The length of a song is only three to five minutes, but it’s hard to say how long it takes if you include the constant revisions on the spot.
Just like an NBA game, there are only 3 minutes left in the fourth quarter, and you come back half an hour later and the game is not over yet.
Sun Tao went out to make a phone call. When he came back, he drank three cups of tea and there was still no news in the recording studio.
……
Sun Tao felt vaguely uneasy, but he couldn't determine what the problem was.
……
Xu Youwei walked back to the desk from opposite Sun Tao. There was a "click" sound, and Sun Tao judged that she had kicked off her high heels.
Xu Youwei didn't hide it, she said naturally: "Actually, I don't want to wear high heels even if I don't go to work. You men don't know what it feels like to wear high heels for a day. It's like being tortured."
Sun Tao smiled and said: "Boss Qi usually wears jeans and sneakers, isn't that pretty good."
"We have different fates. How can I compare with her? Starting a company is just for fun to her, but it is a career to me. And after wearing high heels, the overall feeling of the person is a bit upward."
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Xu Youwei made an upward gesture and puffed up her chest.
"This will boost your entire spiritual temperament. In fact, the original intention of uniforms and high heels is to restrict your movements and allow you to show the most dignified appearance. They are not for temptation."
Sun Tao nodded, "It makes sense. But you are so restrained there, why not come to the sofa and stretch your legs."
Xu Youwei glanced at Sun Tao, "You want me to pinch your feet in front of you? You have ulterior motives... Be careful I tell Boss Qi..."
She was obviously like that just now, but in the blink of an eye she became righteous again. This was the first time for Sun Tao to see such a woman.
Sun Tao felt that his sixth sense was probably with this woman. The memory of being wronged in his previous life reminded Sun Tao that if Xu Youwei's husband came in now, he might get beaten. Although Xu Youwei might not have a husband, even though he had done nothing!
Sun Tao stood up and said calmly: "I'll go out for a walk. You can relax here. Call me after they finish recording."
Xu Youwei thought that what she said was too serious, so she didn't dare to stay and said: "The trainees will go back at 8:30. You can go and watch their training. Hey, don't go too far. Lao Qiao and the others should be finished soon..."
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Sun Tao glanced at his phone. The time was 7:08 pm.
The hallways are brightly lit, but all office and practice room doors are closed.
Strangely, Sun Tao still felt uneasy after leaving Xu Youwei's office.
Unable to figure out the cause of the matter, Sun Tao decided to find something to do first. He carefully looked at the pattern of the flying fish for the first time.
Management Department, Human Resources Department, Planning and Creative Department, Design and Production Department, External Relations Department, Business Department, Administration Department, Finance Department... Sun Tao remembered that Qi Jinhua said that Feiyu's main business in the past was actually advertising planning, and its biggest customer was her family company.
Many of the promotional copywriting for those real estate properties were created by Feiyu, which can be regarded as self-produced and sold, and the wealth does not go to other people's fields.
"Click" The person from the business department was suddenly pushed away, and the person coming out and Sun Tao standing at the door were both startled by each other.
【ah! ! ! 】【Oh my God! 】
The girl who came out of the door was about 170 years old, wearing a loose sportswear and a refreshing ponytail. She should be between 20 and 25 years old. When the girl saw that it was Sun Tao, her expression changed from surprise to joy, "Ah! Mr. Sun! Hahahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect there was someone at the door."
Sun Tao patted his chest, "Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. I didn't expect there were people inside, I thought you guys had already left work."
"My name is Li Xue. I am a graduate of Zhijiang Art College and a native of Xuancheng. I am now a training teacher for Feiyu." Li Xue generously extended his hand to Sun Tao.
Everyone called him Mr. Sun, but Sun Tao asked casually without introducing his name, "Oh, hello. What are you responsible for training?"
"Teaching everything, singing, dancing, musical instrument performance."
"Then you are pretty almighty."
"Hahaha, actually I just supervise them to practice, but I can't teach them anything. Basically, they all graduated from art schools. Some of them signed contracts after graduating from junior high school and have very good basic qualities. My role is more like a counselor. ”
Li Xue, who graduated in 2002, had only been employed for a few months. They chatted for a few words and Sun Tao was about to leave, but Li Xue was not going to let him go.
"Mr. Sun, you are waiting for Teacher Qiao and the others to record songs, right? If you have nothing to do now, why not come with me to watch the students train."
Sun Tao smiled slightly and said, "Do you have a good relationship?"
Li Xue also laughed and said, "I am a counselor and dormitory manager. I will naturally have a better relationship with them during the day and night."
"You are the only one..."
"Of course not. There are male coaches in our business department, but they live in the dormitory in turns. I live there permanently. There are also security guards and cleaning ladies there. Although there are only more than 20 trainees, the management is still very strict. …”
The Chunhui Art School where Li Qinglei graduated from relies on tuition fees to maintain operations. Feiyu trainees are obviously another way to train trainees. The students basically have no expenses but their futures are also tied to the company.
Li Xue and Sun Tao stood at the door of the practice room, "They are both super outstanding and hard-working children. As long as they have a chance, they will definitely shine..."
Sun Tao had no way of judging whether they were good or not, but the sweet and crunchy sound of [Brother Sun] made him agree with Li Xue's statement.
Sun Tao's inspiration for the innocent girl came immediately. "Red Sweet Potato Wish", "Send to the Bright Moon", "Red Horse", "Beauty's Journey"... suddenly emerged from the depths of his memory.
There was also a male coach named Wu Dong and seven or eight handsome boys in the room, but they couldn't inspire any inspiration in Sun Tao.
Coming out of the training room, Sun Tao was still thinking excitedly about the last time he wrote "Divination" to benefit more than a dozen girls. As a result, he didn't get any extra benefits. He couldn't be merciful this time. The rules of the entertainment industry still have to be followed. Talk about it.
He was thinking happily, and when he raised his head, Sun Tao woke up.
It turns out that the alarm bell in my heart started after the phone call with Zhao Jian, and it had nothing to do with things like men and women crossing paths.
After Zhao Jian made the request, Sun Tao immediately agreed, because Azi's mental journey was consistent with "My Taoist Friend". Sun Tao didn't think anything was wrong at the time, but his subconscious was telling him that things were out of control.
He arrived in Hangzhou on Thursday, and today is only Saturday. In more than 50 hours, he has produced "Sword Soul", "Sword Heart" and "Young You". If he releases another song tomorrow, he will not be a fast shooter. He is a pervert and a monster.
Sun Tao put his hand on his forehead: Brother, we promised to release a new song in one or two weeks. This is two songs a day. We don’t have much inventory.
Sun Tao walked slowly, "Well, on the one hand, we need to control the output, and on the other hand, the frequency of converting Japanese and Korean songs must be accelerated. DAYBYDAY is good." (End of Chapter)