Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will be revealed. Repetition is the best teacher.

Because of Fang Lun's repeated practice and desperate practice of the twelve songs on this album, the efficiency of the repetition is obvious to all.

In Starlight Music's recording studio, the postures of all the staff members were in a relaxed state, and the standard studio had stopped a minute before. Whether it is the person in charge of the instrument or the instrument, the smiles on the faces of the staff present are colorful, excited, liberating, satisfied, proud, and sighing...... And the joy of being promised a generous bonus.

There's a reason they're rich in faces. Forty minutes ago, under the instructions of the president's spirit, under the wise command of Mr. Lin and Director Yang, under the outstanding talent and hard work of the main character Fang Lun, and in the unity of all the staff, the auditory part of the new album was completed by Lin Feng and sung by Fang Lun alone.

After completion, at the request of the cautious and demanding Mr. Lin, the finished song was played, the beauty was intoxicating, the soul was broken, everyone was shocked, these such beautiful songs of such a grade were actually made from our hands, and the staff were extremely proud. In this pride, Yang Li remained calm, and with a trace of reason, he announced the president's decision, and the bonus was issued, and the time was to be determined.

Although it is to be determined, it will be given or not; The names of the staff on the back of the album will also be imprinted, and although it may not be noticed by many people, it is better than nothing, and it should be satisfied. With fame and fortune, how can you not express the complexity of happiness, there are not many opportunities in life.

"Everyone, be quiet." After Yang Li finished announcing and gave everyone a certain buffer time, Lin Feng picked up the microphone and said.

The sound of the speaker overshadowed the human voice, and the room fell silent, and his eyes focused on Lin Feng.

"Time has come to this moment, although it is not a long time, but we have all worked hard, and today, just now, the twelve completed songs have been tested and affirmed by everyone, and it can be faced to the public. Therefore, I announce that Fang Lun's new album and song recording and production part are a complete success. ”

Applause, applause as expected, sounded on time.

What's after an unbeatable party? The aftertaste is endless, the desire to come back again...... no, it's neither, it's the mess and garbage that comes after the party, and the spirit is based on reality.

After the applause, it was natural to do what to do, the musical instruments had to be boxed, the instruments had to be powered off, the staff was packing up their things, and then they didn't use this room for the time being, and they checked and put away the things they were responsible for, and everyone was busy.

When everyone was busy, Fang Lun Yang was sending Lin Feng downstairs.

"Mr. Lin, it's been a really hard time these days." Yang Li smiled at Lin Feng as he walked.

"Where, that's how it should be." Lin Feng waved his hand.

"Huh. Sir, this is a little bit of our President Zhong's heart, the heart of the nature of red envelopes, the celebration song has been recorded, everyone has it, although it is a little, but please smile. Yang Li smiled and took out a bank card from his pocket.

"Help me thank President Zhong for his kindness, but I can't accept this card, so let's invite everyone to dinner, it will be regarded as an apology for everyone for eating a box lunch." Lin Feng smiled.

"This ......"

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"Okay, then I'll thank you for everyone, sir." After a few back-and-forth verbal battles, Yang Libu insisted on putting the card away.

"Mr. Lin, so far the song has been recorded, and the MV has made such great progress, but this album has not been named so far, please give me advice." When the conversation between Yang Li and Lin Feng ended, Fang Lun asked.

"Huaxia Feng No. 2, are you not happy?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"Sir, I was originally going to use Huaxia Style No. 2, but this album, which can be said to be the main song of the song, uses such a name, which doesn't seem to be much... Not too elegant. After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Lun organized the wording.

"Oh, then add one to the back, the twelfth stream gold of Huaxia Feng No. 2." Lin Feng said casually and decided on the name of this album.

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The sky was full of stars outside the window, the lights in the room were swaying, Lin Feng was sitting in front of the computer, the sound tone of the sound on the side was moderate, and the finished version of the MV was playing on the screen, which was just sent by Phantom Music. When he left Starlight Music Company, it was already hazy and dark, and after taking a taxi home, after a simple dinner, Lin Feng continued to carry until Director Ji sent the MV of the two title songs that had been completed.

Feeling the music leaning out of the stereo, looking at the MV slowly moving forward on the screen, Lin Feng gave a high score to the power of the Phantom Company, although only the MVs of two songs came out, but this should be combined with time and quality, the plot only arrived in the hands of the Phantom Company in the early morning, of course, it is not ruled out, Tang Yun sent it over last night and asked them to prepare, but even so, the speed is extremely fast.

