The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 187 Restless Heart
"Hi buddy, long time no see!"

In the underground recording studio, Zheng Fan gave Wang Xiaoli a hug.

"Hi, Brother Van."

It seemed that Wang Xiaoli was not awake, and his pajamas were clearly visible in his eyes.

It's no wonder that it was just five o'clock in the morning, and Zheng Fan called him on WeChat early. At this time, there was no one in the underground recording studio except Zheng Fan and three people.

Zheng Fan's schedule was very tight today, so when he and Xuan Xuan arrived in Shanghai, they found a hotel near the airport, took a room to rest for a while, and then rushed to the underground recording studio without stopping.

Mineral Water has already sent the song sample to Zheng Fan, and he needs to go to the recording studio to finish the recording, and then go to the agreed place to shoot the commercial.

Due to his biggest secret, Zheng Fan rejected the recording studio provided by the mineral water company, but asked himself to find a recording studio.

At the very least, Wang Xiaoli had cooperated with him, even though the result was a bit...unexpected.

"Excuse me, let's have a light meal together after I finish filming."

Zheng Fan took out a USB flash drive and handed it to Wang Xiaoli, which contained the audio track of commercial songs and various files.

"Hehe, Brother Fan is too polite, this is what I should do."

Even though he knew that Zheng Fan was just being polite, Wang Xiaoli was still flattered.

The current Zheng Fan is not at the same level as when he first joined the show.

Although the original singer program can only be regarded as a talent show full of shady scenes, the gold content of a champion is still very high.

Although I don't know why Zheng Fan didn't wantonly accept some advertising endorsements and other activities after winning the championship, but one look at Zhan Xiao can tell what this championship has brought him.

TV dramas, various music festivals, and luxury advertisements. After winning the original singer championship, Zhan Xiao has become the hottest traffic niche in China, earning a lot of money.

Although Zheng Fan has hardly participated in any activities, his songs are of high quality. Several songs dominate the major charts almost all year round and appear in short video bgm.

After walking into the recording studio and putting on his headphones, Zheng Fan gave Wang Xiaoli a ready sign.

After clearing his throat, Zheng Fan started singing the advertising song.

"What's wrong? You look a little unwell?"

Xuan Xuan, who was next to the mixing console, saw Wang Xiaoli's expression and asked with concern.

At this time, the corners of Wang Xiaoli's mouth twitched, his eyes were dull, and after hearing Xuan Xuan's question, he forced a smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "It's okay, maybe I got up too early, and my head is a little dizzy!"

What the hell is this Nima singing?Guikulanghao is talking about you! !

Silently complaining about Zheng Fan, Wang Xiaoli fiddled with the machine, recording the nodes of the song for later debugging.

For about an hour, Zheng Fan recorded four demo songs, and Wang Xiaoli would choose one for tuning.

"By the way, Brother Fan, I remember you also installed a recording studio at home?"

Wang Xiaoli still remembers that Zheng Fan's recording studio was operated by a friend of his.

Hearing Wang Xiaoli's question, Zheng Fan said: "Hey, I went to tinker with it a few times, and it gave me a headache. I just can't do it if I'm not professional."

Zheng Fan has indeed been to the recording studio at home a few times, but he feels a headache when he sees the rows of buttons and switches with unknown functions.

In this way, the things that cost hundreds of thousands were thrown into limbo by him.

"By the way, how much is it?"

After tidying up, Zheng Fan bid farewell to Wang Xiaoli, but the money still had to be given to others. After all, Wang Xiaoli was not the boss, but just a part-time worker.

"Five hundred, this is the best price I can give."

Xuan Xuan stepped forward to give Wang Xiaoli some money, and then waved goodbye.

After getting into the taxi, Xuanxuan asked: "Go directly to the advertising shooting location?"

Zheng Fan nodded, then fiddled with his mobile phone, and sent a message to Lin Zhiwei: "I heard that Maserati has a lot of space and is very comfortable. We haven't tried it, and we dare not ask."

Zheng Fan couldn't hold back his restless heart again.

……

In a private high school in Shanxi.

Although the students are already on vacation, there are still a lot of people on campus.

There are students who are dressed in fashion, and there are parents who accompany them.

These are the students who came to take their winter exams.

The school occupies a large area, has a beautiful environment, and has a strong faculty, many of whom have senior lecturers who have published papers in various fields.

This is an aristocratic school in the local area. Of course, the tuition fee is not cheap. The annual borrowing fee is nearly 20, which is not counting the usual living expenses.

Therefore, the students who come here can basically be divided into two categories, one is rich in family, but the children do not study well, and the other is rich in children who study well.

Without exception, they are all rich families, and the worst is those above the middle class, because after a year, the miscellaneous expenses are more than 20 yuan, which is beyond the reach of ordinary families.

But among the students who took the exam today, there was one person who did not belong to the above two types, and that was Luo Jie.

Among the students wearing famous brand watches and clothes, he looked a bit different.

A non-brand down jacket, a pair of non-brand trousers, and a pair of non-brand shoes, although not as expensive as others, but very clean!

This is an opportunity, moreover, you must not disappoint Miss Meimei's kindness!

Holding the admission ticket in his hand, Luo Jie said secretly in his heart.

As long as today's test scores can meet the standards, Luo Jie can enter this high school with an annual tuition fee of 15 and continue his school life.

The reduced 5 yuan was due to Li Meimei.

"Sister Meimei, Brother Fan, Brother Yixing, don't worry, I will never let you down!!"

After cheering himself up in his mind, Luo Jie walked into the examination room.

In the afternoon, Luo Jie, who had finished the five main courses, felt that these questions were surprisingly easy.

In fact, this is for sure. After all, not everyone is like Luo Jie and can learn the senior high school courses on his own.

After all, the school has to take care of those students who do not study well but whose families are rich.

What?You said you can't even do such a simple question?It's okay, take 10 yuan and come to my place to raise your body for three years.

Now that there are so many pheasant universities, I am afraid that you will not be able to go to a university after graduation?

I looked up at the sky and saw that it was already approaching dusk. The sky in winter seemed extremely short. If it were summer, the sun would still be hanging high in the sky.

Luo Jie, who has been doing farm work since he was a child, like most farmers, doesn't like winter very much, because it means that the growth of bamboo is about to enter a slow period.

The test results will be released at the end of the month. Students can log on to the school website to check the results. If they pass and you can pay the tuition fee, you can enter this school in the spring of the next year.

After taking a look at the time on his phone, it was less than five o'clock. Luo Jie walked towards the school gate and decided to be extravagant.

It takes about half an hour to take a taxi to the airport. If you are lucky, you can return home at midnight.

But I have to call Miss Meimei and ask her to pick me up in the county town.

As soon as he picked up the phone, Luo Jie heard a female voice not far away: "Roger?"

(End of this chapter)