"How many more songs?"

Huo Junda and Liu Heyan were speechless.

This is indeed a good solution, but the problem is, it’s okay to think about this method. Do you think good songs are so easy to come up with?

Fang Jian was able to produce three songs of this quality in a short period of time, which made them look at them with admiration. As for more songs... do you think this is the cabbage on the market, how much do you need?

"Ahem, Dr. Fang, this is indeed a good idea, we will definitely consider it." Liu Heyan responded casually.

Fang Jian could naturally see his attitude of dealing with it and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, do you think this idea is not good?"

"Haha, the idea is really good. If we can produce ten or eight songs in one go. No, even if we get three or five new songs with almost the same quality, it will be enough to beat the Red Sea to the point of being disguised and run away with our heads in our arms. But..."

"But what, Brother Liu, just say something, don't hesitate." Yu Huiliang said dissatisfiedly: "Are you still concerned about that boy Shi Xiaolin? Don't worry, if I'm here, I'll beat him up if he dares to come out."

"Young Master Yu, Brother Liu is not worried about Mr. Shi, he is worried that we will not be able to produce so many songs in a short period of time." The male tuner finally couldn't stand it and made it clear.

"Tsk, aren't it just a few new songs? What's the problem?" Yu Huiliang patted Fang Jian on the shoulder and said, "It's no problem to have me, a good brother."

Huo Junda's eyes lit up slightly, and she said, "Doctor Fang, is there more than one song you have created this time?"

Fang Jian smiled and said, "Brother Huo guessed it very accurately, there is indeed more than one song."

"Okay." Huo Junda slapped his thigh and said, "You have already taken out one. If you can take out another one that is comparable to that, then..." He gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, I have a song, but I have prepared it for another singer, and now I will take it out to make a number to make a complete breakdown of this matter."

Fang Jian and others looked at him in surprise, and Weng Jiayi even said, "Mr. Huo, absolutely not."

Yu Huiliang blinked his little eyes and said, "What's wrong with it? This is a good idea."

Weng Jiayi said without hesitation: "No." Her tone was extremely firm, and there seemed to be no room for negotiation.

Yu Huiliang was dumbfounded and didn't know why.

Fang Jian sighed lightly and explained in a low voice: "Lao Yu, do you think it is easy to create a good song? In addition to deep musical qualities, you also need inspiration. Since Brother Huo proposed this, that song must be a new song of the title level, and you can't be wasted here...

"How come this is a waste? Isn't it enough to create another song after using it..." Yu Huiliang asked in confusion.

Fang Jian rolled his eyes and couldn't explain it to the person who knew nothing about music.

Because explaining this issue to him is really tired!

Shaking his head, Fang Jian gave up this idea, came to the table to get a stack of music scores, picked up the pen, and said, "Everyone, I actually have created more than one new song this time, I will write it out now, please correct me."

Tell me, he started writing on the music score.

Everyone looked at each other, especially those musicians, who were a little lost in their minds.

This time, Fang Jian was surprised that he was able to produce a song of the same quality, and he was extremely impressed by his composing skills.

If you write a song casually, several musicians present can do it. However, if you can write a top song with popular potential, no one dares to make a promise with your chest.

At this moment, they looked at Fang Jian who was writing quickly, and they felt a daze in their hearts. Where did this guy's song come out? I really wanted to split his head and see how many good things were hidden inside.

Fang Jian was extremely fast and wrote this song not long after.

Liu Heyan was held in his hand as if he had obtained a treasure, and began to tune and produce with Huo Junda and others.

Weng Jiayi also copied a copy, hummed softly, and suddenly whispered: "Doctor Fang, this song...is a bit similar to the melody of the previous two songs."

There are actually not many basic notes in music, only a few come and go. However, when these notes have high and low keys and are arranged in different arrangements, there are countless combinations.

However, some music has similar tunes and melodies, which sound a little similar.

Fang Jian nodded and said, "Yes, this is actually a trilogy. The three songs seem to be unrelated to each other, but they have connections in both the melody and the lyrics. Haha, I think these three songs are very compatible with your voice, and it is most appropriate for you to sing them."

Weng Jiayi glanced at him deeply and said, "Dr. Fang, thank you."

"You're welcome, I should thank you." Fang Jian said sincerely.

His words are not hypocritical. It is precisely because of Weng Jiayi's singing that he was able to collect so many warm-colored thinking energy, have the powerful ability to travel through the high-dimensional world of spiritual thoughts, and have infinite possibilities.

In this process, Weng Jiayi was the greatest contributor.

"Oh, you two don't have to thank you." Xiao Xingxing stepped forward and said with his eyes lit up: "Senior Fang, I am my cousin's sister. You can't favor one or the other, you also want to write a song for me!"

Weng Jiayi's face turned stern and said, "Xingxing, don't mess around."

Xiao Xingxing said with a bitter face: "Cousin, you are the only one in Senior Fang's eyes. I have asked him to help for several days, but he didn't sound. You didn't urge him, but he created new songs one after another. This is too partial."

Weng Jiayi's pretty face turned slightly red, and she felt a little angry and embarrassed, and said, "No, are you itchy?"

Xiao Xingxing stuck out his tongue mischievously, but he never dared to speak again.

Yu Huiliang came to Fang Jian and gave him a look.

Fang Jian naturally understood the meaning of the good brother, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, this guy with the opposite sex is inhumane.

However, of course, he could not turn a blind eye to his good brother's request. He picked up a blank music score again, and Fang Jian began to fill it out slowly.

This time he went to the high-dimensional world, but he memorized hundreds of songs of different styles.

However, it is still difficult to choose one that suits Xiao Xingxing's style.

He browsed in his heart and recalled Xiao Xingxing's voice style again, and finally made a decision.

Gradually, another new song was written in the score.

At this time, Liu Heyan put down the tool and shouted: "Doctor Fang, our first trial has been completed, come and listen."

Fang Jian smiled and handed over a piece of paper.

"What's this?"

"I just wrote a new song, Brother Liu, please try it."

Liu Heyan: “…”

Huo Junda: “…”
Chapter completed!