This night, Yan Qingyu worked hard to write, and this night, Yan Qingyu had no sleep all night.

As long as he is tired and sleepy, he will do that set of nameless movements, although he will sweat all over his body, but his spirit will immediately improve, and the fatigue will disappear. At most, Yan Qingyu just added some salt water.

Yan Qingyu wrote nearly 20,000 words overnight, and that set of nameless actions can not only eliminate the soreness of her wrists and arms, but also make her eyes clear, so that Yan Qingyu can always maintain a perfect writing state.

After he stopped, Yan Qingyu made another nameless action from beginning to end, and felt that the effect was better than that of sleeping all night before.

Yan Qingyu was overjoyed and went to the wireless recording studio to record.

After Yan Qingyu closed the door and locked it, a gust of wind blew into the house through the window, and the sound of "whooshing" paper flipping sounded.

A yellowed pamphlet on the bed was blown to the last page by the wind, and it read: Lonely yin does not grow, and only yang does not grow.

Yan Qingyu forgot that everything in heaven and earth does not distinguish between yin and yang.

Men and women can be yin and yang, so day and night, naturally also yin and yang......

"Yu Zai, why are you in such good shape today?"

Agent Chen Shufen Chen Tai said to Yan Qingyu with a smile.

Yan Qingyu's state today is good, and a song can almost be recorded today.

Recording is not just a one-time sung as imagined, and no singer will be in such a perfect state, however, recording a record must be in perfect condition.

Because if you listen to the concert once, it doesn't matter if there are flaws. But the record will be appreciated countless times by countless fans, and any flaw will have an amplification effect on the psychology of fans after it is discovered, especially when enjoying it in the future, whenever you encounter a flaw, it will be like a fish in the throat, which is too dangerous for the singer.

Therefore, when a singer records a record, he will do it over and over again, repeatedly, and then he will pick out the most perfect one for infusion.

In fact, the recording of records in this era is real enough, after all, the recording is still sung by the singer himself, at least a complete singing.

When computer software was highly developed in later generations, singers would record each line of the singer and then pick out the best one. After that, pick out the best sentence for the next sentence.

Later, the software was more developed, and it changed from picking the best state of each sentence to selecting the best state of each word.

Well, no matter what, this selection is still the voice of the singer himself, which is not too deceiving fans.

Later, when the computer was more developed, the software became more and more humanized, when recording the record, the singer's timbre and voice would be the first to be recorded into the computer, and after the singer finished recording, the software would be used to automatically correct the imperfect sound in the record. Even if the sound is broken, it can be compensated for by the computer.

Therefore, at this time, the record industry also shrank and died.

You can't blame all the thieves. version and Internet impact, singers even need to record the sound of the record artificially, fans might as well record their own voice into the software, and after correction, they can also enjoy their perfect singing voice.

To get back to the point, Mrs. Chen's praise for Yan Qingyu is not too much, and it took seven days last week for Yan Qingyu to finish recording two songs. Keep repeating and repeating, and the repeated Yan Qingyu is about to vomit, so he can finally pass the test.

However, one day today, Yan Qingyu successfully recorded a song, which is of course amazing.

Yan Qingyu said happily in her heart: That's because you don't know that I have a peerless cheat. However, he said quietly on his face: "Yes, I am in better shape today, and I may have rested well last night." ”

Mrs. Chen said: "Then it's best for you to rest well every night, finish the record quickly, and you should participate in other announcements as soon as possible, and also go on the show to promote." ”

Yan Qingyu nodded nonchalantly when she heard this: "Don't worry, Mrs. Chen, I will work hard." ”

Mrs. Chen said happily: "Well, it's good that you have this mentality, plus your musical talent, I guarantee that you will be popular." Unlike Leslie, who has such a good talent, he is unwilling to work hard, otherwise how can his achievements only be now. ”

As soon as Mrs. Chen's words fell, she heard the door of the recording studio being opened, and Leslie Cheung walked in with a smile and said, "Okay, Mrs. Chen, this time I heard you say bad things about me behind my back, right?" Hee-hee, what do you say? ”

Mrs. Chen was not afraid at all, and said, "I just said it, what's the matter?" Leslie is just a little lazy pig who doesn't work hard! You look at Yu Tsai, how hard he worked, he recorded a song in one day today. And last night he wrote a good song, and the teachers in the studio were full of praise for him. Leslie, I didn't say you, don't be playful......"

Leslie Cheung was given a headache by his chatter, and when he caught a glimpse of Yan Qingyu snickering on the side, he was immediately furious, walked over and stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, and shook it: "It's all your fault!" It's all your fault! It's all your fault! ”

Yan Qingyu laughed "haha", and pushed Leslie Cheung away with a light push.

Leslie Cheung looked at Yan Qingyu in surprise and said, "Hey! Xiao Yu, why does your strength seem to have suddenly increased? ”

Yan Qingyu pretended to be profound: "Because I got the world's magic skills last night, my cultivation skills have increased greatly, and my strength is naturally great!" ”

Mrs. Chen and Leslie Cheung on the side were both amused by him......

"Xiao Yu?"

A shout suddenly came from outside the door, and Yan Qingyu was stunned when he heard it, because the owner who heard the voice turned out to be his master Huang Zhan.

Yan Qingyu hurriedly went out, and sure enough, he saw Huang Zhan shouting there, anyway, he was a big name, and no one dared to do anything to him when he shouted loudly at random inside the wireless building.

After Huang Zhan saw Yan Qingyu, he beckoned happily and motioned for him to come over.

