"The end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Finally earned."

Three hours later, Fang Jing took off the badge of the shopping guide and walked out of the underwear store.

He finally relied on his charm and sold more than 30 sets of underwear in just three hours.

Due to the brand of the store itself, and the reason for this event, there are many buyers who come to the store. With his eloquence and acting skills, coupled with his good appearance, Fang Jing kills all ages and ranks first in sales.

After all, he is also an old driver who knows women very well, and with a brief analysis and appropriate praise and ridicule, the underwear is sold out one after another.

This made the female boss of the store see the sweetness, and she wanted to hire Fang Jing as a long-term employee.

But as soon as he got the sales commission of 700 yuan, he didn't stay for a moment, regardless of the female boss's retention, and immediately withdrew.

"Buy the work 'Mountains and Flowing Water'."

With enough entertainment coins, Fang Jing immediately purchased the work from the system.

It was exactly 1,300 points of entertainment coins that were consumed by him.

A palm-sized, blue-yellow paper appeared on Fang Jing's hand, and the words "Mountains and Flowing Water" were simply written on it.

When you buy something from the system, there will be a specific item in your hand. It's just that these items are small and simple, but they have a symbolic meaning, and triggering is equivalent to use. When I bought it for a long time, it was a CD that appeared, and the last song was also such a piece of paper. But it doesn't matter what you look like, what really matters is the ability that the system brings.

With a firm grip, the paper vanished, and many notes flooded into his mind. The song "Mountains and Flowing Water" was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Fang Jingjia didn't go back, and the most important thing now was to record "Mountains and Flowing Water" first and declare it to the witness meeting. So he took a taxi directly and went downstairs to Parkson Entertainment's company.

"Hello, I'm going to rent a recording studio, can you arrange it for me?"

This time he had no one to lead and couldn't use the studio at will. But I found the front desk directly and had to rent it.

After all, if you bother Director Jiang and others to say hello, it's really embarrassing and unnecessary. Almost all entertainment companies rent their recording studios, so it's obviously more convenient to rent them for a day.

In fact, the equipment of the recording studio in Parkson Entertainment is first-class in China, but there are not many people who usually come to rent. For no other reason, it's because it's expensive.

But these days, almost all the recording studios are full.

It is precisely because of the 72 hours of creative action that many creators rush to record the music as soon as they have created it. However, of course, there will be no recording equipment in the homes of ordinary people, so now the national entertainment companies, music studios and other places that can record are almost full. At this time, of course, no one cares about the cost of renting, as long as they can be recorded

And usually, several little-known singers under Parkson Entertainment rarely enter the recording studio once in a few months, but now one occupies a recording studio, and they can't come out.

The receptionist at the front desk was not surprised that someone came to rent the recording studio, politely asked Fang Jing to wait for a while, and then replied after checking it on the computer: "Hello, the No. 7 recording studio is empty now, you can rent it, how long do you want to rent it." ”

"One day."

Fang Jing's luck was not bad, the No. 7 recording studio had just finished recording, and it was the only one that was vacant. He paid the money directly and walked to the recording studio.

When ordinary singers are recording, they have a team to help. This will obviously be more efficient, and the quality will be better, so I can make it later.

There is no need for post-production to record piano music, although there is a lot of equipment in the recording studio, which can be operated step by step, and one person can complete the recording.

Besides, it is rare for a guqin to appear in the recording studio, but as soon as Jing walked into the recording studio, he saw a guqin lying there quietly.

Obviously, the last person who came to record borrowed this guqin from Parkson Entertainment, and it is still here. And the people of Parkson also know that almost all of the people who have come to record in the past two days are recording qin songs, so this guqin doesn't need to be put away at all, just put it here.

Fang Jing was not polite, he directly closed the door of the recording studio, and after opening the equipment again, he sat in front of the piano.

The imprint in his mind gradually emerged, and he took a deep breath, and his fingers slowly began to pluck the strings like water.

The upper part of the mountain ......

The lower half of the running water......

Every point and every note in the song, he tried to grasp it firmly.

What he wants is not only to rely on the imprint of the system to simply play this song, but to truly express what is inside.

It's easy to say, it's easy to remember. But it's even harder to do it.

Once, twice, three times.

He stayed tirelessly in the recording studio, closed the door, and the world was only the sound of the piano, and he couldn't feel the passage of time at all. In this state, too many things are put down, and only music is left in the eyes.

In the back, Fang Jing's fingers and stomachs were already red and began to swell, and a deep line could be seen on each finger's belly, which was the trace left by the continuous pressing of the strings.

It hurts, all ten fingers hurt.

Fortunately, he endured this pain, and gradually became paralyzed, turning into a pain that he didn't feel.

At this state, Fang Jing couldn't stop. Because once he stopped, his fingers got rid of the paralyzing feeling, and when he pressed the strings again, it was a pain in his heart, and he couldn't play even if he gritted his teeth.

Time passed bit by bit, and when Fang Jing finished recording, he opened the door of the recording studio. Only to find that the entire Parkson Entertainment was almost silent, and only a few rooms were lit up.

Looking outside, the full moon was hanging high, the night was very old, and it was already late at night.

There are less than twenty-four hours left until the last testimony.

At this time, there was a commotion on the Internet: "Today is the anniversary of Mr. Zhong, and Mr. Zhong has been legacious for eternity." ”

"In memory of Mr. Zhong, musicians across the country will not forget him, a great man of music."

""Banqu High Mountain" will definitely be kept, and your posthumous work will definitely stay in China."

"There are less than twenty-four hours left, can you still hold on?"

"The uncompetitive classical music circle, I really want to spray you to death, spicy chicken."

"Brother, don't spray, everyone knows they're trying. We want to give them support and give them confidence! ”

"Yes, yes, come on classical music."

"Come on classical music!"

Thousands of forwards, just cheer for the music.

Fang Jing cut the tune, used the computer in the recording studio, and sent it directly to the public mailbox of the witness meeting with the written score.

The name of the document is "Mountains and Flowing Water".