With a sigh, Lin Feng casually put the contents of the envelope into the small drawer on the base under the coffee table.

Why did the venue change? What is the impact of the site change? This is not a problem that he should be concerned about, he doesn't care, he doesn't want to know, doing his own thing, pulling a lot of irrelevant things onto his life track, wasting his time or space, is irresponsible behavior to himself.

Life is a track, and it is inevitable to connect with many tracks, so that many cars of all kinds pass by, increasing the burden of life.

After collecting the participation card and air ticket, Lin Feng walked upstairs, cleaned up his sweaty body from morning exercise and breakfast, and then sat in front of the computer and started the day's transportation. The great cause of transportation began in the majestic sea of books on the earth, and the sea is endless, and it may not be timely.

Fingers are tapping on the keyboard, and the regular rhythm is accompanied by a unique flavor.

Although there were words in his hand, Lin Feng was thinking about other things in his heart. The appearance of the Imperial Good Production Participation Card and Air Ticket reflects another thing, the Imperial Good Production is not far away, and he is always ready, how are Zhou Cheng and Liang Chen's preparations these days, but I have to ask.

Seeing the mountains and crossing the mountains, and building bridges when encountering the river, Lin Feng is full of confidence, but he doesn't know if the 'material' can bear the heavy pressure, not because he is worried about his singing skills, but because he is worried about the scene, and his ambition to become famous and popular can defeat the cowardice of the first 10,000 people on the stage, it is still unknown.

Dual-mindedness is inherently impossible, and it's unscientific. However, when a certain action becomes instinctive, it can be called 'dual-purpose', the human mind is thinking, instinct is acting, this is also science. This is the case with talking while walking.

After a while, Lin Feng returned to his normal state, carrying code words and thinking about trivial matters was not as simple as walking and talking.

The words of the legend of the little soldier are constantly jumping in the keyboard and the tapping of fingers, circulating in the air, fixed on the screen, Tang Long's life is also leaving a trajectory in this world little by little, no matter how comfortable the marshal of the great empire is, he is not as comfortable as a master of the real territory who is not subject to any jurisdiction. It is really better to have no one under one person than to have no one on your head, and I am the only one.

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Although it was still a little early from the time given by Lin Feng, Tang Yun did not relax herself because of this, she practiced the songs on her album in the house, the air conditioner was running, but no matter how powerful the air conditioner was, it couldn't stop the enthusiasm from the inside out, sweat was rolling on her face, calling for friends, so that the tears on Tang Yun's face continued to increase.

However, Tang Yu didn't care about these beads of sweat and the marks they left on the floor on his body after dripping, it is better to leave some tears at this time than to go back and cry because the album sales are too low. Although the quality of the song ensures the level, but relying on the quality of the song can be popular in this music industry that is faster than electronic products, it is said that the taste of being popular is not much better than never being popular.

"Missing is the pain of breathing, it lives in all corners of my body, humming the song you love will hurt, reading your letter will hurt, even silence hurts, regret is the pain of breathing, it flows back and forth in the blood, regret is not intimate will hurt, hate not understand you will hurt, want to see the most painful ......"

The singing voice is emotional, the body and mind are integrated, and the taste in the song is a little more, which can make the hearts of those who were too lazy to move with dust inadvertently be moved. Hard work will be sweet after all, but I don't know on that day.

Focus is the best catalyst for speeding up the flow of time.

The hour that Lin Feng said quietly arrived after Tang Yun contacted a few songs, and set the time with an alarm clock, Tang Yun, who was afraid that it would be too late and leave a bad impression on Lin Feng, had already packed up and was ready to go.

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

If you want to say that the money is worth it, the doorbell downstairs has passed through the barrier of the heavy walls and entered the ears of Lin Feng, who was carrying the text upstairs.

Speeding up and finishing the text of the last paragraph in his hand, Lin Feng saved and exited the manuscript, opened the drawer and took a sample and left the study.

Maybe it's because it's raining for too long, and the temperature hasn't gotten used to, and the wind blowing in along the door that has just been opened is slightly cool.

"Miss Tang is really on time." Lin Feng said to Tang Yun, who had been standing outside the door for a while because he had gone downstairs.

"Mr. Lin is polite, but he is just doing nothing at home, so he keeps an eye on the time." Tang Yun said. To put it mildly, he didn't deliberately show how hard his practice was at home, he didn't like to hear others talk about his hard work, and Lin Feng was not his boss, even if he knew her hard work, what could he do, take a few good songs to comfort her, don't be funny, if he was such a person, he wouldn't want ninety percent.

"Hehe, come in and sit down." Lin Feng laughed twice and let Tang Yun walk in.

