Van Teren can definitely be regarded as a musical genius that is rare in fifty years.
He has an absolute sense of pitch. Before being given a reference note, Van Teren can distinguish the name and pitch of any note.
His control over the notes has reached a point where he can do whatever he wants. With just a few simple tones in his hands, he can automatically arrange a very high-level melody.
He is a true master of musical instruments. He can quickly pick up any instrument in his hands, even if he has never touched it, and can brainstorm the most suitable rhythm based on the characteristics of the instrument.
Composing and composing lyrics is something he can do with ease. According to incomplete statistics, Van Teren has created and participated in about 300 original songs. Not only songs, he has also composed and participated in no less than 200 pure music pieces.
In the silent private room, no one dared to speak.
Fan Teren blocked the door, looked at Fang Jin intently, and spit out two words: "Five hundred!"
Fan Teren has his own pride. He doesn't bother to talk about exaggerated numbers to embarrass Fang Jin. He wants to overwhelm Fang Jin with his own strength!
He didn't believe that Fang Jin, who was younger than him, could have 500 songs!
Hearing this, everyone swallowed their saliva.
five hundred!
This number is too scary!
You know, Van Teren only debuted for less than five years. In just five years, he sang 500 songs, which is one song every five days on average.
What kind of monster is this? Doesn’t he have creative block?
Zhang Xu was also shocked, but when he thought about the number of Fang Jin's songs, the time it took, and the quality of Fang Jin's songs, he started laughing.
My Brother Fang can write so many songs while wandering around all day long. Doesn’t this directly crush you?
Fang Jin was a little disappointed: "Five hundred songs, right?"
Who are you looking down on so much?
Fan Teren pointed at Fang Jin and said seriously: "There is no need to sing now. If you can release five hundred songs in the next year, I, Fan Teren, will be willing to become your teacher!"
Fang Jin waved his hand quickly: "How can this be done..."
Fan Teren directly interrupted Fang Jin: "If you can't do it, then apologize to me publicly. Isn't that too much?"
Fang Jin was helpless: "I can publicly apologize to you now..."
Zhang Xu slammed the table and said loudly: "Okay! It's a deal!"
Fang Jin: "..."
Why did you jump out again?
You don't think it's messy enough, do you?
Fan Teren took a deep look at Fang Jin, said "Then I'll wait and see" and turned to leave.
Everyone in the private room was at a loss.
The celebration banquet could no longer go on. Seeing what was happening, the musicians and tuners silently left the private room with a wink.
After everyone left, only Fang Jin, Zhang Xu, and Xie Huangbao were left in the private room.
Xie Huangbao originally wanted to call Fan Teren and say something nice to mediate, but he didn't get through.
Helpless, Xie Huangbao had no choice but to come to Fang Jin and persuade him: "Ah Jin, please stop messing around, okay? It's not good for anyone. We still have to make an album together. How can we play together after this?"
?”
Fang Jin said with relief: "Don't worry, Brother Bao, this matter will be over soon."
It’s only five hundred songs, and it only takes a few days.
Xie Huangbao obviously heard that Cheng Fangjin would apologize publicly soon, so he quickly said: "Ah Jin, there is no need to really make it public. In a few days, when Fan Terun's anger is almost gone, let's talk to him privately.
That’s fine, he’s still very easy to talk to.”
Zhang Xu was very arrogant: "Looking for him? What a joke! We have to wait for him to come and become our disciple!"
Xie Huangbao: "..."
I really want to beat this guy up, what should I do?
If it weren't for you, would it have ended up like this?
Fang Jin said: "Brother Bao, don't worry about this matter. I have my own ideas."
Hearing this, Xie Huangbao said nothing more. He sighed: "Hey, you young people are so bad-tempered, can't you calm down and have a good talk?"
The corners of Zhang Xu's mouth twitched.
You are the least qualified to say this. Have you beaten few people before?
"Okay, as long as you have your own ideas, I'll leave too." Xie Huangbao walked out of the private room, turned around and added: "Don't be impulsive!"
Fang Jin responded: "No."
Xie Huangbao also left, leaving Fang Jin and Zhang Xu alone in the private room.
The two looked at each other.
Zhang Xu said excitedly: "Brother Fang, what do you say?"
Fang Jin's eyes were filled with sparkle: "Of course I'm going to do it!"
…
Honghuo Headquarters Building.
In the evening, assistant Jin Jian walked out of the music director's office that once belonged to him tiredly after a busy day.
Jin Jian did not go to the elevator, he planned to take the stairs to smoke a cigarette and relax.
Snapped.
The flame ignited the head of the cigarette, and when the mouth was sucked, the cigarette butt lit up fiercely.
"call--"
The white smoke slowly dispersed.
Jin Jianjue himself is a big grievance. He has paid so much, but not only did he not get any reward, he also lost his position, his house, his car, and his tickets.
Ah, there are actually rewards. For example: Jin Jian has the gratitude and recognition of many people, and a position as an assistant to the music director. He earns 2,880 yuan a month and laughs every day.
Mud...
After finishing the cigarette, Jin Jian took out a new cigarette and lit it with the cigarette butt. (Cigarette butt: The last thing I want to show is the nicotine spirit that has been passed down from generation to generation and entrusted with hope for the future! It is the soul of cigarettes! Companion
Ah! This is my last fire! Take it!)
Jin Jian threw the cigarette butt at his feet and crushed it casually with the sole of his shoe. (Cigarette: Senior!!)
As we descended the steps one by one, we smoked cigarettes one after another.
Jin Jian smoked an entire pack of cigarettes without thinking about it. Wasn't he doing well some time ago? Why did he become like this now?
Just because I became a spy?
When he came to the first floor and walked out of the stairs, Jin Jian saw the sneaky figures of two dogs at a glance.
Jin Jian was surprised.
Fang Jin? Why did he come to the company at this time? Zhang Xu is also there?
Zhang Xu's sharp eyes caught sight of Jin Jian at the top of the stairs, and he quickly poked Fang Jin beside him.
Fang Jin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran directly to Jin Jian and said seriously: "Old Jin, I have to write a new song now, so I will trouble you about copyright and other matters."
Jin Jian: "What?"
Fang Jin waved his hand and gave an unquestionable order: "You can make arrangements now and call all the recording engineers. Let's do fifty of them tonight!"
Jin Jian was confused: "What does this mean? If you write new songs, just write them. If you don't record the songs, what do you call a recording engineer? Also, what does fifty songs mean?"
Zhang Xu also came over and explained: "Brother Fang plans to record a few a cappella demos of new songs tonight."
Hearing this, Jin Jian's face twisted and he roared: "Is there any mistake? What time is it, brother! I've been busy all day and am almost exhausted. Is there anything I can't tell you tomorrow?"
Fang Jin: "I'll give you overtime pay."
Jin Jian took out his cell phone: "I'll contact Old Liu from the recording studio right now."