At eight o'clock in the morning of the next day, Liu Mang did not wait for Fang Farewell.

When he saw Fang Farewell again, it was already eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

But he didn't recognize it.

It wasn't until Fang Bei patted him on the shoulder that he recognized it as Fang Bei.

"Old Fang, you...... What did you stimulate?"

The man who appeared in front of him had changed his usual outfit with a scruffy beard, messy hair, cigarette butts, a T-shirt on the upper body, five-point pants on the bottom, and flip-flops.

The man was dressed in a suit, with matte leather shoes, a low-key and luxurious-looking watch on his wrist, his hair was obviously made on the back, and he had flat glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Obviously, this person is Fang Bei.

Fang Bei stretched out his hand and wiped his back: "How is it, isn't it a lot more handsome?"

"You let me go for a little pigeon to fix this?" Liu Mang was speechless, "But we're going to record songs, you're so pompous...... I don't know the price of your set of lines, and I think you sell insurance. ”

Not to mention Fuso.

In China, those who are wearing suits and leather shoes outside on a hot day are either bank employees or brothers in the insurance industry.

Or maybe it's a friend of the 4S store.

Of course, the boss also wears suits, but they are most likely sitting in the car and blowing the air conditioner when they go out.

Of course Fang Bei is not, and even those who know how to understand everything just by looking at the price of his outfit.

Tiffany's high-end custom suit, a tie costs 1,070.

Needless to say, shoes.

And that watch.

Liu Mang's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance what brand of the low-key luxury watch was: "it?!Patek Philippe?!Where did you get it?"

He didn't ask Fang Bei if he was wearing a fake.

Because he understands Fang Bei, this guy either doesn't wear it at all, and if he wears it, it must be genuine.

Fang Bei raised his left hand wearing the watch, gently stroked the side of his back, and smiled: "The eldest lady sent it." ”

"Damn!" Liu Mang gritted his teeth, "Why is there such a good thing? I worked hard all night to help you get the song and contact the recording studio, why haven't I encountered such a good thing?"

Then he immediately changed his face and smiled flatteringly: "Old Fang, Brother Fang, brother, please ask you something." Can you help ask our eldest lady if she has a girlfriend? The brother is not very demanding, just the kind with one-tenth of her family background. ”

Fang Bei squinted at him: "No, Wu Kai, his ex-wife is deeply rooted? ”

"My dad used to be a pianist, and it is said that he has won all the world's major piano awards, according to him and me, if the piano performance world is equivalent to the NBA, then he is the MVP, FMVP, scoring champion, rebounding king, assist king, steal king, block king Grand Slam player. Anyway, he was very unhappy that I didn't embark on the piano road, he was very unhappy when I studied directing, and he was very happy when I was excluded from the film and television industry to write songs a few years ago, and now he is unhappy. ”

Liu Mang waved his hand: "Don't mention my old man, I don't know what the urine sex of his ex-wife is thin monkey, I miss the young me at the beginning, and the teacher's unfair things." But I also talked to the thin monkey, and he was also very bitter, so the past is over. ”

"You're so open-minded. Fang Bei said perfunctorily, "What about the song?"

Liu Mang also made a joke casually just now, and after speaking, it passed: "Let's go, get in the car and watch it again, let's go to the recording studio first." ”

............

After driving for about half an hour, the two rushed to an old-fashioned bungalow.

Liu Mang's friend's recording studio is here.

The music he plays in his circle also belongs to the level of the second generation of the little rich, and many people play music purely for fun, and they don't want to be famous or anything.

But the equipment here is professional enough.

When I met the boss, this was an ordinary-looking man with long hair and glasses.

Fang Bei knew at a glance that this buddy's hobby was either rock or folk.

As a result, he didn't guess wrong, everyone played rock and folk songs.

"Oh, Director Fang, I'm your fan!" the man came up and shook hands enthusiastically, and then he took out his mobile phone, "Can you take a picture?"

How can you refuse?

"Absolutely. ”

So the guy grabbed Fang Bei's shoulders and took a group photo and took a selfie.

After that, don't see him post on Moments, although I don't know what he posted, but his eyes are a little close to the screen, I'm afraid his eyesight is not very good.

"Oh, I'm sorry. After the man finished posting the circle of friends, he grabbed Fang Bei's hand and shook it, "My name is Gao Yuanli, Fang Dao, you can call me Xiao Gao." ”

High fade away ...... Playing musical instruments and singing still have bad eyes...... Fang Bei smiled: "Hello." ”

Tsk, it's a pity that it's not Gao gradually leaving "Qin Shi Mingyue", otherwise maybe you can meet his domestic paper man wife Snow Girl, Flame Spirit Ji or something.

After shaking hands, Gao Yanli took the two of them to the room opposite the glass of the recording studio: "Director Fang, I heard Liu Pang say that you wrote a song, I don't know if you brought the demo?

Don't look at Liu Mang, Liu Mang squeezed his eyes.

No matter how you say this, it's a song from Fang Bei, without his consent, Liu Mang won't say it outside.

