Leaving the old cat, Fang Yan went to ketchup.

The ketchup company's small recording studio was on the top floor of the building, a small separate room, all around which was empty. The heavy door was closed, and it was so quiet that no noise could be heard.

The small room is divided into two parts, one side is the recording room and the other side is the control room. Fang Yan sat in the recording studio, wearing headphones, listening to the click of the metronome, and playing his guitar. Cao Weiran sat in the control room and listened blankly. Ji Shanshan sat aside, today is Saturday, and the recording engineer did not come to work.

Fang Yan is recording a guitar track for a song by ketchup. On a computer monitor, the tracks recorded one by one along the timeline are called "audio tracks", which are stacked on top of each other, processed by post-technical processing, and then reduced and mixed into complete music. The guitar is just one part of it.

Another way is to record at the same time, where the whole band plays and the sound is recorded at the same time. It is more dynamic on site, but the post-repair space is small, and the requirements for equipment and technology are much higher.

"Is it really the first time he has entered the shed?" Cao Weiran asked Ji Shanshan.

"Definitely. ”

“……”

In a studio environment, every minute flaw of the musician is magnified, and all the technical shortcomings are exposed. Many musicians will be very uncomfortable when they enter the studio for the first time. Over the years, the music industry has developed a branch of the profession: studio guitarists.

This category of guitarists is very technical, and they are excellent craftsmen and craftsmen, but in general, they are not necessarily artists.

Fang Yan played the piano for the first time in the recording studio and recorded 3 songs of 3 tracks of guitar, all of which were played with his own Martin. He just listened to the rhythm recorded before, practiced for half an hour, and then passed it once, and Cao Weiran didn't want to record it a second time at all.

Among them, there is a song for Zhang Ruiwen, which was arranged by Lao Cao himself, but Fang Yan's accompaniment exceeded his imagination. The subtle rhythm is hidden in the regular rhythm, sharp and fierce, full of aggression.

After recording something, Lao Cao asked Fang Yan to play casually, and played it for more than 10 minutes.

"Teacher Cao, you let me out......" Fang Yan said when he had enough bombs.

"Haha. ”

Cao Weiran was in a very good mood. He thought that the guitar he recorded today could be used directly, but the other instruments needed to be re-recorded, and he had to find a better musician to match the guitar. He was a paranoid who pursued the quality of his music.

"That passage is Paul Green's style?"

"Yes. ”

Fang Yan nodded. This Teacher Cao is very powerful. He listened to Paul's guitar for a while in the afternoon, and deliberately imitated it a little bit, but he didn't expect Lao Cao to hear it.

Seeing that Fang Yan was leaving, the smile on Lao Cao's face gradually disappeared, and he said, "See you next time." ”

It was already past 9 o'clock, Fang Yan and Ji Shanshan walked out of the recording studio, and the moment the door was closed, Cao Weiran was still sitting inside, staring at the computer monitor in a daze, in the light, his figure was very lonely.

"He's not off work yet?"

In the elevator, Ji Shanshan nodded solemnly and said, "Teacher Cao is a workaholic. He is others and even harder on himself. You helped record the guitar today, and I guess he's going to be busy late. ”

"What about his wife and children......"

"Don't you know, he's not married. But, hey, there's a rumored girlfriend. ”

Fang Yan wasn't very interested in these gossips. When she arrived at the underground parking lot, Ji Shanshan started the car, took out her mobile phone, and showed Fang Yan the stocks.

"Let's make money. In the past 2 months, Huawen's stock has risen a lot, you see, today it is 35 yuan, which has doubled. I bought all the 150,000 you gave me. ”

"If you don't say it, I forgot about it. Fang Yan remembered that Ji Shanshan asked for 150,000 yuan for herself, and it turned out that she had bought stocks.

"Keep holding it, and the Chinese language will rise again. ”

Ji Shanshan didn't send Fang Yan back to the hotel, she had to go to Fang Yan's house to have a look. Entering the door, she visited the circle and gave a lot of suggestions for decoration. Fang Yan didn't want to decorate, there were traces of his parents in this house.

After tossing around, Fang Yan returned to the Four Seasons Hotel. He was afraid that Yuan Yuan would be hungry, so he bought a lot of snacks at the convenience store.

Feng Lu was also there, she and Yuan Yuan sat on the sofa, eating French fries, and watching the audition of "Chinese Singer". There was a bottle of red wine on the coffee table, and there was a little bit left. Several porcelain plates of several sizes contain roast beef, small muffins, lamb ribs, fried golden prawns, as well as Dongpo elbows, white-cut chicken, cold vegetables, a jar of soup, and a full coffee table. A combination of East and West, cups and plates are messy.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Hehehe, we're celebrating. ”

"Celebrate what?"

Yuan Yuan smiled and didn't speak, and a flush appeared on her face. Fang Yan understood.

