Goldstone Building.

Library.

The data room of Goldstone Music is said to be a data room, but in fact, it is not a large warehouse in the era of new technology.

The so-called new technology does not refer to how advanced the technology of Goldstone Music's data room is, and there are electronic barriers or boxes with dozens of passwords everywhere. The materials in the reference room, except for the occasional hint of inspiration from some creative departments, are not out of print, and the text content can be found on the Internet, and there are a lot of them, although many have a lot to do with chaos. However, no matter how chaotic it is, it can't hide the number. Therefore, a barrier that is too high-tech is completely unnecessary for the data room. What is the so-called new technology era in the data room?

In the new era of technology, it refers not only to technology, high protection, high efficiency, extremely fast and the like, but also to other things. For example, a comfortable and clean environment, neat and orderly placement, all the configurations required, quiet and comparative, but no competition.

And these, in the new era of science and technology, often do not appear together with the level of science and technology, or derive. Even though, they are a product of an era.

And without the extremely high-tech level of the Jinshi Building's data room, naturally it cannot escape this law. There is no technology, there is something outside of technology. The data room under the technology of the new era of Jinshi Music is like a lotus flower out of the mud in the entertainment industry, unique in the turbid waves, swaying its own style. When people's hearts are calm, everything is as quiet as a lotus.

To a certain extent, the music room of Goldstone Pop Music Co., Ltd. is very similar to another thing in this world - the storage room of human civilization - the library. Rows of bookshelves, wrinkle-free books, large tables, chairs and space, corresponding to each chair has a pen and paper configuration, very neatly placed. Everyone who comes here will first clean their palms before they catch a pen. The air conditioner in the corner makes cold air silently, and various beverage machines are placed in rows in the corner, including boiling water, cola, coffee, sprite, tea, juice, and even, wine, all kinds of liquor. There are cups on the table next to them.

"Mr. Lin, my Jinshi Music's data room is still eye-catching, right?" The president of Jinshi Music Santai said to Lin Feng with a sense of pride that could not be hidden from his bones, as if he was showing off. As the founder and president of Goldstone Music, he is proud of it. The Golden Stone Building stands in Kyoto, the talents of the Golden Stone shine in the music world, and the Golden Stone Archives are clean and can be shown off in front of him. No matter what external factors are, I don't talk about Lee Kwang-jong's role in this, and the merits of him, the president of Jinshi Music, are not something that anyone can ignore. Whether you want to admire or just want to maliciously belittle, he is there, not moving, not shaking, the wind can't blow, the fog can't cover it, quietly, there.

"Admire." Lin Feng nodded solemnly and said two words. It's simple, but it's extraordinarily sincere. The listener hears by the ear is the heart.

"Haha. This is what Ah Zong and I think. Haha laughed twice, Santai said. He did not have the humility to accept it. Perhaps, he was proud or embarrassed by the others, but he didn't want to. In addition, there are many people doing what he does, but it's just high and low, and it's not a big deal. And this one, he can. When the reference room is established, it is not only the interests of other things that are considered, but also the people.

"Good idea." Nodding, Lin Feng continued to praise with a straight face.

"Take a look?" Santai wanted Lin Feng to ask.

"Take a look." Lin Feng gladly agreed.

Secretary Yang, who was waiting outside the door, naturally had no opinion.

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There are people in the reference room, but not many. Someone looked up and saw that it was the president and a stranger, but they didn't react, just looked at one thing and went on with their work. In the data room, no one has to care about anyone, no matter who it is.

"Hey, Mr. Duan, what's going on?" Gently pulled out a book from the shelf, Lin Feng gently pulled it out, and before he could look through it, he let out a soft sigh, and asked President Duan softly in some surprise.

The book in Lin Feng's hand was a normal-sized book, and Lin Feng's willingness was not because of its size. He was surprised that the cover of the book in his hand was empty except for the title and an introduction. There are normal books, and there are publishing house advertisements and things like that. If it weren't for the simple flowers to decorate, the book would be too empty.

"Hehe, these books are all printed by our Jinshi Music directly at the printing house. It's different from the books outside. In terms of content, these are not out of print, but this book is definitely the only one. Santai introduced to Lin Feng with a smile.

"What?" Lin Feng was very surprised. The difference between the books I bought and the books I printed specially cannot be explained at all. To buy a book, there are only two steps, fancy - payment. And ask the printing house to print, but it is far more than that, not to mention anything else, only to say the arrangement, the printing house does not have this service.

"What about choreography?" Thinking of the amount of work to be arranged, Lin Feng couldn't help but ask again. As the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, he knows that the complexity is not very complicated, but this amount cannot be explained by time.

