Chapter 537 Free Is the Most Expensive

"Cousin, cousin, don't send it off, let's go!"

"Cousin, cousin, thank you for your hospitality, see you in 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 the goal of sending wedding invitations and pretending to be coquettish, Song Jiang is going to take his fiancee to Shencheng for another two days.

To be precise, it was Wei Qian who wanted to play, and Song Jiang just followed passively.

On the way to the airport, Song Jiang was still in love with his fiancée, Fang Shengnan gritted his 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, Song Jiang then turned and left in satisfaction.

"Bah! Look at his attitude! Didn't he just find a prettier and richer girlfriend, so he's going to faint!"

Fang Shengnan's face turned black, and he 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 laughing and said.

"Oh, what's wrong with you, can't you see that Song Jiang ran up to show off on purpose, just to bully the girlfriend you don't have!

This idiot loves to compare himself with you since he was a child, this time he found such a good girlfriend, I don't know how proud he is!

Seeing him like that, I am so mad! "

Fang Shengnan became more and more angry as he talked, pointing at Fang Xiaole and saying:

"Fang Xiaole, can you take some courage and go after Harin Yao!"

"Didn't I say that?" Fang Xiaole spread his hands helplessly: "I will bring my girlfriend home during the Spring Festival."

"Hey, Fang Xiaole." Fang Shengnan suddenly squinted at him, frowned and said:

"You don't want to hire a girlfriend to fool us during the Spring Festival, do you?"

"Fang Shengnan, what's going on in your mind?!"

Fang Xiaole was a little speechless to her sister, turned around and walked towards the gate of the airport.

"Anyway, let me tell you, as long as it's not Lin Yao, I won't recognize it at all!"

Fang Shengnan chased after him, perseveringly speaking.

The siblings went out a few times, Fang Xiaole had something to do, Fang Shengnan couldn't sit still, and went shopping alone.

While driving, Fang Xiaole called Mo Yan and asked her to contact the boss friend who opened a recording studio in Jiang Rong.

He selected a song from the memory bank last night, and was going to record a demo of this 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 as to help him realize the idea in his head.

Mo Yan quickly settled the recording studio. Fang Xiaole had been there, knew the address, and drove there directly.

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 score that he had written long ago, and spent some time arranging the music, and then started recording.

After insisting on drinking traditional Chinese medicine for a period of time, Fang Xiaole's voice has improved a bit.

In the past, I could barely sing a song at most, and I could only sing half a song in high notes, but now I can sing a whole song with all my heart.

And the song to be recorded today is not very loud.

But in the previous earth, it was a real 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 really good!"

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the song was finally recorded.

The owner of the recording studio, surnamed Wu, used to be a member of the band, and he also participated in the recording. After listening to the demo, Old Wu couldn't help giving Xiaole a thumbs up.

"You wrote this?"

Old Wu was in his forties, much older than Fang Xiaole, but at this time he had unconsciously called Fang Xiaole "Teacher Fang".

"Uh, sort of." Fang Xiaole nodded.

"No wonder Ms. Lin has been thanking you the day she won the award. It's really a pity that you have such a talent to do a variety show!"

Old Wu sighed sincerely.

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The song recorded just now really touched him, and Old Wu even felt that it was the best song he had ever heard in his life.

This has nothing to do with skills, nothing to do with high pitch and low pitch, but a feeling that can penetrate into people's hearts.

Especially for a middle-aged man like him who has experienced ups and downs in life, he can find resonance in this song.

When listening to the demo, Lao Wu almost shed tears several times.

"Teacher Fang, I would like to ask, how much copyright fee do you plan to sell for this song?"

Old Wu couldn't help asking curiously.

"Don't sell it for money, give it away."

Fang Xiaole said.

"Free, give it away?"

Old Wu was stunned. Teacher Fang actually planned to give away such a song that was sure to become a classic?

"Angkor, you should know better than me, sometimes free is the most expensive."

Fang Xiaole patted Old Wu on the shoulder, "Excuse me, Angkor, I have sent the fee for this afternoon to your WeChat."

After speaking, he walked out of the recording studio.

After getting into the car, without starting it immediately, he took out his mobile phone, exhaled, and dialed Wang Manling's number.

The bell rang for a while, the phone was connected, and a magnetic female voice sounded:

"Hello, who is it?"

There seemed to be the sound of children clucking and playing next to them.

Fang Xiaole said: "Hi, Sister Manling, sorry to bother you, I am Fang Xiaole."

"Teacher Fang? Hello, hello! Don't bother, ouch, Duo Duo, don't make trouble!"

Wang Manling said in surprise, and then said something to the side, as if a naughty child was snatching her mobile phone.

"Xiao, take care of your son!"

Wang Manling roared to the side.

"Duoduo, don't disturb mom, come here quickly, dad will play with you."

A man responded immediately, and hastily carried the child away to a distance.

"Woo, I want my mother."

"Mom has business to do. Daddy will give you a lollipop?"

"Don't give your children candy, it will ruin your teeth!"

"Oh, I see."

After Wang Manling gave another order to her husband, she said to the mobile phone:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I'm taking care of the children at home, I made you laugh."

"Sister Manling, please don't call me a teacher, I really dare not call you a teacher!"

Fang Xiaole said quickly.

This is the number one person in the Chinese music scene, few people dare to act as a teacher in front of her.

"Mr. Fang, don't be humble. After you have used your works to promote Lin Yao from a newcomer to a Golden Melody award song, with such creative ability, you can be called a teacher no matter what!"

Wang Manling complimented again, then changed the subject:

"However, if you want to talk about seniority, Hong Sanshi is my younger brother. If I have the cheek to call you younger brother, you won't mind?"

"Of course I don't mind, it's my honor." Fang Xiaole said.

"That's great, since everyone is a family, good brother, I have an unfeeling request, I wonder if you can promise me?"

Wang Manling began to beat the snake with a stick.

But Fang Xiaole has already said directly:

"Sister Manling, I've already prepared the song you want."