"Cousin, cousin, no need to see me off, we're leaving!"
"Cousin, cousin, thank you for your hospitality. See you during the Spring Festival."
The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.
Fang Xiaole and Fang Shengnan sent Song Jiang and Wei Qian to the airport.
After achieving his goals of sending wedding invitations and showing off, Song Jiang prepared to take his fiancée to Shenzhen for another two days.
To be precise, it was Wei Qian who wanted to go out and play, and Song Jiang just followed passively.
On the way to the airport, Song Jiang was still being affectionate with his fiancée, which made Fang Shengnan grit her teeth.
"Cousin, you must bring your sister-in-law back to meet us during the Spring Festival!"
After passing the security check, Song Jiang did not forget to turn around and shout to Fang Xiaole.
"Okay, sure!"
Fang Xiaole agreed with a smile, and Song Jiang turned around and left with satisfaction.
"Bah! Look at him! He just found a pretty and rich girlfriend, and he's so mad!"
Fang Shengnan's face turned black and she cursed at Song Jiang's back.
"Okay, sister, I'm looking for a girlfriend, not a boyfriend. Why are you so excited?"
Fang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey, why are you laughing? Can't you see that Song Jiang is running around to show off and to bully you because you don't have a girlfriend!
This idiot has loved competing with you since he was a child. This time he found such a good girlfriend, I wonder how proud he must be!
Seeing him like that, I'm so pissed off!"
Fang Shengnan became more and more angry as she spoke, pointing at Fang Xiaole and saying:
"Fang Xiaole, can you please show some courage and pursue Harlinyao?"
"Didn't I tell you?" Fang Xiaole spread his hands helplessly, "I'll bring my girlfriend home for the Spring Festival."
"Hey, Fang Xiaole." Fang Shengnan suddenly looked at him sideways and frowned.
"Are you planning to rent a girlfriend during the Spring Festival to fool us?"
"Fang Shengnan, what are you thinking about?!"
Fang Xiaole was a little speechless about her sister and turned to walk towards the airport gate.
"Anyway, I'm telling you, as long as it's not Lin Yao, I won't recognize her!"
Fang Shengnan chased after him, saying persistently.
The brother and sister went out for a few games. Fang Xiaole had something to do, and Fang Shengnan was a restless person, so she went shopping alone.
While driving, Fang Xiaole called Mo Yan and asked her to contact the friend who owned a recording studio in Jiangrong.
He chose a song from the treasure trove of memory last night and planned to record a demo of the song in the afternoon.
This song will not be sung by Lin Yao, but it is very important to Lin Yao. Fang Xiaole wants to record it better so that it can help him complete the idea in his mind.
Mo Yan quickly arranged a recording studio. Fang Xiaole had been there before and knew the address, so he drove directly there.
When he arrived at the recording studio, the boss and several staff members were already waiting for him.
Fang Xiaole took out the lyrics and music that he had written long ago, spent some time arranging the music, and then started recording.
After taking Chinese medicine for a period of time, Fang Xiaole's throat has improved a little.
In the past, I could barely sing a song, and could only sing half of the high notes. Now I can sing a whole song with full passion.
And the song I'm going to record today is not very high pitched.
But on Earth in the previous life, it was a true classic.
It’s just that the style of the song is not suitable for Lin Yao to sing, but it can be used as a bargaining chip in “negotiation”.
"Teacher Fang, this song is so beautiful!"
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the song was finally recorded.
The owner of the recording studio was named Wu, and he was once a member of the band. He also participated in the recording. After listening to the demo, Old Wu couldn't help but give Fang Xiaole a thumbs up.
"You wrote this?"
Old Wu is in his forties, much older than Fang Xiaole, but at this time he has unconsciously called Fang Xiaole "Teacher Fang".
"Well, I guess so." Fang Xiaole nodded.
"No wonder Miss Lin kept thanking you the day she won the award. It's such a shame that someone with your talent is doing a variety show!"
Old Wu sighed sincerely.
The song that was just recorded really moved him. Old Wu even felt that this was the best song he had ever heard in his life.
This has nothing to do with technique or high or low notes, it’s just a feeling that can get into people’s hearts.
Especially for middle-aged people like him who have experienced many ups and downs in life, they can find resonance in this song.
While listening to the demo, Old Wu almost shed tears several times.
"Teacher Fang, may I ask, how much are you planning to sell the copyright for this song for?"
Old Wu couldn't help but ask curiously.
“Not for sale, but given away.”
Fang Xiaole said.
"Free, for someone?"
Old Wu was stunned. Teacher Fang actually planned to give away this song that was bound to become a classic?
"Wu Ge, you should know better than me that sometimes free things are the most expensive."
Fang Xiaole patted Old Wu on the shoulder and said, "Sorry to bother you, Brother Wu. I have already sent the fee for this afternoon to your WeChat."
After saying that, he walked out of the recording studio.
After getting in the car, he didn't start it immediately. Instead, he took out his cell phone, exhaled, and dialed Wang Manling's number.
The phone rang for a moment, and then it was connected. A charming female voice rang out:
"Hello, who are you?"
There seemed to be the giggling sound of children playing nearby.
Fang Xiaole said, "Hello, Sister Manling, sorry to bother you. I'm Fang Xiaole."
"Teacher Fang? Hello! I won't bother you anymore. Ouch, Duoduo, stop making trouble!"
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