Jiang Yan: There’s something wrong with your expression. Are you scolding me?
The eye contact was interrupted the moment Zhang Fan stood up.
"Brother Xiaofan, have you finished reading the music score?" Jiang Yan twisted her waist and walked towards Zhang Fan.
Spring waves are rippling!
Xiang Yang: Bichi!
Anjiu:Bichi+1!
Zhang Fan:???
Damn, is this girl on drugs? Why are you blushing? Why are you so shy?
I'm wearing pants!
Immediately, Zhang Fan walked towards the piano.
How much time can it take to write the lyrics and music scores of twenty songs?
However, he thought about He Shanyuan’s plan later!
Twenty songs, twenty different styles!
For Zhang Fan, it is naturally not difficult at all.
Therefore, he directly modified He Shanyuan's plan and came up with his own ideas.
What he has to do now is to try it first!
Soon, the music started playing.
"Wow, brother Xiaofan is so awesome!" Jiang Yan clapped her hands with a look of infatuation on her face.
In Zhang Fan's heart, ten thousand alpacas rushed past in an instant!
At the same time, Zhang Fan also stopped, turned to Jiang Yan, and said with a serious face: "Auntie, I'm not twenty yet, thank you. Also, please shut your mouth!"
The three Xiangyang people: Hahahaha, Bichi and Bichi have been criticized.
An Jiu: Xiao Fanfan, you are so awesome. I have long disliked this blue pool.
As for Jiang Yan, the smile on her face gradually became stiff.
Aunt?
Aunt?
Damn it! Straight man! How the hell do you have a girlfriend?
The angry Jiang Yan naturally did not dare to attack Zhang Fan.
After all, she really couldn't bear a slap flying seven or eight meters high.
Immediately, Jiang Yan walked towards An Jiu.
"How could you find such a straight man as your boyfriend?"
???
Anjiu MMP!
Is it okay for me to still be single?
Immediately, An Jiu turned around, ignored Jiang Yan, picked up the music score, and started reading.
But soon, An Jiu put away the score, supported her chin with her hand, closed her eyes and listened carefully.
The beautiful melody was like little elves, whirling around Anjiu.
The song ended! An Jiu then opened her eyes, looked at Zhang Fan, and raised the corners of her mouth.
Oh, this guy looks so handsome playing the piano.
What a pity! I have a boyfriend!
Otherwise, it is okay to fall in love with him.
Soon, Zhang Fan walked towards the drum set again.
In an instant, extremely violent drum sounds suddenly sounded.
Every note touches the heart directly!
No one noticed He Shanyuan's arrival.
After Zhang Fan performed all the music scores, He Shanyuan's eyes were full of resentment.
This kid has only been reading the music score for a long time, and he actually performed it perfectly.
Even he couldn't find any fault at all.
After listening to Zhang Fan's revision suggestions, the resentment in He Shanyuan's eyes became even stronger.
He is such a musical genius. He would not be interested in traditional Chinese painting. There are dozens of fine arts subjects.
It just so happens that he plays the game as well as the music.
What could he say?
Ask Zhang Fan to give up other things?
Thinking of the fate of Mo Ganfu and McDavid, He Shanyuan shuddered.
Soon, Zhang Fan started recording.
Each of the twenty pieces of music has never been repeated.
And An Jiu, resentment also came.
She was originally said to be a good background, but in the end, she wasn't even used as a background.
Because both she and He Shanyuan felt that her joining would destroy Zhang Fan's music.
This is uncomfortable.
It wasn't until five o'clock in the morning that a group of people left the studio.
Originally, it could be done in two hours.
As a result, Zhang Fan became addicted to playing and wanted to try to see if there was anything better.
As a result, after recording it several times, every version is impeccable!
Feeling the slight cold wind, Xiang Yang, Jiang Yan, An Jiu and He Shanyuan were all extremely excited.
The four people in front were completely shocked by Zhang Fan's music.
An Jiu! He has found a motivation to move forward.
And He Shanyuan!
I am thinking about who to sell these twenty songs to and how much they will cost!
Of course, He Shanyuan was also very satisfied and regretful.
I am satisfied that I finally made an album for Zhang Fan.
Unfortunately, I estimate that I will never have the chance to make an album for Zhang Fan again.
"Let's all go back. Xiaofan, please send Anjiu back. Pay attention to safety!" He Shanyuan said, full of reluctance.
"OK!"
In the car, An Jiu was sitting in the passenger seat like a curious baby!
"Classmate Zhang Fan, are you an alien?"
"How on earth did you do that!"
"Can you lend me your brain? I find that my brain is seriously lacking."
"Why haven't I seen your girlfriend recently?"
"Oh, did they break up? Hahaha, did she dump you?"
"Ouch, slow down, slow down!"
"Zhang Fan, are you driving so fast to reincarnate? You're going to die!"
"Ahhhhh!"
When An Jiu got out of the car, she vomited and left.
"Zhang Fan, you bastard!" Looking at the blue lightning flying away, An Jiu wished she could summon a meteorite to blow up Zhang Fan to death.
The top speed is 380 mph.
It also has drift.
For more than twenty minutes, An Jiu was like riding a roller coaster.
"Where have you gone?" A bald man looked at An Jiu with a gloomy expression.
"Dad, help me!" An Jiu was spinning so fast that he almost lost his way.
"Why did you throw up? Did you drink?" The bald face became even more gloomy!
"No, motion sickness! I'm sick...help me quickly!" An Jiu shouted quickly.
"Why didn't you go home all night and your phone was turned off!" Baldhead asked again.
"Recording an album in the recording studio. Don't ask, vomit..." An Jiu vomited again.
Zhang Fan, you bastard is going to get a thousand blows! I’m not done with you!
"vomit……"
In the car, Zhang Fan looked gloomy: "You are the only one who talks too much! You deserve it!"
Immediately, Zhang Fan drove straight to Weng Shuang's apartment.
He wanted to ask carefully what happened when Weng Shuang said he was looking for a wife.
The most important thing is, who is it?
At the same time, He Shanyuan took the samples and made appointments with eight publishers.
In the end, the three-year copyright was sold for 10 million per family.
Originally, he could have sold it at a higher price.
Two of them were offered at a price of 200 million, but he didn't sell them.
His purpose is just to let Zhang Fan's album be heard by more people.
From the publisher's side, I got the signed contract, followed He Shanyuan to get the complete documents, and left in a hurry.
Twenty songs!
Pure music, one copy of each album!
Three hours later, ads were flying all over the place.
A piece of pure music was taken out for publicity.
Within an hour, this piece of pure music was directly on the TOP list of pure music websites!
And it’s in the top ten!
Three hours later, I reached the top spot directly!
He Shanyuan, who had been sitting in front of the computer, laughed and cried.
Four hours, first of all, what kind of concept is this!
Crying, He Shanyuan took out the best red wine that he had collected for ten years, poured a glass, and stood in front of the window.