On the Mercedes-Benz E200K, there is a song "God is a girl".

Fang Huai sat in the car, smelling the faint smell of wood aromatherapy on the car, and the whole person was closing his eyes and relaxing.

It is as if you have stepped out of the barracks and entered another bustling world, with neon staggered and bustling.

He is a child from the city, his home is prosperous, out of the old street of Yeshuigou, it is the metropolis, he occasionally swept into the prosperity, but never really entered the prosperity.

Now, maybe in that barracks, that regiment, that company, that squad, he is an outstanding person, but if he walks out of that barracks, he can't be more ordinary.

Maybe Han Yong's figure will become taller all of a sudden.

You have to make some money.

An ordinary person who has worked in the two big cities of Chongqing and Guangzhou for ten years has never stopped this idea since he was reborn.

He didn't know how the people in the military described in it could be so desireless and wantless, as if they had become part of the iron-blooded military camp.

Anyway, thinking back to his five years in the army, it's not like this.

Even if you stay in the barracks, there are still a lot of trivial things about money.

Small expenses start from convenience stores, buy daily necessities, and invite comrades-in-arms to drink a bottle of drink, smoke a pack of cigarettes, and have a supper from time to time.

If you pick the door, after a long time, you will be pointed at by others.

Don't say that you have good physical fitness, good business, don't be too awesome, you can't be a good person, your comrades in the squadron have no one to bird you, and the soldiers of the same year have to scold you behind your back.

Transferred to a new squadron, spend money to invite the big guy to have a supper, and everyone will have two more points more smiling faces.

Larger expenses, after the non-commissioned officer, which comrade-in-arms is married again, whose family has done something, with a member or something, not to mention more, five years of soldiers in the previous life, with 30,000 yuan.

No matter how big it is, change your mobile phone, buy a computer, comrades-in-arms, if you talk about a girlfriend, the money is basically not enough to spend.

Anyway, Fang Huai's five-year military service, every month's salary was not enough to spend, and he had to borrow some from his comrades from time to time.

And in this life, his pursuit is much more than that.

Reborn, he no longer wants to be bothered by money.

…

The female cadre driving in the front row is called Zhang Ning, and the male cadre in the co-driver is called Zhong Ling.

The names of the male cadres sound like the English version of the female cadres, and I don't know how these two work in the same department.

Both of them are cadres of the base, and they have already left work at this point, and they are wearing civilian clothes.

Zhang Ning is good-looking, slender, quite tall, baby-faced, and looks quite young.

But when he got married, he seemed to be the son of a chemical boss, and his family was quite rich.

Female firefighting cadres, who look better, generally marry well as long as they want to run.

Female officers, this identity is enough to cross their own class, and in the city, there is no need to run around. Many big families like such daughters-in-law.

"Xiao Fang, I heard that you are very talented, I heard that even the captain of the provincial capital Zhang detachment took a fancy to writing this song, what's the matter, are you going to go to the provincial detachment in the future?"

Zhong Ling in the front row chatted with Zhang Ning for a while, seemed a little bored, and began to talk to Fang Huai.

Fang Huai sat up and replied.

"Yes, that's right, Second Squadron."

"Special service? It's very physically demanding over there! Zhong Ling smiled, as if he didn't believe that a person who could eat by virtue of his talent could still be better in physical fitness.

"It's okay, it should be fine."

Fang Huai smiled and looked out the car window, the cadres of the base were civilian, and there was nothing to say to him.

This trip, everyone just went to do one thing together, and there was no affiliation, and the relationship between superiors and subordinates was not so clear.

Even strictly speaking, if there is a disagreement, it should be done according to his wishes.

Zhang Ning, who was in the front row, saw that he had entered the city and began to ask, "Fang... Huai, right? The Huai of the Huai River? ”

"yes, yes."

"Do you have any requirements for the recording studio for that song?

The one we are looking for is opened by the boss of a co-construction unit in the past, and I don't know how the specific equipment is, but I went to see it, and the scale decoration is pretty good. ”

Fang Huai scratched his head:

"Hmm... The equipment is new, and the equipment has been updated very quickly in recent years, so the main thing is to have a good arrangement.

You may have to coordinate some musicians.

But as long as there is a good arrangement, these things can be done, and there are quite a few people they are familiar with.

Let's go and record a demo for the guitar, and in about two or three days, I can communicate the general music content with the arranger.

In fact... I think it's best to have a female voice, male and female chorus, and the MV shots can also be diversified, with pictures of the two of us singing, because it has to be photogenic, and it is best to be beautiful. ”

Zhang Ning laughed out loud: "What do you think of me?" ”

Zhang Ning probably brought seven points of ridicule inside, but Fang Huai naturally nodded.

"Okay! You can try, your image is very good, but I don't know how good your singing skills are. ”

Zhang Ning was immediately silent.

I hadn't heard Fang Huai speak for a long time, and after looking in the rearview mirror, Fang Huai seemed to be thinking seriously, and immediately became a little flustered.

"Don't take it seriously! I can't sing all the pentatonic notes! ”

Fang Huai laughed: "I didn't take it seriously, I was just thinking about how to communicate with the arranger, you should find it first, it will take at least a few days to get the song done, don't worry."

If I can't find it, I can ask a friend. ”

Fang Huai said, and he also thought of who he wanted to call on the first call.

Parents have reported safety, maybe only Brother Yang's voice can be worthy of this rare leisure time.