Move the mouse,Play the let down MV again,This time Lin Feng is looking at it with a scrutinizing attitude,Although I don't know much about this aspect of the problem,But the art is the same,Imagine the picture with the feeling of music,In contrast, you can still show that you are responsible,Just pick a few faults。

Ten minutes later, Lin Feng read the typed text again and sent it to Director Ji, looking back a few times, Lin Feng felt that the two MVs were good, of course there might be faults, but he couldn't pick it out, don't pretend to understand when you don't understand, because this can't help but be irresponsible to you and others. So Lin Fengzhi said a few innocuous questions, and he still found them from music.

After receiving the message that Director Ji would correct it properly, Lin Feng ignored these and concentrated on being the ambassador of the two worlds. The songs of the two albums are about to be completely recorded, and Tang Yun's few songs are missing, and Lin Feng is not responsible for the MV matter, just after the inspection, he just said that he would do it again. Life that wasn't complicated has become much simpler.

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The years flow through the fingers, and the days pass by.

These days, the words, influences, and singing turned into flowing water, which gradually faded away after a few circles around Lin Feng, without stopping. It's just that the river has an end, and after 14 days in July, the two albums have completed the final shape with a lot of inadvertence and some people's intentions.

"Ahh

Walking out of the house, on the lawn that became golden under the sunset of the community, Lin Feng stretched his waist greatly, since Fang Lun completed the recording of the song in the past few days, except for the morning exercise that could not be thundered in the morning, Lin Feng has hardly gone out, every day at home to carry out a great moving business, occasionally go to Lin's father and mother to stay for a while.

One day in the mountains, a thousand years in the world. Stretching his waist, Lin Feng looked up at the sky, looked down at the ground, looked around, and suddenly felt such a feeling in his heart, very faint, not very strong, just a feeling of suddenly leaving the house, Lin Feng did not have the feeling of being a rotten person.

Walking around the community and moving his somewhat heavy body, Lin Feng looked up at the fading sunset and spit out a word.

"It's been a while since I've been able to watch the sunset in the Windy Market."

After sighing, Lin Feng retracted his gaze and walked around, I will eat dinner outside today.

Under the sunset, the tree where Lin Feng stood bloomed a sunset flower, reflecting Lin Feng's steps rubbing on the lawn and the sunset, a very beautiful ink painting.

In the editor-in-chief room of the stars, under the bright but not dazzling light, Chen Zhuo slowly sipped the rich tea, looked at the computer and browsed the web idly, looking very idle.

Recently, he has been very idle, although he does not have to read so many manuscripts and documents like the editor below, but as the editor-in-chief, he has more other things to consider, but it is not as good as the single leisure of the editor below.

And recently, it's different, because of Lin Feng, Lin Feng and their Star Publishing Co-published several books are all popular, the reputation of the publishing house has been out, the benefits have been recovered, and the work has become simpler.

Didi, Didi!

Chen Zhuo was stunned, put down the cup in his hand, straightened up and opened the beating message box. This time is his work time, and the ee that can sound is a matter of work, and work cannot be sloppy.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, the poem is ready, okay." Moving the mouse, Chen Zhuo muttered to himself.

"A flowering tree? The title of this poem is quite strange. Chen Zhuo clicked on the document and read it word by word.

"How to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment, for this, I have been in front of the Buddha, begged for five hundred years, begged the Buddha to let us tie a dusty relationship, the Buddha then turned me into a tree, growing on the side of the road you must pass, full of flowers under the sun, and the flowers are the hope of my previous life......"

As the reading deepened, Chen Zhuo involuntarily stretched out his hand to the teacup, picked up the cup of strong tea and took a big sip to refresh himself.

These words should be read clearly one by one and read accurately.

After reading the whole poem, Chen Zhuoyi read it again and savored it carefully, as if he wanted to read it deeply. In just one poem, from the beginning to the end, there are only a few hundred words, overflowing with a faint special charm, and the decisiveness in the plainness makes people want to read deeply. Chen Zhuo was intoxicated.

"It's a beautiful poem." After reading it again, looking at the words arranged on the screen according to a certain pattern, Chen Zhuo commented, from the perspective of his editor-in-chief.

It seems that behind this, there is a somewhat poignant love story. The result of love does not go according to the fairy tale, there is a happy ending, after love, hope, and pain, but still do not regret it, is there this kind of love? After reading it a few times, Chen Zhuo analyzed this "A Flowering Tree" in his heart and muttered to himself.

"Moreover, can this love be experienced and written by a seventeen-year-old boy?"

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