After passing by and staying in a place for a while, there is always a different feeling to come back after a few days.

Although Lin Feng had never paid attention to the corridor leading to the recording studio, he had also walked back and forth a few times, although he had never known each other, he would always be somewhat familiar. The human brain has a large capacity, but it can only be used, and those who can't be used always like to secretly imprint some traces of walking, which jump out of you inadvertently, making you inexplicably familiar.

At the moment, everyone is in their own place to handle their work, and now is not the time to deliver documents, so there are not many people in the corridor. Lin Feng and the others were moving in the direction of the recording studio.

"Mr. Lin, with all due respect, this empire is about to begin, and many people are making preparations, how are your preparations doing?" Yang Li opened the conversation box and asked.

"Preparation, thank you Director Yang for your concern, it's okay." Lin Feng was stunned and said. There is no concept of preparation for people who are always ready.

"Hehe, Mr. Lin is still so modest. The courage and the fiery nature of the songs such as the cold wind for you and me has proven how well prepared you are. Yang Li smiled and patted his ass.

Lin Feng smiled, didn't answer, let Yang Li say this, what else could he say.

People's associative ability is very rich, especially for some of their own thoughts, the mind is a processing factory, the thought of the plot events for brain processing supplement, the product is combined with reality plus their own subjective impression of the fantasy. This phenomenon is commonly known as brain supplementation.

At this moment, Yang Li's performance is very similar.

"Mr. Lin, the good production is about to start and it will end soon, what's the preparation of your studio?" Yang Li seemed to have inadvertently and intentionally asked about the importance of today's temporary corridor conversation.

Starlight Music was very worried, worried that Lin Feng would be taken down by other companies and would not build the studio. Because in this way, they will have one less good partner, and one more peer who has unparalleled talent and praises a red one.

Before it started, it was over, and Lin Feng was extremely impressed by the leap in Yang Li's words.

"The studio is almost ready, just wait for the end of the empire's good production to officially announce it." However, Lin Feng still replied.

"Oh, that's it. Then congratulations to Mr. Lin, and I wish Mr. Lin a prosperous business! Yang Li got a satisfactory answer and congratulated.

"Business is booming? Then borrow Director Yang's auspicious words. Lin Feng said with a smile. In fact, Lin Feng really doesn't care if the business is prosperous or not, what he cares about is spreading advanced music culture and spreading civilization from another world, of course, by the way, he is earning some expenses to support his family.

Chirping!

Yang Li took two steps and took the lead in unscrewing the door of Fang Lun's recording studio.

"Mr. Lin, please come in."

"Thank you." Lin Feng said very politely.

As soon as he approached the door, a somewhat leisurely and chic singing voice came out, it was the leisurely in the Jianghu Inn, and the taste of the hidden in the rivers and lakes.

"Xianyun Yehe Ancient Temple, fast horses fighting in the rivers and lakes, nothing more than fame and fortune can not be put down, how can people with the country in their hearts be happy and chic, I just want to share Huafa with you, who laughs when the sword is out of the sheath and complains,...... The wind in the Red Dust Inn is like a knife, and the showers fall on fate, and whoever leads the way in the martial arts will only bend your waist for you......"

Fang Lun didn't record in the recording room, but was with the musicians, practicing with the accompaniment, when he heard the sound from the other side of the door, and the people who were working and practicing stopped suddenly, and the music slammed into a slam. Everyone turned their eyes to the two uninvited guests by the door.

"Mr. Lin, Director Yang." Fang Lun hurriedly put down the paper with the lyrics in his hand and greeted him.

"Don't be too nervous, I wanted to come and see it on a whim. Fang Lun, how are you practicing? Lin Feng nodded and asked with a smile.

"I think it's okay, according to your guidance, I have been practicing every day for the past two days, and I feel that I have made a lot of progress." Fang Lun Dao.

"Well, yes, I'm very confident. It's just that why do you still hold the lyrics, and haven't you memorized the lyrics all these times? Lin Feng nodded first, and then said something that was different from his previous meaning.

Although Fang Lun was stunned by Lin Feng's sharp turn, he still replied in an orderly manner.

"Mr. Lin, that's right, this song Red Dust Inn, there are a few places where I always remember the lyrics, and I want to practice more in the mixed place with the lyrics."

"Oh, that's right. Then follow your method and take down the lyrics as soon as possible. Well, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, you sing all these songs to me, I'll see your results, if you can, let's go directly to the next few songs. I'm supposed to be here for work today. Nodding, Lin Feng said.

"Yes, Mr. Lin. I'll prepare it right away. Fang Lun nodded solemnly.

"Director Yang, please tell everyone, it's started." After Fang Lun went over to prepare, Lin Feng said to Yang Li beside him.

"Okay. Everyone, pay attention, for various reasons, today may be the real recording of the first five songs that Fang Lun's new album songs are already familiar with, everyone must be attentive. Obey the command and work hard. After listening to Lin Feng's words, Yang Li stepped forward and said loudly, and also made two slogans.