The phone is out of battery, and when it is charged later, you can call her first.

"Oh? Is it your girlfriend? Zhong Ling teased.

"Hey, no, Chuanyin's top student, how can I be worthy." Fang Huai smiled, but he was a little nervous in his heart.

"What's wrong with Chuanyin?" Zhang Ning was a little unfair:

"Fang Huai, you don't know this, right? Our firefighting boys are very attractive to girls outside! ”

"After all, he is a recruit, how can he have time to talk about his girlfriend after leaving the team, he has to train every day! Sister Zhang, you haven't been at the grassroots level, you don't understand! Zhong Ling argued.

"You can't be a recruit for a lifetime! As long as the girl likes him, just wait for him? ”

"Hey, you're going to put it simply, I used to talk about that girlfriend, and I was with me for a long time when I joined the army, guess how long?

Trimester! When I called her after the team, her number changed! Said to send me good night every day, and when I replied to her, I opened my phone and looked at it, and it didn't send it on the twelfth day! ”

The two of them expressed their opinions, and they immediately made Fang Huai, who was originally calm, worried.

Damn, just call and ask, why are you still nervous?

[Mission: Fight!] Cowardice what? Waiting for joy to fall from the sky? ("Brother Yang's Shyness" is only 78/100 left)]

Crooked day.

Let me be the aunt of the neighborhood committee, forget it, don't affect Lao Tzu's feelings with the system, hey!

Fang Huai was not angry.

Do you want to cancel the task? 】

【3。 】

Fang Huai's eyes widened.

No, no!

I rub.

Brother Yang can be shy, so I can't be shy?

Hit it!

"I'm telling you, you're underestimating a girl's feelings! My husband also came out of the People's Liberation Army, I didn't wait for him? ”

"Sister Zhang, I didn't say anything about you, why are you so excited?"

The two people in the front row were still arguing, swearing to defend their emotional outlook.

Fang Huai finally knew how these two passed the time at work on weekdays, and they could talk about the feelings of a recruit so vigorously.

"That's... Officer Zhang. ”

The two men in front stopped.

Zhang Ning seemed to be a little upset, and said angrily: "What are you doing?" Do you also think girls are realistic? ”

Fang Huai coughed lightly: "No, the reality is unrealistic, you will continue to argue in a while, but I seem to have heard the navigation just now that you have to turn left at the last intersection." ”

Chirping...... Ga.

The car stopped.

……

Twenty minutes later.

The recording studio is really big, the lights are bright, and from the hall, there are quite a lot of rooms inside.

Different people walk in and out of each room, and when they open the door, there will be some movement, and as soon as the door closes, it will be quiet.

The soundproofing is really good.

People who came and went would glance at Fang Huai from time to time, looking very curious.

To be precise, it's the military uniform.

A few more minutes passed.

A slightly chubby young man walked into the hall.

"Hello Mr. Wu!" Zhang Ning got up and said hello.

"Ouch, hello, hello, it's late!" Mr. Wu was a little wheezing when he spoke, and it seemed that he had really run two steps.

This year's firefighting is indeed a powerful unit.

This boss seems to usually don't care about this place at all, and he must be worth a lot of money, but because of a phone call, he came in a hurry.

The staff in the hall of the recording studio finally stood up and greeted Mr. Wu.

"What are you doing? Pour water! Mr. Wu saw that there was not even a glass of water at the rest table in front of the three of them, and hurriedly greeted him.

"No, no, you can show us the recording studio first, right?" Zhang Ning glanced at the watch in his hand and said that the time was very tight.

Fang Huai also lowered down and unplugged his charger and pressed the phone.

It's finally turned on.

Damn, after charging for more than ten minutes, I rushed a trace of electricity.

This year's mobile phone, I really don't want to complain.

"Mr. Wu, do you have any arrangers and keyboardists here? Also, you may have to borrow a guitar. Fang Huai saw that none of them got to the point, and immediately added.

Mr. Wu glanced at Fang Huai, and then smiled.

"Don't worry, it's all there, follow me."

Mr. Wu took the lead and walked to a room, while introducing.

"Tonight, our ace arranger, Mr. Chen, is also here, but I talked to him for a while before he agreed to stay and work overtime... Hi, as it should be!

The comrades of the fire department are also very hard!

It's just that... He's a little arrogant, if you guys make a song he can't watch... Forget it, I'll let him cooperate with you! ”

Mr. Wu said and opened the door.

The room was small, but the next room, the recording studio outside the soundproofed transparent glass, was huge.

There were two people inside, one operating the computer and the other talking next to him.

"Chen Cang! Come, I would like to introduce you, comrade of the firefight! Mr. Wu patted the one standing there.

Chen Cang seemed a little impatient, put on the headphones next to him, and raised his hand without looking back.

"Wait a minute! I'll finish listening to this! ”

Mr. Wu's face was suddenly a little embarrassed, and he said stupidly: "No way, everyone who engages in music is like this, and when I work, I am very immersed." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, let's wait." Seeing this, Zhang Ning couldn't rush it, so he hurriedly waved his hand.

Fang Huai couldn't help laughing, the big boss dared to offend, this really has a character.

"Then let's go next door and try it first." Seeing the electric guitar outside through the glass wall, Fang Huai was a little eager to try.

Before, whether it was the guitar held by squad leader Hao or the guitar sent by his uncle, it couldn't make pop music.

That's the guitar he wants.

(End of chapter)