When Lu Chen saw Wang Jing for the first time, his feeling was

This kid is so handsome!

Then he immediately realized that he had made a fuss, and the other party was not a boy, but a girl.

A handsome girl.

She is about 1.75 meters tall, with a pair of long compass-like straight legs wrapped in aqua blue thin jeans, and a homemade silk-printed cotton T-shirt on her upper body, and her hair is cut short, so she looks very neat.

This girl is very beautiful, whether it is eyes, nose, lips, and chin all meet the usual aesthetic standards, but she is not the kind of charming or flamboyant that is big road, there is a heroic spirit that is difficult to express in words.

What impressed Lu Chen the most was her eyes, which were bright and like morning stars.

"This is my daughter Wang Jing"

Wang Changsheng introduced to both parties: "This is Mr. Lu Chen, a new customer of our studio. ”

"Hello!"

Wang Jing generously stretched out his hand to Lu Chen: "Welcome to Nirvana Studio." ”

Lu Chen shook hands with her: "Hello." ”

After sitting down again, Lu Chen handed the sheet music he had printed earlier to the other party and asked, "I want to ask your studio to help me complete the arrangement and accompaniment recording of this song, can it be done in two days?"

Wang Jing frowned, took the printing paper and looked at it.

She watched very carefully, and hummed softly according to the score, singing in a very accurate tone.

The frowning brow gradually relaxed, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

After a while, the handsome girl raised her head and asked, "Mr. Lu, did you write this song yourself?"

Lu Chen nodded: "Yes." ”

The songwriter on the score is under his name.

Wang Jing asked suspiciously: "This song is very well written, why did you ask me to arrange it?"

"Wang Jing!"

Before Lu Chen could answer, Wang Changsheng glared at her fiercely and said, "Mr. Lu is asking if you can finish it in two days?"

Wang Changsheng knew his daughter's temper too well, for fear that she would scare away Lu Chen, the customer he had finally found.

Wang Jing pursed her lips, she didn't refute her father, but her silence and the stubborn look on her face made the atmosphere in the small reception room a little awkward.

Lu Chen coughed, and was about to explain a few words, when Wang Jing suddenly said: "Two days is too rushed, I can't guarantee to make the best quality, can I give a few more days?"

Lu Chen said: "Here's the thing, on the 10th, I want to participate in the talent show of Beijing Satellite TV, because the accompaniment of the song has to be sent in advance, so the time can not be delayed any longer, but I don't ask for the best quality." ”

"Sing China?"

Wang Jing's brows furrowed again: "Since it's such an important matter, why didn't you come a few days earlier?"

Lu Chen smiled bitterly.

He finally understood why Wang Changsheng had to work tirelessly to go to Delong Building to pull business, Wang Jing's temper was too easy to offend customers, where could the studio's business be good?

Lu Chen was not angry, many powerful people are often different from ordinary people in terms of personality.

Kyoin graduates should be trustworthy.

But her father Wang Changsheng was about to cry: "Wang Jing"

Wang Jing raised her head and said, "It's okay for two days, but the production cost is 20,000 yuan!"

20,000 yuan?

Lu Chen's expression became strange - Miss, I am a good talker, you can't treat me as a wronged leader!

20,000 yuan for a song, just arrangement and accompaniment, why did he go to Nirvana Studio to produce it?

Lu Chen couldn't help but look at Wang Changsheng who was sitting on the side.

At this time, Wang Changsheng finally showed the emotional intelligence of a qualified studio manager, and he said to Wang Jing very calmly: "You go to prepare for the work, and I will talk to Mr. Lu about the production cost." ”

The latter was obviously unwilling, but the pleading in Wang Changsheng's eyes made her silent, and she still took the score and left.

Wang Changsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Lu Chen very embarrassedly: "Mr. Lu, my daughter's temper is not very good, please don't mind, but you can rest assured of her ability, our studio will work overtime to help you complete this song!"

"As for the price, how about 10,000 yuan?"

He took the initiative to cut the price in half, obviously hoping to win Lu Chen's business.

Although Lu Chen knew that he insisted on persevering, he might be able to cut a few thousand more yuan, but after all, this was an urgent business, and it was normal for the price to be high, and if he cut it too hard, others might not be willing to make it with his heart.

After thinking about it, he said: "Ten thousand is okay, if this song can satisfy me, then my first album can also be handed over to your studio to make." ”

"Okay, okay!"

Wang Changsheng was immediately overjoyed: "I also hope to cooperate with you for a long time, Mr. Lu!"

Making a full album is different from making 10 singles alone, and the former is more demanding.

So for any music studio, making an album is a challenge, but also an opportunity.

If the album sells well, then it is easy to make a name for itself in the industry, and business will naturally roll in.

Since its establishment, Nirvana Studio has not produced a real album.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng became more and more determined to firmly grasp Lu Chen's customer, and he said very sincerely: "Mr. Lu, since you are here, let's take a look at the recording studio in our studio first, and I will invite you to dinner in the evening!"

Lu Chen said with a smile: "I want to watch the recording studio, let's talk about it later." ”

Led by the other party, he came to visit the recording studio of Nirvana Studio.

This recording studio occupies more than half of the entire studio area, and the condenser microphones, microphone amplifiers, monitors, vocal effects, mixers, VOD song players and other hardware equipment are basically complete, which looks quite professional.

The interior is very neat and clean, the installation and arrangement of pipelines, air conditioners, soundproof walls, and soundproof doors are in place, although the space inside is not very large, but it does not feel cramped, in stark contrast to the office area outside.

In charge of the recording studio is Wang Changsheng's son Wang Hui, this handsome young man with glasses has a shy personality, and his sister's appearance is six or seven points similar.

Wang Changsheng was quite proud of his son, and he invited him kindly: "Mr. Lu, do you want Xiaohui to help you record a song on the spot?"

Lu Chen suddenly became interested and asked, "Do you have a guitar here?"

Nirvana Studios doesn't just have guitars, but also a very small Nirvana band.

Along with the guitar came four band members, including Wang Jing, and the other three were young people in their twenties, who stood in the control room, watching Lu Chen's singing through the vacuum glass window.

Lu Chen entered the recording studio for the first time in his life, but in the dream world, Xu Bo was a frequent visitor to the recording studio.

It's just that most of what Xu Bo recorded in the recording studio were other people's songs, and in order to make a living, he often accompanied others, sang samples and even sang harmony, and never released an album that really belonged to him.

When the memory flashed, Lu Chen held the guitar, closed his eyes in front of the microphone, and didn't open them for a long time.

In the outer control room, a long-haired young man sneered softly: "Funny, it's not a movie"

The man in a black T-shirt next to him pretended to be serious and said, "You don't understand, this is called brewing emotions." ”

The small young man between the two shook his shoulders with a look of unbearable laughter.

And Wang Jing hugged her arms and didn't speak, her eyes stared at Lu Chen, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Fortunately, Wang Changsheng just went out, otherwise he would have been angry to death by a few of them.

Wang Hui frowned, and stopped talking.

Several of the band members knew how to be measured, and they didn't joke too much, and they all put away their smiles.

As for what is going on in their hearts, only they know.

Of course, Lu Chen, who was in the recording room, couldn't hear the conversation outside, and felt that his mood had been adjusted to the best state, he opened his eyes and nodded at Wang Hui, signaling that he could start.

Wang Hui immediately pressed the button and gave Lu Chen a thumbs up—come on!

Lu Chen plucked the strings and played the high-spirited prelude smoothly.

The song he wants to sing is "Once You"!

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I just returned to my home from Ganzhou today, and I was about to vomit in the car, so I only have one more, please forgive me.

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