……

After listening to Yang Li's words, all the staff began to get nervous and careful, checking their guys, this is about to be really recorded? It's not even dragged on for ten days and half a month, alas, the tens of thousands of expectations of part-time workers are not as good as the collaborators.

Five minutes later, everything had been reorganized, and Fang Lun also stood in the recording room.

Putting on the headphones, Lin Feng aimed his mouth at the microphone.

"The melody of this one is relatively fast, you have to grasp it well, start."

The soft sound of the piano sounded faintly in the background, and after 0:01 a second, the drum kit beat the rack and broke in, and the jazz began to cheer on the sidelines. Such a wonderful prelude beats and hits people's nerves.

"The ancient Babylonian king issued the Code of Hammurabi, engraved in black basalt,...... But I quietly admired your beloved face, the priesthood, the temple, the conquest, the bow and arrow, whose former loved the picture of you who belonged only to me in the crowd,...... When the ancient civilization was left with only incomprehensible prophecies,......"

Silently listening to this song "Love Before the West Yuan", Lin Feng nodded secretly, if there is no problem with the chorus, the first level of this first song is basically passed.

The clay version of love spanning thousands of years on the Mesopotamian plain has a strong fantasy temperament, the subtle and perfect fusion of exotic customs, Western trends and Eastern Chinese style, and the unique blend of imagination space and historical civilization, which is a fantasy flowing out of the notes, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

"My love for you was written before the Common Era, buried deep in the plains of Mesopotamia, and unearthed dozens of centuries later, and the handwriting on the clay tablets is still clearly visible,...... Engraved in cuneiform forever, the oath that has been weathered for thousands of years, everything repeats itself......"

The singing fades away, and the accompaniment fades away.

When the voice finally stopped, looking at the recording of the staff next to him, Lin Feng shouted.

"Pass, the next one, the broken bridge and the remnants of snow. Begin. ”

With Lin Feng's instructions, some low-pitched music slowly sounded, including the Saibei flute and the Jiangnan leaf whistle.

Not used for the voice that had just sung "Love Before the West Yuan", Fang Lun's voice became even lower, a trace of melancholy, and the two partings quietly came with the singing.

"The butterfly with folded wings and dead leaves that can't find flowers, and you can never see the withering, the eaves of the small bridge under the night in the south of the Yangtze River...... Whether it has snowed on the broken bridge, I look at the lake, the cold moon in the water is like snow, and my fingertips melt lightly,...... If you don't have a chance to see you again, the white causeway willow curtain will weep several times......"

"Well, yes, there's another taste, a hazy version of the sad broken bridge and remnant snow, you can pass."

"Prepare for the next song thousands of miles away."

"Ready, begin."

"The eaves are like cliffs, the wind chimes are like the sea, I wait for the Yan to return, the time is arranged to play an accident, you quietly walk away,...... I'll send you away thousands of miles away, you're silent, black and white...... I sent you away from the end of the world, whether you are still there, why the sound of the piano comes from life and death is hard to guess, spend your whole life waiting for ......"

"Okay, okay, pass, next song, Red Dust Inn."

“………… Ren Wulin, who leads the way, but I only bend my waist for you, how delicate you look back I laughed in tears, and Xiao Xiao's sword was out of the sheath in the wine and flag wind. ”

"Okay, pass, the fifth song, Lan Tingxu."

Gentle accompaniment, gentle but somewhat hoarse voice,

"Lanting Linti is like flowing water, and the moon door is as careful as your footsteps,...... It has nothing to do with Fengyue, I will wait for you to return, the hanging pen is a must, the waves on the shore are thousands of stacks, and the love word is not right...... The rain hit the banana leaves for a few more nights, and I waited for the spring thunder to remind you who you love. ”

"Card, but, do it again, Fang Lun, the connection between the rap part and the chorus part at the back should be tighter, do it again."

……

“…… The rain hit the banana leaves for a few more nights, and I waited for the spring thunder to remind you who you love. ”

"Yes, it's very good, too."

The five songs that Fang Lun mastered that day, under the guidance of Lin Feng and Fang Lun's own efforts, finally passed four times in a row, and then passed smoothly after a little stuck, completing five of the twelve songs, looking at the time, it was only more than forty minutes, and the combination of hard work and talent can always be amazing.

"Technician, post-process the five songs that have just been recorded, Fang Lun, come over and let's talk about the sixth song." Lin Feng ordered.

When Fang Lun walked in front of him, Lin Feng picked up the paper with the sixth song printed on it and began to explain the new song.

"Fang Lun, this song is very different from the style of the previous songs, although they basically belong to the same Chinese style, but their types are different, but this song is different from the previous songs, there are many similarities or similarities between the first few songs, you can learn all the laws, learn to correct and progress, but this one you can not learn much from other songs, the singing method and tone of this song should pay special attention to the difference and the tone of the first few songs. ……”

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