REMIX

After successfully overcoming a hormonal fever, I glanced at the clock on the wall, rubbed my cheeks that were still warm, and wandered around the room looking for clothes.

"You still talk about things."

One hand was occupied, I bent down, pulled the pajama pants to my knees with one hand, and then stepped on them with my feet.

"It was discovered."

He should also be washing and tidying up there, rummaging through boxes and boxes, his words were truncated into different lengths by his movements, and sometimes he made a nice nasal voice, "I'm a little busy in the morning, so I can't leave, and I'll look for you after noon. Talk to Fei Na I said it."

"Ah."

I tilted my head and clamped the phone with my shoulder, zipped up my trousers, and stopped when I walked to the door. He said softly, "Hang up the baby."

"See you in the afternoon."

I ate the breakfast Xia Jie reserved for me in the kitchen, buttered croissants and coconut juice, and left the house after ten o'clock.

The address Fei Na gave me was on the ninth floor of an office building. The downstairs floors were rented out to a small Internet company. When I was taking the elevator, I met several unkempt programmers, yawning and feeling a tingle. Instant noodles.

Many rooms on the ninth floor were vacant, and I found Fei Na's studio without any difficulty. There was a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door.

I stood there for a while, looking at the light coming from the crack in the door below, and knocked on the door three times.

After a while no one answered, I thought someone would come and open the door when I knocked again.A young man about my height asked, for Nana?

I nodded.

He said, please wait a moment, she is recording a song.

I was allowed to stand in an open space at the door. The furnishings around me were similar to the ones I saw in Lin Ruian Company, with tangled wires all over the floor, speaker stands and trays, recording microphone stands, and a table for storing sundries. , The man who opened the door for me returned to the mixer, and there was another person who was tuning there, and a low-decibel sound was playing on the stereo.

Fei Na is in the recording studio.

She is wearing studio monitor headphones, and under the lampshade is a pendant condenser microphone with a flat shape. The temperature in the airtight room seems to be higher than that in the air-conditioned room outside. She is wearing a racerback vest and low-slung jeans, with hair The back of the head was loosely pulled into a bun, showing a slender neck, and there was a layer of oily sweat on the sunken collarbone, which looked extraordinarily wild against the healthy complexion.

I looked at her from a distance, my eyebrows frowned slightly, and my eyes never left the inscription book in my hand. It was a serious and immersed expression, shaking my body to the beat from time to time, and adding impromptu adaptations to the original lyrics. Live in the Queen's aura, the voice is powerful, and because of the lazy and hoarse texture of the smoke voice, it makes people's skin crawl.

"Youwantit, youdowhatItellya you want me? Unless you kneel down and listen to Youplayonmyteamandgetaringback youplayonmyteamandgetaringbackyouplayonmyteamandgetaringbackyoudon't,yougon'endupafailure , your girlfriend is probably going to throw a tantrum at you Just cause hubby is a fan of me, you understand in' me? Because you love me more than you love her, understand?

Soskipthetalkin'baby,wetoobusyballin'baby, let's not talk nonsense, we're busy wandering around Pedaltothemetalandmyengineeneeverstallin'babyI'm not bad, never stop Bitchesgon'hate, whilethecriticscritique Can't affect my mother's good mood Whattheymakeayear, Icanmakeinaweek They don't have money and honor in this life, I've long been tired of playing Iknowyoucan'tstandit, justgetyouaseat this reality is too cruel, so sit down and take a breath"

Rapper has a cynical air about it, which is one of the reasons I like it.

Just like rock and roll is endowed with a kind of spiritual power, once the seemingly abstract things are integrated into the soul, its significance to people is not limited to a dispensable entertainment or pastime.

I never thought of it as a pastime from the beginning.

Perhaps in my mortal body lies an arrogance that I have never seen before, interpreting love and rebellion with the same intensity, piercing through the whole life with the heat of adolescence, rough, fierce, and uncompromising.

I can live on my knees, but in front of the microphone, I will offer all my pride.

After recording a song, she took off the monitor earphones, took out the shirt jacket on the back of the chair, put it on as she walked outside, and smiled at me, "I've been waiting for a long time."

She has a really good figure, and the simple movement of putting on clothes has a graceful and charming taste.

"You sang really well," I clapped my hands and praised sincerely: "It's my honor to be your foil."

"What nonsense."

She took my arm, untied my hair, tied the hair tie around my wrist, and took me to the lounge next door, which was decorated as a living room, and asked me to wait on the sofa, and made two cups of coffee in the pantry , brought me a cup, and sat down on the diagonally diagonal sofa.

I asked, "Is this your... private studio?"

"Yes," the coffee was hot, she put down the cup after drinking a little bit, and said to me: "I have terminated the contract with the previous company, and now I am a freelance musician, with my own team but not in charge of packaging, just recording songs every day and the later stage."

"What if you want to make a record?"

"Save enough for an album, single solo or mini-album, and hand it over to the record company." She leaned back, rested on the cushions, and cleared her throat. The recording just now seemed to make her feel tired, and her eyes were also tired. "However, the distribution methods are diversified now, and the website is also a good way, such as the newcomer recruitment plan of the music portal website that was very popular some time ago."

"If he likes you, he will sign you directly to the website, and you don't have to worry about asking songs to release videos or anything. It's just that the song resources must be exclusive, and copyright protection needs to be downloaded for a fee. This is the source of your funds."

She snapped her fingers, "So this time I don't represent the official, and I don't need you to sign a contract. To put it bluntly, you feat with me and I'll pay you. It may not be too much, around 5000 yuan—if you trust me, I will share with you the share given to me by the website."

"Actually, it's the same between friends. It's a favor, a big favor... Of course, I'll put your wishes first, and I'll confirm with you again at the end. Do you want to join?"

Is this still worth thinking about?

I forcibly took a sip of the coffee, and was so bitter that my voice trembled a little when I heard my incoherent speech. "...I want to...thank you, sister...I, of course I want to..."

She laughed and rubbed my hair with her hand, "My face is all red."

I really can't contain my excitement.It feels like Ren and Du's two veins have been opened up by that joy.

He remembered that the last time he was so happy was when he confessed his love to Gong Junye.

Heck.

It's good to be alive.

"In that case, this matter is settled."

She clapped her hands together, "Come to audition, let me see your strength."

I went back to the previous recording studio with her, and Gong Junye had just arrived.