At one o'clock in the morning, it was already past the time to get off work, and the Jiande Building was basically completely dark, but the twelfth floor was brightly lit.

This is where Guanghui Network is stationed.

Since the news of the official implementation of the online copyright legislation on May 1 was confirmed, the lights have often been lit up late, because under the will of the new boss, Guanghui.com has now gradually shifted its focus to the newly established cloud music department. The upcoming implementation of the Internet Copyright Act on May 1 is undoubtedly a huge impact, change and opportunity for the online music market.

In the face of such a major event, the music department of Guanghuiyun has been naturally busy for a period of time, and every employee is like a motor with enough clockwork, and it can't stop at all, and it really achieves that women are men and men are animals. However, the new boss is quite benevolent, and the high-intensity work corresponds to a significant upgrade in salary and benefits, which makes everyone full of enthusiasm and not much complaining.

But even for Guanghuiyun music at this time, it is still brightly lit until one o'clock in the morning, which is a bit abnormal.

"Those people in Guanghui haven't gotten off work yet?"

Xiao Zhang, the security guard of Jiande Building, returned to the monitoring room to take a break after the routine patrol to the sixth floor, during which he glanced over the monitoring wall, and saw that the light of several of the monitors was a little abnormal, so he paid more attention to it, and then saw which floor the picture belonged to, and subconsciously asked.

Lao Luo, another night security guard in the monitoring room, was sitting behind the table, with his legs crossed on the table, watching an evening movie - on the table in front of him, there was a small TV set, on which the evening movie was playing.

After hearing Xiao Zhang's question, he didn't turn his head, and casually asked, "Isn't this normal? ”

These security guards are the ones who know the attendance and rest of each company in this building best, and they have long been accustomed to the recent work and rest status of those people in Guanghui.

Xiao Zhang walked over, took off his hat and threw it on the table, sat up, stretched his head and tilted it, glanced at the screen of the small TV, and said, "But I haven't seen them get off work at this point, what time is it?"

"What time is it?"

Lao Luo finally took his eyes off the small TV in front of him, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and blurted out: "Damn, it's a little too much?"

Then he looked at the front monitoring wall, and indeed saw that the twelfth floor was still lit, and there were people hurrying from under the monitoring and walking in the direction of Guanghui Company.

"It's pathetic. ”

Lao Luo shook his head again and again, "I heard that they had a new boss before, and they said that the new boss was very good to them, and the salary and benefits were increased a lot, but now it doesn't seem to be good." This kind of work method, no matter how much money you give, you still want to die?"

Although he was pitying those people on his lips, judging from the gloating expression on his face, it was obvious that he didn't think so in his heart.

"yes. ”

Xiao Zhang also sighed, "Those of us who work as security guards, although we are not as decent as them, and our salaries are not as much as theirs, but our working hours are normal, and our health is guaranteed, unlike them." Like them, now the money is earned, but the health is lost, and when they are old, they have to use the money to exchange for health, which is not cost-effective, not cost-effective......"

Xiao Zhang said, shaking his head again and again, and a sense of superiority spontaneously arose in his heart.

And at this moment, those who are pitiful in their mouths are working in full swing.

“…… This title layout is not good, you can see this red, red and green for yourself, do you think it is okay?"

Hu Zongxing poked the pattern on the paper he was holding with his fingers, "I really don't know what kind of aesthetic you are, take it back and redo it!"

Hu Zongxing said, throwing the paper in his hand casually.

The little girl in front of him lowered her head and picked it up, quickly turned around and left the office, and continued to revise it.

After she left, Hu Zongxing did not sit down, but walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked out through the glass, and saw that there was a hot work scene outside, and everyone was buried in work.

Such a scene didn't make his mood much better, but he sighed and was very irritable.

Can you not be irritable?

He originally had a plan to make a villain tonight, and the preparations were all ready, so he was about to kick the door, but the big boss suddenly called and ordered him to come to the company immediately to preside over the overall situation, saying that there was an urgent project to be launched overnight, and asked him to come to the company immediately to have a video conference.

