In the early morning, the showers stopped.

The crystal water droplets on the green leaves in front of the window are rolling, coming and going to enjoy the comfort of the early morning.

There are not many people exercising outside, even the pedestrians who get up early to go to work are in a hurry, the dark clouds in the sky have not yet dispersed, I don't know when there will be another baptism from the sky, although they have prepared rainproof tools, but it is better to hurry up and sit and enjoy the rain against the rain.

After going home last evening and finishing the MV plot of the twelve songs on the computer, Lin Feng directly packaged it and sent it to Yang Li's computer. After Yang Li received the file, Lin Feng sent him a few messages for him to record as soon as possible, and after recording, he showed himself the sample, and after Yang Li replied with affirmation, the two chatted a few more words, Lin Feng withdrew from the network and continued to carry the great business.

This morning, Lin Feng did not change his plans because of the rainy day outside, and he was still exercising outside and solving breakfast as usual.

"Yo, what a coincidence, Miss Tang Yun, when did you come back from Haitian City." Lin Feng, who was walking slowly towards his house after breakfast, looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but smile and asked.

"I've met Mr. Lin, I'm on the train this morning, I just arrived, and I haven't returned home yet." Tang Yun was also stunned, but he didn't expect to run into Lin Feng as soon as he got home.

"Oh, this morning's train, have you recorded all the songs?" Lin Feng nodded and asked.

"There are so many songs out there, and there are still some songs that have not been written, although there are examples of your songs, but there are not many people with your talent after all. I came back this time because I was a little tired from recording for a few days in a row, and I came back to rest and rest. ”

Tang Yun smiled bitterly, there were examples where things should be easier, but the imitators also wanted to reflect the level, several songwriters of Phantom Music were trying to do better, so the progress was a little slow. Of course, it's just a little slow, and I've written a lot in the past few days, which is also the reason why the progress has slowed down in the past few days, Jiang Lang is exhausted, no, it can only be said that their thinking has been rigid in the past few days, and their thinking in a certain direction has dried up a little.

"Oh, that's right, that's fine, take the opportunity to rest for a few days, take care of the recording of the following songs and MVs, and strive to complete this album in perfect condition." Lin Feng affirmed the necessity of this behavior. As for the progress of Tang Yun's album, this is really not in his consideration, he has already completed most of his scenes, and it doesn't take long and effort to monitor the quality of other songs and correct singing faults, so he really doesn't need to worry about this.

"Well, that's right. Actually, Mr. Lin, I have one more thing. Tang Yun saw that Lin Feng was about to leave, and he didn't go around in circles, and directly shouted that something was wrong. Since we met by chance, let's make an appointment, and when I look back, Lin Feng is busy again, disrupting other people's time, which is not good.

"Something? Let's talk about it. Lin Feng retracted the steps he had taken, and looked at Tang Yun waiting for her to speak.

"It's about an album like mine.,Although there are still a few songs in the song recording, it's almost over.,I don't know if Mr. has any opinions about the plot and picture of the MV?" Tang Yun said. Originally, this question was asked by the director of the Ji Department to the barber, but since Tang Yun needed to come back and take a rest, he asked her to ask it in person, which seemed to be sincere and concrete.

“MV。”

Lin Feng muttered, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by his dereliction of duty, he forgot a little, since the recording of the new two title songs, he didn't ask more questions about the album, although he was the commander-in-chief, but he was always only responsible for the control of tone and feelings, and there was a feeling that he was not in his position.

"In this way, I'll go back and write the MV plots of the two title songs, you can record them, and as for the MVs of other songs, write them according to the story in the original author's heart, go back and send me the script to see, it's okay." After a deep groan, Lin Feng said.

"Okay, I see, Mr. Lin, the other songs about my album have been written, do you want to take a look and see if there are any things that need to be changed." Tang Yun nodded and said the second thing.

"Oh, I'm sure I'm going to see this, did you bring it?" Lin Feng asked. Be responsible.

"Got it, is it just here?" Tang Yun asked, reminding Lin Feng to pay attention to the current environment and talking outside? Looking at a USB stick without a computer? This is not right.

"Hehe, of course not, you go home first, rest and rest, and after an hour, you can take your things to my house." Lin Feng smiled and said.

"Then bother." Tang Yun nodded and said to Lin Feng.

"You're welcome, I'll go first."

After Lin Feng nodded to Tang Yun eleven as he spoke, he took a step, left Tang Yun, and walked towards his villa.

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"Hey, what are you going to ......" Parting Tang Yun, Lin Feng walked to the door of the house, and saw another person in the corridor of his house, a staff member in the security room at the entrance of the community.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, this is a courier letter from the courier this morning, it is for you, since it was not completely dawn at that time, we did not let him in, and he did not call you, but just left the envelope in the security room, please pass it on. So I came over in the morning to disturb me. The security guard said politely.

"Oh, thank you, it's not a bother." Lin Feng smiled and took the letter from the security guard's hand.

Sending off the security guard, Lin Feng opened the door and returned home, looking at the sender of the letter in his hand, with deep puzzlement between his eyebrows.

Because he has already received a letter from this address, this is the official address of the Imperial Good Productions, and the last letter he received was his participation card for this competition, a list of precautions and three tickets to Kyoto, what is the matter now? The Empire Good Crafts Contest has never had a second letter to a contestant.

With doubts, Lin Feng sat down on the sofa and opened the envelope, pulled out the contents, and looked at it with slightly squinted eyes.

"Changed the location? Not in Kyoto in Gangnam? The original ticket has been scrapped and the existing ticket is available? Lin Feng was speechless about the style of the organizing committee of the competition, two years ago, he suddenly pit a lot of people in Jiangnan who were going to Kyoto to watch the competition, and now they came to this show again, which really made people think they were looking for scolding.

It's not been a few days before the start of the competition, and it's still so tossed, history repeats itself, even if there is a well-built competition venue in Jiangnan, you can't do it like this, right?