Perfect Superstar

When Lu Chen saw Wang Jing for the first time, he felt...

This kid is so handsome!

Then he immediately realized that he had made an oolong, and the other party was not a boy, but a girl.

A handsome girl.

About 1.75 meters tall, she has a pair of compass-like straight long legs wrapped in light blue jeans, and a homemade silk-screened cotton T-shirt on her upper body. Her hair is cut short, so she looks very neat.

This girl is very beautiful, and her eyes, nose, lips, and chin all conform to the usual aesthetic standards, but she is not that charming or gorgeous, and has a heroic spirit that is difficult to express in words.

What impressed Lu Chen the most was her eyes, which were as bright as a morning star.

This is my daughter Wang Jing...

Wang Changsheng introduced to both parties: This is Mr. Lu Chen, a new client of our studio.

Hello!

Wang Jing extended her hand to Lu Chen generously: Welcome to Nirvana Studio.

Lu Chen shook her hand: Hello.

After being seated again, Lu Chen handed over the sheet music he had printed earlier and asked, I would like to ask your studio to help me arrange and record the accompaniment of this song. Can it be done in two days?

Wang Jing frowned, took the printing paper and looked at it.

She watched it carefully, and hummed softly according to the score, and the pitch of her singing was very accurate.

The frowning frown gradually loosened, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

After a while, the handsome girl raised her head and asked, Mr. Lu, did you write this song yourself?

Lu Chen nodded: Yes.

The songwriter on the score has his name on it.

Wang Jing asked suspiciously, This song is very well written, why did you ask me to arrange it?

Wang Jing!

Before Lu Chen could answer, Wang Changsheng glared at her and said, Mr. Lu is asking if you can finish it in two days? Why are you asking those irrelevant questions?

Wang Changsheng knew his daughter's temper too well, for fear that she would scare away Lu Chen, a client he finally found.

Wang Jing pursed her lips. She didn't refute her father, but her silence and the stubborn look on her face made the atmosphere in the small reception room a little awkward.

Lu Chen coughed and was about to explain a few words when Wang Jing suddenly said, Two days are too fast, I can't guarantee to make the best quality, can you give me a few more days?

Lu Chen said, It's like this. On the 10th, I want to participate in Beijing Satellite TV's talent show. Because the accompaniment of the song has to be delivered in advance, the time can't be delayed any more, but I don't ask for the best quality.

Sing China?

Wang Jing's brows furrowed again: Since it's such an important matter, why didn't you come a few days earlier?

Lu Chen smiled bitterly.

He finally understood why Wang Changsheng went to Delong Building to do business. Wang Jing's temper was too easy to offend customers. How could the studio's business get better?

Lu Chen was not angry. Many powerful people tend to be different from ordinary people in terms of personality.

Jingyin graduates should be trustworthy.

But her father Wang Changsheng was about to cry: Wang Jing...

Wang Jing raised her head and said, Two days is fine, but the production cost is 20,000 yuan!

Twenty thousand dollars?

Lu Chen's expression became weird - Miss, I'm a good talker, you can't take me as a fool!

20,000 yuan a song, just arrange and accompany it, why did he go to Nirvana Studio to make it?

Lu Chen couldn't help looking at Wang Changsheng who was sitting on the side.

At this time, Wang Changsheng finally showed the emotional intelligence of a qualified studio manager.

He calmly said to Wang Jing, Go and prepare for the work. I'll discuss the production cost with Mr. Lu.

The latter was obviously not reconciled, but the pleading in Wang Changsheng's eyes kept her silent, so she left with the score.

Wang Changsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then said embarrassedly to Lu Chen: Mr. Lu, my daughter is not very good-tempered, please don't mind, but you can rest assured of her ability, we work on this song. Working overtime in the room will also help you complete it!

As for the price, what do you think of ten thousand yuan?

He took the initiative to cut the price in half, obviously very much hoping to win the business of Lu Chen.

Although Lu Chen knew that if he persisted, he might be able to cut thousands of dollars more, but after all, this is an urgent business, and it is normal for the price to be high, and others may not be willing to make it with heart.

After thinking about it, he said, 10,000 is fine. If this song can satisfy me, then my first album can also be handed over to your studio to do.

Good good!

Wang Changsheng was immediately overjoyed: I also hope to have a long-term cooperation with you, Mr. Lu!

Making a complete album is different from making ten singles, the former is more demanding.

So for any music studio, making an album is both a challenge and an opportunity.

If the album sells well, it is easy to become famous in the industry, and business will naturally come.

Nirvana Studio has not yet produced a real album until now.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng became more and more determined to hold on to Lu Chen's client. He said sincerely: Mr. Lu, since you are here, let's take a look at the recording studio of our studio. I invite you at night. Have a meal!

Lu Chen smiled and said, The recording studio will see it. We'll talk about it later when we eat.

Under the leadership of the other party, he came to visit the recording studio of Nirvana Studio.

This recording studio occupies more than half of the entire studio area. The hardware equipment such as condenser microphones, microphone amplifiers, monitor speakers, vocal effects, mixers, VOD karaoke machines, etc. are basically complete, which is quite specialized.

The interior is very clean and tidy. The installation and arrangement of pipelines, air conditioners, sound insulation walls and sound insulation doors are all in place. Although the space inside is not very large, it does not feel cramped, which is in sharp contrast with the office area outside.

The person in charge of the recording studio is Wang Changsheng's son Wang Hui. This handsome young man with glasses has a shy personality, and his appearance is similar to his sister. He doesn't talk much but speaks well about the recording.

Wang Changsheng was quite proud of his son. He invited him diligently, Mr. Lu, do you want Xiaohui to record a song for you on the spot? No money!

Lu Chen suddenly became interested and asked, Do you have a guitar here?

Nirvana Studio not only has guitars, but also a small Nirvana band.

Following the guitar were four members of the band including Wang Jing. The other three were young people in their twenties. They stood in the control room and watched Lu Chen sing through the vacuum glass window.

It was the first time in his life that Lu Chen entered the recording studio, but in the dream world, Xu Bo was a frequent visitor to the recording studio.

It's just that most of Xu Bo's recordings in the studio are other people's songs. In order to make money, he often accompanies others, sings demos and even sings harmony, and has never released an album that really belongs to him.

When the memory came up, Lu Chen hugged the guitar and closed his eyes facing the microphone, but he didn't open them for a long time.

In the outer control room, a long-haired young man sneered softly: Damn, it's not filming...

The man in a black T-shirt beside him pretended to be serious and said, You don't understand, this is called brewing emotions.

The small young man between the two shook his shoulders with an uncontrollable expression.

Wang Jing clasped her arms and didn't speak. Her eyes were fixed on Lu Chen, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Fortunately, Wang Changsheng just went out, otherwise he would have been pissed to death by a few of them.

Wang Hui frowned and hesitated.

Several band members still know the proportions, and they all put away their smiles without joking too much.

As for the thoughts in their hearts, only they themselves know.

Of course, Lu Chen in the recording studio couldn't hear the conversation outside. He felt that his mood had been adjusted to the best state. He opened his eyes and nodded at Wang Hui, indicating that it was time to start.

Wang Hui immediately pressed the button and gave Lu Chen a thumbs up - Come on!

Lu Chen plucked the strings and played a high-spirited prelude.

The song he wants to sing is Once You!

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