Then Hu Zongxing could only scold his mother while quenching his desire, and left the house ruthlessly in his wife's resentful gaze that could melt people, and hurried to the company.

When you encounter this kind of thing, as long as you are an individual, can you not be irritable?

But irritability is irritability, and work still has to be done. As a senior management of the company, he has long been mentally prepared to encounter similar things.

These executives are envious to outsiders, but there are also a lot of things to worry about. After all, at the end of the day, they are just high-level workers.

Thinking of this, Hu Zongxing didn't continue to think about it, but his mind changed, and the footsteps that he wanted to go back to sit behind the desk also changed direction, walked to the direction of the door, opened the door and walked out.

It's better to hurry up and finish the things that the big boss has explained, if it's fast, maybe I can't go back to my wife yet.

……

Hu Zongxing was not the only one who was tossed tonight, and Bao Xiaobei didn't sleep well.

Although he is not like Hu Zongxing, he has a plan to make a villain to be busy, but when Shen Huan called him, he was already lying on the bed, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze.

As a result, Shen Huan woke him up with a phone call, hoping that he would immediately contact a Shanghai or a recording studio around Shanghai, and find someone immediately, he wanted to record a record.

What the heck!

Bao Xiaobei had to wonder if there was something wrong with his ears, or something was wrong with Shen Huan's brain.

Who would be like him, improvised, and suddenly wanted to record a record in the middle of the night! And he didn't even give any time to prepare, listening to Shen Huan's meaning, he was going to start it immediately, and he had to finish it all from zero to nothing in one night.

“…… Are you stimulated by something?"

Bao Xiaobei also expressed his doubts on the phone.

Shen Huan replied: "I just happened to have inspiration, and I couldn't wait to get it out immediately." ”

“……”

Bao Xiaobei thinks that he is also a very artistic and casual person, and many things he does seem absurd to others, but he also has to admit that he is still a small artist compared to Shen Huan.

At least he wouldn't be impatient to do such a thing at once because of a temporary idea, and disturb other people's rest in the middle of the night.

However, Bao Xiaobei still did not refuse Shen Huan after all.

He was very impressed by Shen Huan's musical works and musical talent, and the time when he was engaged in music creation with him even gave Bao Xiaobei a feeling of enjoying music.

For an old man like Bao Xiaobei, who has been in the circle for a long time, music creation has become close to mechanization and formulaic, and it is rare to find this feeling when he first entered this industry, so Bao Xiaobei is still very much looking forward to another cooperation with Shen Huan.

Just for this reason, Shen Huan's behavior today is also forgivable in Bao Xiaobei's opinion, and it can still be cooperated.

"Okay, I'll give it a try. ”

After Bao Xiaobei hung up the phone, he immediately went to the bathroom to wash his face, sobered himself up, and then really thought carefully about his network and began to contact people.

Fortunately, many people in their line of work have different biological clocks from ordinary people. At this time when normal people have gone to bed, there are still many people who have not slept, so he really managed to find a friend who promised to start work overnight, and really got together the basic manpower, and finally called Shen Huan, reported the address to him, and asked him to come over.

……

"Chaohua" professional recording studio is a recording studio located on Haize Road in Pudong New Area.

Because the time is already early in the morning, even Shanghai, an international metropolis known as the city that never sleeps, is still sparsely populated in a location like Haize Road, which is not a commercial center.

To be precise, there should be almost no one.

When Shen Huan got out of the car, the entire street was empty, and in front of him was the destination that Bao Xiaobei had sent him before, and a huge sign hung on it. The light strip on the sign has been extinguished, but by the light of the street lamp, you can see the name of the recording studio on the signboard, and Bao Xiaobei, who is standing at the door waiting for him.

