Richard's piano recital ended, because considering that the actor's passage would be more crowded, Ye Luo did not rush out, but waited in the box for a while.

was chatting with Song Yan and Yu Yiyi when there was a knock on the door of the box.

Ye Luo thought it was the waiter who came to clean, so he didn't think much about it, and opened the door easily.

As a result, this door opened, and a blonde, wild and sexy rock 'n' roll queen opened.

Merina still has her trademark big golden waves, her figure wrapped in black leather clothes is convex and backward, and her blue eyes are a little resentful, staring straight at Ye Luo.

"Sister Mai." Ye Luo said slightly embarrassed, "Hello." ”

"I'm not good." "Why can't you get through to my number?" ”

"It's in arrears." Ye Luo casually found a reason.

Merina rolled her eyes, "Your explanation is insincere. ”

"What then?" Ye Luo scratched his head.

"Come with me to the United States and write songs for me for free for ten years." Merina raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't it?" Ye Luo was startled.

"I guess that's impossible, right?" Merina said.

Ye Luo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled awkwardly.

"Then a song." Merina stretched out her finger and stroked Ye Luo's chin, "Don't excuse yourself, little handsome guy." ”

Ye Luo raised his head slightly, although he knew that American women were more cheerful and arrogant, but this kind of frivolous behavior still made his face flash a little uncomfortable.

But Merina didn't care about him, took his hand, took a pen from her pocket, and wrote the number directly in the palm of his hand: "This is my personal phone, you can call me at any time, if you release my pigeon again this time." I'm really angry. ”

After writing the number, Merina winked at Ye Luo, then turned around and left.

Ye Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Song Yan walked to Ye Luo's side at this time, and also took Ye Luo's hand, holding a wet tissue in her small hand.

"What are you doing?" Ye Luo was puzzled.

Song Yan was possessed by Wang Nicole at this moment. glanced at Ye Luo lightly, and said, "Before I came out, I promised Mo'er that except for me and Yiyi, I would not let you have contact with other women, let alone hook up." That woman, obviously interested in you, can't give her this chance. ”

While speaking, Song Yan wiped the phone number in Ye Luo's palm clean.

"But. If the instructor writes songs for Merina, she will soon be able to enter the European and American music market, and she is one of the four major singers in Europe and the United States! Yu Yiyi said at this time.

"What do you need a personal phone call to write a song?" Song Yan said coldly, "Merina's work phone number is known to the whole world. ”

Yu Yiyi sneered and said, "Song Yan, are you jealous?" ”

"Yiyi, don't talk nonsense." Ye Luo glanced at Yu Yiyi and changed the topic: "Okay." It's almost time now, let's go back. ”

……

Return to the Presidential Suite in the evening. Ye Luo took a comfortable bath, then lay on the soft and comfortable big bed, took a book placed at the head of the bed, and flipped through it.

The door was gently opened, and Song Yan, dressed in red, walked in.

Song Yan loves to wear red. Even the bathrobe, under the loose silk bathrobe, Song Yan's perfect body curves are like shadows, and the two collarbones under the neck are sexy and seductive, this bathrobe is very short. barely covers half of his thighs.

If it weren't for the fact that she was still holding a guitar in her hand, and Yu Yiyi was wearing a white rabbit pajamas behind her, Ye Luo would have almost shouted "indecent".

"What is this?" Ye Luo is a little inexplicable.

"Instructor, you're going to compete with that Hanguan tomorrow!" Yu Yiyi said, "Aren't you going to prepare tonight?" This guitar was sent by Song Yan overnight for fear that you would not find an instrument to practice. ”

"I have a heart." Ye Luo nodded to Song Yan, and then smiled, "However, I really don't need to prepare anything." ”

Yu Yiyi walked to Ye Luo's bedside, jumped slightly, jumped on the bed, sat cross-legged beside Ye Luo and said, "I know that the instructor doesn't need to write a draft when you write a song, but that Hanguan is very powerful." If you don't pick a tune, what if you lose to him? ”

"If you lose, you lose." Ye Luo shook his head indifferently, "10,000 dollars a song, it's not like I can't afford to lose." ”

"Oh, why are you so heartless?" Yu Yiyi slapped Ye Luo lightly, "You are not afraid of losing, we can't afford to lose this person on the side, speaking of which, you are now the teacher of the two of us!" I don't care, you have to play tomorrow's tune to me first, or I won't be able to sleep, and I'll be in your bed. ”

Yu Yiyi said as she spoke, Song Yan also slowly walked to the end of Ye Luo's bed, sat down with her guitar, and looked at Yu Yiyi and Ye Luo, with a smile on her lips.

"Look, instructor." Yu Yiyi took out a small digital camera from her pajama pocket: "I also have tools prepared, let's take a set of bedside private photos, okay?" Then let Chu Mo'er take a look......"

"Get the guitar!" Ye Luo broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to Song Yan, and then glanced at Yu Yiyi, "You little girl is really only sixteen years old?" ”

"I said, I'm not a kid anymore, I'm in college......"

