The white Martha stopped in front of the Honghuo Building, and several people got out of the car and walked in.
After cheering each other on, everyone separated: Fang went into the music director's office, Kang Jiayu went to the crew room of The Voice of Wonder, Mo Xiaoyun went to the lecture hall, and Zhang Xu went to the meeting room.
The camera follows Fang Jin into the director's office.
As soon as Fang Jin entered the door, he saw his assistant Jin Jian, who was leaning on the seat and sleeping with his face raised.
How can it be okay to sleep during working hours?!
Fang came in and walked in front of Jin Jian, knocking on the table gently but not hard.
Bang bang bang.
Jin Jian opened his heavy eyelids and hummed lazily: "Huh?"
Fang Jin said with a cold face: "If you are passive and slow down, you will have one month's salary deducted!"
Jin Jian closed his eyelids and sighed: "Ah~ stop making trouble... In order to properly process the song you recorded last night, I didn't go to bed until five o'clock. I'm going to die now..."
"So serious?" Fang Jin looked moved: "Do you need me to call the crematorium and order a set meal that is baked until golden on both sides?"
Jin Jian groaned and tilted his head.
Damn it, you kid, please don’t take advantage of me.
Fang Jin thought for a while and said, "Then you should sleep for a while. I will take advantage of this free time to write down the songs I want to record today."
Jin Jian suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked: "What? Still recording?! Already fifty songs, you, you, you..."
Old sows are not as productive as you!
Fang Jin said in a voice: "No more, no more, just a hundred million points. You can go to sleep first. I will call you when I finish writing."
Jin Jian: "..."
What else could Jin Jian say, he could only close his eyes as if he was about to die, and fell asleep with his face raised.
Fang Jin took out the paper and pen, sat cross-legged on the ground, held his chin and thought about it.
In order to make the songs easier to find without confusion or duplication, Fang Jin decided to classify them according to the first letters of the song names.
Tear off twenty-six pieces of paper, write the corresponding letters on each piece of paper, and then arrange them in order.
Fang Jin bit his pen and thought for a while, then wrote the title of the first song on F paper: "Under Mount Fuji".
Then I started writing uncontrollably.
Write on the T-paper: You at the same table, childhood, people of the Tang Dynasty...
Write on k paper: It's a pity it's not you, it's a pity there is no what if...
Write on S paper: I will love you even if you die, the pencil in your hand...
Fang Jin crossed out "pencil in hand".
No, no, this song is called Qilixiang and it should be written on Q paper.
Write on m paper: Tomorrow will be better, tomorrow...
Fang Jin scratched his head.
Tomorrow? What is that song called tomorrow? Why can’t I remember? When I grow up, I can only run... Oh! I remember it! Hello tomorrow!
sky?
Fang Jin's eyes lit up.
By the way, there is still a sunny day! Also write it on Q paper.
There are sunny days, cloudy days, rainy days?
Ah, the heavy rain is still falling! Write on paper D.
…
Fang Jin scribbled and revised, writing whatever came to his mind. He might think of a line of lyrics, he might think of a melody, he might think of a bunch of songs at once, or his mind might suddenly get stuck and he can't remember any of them.
In his previous life, Fang Jin was a sunny boy who liked listening to songs, watching movies, reading novels, and playing games.
He is never picky when listening to music. No matter what kind of song he finds, as long as it sounds good, he will put it into his playlist. He is very proud of his playlist, which is not only rich in variety and quantity, but also each one is of high quality.
In his previous life, Fang Jin once shared his playlist online, but no one collected it, which made him very depressed.
But it’s different now!
My playlist will become a miracle in the history of music! I will make the world crazy about it!
Fang Jin also wanted to write English songs, but... he only knew how to sing, but not how to write.
It seems Wang...Sister Wang can speak English and was once a bilingual queen, right? You can consider calling her here to help.
Fang Jin was scribbling on the paper while thinking about it. Unknowingly, several pieces of paper were already full...
Jin Jian on the seat woke up from hunger.
He opened his eyes and looked out the window. The sun was already high.
He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was already past eleven o'clock.
Jin Jian stood up with difficulty, his somewhat stiff body stretched, raised his legs and took two steps.
starving……
"Did you step on my song?"