"Mr. Lin, you open it and take a look first." Smiling, Duan Santai didn't rush to answer Lin Feng's question, but asked Lin Feng to open it and take a look first.

After listening to Duan Santai's words, Lin Feng did not hesitate, and opened it very gently, this book has been read many times, but it is like a new book.

Then, the black and white words came into view. On a page, there is nothing but the topmost horizontal line that is typeset but is now decorative, and the page number at the bottom. Very simple. And such a simple configuration made Lin Feng's eyes more and more surprised.

He's looking at the content, and his surprise comes from the content.

"Mr. Duan, this content seems to be more than the books sold in the bookstore?" After flipping through the pages and organizing the language, Lin Feng asked Santai gently.

"Hehe, Lin Feng is really good eyesight, and you can see the mystery in the content of one or two pages. The materials here are all the experiences obtained by some staff members of our company through reading and practicing thinking on the basis of books outside, among them, there are their deviation path, there are also fast roads, as well as ways to find the right direction when thinking, and so on. Two points, the shining point, to a certain extent, these are 'illegal' interpretations, so they can only be printed by themselves. Hehe, let Mr. Lin make you smile. Santai served as a qualified commentator, and after the explanation, he also ended his explanation with laughter.

"Admire. I really admire. Mr. Duan, amazing. Lin Feng said with admiration. Naturally, he didn't think that this was really an 'illegal' activity, but that it was just a collection of information and a book to show it. As for the difficulty of sorting and arranging materials, Lin Feng still understands. That's why he said admiration and awesomeness. Admiration is this idea, and it is amazing that Duan Santai really dares to do this. In any case, this kind of behavior is a real business in a publishing house, but not in a pop music company. And for no, there is a word that is used specifically to describe - not doing business. And those who can directly ignore the word "not doing their job" are powerful people. Regardless of success or failure, as long as you act, you are all powerful people.

"Hehe, it's just a momentary thought." President Santai, who was not modest in the data room, suddenly became modest, and before the modesty was over, he sighed loudly, "It's just that there are still some regrets." ”

Regarding Santai's sudden sigh, Lin Feng didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, waiting for his next words, inexplicably sighing, there must be something.

"Mr. Lin, the world is big and there are many people. The music scene is also very big, and there are many musicians. This data room, all the data, is too little. At this moment, Santai seemed to let go of his slight calculation towards Lin Feng, and said with a sigh.

The sigh was not over, so he solemnly said to Lin Feng, "I hope that Mr. Lin can give him advice." ”

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"Huh?!" Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and didn't speak for a while.

How did this scene change so quickly, wasn't it still admiring and proud just now, how did it become this situation now, what kind of situation is this? The inscription is not good for the book, this has risen to the message. Words are words of speech.

"Mr. Duan, after all, this is your company's internal data room, and there are notes from an outsider of mine, which is not good." Smiling, putting down the book in his hand, Lin Feng said. Rejection, swaying faintly. It's not that Lin Feng is stingy, it's not that he doesn't know, there is a lot in his mind. Rather, I really don't want to write. So far, he still hasn't figured out or figured out Santai's thoughts about this invitation. There are many things in the world that people can't control, but people don't care, but there are some things that people care about very much. People are very concerned about their own bodies. And Santai's thoughts during this time period are related to Lin Feng's own body. So, he cares. Therefore, he must respond to all changes with the same.

"It's just an honor, what's not so good to say." Duan Santai said with a smile.

"It's over." Lin Feng said simply.

"Hehe, look first, after the visit, Mr. Lin must give some advice." Duan Santai didn't continue to talk about this issue very interestingly, and after laughing twice, he said after it was over for the time being.

"Haha." Haha, Lin Feng just smiled and didn't speak. Words are really the source of disaster!

"Mr. Lin, please here, this is a collection of high-quality songs that have appeared in our company since its establishment, please." Santai politely invited. With a flick of his right hand, he pointed Lin Feng in another direction. Between the bookshelves, there is free space and a road. The road is not very long, and at the end of the road, there is a door.

"...... here?" Lin Feng asked softly.

"It's also part of the reference room, and it's divided into two parts because it's different from the contents of these books." Santai spoke up to solve Lin Feng's doubts.

"Different?" Lin Feng suddenly became a little curious. A collection of songs is just a book of songs and lyrics condensed in black and white, and it will be different there.

"Hehe, Mr. Lin, please." Faced with Lin Feng's doubts, Santai didn't answer, just smiled and said please.

"Please." Lin Feng was also polite, pleased, and took a step.

The door is a movable wall. A movable wall will not block anyone who has a key or can open it.

The door, which seemed to fit the door frame tightly, opened gently with a slight push.