……

The guitar is Ye Luo's second best instrument, second only to the piano keyboard. Although he only has a certificate of Folk Grade 7, but the real level should be easy to pass Level 8, and Level 9 can also take the test, which is limited compared to Chu Mo'er, who is at the performance level.

took the guitar and tried the sound, Ye Luo found that the guitar had obviously been corrected, and the tone was very accurate.

"Then how many songs shall I play?" Ye Luo looked at the two beauties on his bed, one big and one small, and said in an inquiring tone.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Yu Yiyi said impatiently, "If it doesn't sound good, you won't be allowed to sleep." ”

Ye Luo smiled, and then his fingertips began to pluck the strings.

Playing two tunes casually, Ye Luo's own interest was slowly mobilized, he hadn't played the guitar for a while, and he played it once in a while, which felt very good.

The melody in Ye Luo's mind is inexhaustible. So this pops up at hand, and almost every one of them is a classic track for guitar.

So Ye Luo played one song after another, while Yu Yiyi and Song Yan listened to one song after another.

Unconsciously, the time was late at night, and Ye Luo became more and more sleepy the more he played, and his fingers became more and more sore. And the two women at the head and end of the bed, the more they listened, the more energetic they became.

"Almost, right?" I don't know how many tunes I played, Ye Luo shook his hand and asked.

"Go on! Go on! Yu Yiyi said excitedly, then picked up the pillow at the head of Ye Luo's bed and began to knock on Ye Luo, "If you don't continue, you won't be allowed to sleep!" ”

"Let him sleep." Song Yan smiled slightly and stood up, "There are these eighteen songs." Hanguan has no chance. ”

……

Early the next morning, Ye Luo got up on time to freshen up, and then had breakfast with Song Yan and Yu Yiyi, and then sat comfortably in the car to pick up people.

Houhai is not close to the hotel, especially in the morning rush hour, so it took a lot of time on the road, around 9 o'clock in the morning, this is considered to be the destination.

Morning. It's not a weekend or holiday, and the bars near Houhai haven't opened yet. There aren't as many tourists, so it's not very crowded.

Stopping the car in the nearby parking lot, Ye Luo took the two beauties to the place agreed with Hanguan last night - in front of a Guandi temple near the parking lot.

There are still fifty or sixty meters away from the Guandi Temple, and when he looks at it from a distance, Ye Luo sees a man with a handsome face. He was sitting on the stone steps, holding a cigarette in his hand.

He was dressed casually, a black T-shirt with a tiger's head on the front, a pair of light blue jeans that were seventy percent new, and skis on his feet. In the sun of the northern summer morning, he looked very comfortable, leisurely smoking a cigarette and waiting for people.

Just as Ye Luo saw him at a glance in the crowd, he looked up and also looked for Ye Luo in the crowd.

Although the light was dim last night, Ye Luo didn't actually see the other party's appearance clearly, but at a glance, Ye Luo knew that this person was Han Guan.

Han Guan stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and slowly paced in front of Ye Luo and his party: "Coming?" ”

"Here we are." Ye Luo nodded.

"Hello two beauties." Han Guan nodded at Song Yan and Yu Yiyi, which was regarded as a greeting.

Song Yan ignored him, but Yu Yiyi grimaced at him: "The guy who looks down on people." ”

"Come with me." Han Guan smiled disapprehantly, turned around and led the way, and turned into a small alley in two or three steps.

Next to the temple of the Emperor of the Later Customs, there is a piece of low bungalows, most of which are courtyard houses, the layout is scattered, the lanes are narrow, and its appearance is not good.

But Ye Luo knows that there are some of China's most high-end recording studios hidden here.

Now China's recording studios can basically be divided into three grades.

The lowest grade is a private amateur recording studio, a small fight, and the places are also varied, most of them are in the urban and rural areas, and they are transformed from private houses, and the equipment can only be said to be improvised, and the level of the recording engineer may not even be able to make do. The kind before Hu Jianing is considered the top level in this grade.

The file in the center is the recording studio in the office building of the major record companies, the equipment is professional-grade, and the same is true for the recording engineer, the vast majority of records in China, the recording is completed there, such as the recording studio where Ye Luo dreamed last time, this is the case.

The most high-end recording studios have returned to their private nature, concentrated in the area of Tianjing Houhai.

It is home to some of the most elite practitioners of Chinese music, who are more music players than professional musicians.

Most of their families are rich, and they don't feel distressed about spending money on equipment. Whether it's mainstream music or non-mainstream music, there are top masters here.

And the land price here, don't look at the low house, even if it is a place to put a speaker, it is enough for some ordinary musicians to struggle for a lifetime.

At present, some superstars in the domestic music scene are also mostly recording here. So in the alleys of this area, you don't have to make a fuss when you meet many famous singers in the alleys, just smile and say hello, and you will pass by.

This is also a holy place that countless musicians in China yearn for, and if you can record a song here, even if you have seen the world, no one will raise the bar when you brag to your peers at the wine table.

Ye Luo and the three of them followed Han Guan, and after a while in the alley, Han Guan pushed open a low wooden door and got into it.

"This is it." (To be continued......)