"You're a fucked idea, what time is it. ”

Bao Xiaobei's eyes gathered when he saw the car coming, and when he saw Shen Huan getting off the car, he immediately greeted him, and complained while walking: "And it just so happens that I haven't worked recently, so I'm nesting in Shanghai." If I'm not in Shanghai now, I really can't help you. ”

Shen Huan also walked up, gave him a hug, and then separated, and said with a smile: "Didn't I know that you were in Shanghai now, so I called you?" Thank you so much, I remember this love." ”

Bao Xiaobei shook his head, glanced at Shen Huan, and suddenly asked, "Do you have a game at night?"

Shen Huan came directly from the party, and he didn't change the clothes on his body, so he was also seen at once.

"Hmm. ”

Shen Huan nodded, took a step forward, and walked inside with Bao Xiaobei, saying as he walked, "I just came out of a bureau." ”

"That inspiration was found in this bureau as well?"

"Sort of. ”

Bao Xiaobei's face showed envy, "You are still amazing, you can find inspiration in every game." It's a far cry like me, and I can't write anything good by meditating at home. Then the conversation turned, "How much inspiration did you have this time?" is it a song, or a few songs, or a whole album?......

The two of them spoke, and walked in.

This recording studio doesn't look big outside, but after entering it, I found that it really responded to the sentence "Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs", and in the living room, there are already a few people waiting.

"Don't worry, don't look at this place is not very big, but it is absolutely professional, and all kinds of equipment are working. Not to mention anything else, it is the set of MGX-510 workbenches made in Germany, there are not many recording studios in the country, and it definitely meets your requirements......"

Bao Xiaobei noticed that Shen Huan was observing the situation of this recording studio, and hurriedly patted his chest to reassure him.

"That's good. ”

Hearing this, Shen Huan nodded, and then his eyes fell on the few people in front of him.

There are a total of six young people, both men and women, with colorful hair, all different, all colors, Shen Huan feels that one more can make up a gourd baby.

"Come, let me introduce you, this is the owner of this recording studio, Li Hao, you can also call him a mouse, he sometimes makes a cameo appearance as a recording engineer, and the level is still very good......"

Bao Xiaobei introduced the people present to Shen Huan one by one, and Shen Huan also shook hands one by one with a smile on his face.

Through Bao Xiaobei's introduction, Shen Huan found that among these people, from recording engineers to guitarists, to drummers, etc., they are basically working together, which also gives Shen Huan a further understanding of Bao Xiaobei's ability.

Bao Xiaobei's roots in this circle are still deep, and in just such a while, at this point in time, he can gather so many people, and his connections are really wide.

And the reactions of these people after seeing him, Shen Huan also saw them one by one.

These people's reaction to him, on the whole, seems to be mostly curious, and there is no special enthusiasm, which is good, and the work must be very professional after a while, and the work progress will not be affected by too many external factors.

When introducing each other, Du Ziqing, a part-time driver, finally parked the car and came in, Bao Xiaobei also introduced him by the way, and finally pulled Shen Huan aside and asked, "You didn't say it just now, how much of your sudden inspiration is? What do you want to do this time? What do you want to do in this?"

These things should have been told to him by Shen Huan at the beginning, so that he could do the next related work. However, he was almost asleep when he received the call before, and his mind was a little confused, so he didn't ask, and then he was busy with the things that Shen Huan asked him for, and he didn't have time to ask again, and he finally asked it at this moment.

It can also be seen that Bao Xiaobei really recognizes and even admires Shen Huan's musical talent, so he can make all the preparations without knowing anything, just with Shen Huan's words.

And Shen Huan also answered his questions.

"There is a lot of inspiration, mainly to make an album, but it is not an ordinary album, it is more conceptual, and the initial plan is to include more than 100 songs. ”

"A whole album ......"

Shen Huan said, Bao Xiaobei nodded, but when he realized what Shen Huan meant by these words, he suddenly widened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and stammered: "Hundred, hundred, hundred?!"

That's too conceptual, isn't it?

I've never heard of an album like this!

What a devilish album this is!

How to price this kind of album!

Besides, where did he get so much inspiration!

This guy is kidding, right?

Definitely!