Yan Qingyu walked over, but saw an old man sitting on the rest sofa around the corner.

Huang Zhan walked over with him and said to the old man: "Lao Cha, this is my unsuccessful disciple, the share I handed over to you was written when he was messing around, and you can criticize it at will." ”

When Yan Qingyu heard this, she didn't know that the person smiling in front of her was the leading brother in Hong Kong, Mr. Jin Yong. As for Huang Zhan calling him Lao Cha, it was because Jin Yong's natal name was Zha Liangyong.

Yan Qingyu hugged Jin Yong in awe and said: "After the end of school, I entered Yan Qingyu and saw Jin Daxia!" ”

"Hahaha!"

Jin Yong laughed when he heard this, and said to Huang Zhan: "Huang Laoxi, I believe now that this little friend is your disciple." ”

Huang Zhan waved his hand proudly and said: "Let Brother Cha see and laugh, it is not a weapon, it is not a weapon, it is very unsuccessful, and I ask Brother Cha to give me more advice." ”

Jin Yong shook his head with a smile and said, "You, you......"

Then he said to Yan Qingyu: "I have read the manuscript you asked your master to give me, it is very innovative and very well written." It's just that I'm a little curious that yours doesn't seem to be a traditional fairy spirit, although there is also a magic weapon fairy sword in it, but the main body is not a fairy, but a person, unlike Journey to the West, where the main characters are all immortals. But it's not martial arts. What kind of subject do you belong to? ”

Yan Qingyu smiled and said, "The junior calls him Xuanfan. ”

Jin Yong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "Okay, what a fantasy." The fairy road is called the mystery, and the plot is called the illusion. Well, yes, it's fantasy indeed. It's just that your article seems to be just the beginning, and I can't enjoy reading it. The outcome of the Seven Veins Martial Arts has not been written. Hehe, since Gu Long, I have rarely been interested in chasing books. What's the matter, little friend, take out your deposit, let me, an old fellow, enjoy it. ”

Yan Qingyu smiled and said: "The leader of the alliance has an order, how dare the juniors disobey it." As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of paper from his backpack next to his desk. It was the 20,000-word manuscript written last night.

Jin Yong was overjoyed when he saw it, took the manuscript, and didn't care that this was the hall of the wireless building, so he sat on the hospitality sofa and read it.

"I haven't seen it yet, you kid still has this talent, not bad! Xiao Yu, do you have such a wonderful martial arts idea? You're not a martial artist. ”

Huang Zhan looked left and right at his beloved disciple and asked.

Yan Qingyu said with a smile: "Uncle Zhan, your words are also full of chivalrous spirit, Uncle Zhan, you are not a person in the martial arts, right?" ”

When Huang Zhan heard this, he immediately feigned anger and said: "I am not from the martial arts, and there is still a side in Hong Kong who is from the martial arts?" I think back then, when I was studying at La Salle College, I was chivalrous and righteous, and I had a trick with Bruce Lee. ”

Yan Qingyu heard this, her eyes almost fell out, and in the impression of all Hong Kong people, Huang Zhan was the image of a weak scholar, and he couldn't get in touch with the martial god Bruce Lee.

Seeing that Yan Qingyu didn't believe it, Huang Zhan's feigned anger turned into real anger, and said: "Back then, Bruce Lee bullied my brother, so I agreed with him to fight a duel at the Sand Bridge on Bafu Street, and the winner was determined in a battle. Hmph, that battle can be described as ......"

"In that battle, Bruce Lee beat you for ten minutes, and you were injured all over your body, if it weren't for Bruce Lee seeing that you were standing up for your brother and fighting for others, it would be estimated that you would have been flat for half an hour!"

Jin Yong, who knew about this at the time, estimated that he couldn't listen to Huang Zhan's boasting, and exposed this tragic history for Huang Zhan.

Huang Zhan's rare old face turned red when he heard this, and said, "Hey, Boss Jin, do you want to be so mean?" I have a good relationship with Bruce Lee, okay? ”

Jin Yong pursed his lips and expressed disdain.

Huang Zhan can't afford to provoke this kind-hearted Jin Daxia, mainly because Jin Yong is too kind, and generosity is the impression he left on everyone. As long as he is not said to be stingy and obsessed with money, then it will be difficult for any other crime to settle on him.

If there is a conflict with Jin Yong, then eight out of ten in the end. Nine, it is not Jin Yong who is unlucky.

Huang Zhan ignored Jin Yong, turned his head to Yan Qingyu and said, "Come home with me for dinner tonight, Yuwen and Yushi miss you very much, and I don't know where you are good." Really! ”

Yan Qingyu smiled and nodded in agreement. Yuwen is Huang Zhan's second son, who is only ten years old in recent years, and Yushi is even younger, but his eldest son Yuhan is one year older than Yan Qingyu, and now he is in high school, and he looks much younger than Yan Qingyu.

"Yes, that's great! There are successors in the literary world! ”

When the master and apprentice were communicating about creation, Jin Yong, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly sighed.

Jin Yong stood up, looked at Yan Qingyu solemnly and said: "Since I closed the pen, Liang Yusheng has gradually withdrawn from the literary world, Gu Long, alas, since he was injured, there are few masterpieces. I thought that the literary world had withered since then, although it was supported by Ni Kuang, but after all, it was difficult to support it alone. And the science fiction in the Chinese-speaking region is not very exciting, and it is difficult to become a classic. Today, I see hope again. I hope you will continue to work hard and create more and better works. ”