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Chapter 575 Chorus of Sixteen Singers
There are many actors involved in the snow, Fang Jing visited one by one and finally finalized most of the roles, and the rest of the roles were handled by the company.

After finishing the work of the actors, there was no rest. I opened the phone address book and started to look for the list of singers, Liu Wei, Wang Sulong, Liang Bo, Wang Xiaomin, Yang Chaoyue, Shen Hao, Sa Dingding, Yu Wenwen, Feng Timo, Zhao Lei...

Fourteen singers were found, and Fang Jing made an appointment to invite them to record the theme song in the snow.

Three days later, the music room in Fangjing, the magic city.

"Fang Jing, aren't you making trouble? I'm the only one who sings folk songs, and you pull me to sing ancient styles, you're really good at it!"

Picking up a guitar on the wall, Zhao Lei sat on a chair and tried it out.

Wang Sulong and others around were also looking at the things in this music room, looking around one by one, smacking their lips while looking, their eyes full of envy.

Fang Jing's musical instruments here are very complete, much better than ordinary recording studios. After all, they are not short of money. With so many equipments, I am afraid that they have invested seventy-eight million yuan.

"They all sing. What's the difference between ancient folk songs? The score is not the same." Fang Jing didn't hear Zhao Lei's complaint, and grabbed the guitar from his hand. "This guitar costs 10,000+."

Zhao Lei likes and is good at folk songs, but it doesn't mean he can't sing ancient styles. Fang Jing has studied his voice, and in fact, ancient styles are quite suitable.

It's just that this guy is lazy and doesn't move at all, either when traveling or on the road, hotels, parks, streets, cash machines, there is no place where he hasn't slept.

"Good guy, this thing is destined for me!" It's okay not to hear 10,000+, but Zhao Lei's eyes lit up when he heard such an expensive price, "Let's treat it as a reward for helping out this time."

"Okay, if you like to send you off, I will sign it for you when you leave."

"What do you mean by giving away? This is my reward, and there is no need for another signature. I wipe it off when I turn my head back to sleep."

There was resentment in the words, Zhao Lei also complained about Fang Jing's promise to give him the whole album last time.

"Brother Zhao Lei, hello, can you sign for me later?" Yang Chaoyue turned into a fan girl and approached Zhao Lei.

Since entering the door, she has asked for almost all the signatures of everyone except the company's, and Feng Timo is the same as her.

She usually sings these people's songs in the live broadcast room, but she didn't expect to see all of them this time.

"Are you going to record the song first or have something to eat first?" Fang Jing asked.

There is a bar in the room next to the recording studio, and he specially hired a chef to cook a buffet for everyone, with all kinds of drinks.

"Eat, eat!"

Yang Chaoyue was the first to raise his hand, Fang Jing stared at him and put it down angrily.

"Of course it's eating. There are so many of us. If one person says a few words to you, your song will be gone. It won't take much time."

"agree!"

"Just got off the plane, I'm hungry, eat, we'll record after eating."

Zhao Lei and Wang Sulong followed suit, Fang Jing had no choice but to bring everyone to the bar to get food.

After wiping the bottom of the table, looking at the little dust on his fingers, Liu Wei frowned and said with a smile, "Fang Jing, how long have you been here?"

From everyone's point of view, Fang Jing is so good at playing music, he should be running around the music room often, but judging from the table and most of the empty wine racks, it doesn't look like there are people living here.

Coming over with half a bottle of red wine, Fang Jing said, "I'm so busy every day, I don't have time to come here. To be honest, I've been here three times since the renovation."

"Reckless waste, violent waste." Zhao Lei felt distressed, "If I had such good equipment, I would live here for the rest of my life."

"Pull it down, if you can live for a month without running away, I will consider you amazing."

After picking up some vegetables, Wang Sulong sat down and said, "Fang Jing, do you pay attention to the singer-songwriters in the second half of the season? Those players are all very strong."

"We need to be famous and famous, and we need to be strong and powerful. If we don't take it seriously, we may overturn when we wait for the finals."

Fang Jing: "I haven't watched that show for a long time, who will be invited for the second half of the season?"

Wang Sulong: ...

I shouldn't have asked such a question. It's been so long since the second half of the season. Fang Jing doesn't even know who the contestants are. Judging from his expression, he probably hasn't watched the show since the first half of the season ended.

"Forget it, you will know when the time comes, I want to see what it looks like when your car rolls over."

People at the two tables are playing music, and there are many topics in common. The girls are at the same table, and the men are at the same table. They eat and chat, and the time passes quickly.

In the afternoon, everyone started recording.

The tide of the world, this is the title of the song. Everyone printed out a score, and after discussing who would sing which line, everyone memorized the words in a few minutes.

"Reciting Prajna in White Clothes"

"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows and lets himself be teased"

"Long Jin Shakes the Green Valley"

"Pursuing Fingers to Cleanse the Old Star Luo"

"Jiazi solves the dust and confusion"

"White Song of Calling the Sword and Restoring the Crazy Song"

……

The first half is male singing, adjust the mood, Fang Jing and Zhao Lei, Wang Sulong, Shen Hao, Liang Bo are gone after a few words.

In the middle half of the female singer, the first one to speak was Liu Wei, who was born as an online singer and was rated by netizens as the most suitable person for singing ancient styles before his debut.

"Moth eyebrows are broken"

"Purple Clothes Dare to Make Jiang Hu Ke"

"800 years as yesterday"

"Li Zhu Kong Hate Love and Resentment Lock"

Liu Wei is worthy of being a master of ancient styles. He has never read the story of Xue Zhong, but he can sing that kind of chivalry in just two lines. If it wasn't for the recording, Fang Jing would almost applaud.

The song Tianxiachao sang the life stories of the main characters in Xuezhong. The second female singer who spoke was Wang Xiaomin, and her words were written by Xu Zhihu.

"Red clothes stepping on yellow cranes"

"Three generations drink and forget the river"

"The sword lifts the wreath"

"Three thousand tides listen to the moon like a sword"

Yang Chaoyue, Sa Dingding, Feng Timo...one person sang two lines like this, the first time they sang in 5 minutes, Fang Jing listened to it once, and was not very satisfied.

Every two lines of the lyrics sang the story of a person, Xu Zhihu in red and white crane, Xuanyuan Qingfeng in purple and ordering Jianghu.

Hong Xixiang who cultivated for another 300 years for the righteous way of heaven and earth, Wen Hua who broke his brother's hands and feet by breaking swords, Cao Changqing who would rather die singing in the rain than live under the fence of others, everyone has his story.

What Fang Jing wanted was for the audience to feel the character's inner level even after listening to the words.

Finding a pen and paper, Fang Jing wrote out the characters one by one, and explained to them the life story of the characters, Xu Xiao, Xu Fengnian, Yu Xuanji, Luoyang, Nangong Pushe...

It was getting dark, and when recording No.19 times, I finally called it a day.

Wang Sulong came out with the support of the wall, singing so that his voice became hoarse, muttering in his mouth that he would not come if he was killed, it was too tortured.

Zhao Lei wanted to run away halfway, he didn't want the guitar he wanted, and Fang Jing dragged him back abruptly.

"Guys, why don't you have dinner first and leave tomorrow. I'll take you to the airport." Seeing that they were leaving in a hurry, Fang Jing kindly kept the guests.

"No, Teacher Fang, see you later." Feng Timo was about to cry.

The recording was finished after four o'clock, Fang Jing insisted on letting them eat, and just after eating, I don't know why they were crazy, Fang Jing suggested to do it again.

This has happened over and over until now.

(End of this chapter)