A roar from the ground frightened Jin Jian and he woke up immediately.
Looking down, he saw Fang Jin sitting cross-legged on the ground, with papers full of writing on the ground beside him.
Looking again, I saw that my leather shoes were stepping on one of the pieces of paper.
"Ah, sorry, sorry..." Jin Jian quickly raised his feet and asked doubtfully: "Why are you writing on the ground?"
Fang Jin picked up the paper that Jin Jian stepped on, carefully wiped off the shoe prints, and said dissatisfied: "It's not because you took up the only seat."
Jin Jian had nothing to say.
He knelt down, picked up a piece of paper and read it, with several question marks popping up on his face.
In the name of my father, I have nothing, what can I ask for in this life, and in the future, there will be ten thousand reasons for sadness...
"What is this? Song title?" Jin Jian pointed at the papers on the floor, swallowed, and asked in surprise: "Don't tell me, these are the songs you want to record?"
"Then I won't tell you."
"Holy shit, is this really true?" Jin Jian was completely shocked: "It must be a thousand, right!!?"
"Absolutely." Fang Jin stopped writing and started to collect the papers: "I will record two hundred today, four hundred tomorrow, and I will finish recording the day after tomorrow."
Jin Jian's face was full of disbelief: "A thousand new songs? Are you kidding me?"
If yesterday's fifty new songs directly shattered Jin Jian's outlook on life, then the thousand songs in front of him are absolutely unacceptable!
How is this possible! Is this still something that humans can do?!
Fang Jin stood up and said nonchalantly: "I'm just going to record the general melody first. It'll be quick."
Jin Jian shook his head, as if he couldn't accept it: "This is not a matter of pleasure or displeasure, this is completely impossible! There are too many..."
Fang Jin ignored Jin Jian. He placed the twenty-six pieces of paper filled with song titles that were destined to shock the music world and the world casually on the table, with the pen holder holding them down.
Seeing this, Jin Jian quickly shouted: "Don't put it on the table! I'm going to apply for a safe right now!"
"It's too much to make a fuss about." Fang Jin waved his hand: "Who stole this thing? Besides, these are just song titles. The real songs are in my mind and I can't steal them even if I want to."
Jin Jian quickly took out his mobile phone and said seriously: "I understand, your safety issue is the highest priority. I will call the military and ask for some snipers..."
"What the hell is a sniper!" Fang Jin quickly stopped Jin Jian from making a phone call: "I don't need anyone's protection, and you don't need to call anyone. You have to keep a low profile, understand?"
"Low-key, right..." Jin Jian pondered for a moment, then looked at Fang Jin and said seriously: "Can you accept staying in a bomb shelter for the rest of your life?"
"Accept your sister!" Fang Jin said helplessly: "You really don't have to do it like this. It's okay to be as you were before. It's just to be busy these days. After that, everything will go back to normal life and work."
Jin Jian was silent in thought, and his brain began to operate at full power. One idea after another came up, but he rejected it again.
Jin Jian is recognized as the most reliable guy in handling matters. No matter what it is, if you leave it to him, you will definitely get the best result under the current situation.
Accident?
There is no such thing as surprise when Lao Jin does things!
Fang Jin's voice interrupted Jin Jian's contemplation: "Don't think about it, it's no big deal. Let's go eat first. After dinner, we'll start recording the a cappella demo of the song."
Jin Jian nodded, took out his cell phone and spoke a few words to a trusted confidant, asking him to come to the music director's office and guard the twenty-six pieces of paper.
Then, Jin Jian followed Fang Jin out of the office without leaving.
Fang Jin wanted to take the elevator, but Jin Jian stopped him: "There might be an accident in the elevator, let's take the stairs."
Fang Jin: "...Are you serious about walking more than 40 floors?"
After all the talk, Jin Jian finally agreed to take the elevator.
The two of them arrived at the restaurant without any surprises and queued up for a meal.
Jin Jian chose a location next to the wall and the aisle, and planned in his mind the best escape route in case of an accident.
After sitting down, Fang Jin was about to start eating, but was stopped by Jin Jian.
Jin Jian said seriously: "I'll try it first, and you'll be eating it in twenty minutes."