It's still the original living room, it's still the position of the last time, it's still the two of you last time, but this relationship is different from the last time, this time it's a relationship of cooperation rather than a relationship to be cooperated, oh, by the way, there is still one thing that hasn't changed, and the initiative always lies with Lin Feng.

"That's the case, Miss Tang, I have seriously thought about the two questions you said this morning, and I have done certain things, this is about the MV plot of the two new title songs, you can take it back later, figure it out, and bring it when you go back to the company." Lin Feng handed the things taken out of the drawer to Tang Yun.

"This, Mr. Lin has already written the plot." Looking at the USB flash drive in his hand, Tang Yun said with some surprise. I have to be surprised, this is too fast.

"Hehe, inspiration came easily." Lin Feng laughed twice. He was telling the truth, it was indeed a 'sudden inspiration', twenty minutes after carrying "The Legend of Little Soldiers", he suddenly remembered Tang Yun who was coming for a while, but the MV plot had not yet been written, so he opened a new document, found the MV about these two songs from his mind, and wrote it down in words, the whole process took no more than five minutes, a smooth effort.

"Mr. Lin is really humorous, our company originally wanted to make the MV of these two songs by himself and directly ask Mr. to comment, I didn't bother Mr. to write, but I was not satisfied with it after doing it a few times, but I didn't expect Mr. to write it in an hour. It's really impressive. Tang Yun put the USB flash drive in his pocket and said to Lin Feng.

"Hehe, it's just that I have a story in my heart. It's all so fast for a reason. Lin Feng smiled, and did not accept or refuse Tang Yun's praise. Just said a nonsense, what is there no reason, your reason can not be explained, why do you say it so clearly.

After a pause, Lin Feng didn't give Tang Yun a chance to continue talking about this topic, but directly talked about another thing.

"Miss Tang, you said that a few other songs from your album have been written and you brought them here?"

"Oh yes, Mr. Lin, here you are, looking forward to your guidance." Hearing Lin Feng's words, Tang Yun hurriedly took out a USB flash drive with the illusion music logo from his pocket and handed it to Lin Feng.

"You're welcome, learn from each other and make progress together." Lin Feng took the USB flash drive as he spoke, "Then it's better to hit the day than to hit the day, let's go to the recording studio now, I'll get the song done as soon as possible, you will finish the album as soon as possible, and you will be liberated and famous sooner." ”

"That's great, if it doesn't bother you with your time." Tang Yun said with joy. Now that most of the songs have been completed, the successful release of the album is just around the corner, and the company's senior management is also asking to speed up on the basis of ensuring quality, most of the people are working hard to speed up, except for one person, who did not dare to urge, Lin Feng, the main lyricist and songwriter of this album and the chief conductor of the album. There's no way, people are the leaders, and the actions of the heads, can anyone urge them?

"Don't bother, I still have some time, let's go." Lin Feng stood up and walked towards his recording studio, Tang Yun followed closely behind.

After opening the door, turning on the lights, and illuminating the well-protected recording studio with little sunlight, Lin Feng took the lead and walked in.

"You may be seated." Lin Feng politely invited, and then walked to a computer by himself and pressed the start button.

"Is Mr. Lin's studio going to open here?" After a lot of looking around, shocked by the high-end equipment and decoration of the recording studio, Tang Yun asked.

"Here? Well, it's half a piece, after the establishment of my studio, it's not about money, it's one aspect, it's mainly about looking at the singer's voice and strength, and the place to see their strength is here if it's me, otherwise it's still their company. Lin Feng replied as he tapped on the password.

"Oh, that's right, if Mr. Lin's work is established, will we still have a chance to work together again?" Nodding, Tang Yun asked, this question is very critical to her, Lin Feng's strength has been undoubtedly revealed, every time he cooperates with him, it is a huge income, not only economically, but also in popularity and reputation. Even if the high commission of 90% can't stop the desire of the evergreen music scene. Fame, fortune and fortune are a net, and no matter how experienced a fisherman is, he can't escape, because he is also a human being.

"Let's talk about this later, after all, I said that I might write it for you again, wait slowly, don't worry. You sit down first, and I'll listen to these songs first. Lin Feng smiled slightly and did a tai chi.

Tang Yun didn't speak, just smiled slightly and nodded, as long as he didn't say death, there would still be a chance. Hope is always in the smile.

Lin Feng inserted the USB flash drive, put on the headphones and clicked on the playback, and began to listen to the music made by the phantom composer for Tang Yun's album, his lips pursed slightly, his expression was focused, and his work should look like work.

Tang Yun sat quietly, waiting for Lin Feng's opinions and suggestions on these last few songs and lyrics.

The room was silent, and breathing was inaudible.

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