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¡°Cousin, cousin, there¡¯s no need to send it off, we¡¯re leaving!¡±
"Cousin, cousin, thank you for your hospitality. See you during the Spring Festival."
The next day, it¡¯s ten o¡¯clock in the morning.
Fang Xiaole and Fang Shengnan sent Song Jiang and Wei Qian to the airport.
After the purpose of sending wedding invitations and showing off was achieved, Song Jiang was going to take his fianc¨¦e to Shenzhen for two more days.
To be precise, Wei Qian wanted to play, and Song Jiang just followed passively.
On the way to the airport, Song Jiang was still having sex with his fianc¨¦e, which made Fang Shengnan grit his teeth.
"Cousin, you must bring your sister-in-law back to meet us during the Spring Festival!"
After passing the security check, Song Jiang did not forget to turn around and shout to Fang Xiaole.
"Okay, definitely!"
Fang Xiaole smiled and agreed, and Song Jiang turned around and left with satisfaction.
"Bah! Look at how he looks! He just found a prettier and richer girlfriend, he's so crazy!"
Fang Shengnan¡¯s face turned dark and he cursed at Song Jiang¡¯s back.
"Okay, sister, I'm looking for a girlfriend, not a boyfriend. Why are you so excited?"
Fang Xiaole couldn¡¯t help but laugh.
"Oh, you are so stupid, can't you see it? Song Jiang ran up deliberately to show off, just to bully your girlfriend!
This idiot has loved to compete with you since he was a child. This time he has found such a good girlfriend. I don¡¯t know how proud he is!
Look at him like that, I¡¯m so angry! "
The more Fang Shengnan talked, the angrier he became, pointing at Fang Xiaole and saying:
"Fang Xiaole, can you be more angry and go after Ha Linyao!"
"Didn't I say it?" Fang Xiaole spread his hands helplessly: "I will take my girlfriend home during the Spring Festival."
"Hello, Fang Xiaole." Fang Shengnan suddenly looked at him sideways, frowned and said:
"You don't want to rent a girlfriend to fool us during the Spring Festival, do you?"
"Fang Shengnan, what are you thinking about?!"
Fang Xiaole was a little speechless about her sister, and turned around and walked towards the airport gate.
"Anyway, I'm telling you, as long as it's not Lin Yao, I won't recognize you!"
Fang Shengnan chased after him, persevering.
The siblings had a few outings. Fang Xiaole had something to do, while Fang Shengnan had a restless temper and went shopping alone.
While driving, Fang Xiaole called Mo Yan and asked her to contact the boss friend of a recording studio in Jiangrong.
He chose a song from the memory bank last night and was going to record a demo of this song in the afternoon.
This song will not be sung by Lin Yao, but it is very important to Lin Yao. Fang Xiaole wants to record it better so that he can complete the idea in his mind.
Mo Yan quickly set up the recording studio. Fang Xiaole had been there and knew the address, so he drove there directly.
When he arrived at the recording studio, the boss and several staff members were already waiting for him.
Fang Xiaole took out the lyrics and music score that he had written long ago, spent some time arranging the music, and then started recording.
After insisting on drinking traditional Chinese medicine for a period of time, Fang Xiaole's voice has improved somewhat.
In the past, I could barely sing one song at most, and if it was high pitch, I could only sing half a song. Now I can sing a whole song with full concentration.
And the song I¡¯m going to record today is not high-pitched.
But in the previous life on Earth, it was a true classic.
It's just that the style of the song is not suitable for Lin Yao to sing, but it can be used as a bargaining chip for "negotiation".
"Teacher Fang, this song is really nice!"
At about four o¡¯clock in the afternoon, the recording of this song was finally completed.
The owner of the recording studio, whose surname is Wu, was a member of the band. He also participated in the recording. After listening to the demo, Lao Wu couldn't help but give Fang Xiaole a thumbs up.
"You wrote this?"
Old Wu was in his forties, much older than Fang Xiaole, but at this time he had already unknowingly called Fang Xiaole "Teacher Fang".
"Well, that's right." Fang Xiaole nodded.
¡°No wonder Miss Lin kept thanking you the day she won the award. It¡¯s such a pity that you have such a talent to do a variety show!¡±
Old Wu sighed sincerely.
The song he just recorded really moved him, Lao Wu evenHe felt that this was the best song he had ever heard in his life.
This has nothing to do with technique or treble or bass, it¡¯s just a feeling that can get into people¡¯s hearts.
??Especially for middle-aged people like him who have had a rough and rich life experience, they can find resonance in this song.
When listening to the demo, Lao Wu almost shed tears several times.
"Teacher Fang, I would like to ask you, how much royalties are you planning to sell for this song?"
Old Wu couldn't help but asked curiously.
¡°Don¡¯t sell it for money, give it away.¡±
Fang Xiaole said.
"Free, give away?"
Old Wu was stunned. Teacher Fang actually planned to give away such a song that was bound to become a classic?
"Angkor, you should know better than me. Sometimes the free ones are the most expensive."
Fang Xiaole patted Lao Wu on the shoulder, "Excuse me, Brother Ang, I have sent the fee for this afternoon to your WeChat."
After saying that, he walked out of the recording studio.
Getting in the car, I didn¡¯t start it immediately. I took out my mobile phone, exhaled, and dialed Wang Manling¡¯s number.
The ringing sounded for a moment, the phone was connected, and a magnetic female voice rang:
"Hello, who are you?"
There seemed to be the sound of children giggling and playing nearby.
Fang Xiaole said: "Hello, Sister Manling, sorry to bother you, I am Fang Xiaole."
"Teacher Fang? Hello, hello! I won't disturb you. Ouch, Duoduo, don't make trouble!"
Wang Manling said in surprise, and then said something to the side, as if a naughty child was grabbing her mobile phone.
"Xiao, take care of your son!"
Wang Manling shouted to the side.
"Duoduo, don't disturb mom, come here quickly, dad will play with you."
A man responded immediately and hurriedly carried the child away.
¡°Oh, oh, I want my mother.¡±
¡°Mom is busy, daddy, can you give me a lollipop?¡±
"Don't give candy to your children, your teeth will be damaged!"
"Oh, I got it."
After Wang Manling ordered her husband again, she said to the mobile phone:
"I'm sorry, Teacher Fang, I was taking care of my children at home and I made you laugh."
"Sister Manling, please don't call me teacher, I really don't dare to be one!"
Fang Xiaole said quickly.
This person is the number one person in the Chinese music scene, and few people dare to pretend to be their teacher in front of her.
"Teacher Fang, don't be so modest. With your works, you have promoted Lin Yao from a newcomer to a Golden Melody Award-winning singer. With such creative ability, you can definitely be called a teacher!"
Wang Manling complimented again, and then changed the topic:
"But if we talk about seniority, Hong Sanshi is my godbrother. Would you mind if I shamelessly call you brother?"
"Of course I don't mind, it's my honor." Fang Xiaole said.
"That's great. Since we are all a family, my dear brother, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if you can agree to it?"
Wang Manling began to hit the snake and stick it on it.
But Fang Xiaole has already said directly:
"Sister Manling, I have prepared the song you want." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com