The layout of this room inside the data room is very similar to the outside, but it is a little different. There are a lot fewer bookshelves, but there are a lot more flat stand computers on the table, and next to the computer, there are audio headsets and other things. The desktop of the computer is running, and a lot of composition software, analysis software, and processing software are quietly waiting for the arrival of the mouse and running in their own places on the desktop.

"Sss Looking at the bookshelves around him, Lin Feng couldn't help but gasp.

No wonder the president of Santai said it was different, it turned out to be really different.

What made Lin Feng gasp I don't know if it's hot or cold anyway, it is definitely the surprise that the gas is not the books on the bookshelf that are different from the exquisite covers of those books on the outside, although these exquisite covers are different from the ordinary books on the outside, it should be very contrary to the atmosphere in the room, but in fact it is not, on the contrary, it is very reasonable. Boutique songs should have such treatment. Why is it dusty, because the packaging is dust. Lin Feng was surprised by the classification of these books and the things on the side of the books.

Books are on the shelves, and there are words on the shelves. That's how they go down. This categorization is not a convention of love songs, small freshness, folk songs, etc., nor is it a collection of singer songs. The words on the bookshelf are the names of the songwriters. The items on the shelves are classified according to the creators.

"This kind of classification ignores the author, right?" Lin Feng looked at Duan Santai on the side and said. It was the thought that came to his mind as he gasped.

"A good song can make a lot of people, but some people are just blessed with it. Singers are not the only ones. Just like half of our peers in the industry, no matter how good an actor is, if he doesn't have a good script, it's still bad. Therefore, although we are the singers of Jinshi, many people only know the name of the singer and do not understand the back of the song. But we will not forget. In fact, the relationship between the music company and the singer is not very strong, it needs a lot of things to maintain, in addition to the benefits of money, there must be things that make them go to the next level. Therefore, the creators are the treasure. Looking at the few bookshelves in front of him, Santai smiled.

"While complementing each other, it is more important to create." The words of President Santai, Lin Feng was silent for a while, and then he said.

"Mr. Lin is right." Santai nodded. I almost didn't say, 'That's what I thought too.'" ’

"Mr. Lin, don't you take a look?" After a pause, Santai said.

"Empty-handed into Baoshan, there are those who return empty-handed, this is a natural look." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Please."

"Please."

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"You feel the romance and tranquility of the universe with your eyes, it is better to roam lightly with your hands, and after seeing the daylight again, will the expression be equally gentle after it dissolves......"

"It will gradually become a good habit, and it will be boring to linger for a while......"

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Quietly one by one, the lyrics that make sense flow in front of Lin Feng's eyes, with each creator in different periods and states, with different spiritual insights, unhurried, illusory and real. Lyrics are the most beautiful verses. As for the things on the side of the books, Lin Feng directly chose to ignore them. It was a CD of the songs in the book that had been sung by the singers. Lin Feng directly chose to ignore it. Even if the things in it are beautiful, you will never see the flowers, and the sound will not level your ears.

Duan Santai didn't speak, just stood quietly on the side, watching. In my heart, I am thinking.

Under these renderings or seductions, Lin Feng, can you still hold back the emotions you want to express in your heart? I don't have pen and paper, I have a running computer in my room, and I have documents in it, ready to go.

Quietly, I don't know how long the time has passed. Maybe it's a long time, or maybe it's just a short moment. Anyway, once people forget, there is time involved in forgetting.

"Dreams are floating things, is floating life in dreams?"

"The gray tones cast a veil over the world, and we can no longer see the wind and rain of the world......

"Mr. Li Guangzong's level is really high, it is easy to come by, it is a popular sentence, but it seems to be natural. Hey, what is it? Putting down the book in his hand, Lin Feng admired, and before he finished admiring, he was stunned and took over the words behind him. Each pamphlet was not very thick, and Lin Feng had only flipped through it, so he had already put down a lot of books, and now, what he had just put down was Li Guangzong's work, which made him admire, but the text on the separately placed disc next to the book made him stunned. The disc has words, the title of the song and the name of the singer.

"Mr. Li, also a singer?" Lin Feng looked at Santai and said suspiciously. Yes, this is Lin Feng's doubtful willingness, he is not the same as the song title, he is puzzled that Li Guangzong's name actually appeared in the singer's position. What's going on? Lin Feng's eyes couldn't help but appear, Li Guangzong's slightly vicissitudes of life, and some old-fashioned face, although he was not very serious, but ...... It doesn't feel right, his voice...... Lin Feng suddenly thought of Duan Santai's words just now, some people are just blessed, is this unblessed?

"Hehe," Duan Santai, who had been waiting, didn't expect Lin Feng to ask such a question, and he was also stunned, but after years of ups and downs, his stunned mind could only be recorded by time, and soon, he laughed out loud.

"Well, people have a young age."

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