"Record it now. Liu Mang handed the USB flash drive to Gao Yanli, "Old Fang, don't look at Xiao Gao's short-sightedness, he is definitely a master of arrangement." Many past singers in the music circle have recorded music here. ”

"Oh? It turned out to be a master, disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

"It's fine. Gao gradually didn't care, he tuned the tune and lyrics from Liu Mang's USB flash drive.

After watching it for two minutes, he turned his head with an expression on his face that was even more enthusiastic than just now: "Director Fang, this song you wrote yourself?"

Fang Bei nodded: "It can be regarded as a joint effort between me and Liu Fatzi." ”

Gao Yuanli thought for a while: "I feel that the piano and the drum kit can be used, so let's record a paragraph first, and I'll try it here." ”

"Okay, that's for you. ”

Fang Bei came to the recording studio separated by a piece of glass, put on headphones, set up the lyrics of the song score, and then heard a high voice from the headphones: "Director Fang, okay, you can say it." ”

Fang Bei didn't even smoke a cigarette in order to record a song today.

Clearing his throat, he made an OK gesture.

A few seconds later, a piano prelude came through the headphones.

When the music played, Fang Bei's familiarity with the song from his previous life also returned.

He closed his eyes, found his groove, and began to sing the song "I DO".

"I remember that autumn, meeting on a cool beach. Like a fairy tale, the plot comes to mind......"

Liu Mang and Gao Yanli next door were shocked, and the two glanced at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Fang Bei closed his eyes and didn't pay attention to them.

He felt like he was going back.

returned to the KTV in his previous life, he was the Maiba of the audience, and he was the little prince of KTV.

He was fully devoted, he thought of the dishes made by the eldest lady, he thought of the good of the eldest lady, and he thought of the day and night with the eldest lady in the past year.

He put all his feelings into this song.

He felt like he'd never played so well.

He himself was intoxicated.

A few minutes later, he finished singing the song over and over again, and neither Gao nor Liu Mang interrupted him.

Taking off his headphones, he saw the stunned expressions of the two men across the glass wall.

Steady!

These two people are worthy of being top masters, and they didn't even cry after listening to the songs they devoted themselves to!

Fang Bei shook his fist in his heart.

Could it be that someone on our side has a talent for singing?

No, not this time, and the next time they must make them both cry!

He came to the next door happily, and as soon as he entered the room, he asked, "How is it?

Gao Yanli took a deep breath, and he woke up from the shock of Fang Bei's singing.

"How so...... It's really a level I've never seen before. He pondered his words, "I think so...... Fang Dao, you still have a lot of room for improvement. ”

"Huh?" Fang Bei was stunned, "I can't sing?"

It is worthy of a gold medal arrangement, and the requirements are high!

The corner of Liu Mang's eyes twitched next to him: "Old Fang, you ...... Forget it, Xiao Gao, you can listen to him first. ”

The so-called dry sound is a pure human voice without music.

Gao Yuanli nodded and clicked the play: "Director Fang, you are ready to do so." ”

After that, Fang Bei's song rang out.

Not...... How so......

Fang Bei himself was shocked.

He felt that Gao's statement of gradual departure could be regarded as giving face.

According to his own feeling after listening to it, it is probably ...... Not to mention out of tune, it's not even out of tune.

"No, I really sing so badly?"

Gao gradually pushed his glasses: "Fang Dao, it's okay." There are many singers who are better at the scene than you, anyway, you can record songs repeatedly and indefinitely, and you can also sell them out if you do a good tuning in the later stage, which is not a big deal. ”

Fang Bei's face collapsed: "But I just want to sing it live......"

"Ahh......h

He actually wanted to say, "Otherwise, Director Fang, you will write a song and sing it for others."

But the identity of the other party is here, and as a fan of Fang Bei, he is really embarrassed to be angry with his idol.

Fang Bei was also quite frustrated.

In his previous life, he was known as the little prince of KTV and the chairman of Chou in Los Angeles.

Could it be all perfunctory by friends?

The atmosphere fell silent for a while.

After a while, Gao Yuanli broke the stiff atmosphere, and he wanted to find a way for his idol: "Director Fang, are you good at high or low notes when you sing?"

Fang Bei thought about it and replied honestly: "If you can't sing the high notes, you will be out of tune if you sing it." The bass can be lowered, but I can't guarantee that the tone will be accurate. ”

Gao Yuanli nodded.

To put it bluntly, it's okay to sing soothing songs.

Forget about the other song "Can't Open Your Mouth", I guess he won't be able to sing it.

"I DO" is pretty good, but the key is too low.

"Director Fang, let's do it again in a while, this time I'll give you a stronger ear return, remember to keep the tone a little higher. Also, this is a recording studio, and the sound insulation is absolutely fine, so you don't have to sing it quietly at home, and you can't make noise with your neighbors. ”

"......" Fang Bei barely managed to maintain a smiling face, "Okay, I'll do it again." ”

He returned to the next door dejectedly.