After a day of shopping, the two came back and took a shower, and then watched TV in a daze, then drank wine and ate all kinds of good food. Soon, both of them fell into a confused bliss. Travel is the best way to enhance relationships, and Yuan Yuan and Feng Lu have become particularly close.

"Sister assistant, I booked a ticket. Fang Yan said.

Feng Lu was very disappointed, hugged a large cushion, and asked, "Wouldn't it be good to play for two more days?"

Yuan Yuan nodded: "I haven't lived enough." ”

"Eh, didn't you say that we would go abroad to play together, I got my passport today. ”

"I don't want to go anywhere. I want to watch TV. Yuan Yuan stretched out his little hand to Fang Yan and said with his head tilted. "You pull me, I'm too full to move. ”

“……”

Feng Lu drank the wine, her face was also red, and said, "I want to go out and have fun too." Let's go together. ”

"Together. ”

Yuan Yuan nodded, seeing that Fang Yan didn't pull her, the outstretched arm was slowly put down, changing direction in the air, and his little hand trembled, reaching out to the prawns on the plate. With a light bite on the side of your mouth, there is a click, and the crispy flour skin splashes everywhere.

"Delicious, delicious. ”

It's human nature to be indulgent and hardworking, Fang Yan thought. The audition selection of "Chinese Singer" is still being broadcast on TV. Soon, the two of them looked stupid again, and they saw it until midnight.

Fang Yan returned to the bedroom, closed the door and played the piano. There are a lot of WeChat in the phone that I haven't read.

Lao Liu posted a short video in the WeChat group of "Nameless Tavern", and he had a smug expression. In the video, Ding Bo is playing the piano and singing the folk song "Escape from the Tiger's Mouth", the tavern is overcrowded, and business is getting better again.

Xiao Mu sent a message to Fang Yan alone: "You sang 400 songs in the nameless tavern, it's terrible. ”

“……”

An integer. A few days ago, the business of the nameless tavern was average, Xiao Mu and Wang Yu were relatively idle, and they took the time to sort out the video materials of Fang Yan's singing, and soon, both of them were shocked. In less than 3 months, Fang Yan sang 400 songs, none of which were repeated.

Late at night, two people work in a tavern.

"A music library that moves. ”

Wang Yu made a table in his notebook, arranged them by the date of the video, and listed the title and author of each song, and soon felt dizzy. He hadn't heard most of the songs, so he asked Xiaomu one by one.

"Buy a few more hard drives, they're all full. Wang Yu chattered. "No, we have to buy a disk array. Filming is a physical job. ”

On Sunday, Fang Yan and the children had another meal. Everyone said that Yanjing and Jiangdong are not far away, and they can come back every week. Shen Boyuan and Huang Xiaozhang also wanted to gather with the classmates of the eighth class of Zhang Luo's high school, Fang Yan said next time.

On Monday, he, Yuan Yuan, and Feng Lu left Yanjing and took the high-speed train back to Jiangdong City. At around 7 p.m., the three of them came to the nameless tavern.

Nothing has changed. Huge billboards read "The Devil is Inside". There is a long queue at the entrance of the tavern, and the guests are holding number plates, standing and drinking and chatting, which is very lively. And at the door of Zheng Fatzi's "Maple Leaf" bar next door, there was no one.

Lao Liu's interest was particularly high, holding a cup of Wizard Solo, and said: "Brother, you are returning to your hometown in clothes, returning to your hometown!"

Just returned to his hometown, how to return to his hometown. Fang Yan asked, "What about Zhang Ruiwen?"

"Who?"

"It's ketchup...... The guy singing at the Maple Leaf Bar next door. Sings exceptionally well. ”

"I couldn't bear it anymore, so I left. He didn't come yesterday. Lao Liu swallowed a big sip of wine and said. "Maybe when he heard that you were coming back, he was scared away. ”

"......" Fang Yan thought, people must not be scared away. I guess it's singing in the bar every day, it's too boring.

"Fat Zheng deserves to be unlucky. Hehe, it's handsome for only three seconds......"

"I'll sing a little more tonight. ”

The wizard returned, and the people of Jiangdong City were overjoyed. Fang Yan wanted to compensate Lao Liu, and on Monday night, he and Yang Zhenyu sang together until 12 o'clock. Boss Zheng next door sat at the door drinking, wanting to cry without tears, the weather in July, his heart was cold.

Zhang Ruiwen sang for 4 nights and left, without saying goodbye, as suddenly as when he came. Zheng Fatzi thought that the tavern had come to save it, and it would be a long and beautiful love, but he didn't expect it to be just a four-night stand. Overnight, he fell from glory to trough, which was very exciting.

Even if the business of the bar has been very poor, Zheng Fatzi can barely support it, but now, after experiencing ups and downs, he feels that he will not be able to bear it.