.

Pan Qingchuan smiled at Lin Lin and said, "The piano has been adjusted, we can start!"

Lin Lin said crampedly at this moment: "I'm a little nervous."

Pan Qingchuan picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed the bottle cap for Lin Lin and handed it over and said gently: "My microphone has been shining, and it will definitely make you sing the sound of nature."

His words made Lin Lin less nervous.

She sang passionately, releasing all her love for music.

Her dolphin sound was very beautiful. After singing, she felt as if she had used all her strength.

After replaying it, Pan Qingchuan listened carefully and said: "It takes another week to complete the later stage to meet the standards of TV broadcasting."

Lin Lin has been fond of singing for so many years, but her parents have never supported her. She studied business administration with a bachelor's degree and her doctoral degree in public relations. Her parents hope she can go to a large company to manage her in the future.

Lin Lin took the coffee handed over by Pan Qingchuan's assistant, took a sip and continued, "I really envy you for learning music."

Pan Qingchuan shook his head and said, "I graduated from China's politics and law in college, but I studied law."

Lin Lin asked in confusion: "Then do your parents support you in making music?"

Pan Qingchuan said: "My parents are both from small mountain villages and rely on work to support me in college. During college, I came into contact with music and found that I liked it very much and had talent. After graduation, I said I wanted to open my own music studio. I thought my father would object, but he spent all his life savings and wanted to buy a house in the city to give me the money, and said I would do it as soon as I wanted to do it."

Lin Lin was very envious, "Your parents are so open-minded."

Pan Qingchuan walked out of the recording studio with her. At the top of the corridor was a terrace of more than ten square meters. The fence was hung with petunia in the sky, and the white hollow carved metal seats exuded a sense of comfort.

Pan Qingchuan said: "These petunias were planted by my father. He loved studying since he was a child, but his family had no money to let him go to school. Later, he got married at the age of 18 and left the small mountain village to work everywhere. He said that having ideals in a person's life is the most precious thing to strive for."

He picked up a watering can and watered the flowers, and continued, "When I was born, my father was carrying cement at a construction site in Wuhan. It was very close to the Yellow Crane Tower, but he never had the chance to go up there. He thought of that poem, Qingchuan, Qingchuan, and Hanyang trees, so he named me Qingchuan."

Lin Lin looked at Pan Qingchuan in the sun and thought of her parents. She said everything was planned for her, but she did not have the right to make choices in her life.

She likes Pan Qingchuan's frankness, sunny and confident.

She didn't dare to go home to record songs, otherwise her parents would have said that these things were flashy.

That afternoon, Lin Lin listened to Pan Qingchuan telling her that although she encountered difficulties in opening this studio over the years, she finally got through it and became the most famous recording studio in the city. She failed to succeed, and she had too much effort and unwillingness to give up.

That was a unique afternoon for Lin Lin. Pan Qingchuan's experiences were things she wanted to realize but could not do.

After arguing for a week, Lin Lin left with warmth. Pan Qingchuan seemed to carry a warm magic. After contacting him, he would be infected by his sunshine, tenacity and persistence.

After seeing Lin Lin off, Pan Qingchuan looked at the sports bracelet on his wrist and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

He left the recording studio, went out to take the bus, and arrived at the sales office. This was a basically completed community and could collect the house at the end of the year.

Sales lady Annanna was already waiting for him and took him through the unhardened ground to see the house on the first floor of the east of the community.

There are three bedrooms and one living room, and the first floor is a 100-square-meter courtyard. Because there is no house in front, the lighting on the first floor is very good.

Eight years ago, my father used the money he had saved for his whole life to buy a house for him to fulfill his dream. Now his dream has come true and he has earned a down payment. The crow has paid back his back and he can finally let his parents live in his own house.

My father loves to plant flowers. He imagined that many flowers my father liked would be planted in the yard here, and his mother would also plant some small onions, which are fragrant with dog meat (mint)...

Back at the sales office, Annanna calculated the price of the house for Pan Qingchuan on paper.

The total price is 1.2 million yuan, the down payment is 600,000 yuan, and for twenty years, 4,000 yuan per month, Pan Qingchuan paid a deposit of 20,000 yuan and agreed to pay the down payment next Tuesday.

As soon as I left the sales office, my mother called: "Chuanzi, come back early in the evening. I bought local chicken and made spicy chicken for you to eat at night. I'll see if you've lost weight recently."

Pan Qingchuan originally wanted to tell his mother on the phone that their family would soon have their own house in Zhushi, but he wanted to surprise his parents, so he held back and said on the phone: "Okay, okay, I'm done today, I'll take the bus and go home later."

On weekdays, he recorded songs for people during the day, and then he often had to practice songs, tune and maintain equipment all night long. Now, there is a subway in the city. The subway broadcast information is recorded here. He completed the later period and was priced at 500 yuan per minute, and he also provided super high-quality sound quality.
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