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On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Qiao Ji went out early in the morning and rushed to the workplace of his first job in his life, stepping on the thick snow.

His supervisor, or "boss," had spoken to him on the phone the day before.Qiao Ji knew that his name was Hang Junsheng, so his aunt asked him to call him "Uncle Hang".Before Qiao Ji made the call, he checked the Internet and found that Hang Junsheng was really a top sound engineer in China. Apart from a lot of titles in front of the name that he couldn't understand, there were two paragraphs that could make a layman understand. Immediately amazed by the experience of "won the Chinese Music Media Award" and "served as a judge of the Chinese Golden Melody Award for many years".

Therefore, when Qiao Ji dialed the phone, he was full of anticipation, but in fact, Hang Junsheng was concise and concise on the phone. He only briefly explained the place of work and time, and added a sentence of "don't dress too well." Clothes come", and ended the call with a "that's it".

Qiao Ji who hung up the phone was a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered himself up: After all, he is a big boss in the industry, so he must be very busy!He's just a small worker, so it's understandable that he doesn't want to waste too much time.His study days are yet to come!

Hang Junsheng's recording studio is called RSS recording studio, which is also a well-known top-level recording studio in China. Qiao Ji stood under the signboard at the door and found a line of smaller cursive English under the bronzing letters of "RSS": recording the sound of the scenery.

Qiao Ji knew that this meant "recording the scenery of sound", and probably "RSS" was taken from the English abbreviation of this sentence.As for why he is so leisurely looking at other people's billboards——

Of course it's because they haven't opened the door yet!

Qiao Ji admitted that he was a little excited and arrived at the place more than an hour earlier, but he didn't expect that RSS, a top recording studio in China, would not have the boss come and no one would open the door!

He shivered in the howling cold wind for an hour. Fortunately, he heard what Hang Junsheng said. He was wearing an unpretentious but thick and long black down jacket. The hem directly covered the boots, and his body could still bear it.When it was almost nine o'clock, Hang Junsheng finally came. He was also wearing a big black down jacket. He was about 45 or [-] years old, not tall, slightly fat, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a serious expression on his face.

He saw Qiao Ji standing at the door, reached out to shake his hand, and asked lightly, "Are you here? Is your name Qiao Ji?"

Qiao Ji found that he was wearing woolen fingerless gloves, his palms were big and powerful, and it was warm to hold: "Mmmm! Hello, Uncle Hang!"

Hang Junsheng nodded at him, then let go to get the key to open the door.Qiao Ji followed him into the door. Before entering the main shed, he had to go through a corridor. There were no windows in the corridor. After Hang Junsheng pressed the switch with a "snap", the lights turned on, and Qiao Ji realized that the walls on both sides were hanging Full of exquisite photo frames.

The photo frame includes star records produced by Hang Junsheng over the years, award records, certificates, and the signatures and thanks given to Hang Junsheng by the stars, all of which are carefully framed one by one.Reflecting the bright lights, it looks radiant.

Qiao Ji even saw a lot of singers he was familiar with in it, as well as many classic records, because he was so fascinated by watching that his eyes were not enough, he almost hit the wall.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Hang Junsheng was almost at the end of the corridor, but he turned his body slightly, as if waiting for him to follow. Qiao Ji hurriedly maintained his balance and rushed over. Shi also took a step forward and continued to walk inside.

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The interior of RSS is much more spacious than Qiao Ji imagined. It is a duplex structure with two floors. On the left hand side of the first floor, there are three rooms labeled StudioA, IsoBoothA&B, and RecordingroomC&D. They are visible to each other, and the hall is quite large. , with various musical instruments and microphone boxes packed with densely packed microphones.

However, Hang Junsheng hardly stayed on the first floor, and directly took him up to the second floor. This is the main control room and the main recording room. This is also what Qiao Ji usually watched most from TV, and the appearance of the recording studio in his impression.The airtight sound insulation of the recording room, the walls that can be turned over to change colors, and the many buttons on the mixing console all dazzled Qiao Ji and excited him-this is the place for professional recording!Compared with the equipment he bought online at home and the mixing effect he adjusted by himself, it is many times higher than that!

While Hang Junsheng was debugging the equipment, he saw Qiao Ji's novelty face and said, "I heard from Sister Xu that you are also interested in music?"

My aunt's surname is Xu, and the "Sister Xu" should be what Hang Junsheng called her aunt.

"Yeah." Qiao Ji scratched his head and said, "I will do some cover songs on the Internet, and the current word is called 'Sing See'... Do you know?"

"Oh, I know." Hang Junsheng didn't raise his head, and his originally interested tone suddenly became quite cold, and said, "It's funny on the Internet, isn't it?"

"..." Qiao Ji was a little speechless, as if these elderly people would have some prejudice against things on the Internet, but he didn't know how to refute for a while.He thought for a while and explained, "Actually, it's not just funny, but part of it is a good cover song..."

"Really?" Hang Junsheng asked without interest, he didn't seem to care about his answer, because he immediately put forward a job request to Qiao Ji, "Go and sweep the floor, and then remove the hanging wire wall Clean up the dusty place. After finishing all work, go to make meals by yourself, order takeaway or go out to buy, in general, come back before 12 noon, today’s singer will enter the studio at [-] o’clock, there is no lunch break.”

Qiao Ji obediently responded, went to find a broom and mop, and started working.Originally, he was here to help and do odd jobs. He was mentally prepared for this, and Hang Junsheng just mentioned "today's singer", which more or less covered up the disappointment of being underestimated by Hang Junsheng. I didn't dare to inquire with him, and I planned to inquire about it with my colleagues later when other colleagues came.

But after two hours of sweeping alone, Qiao Ji had to sadly admit the fact that he seemed to have no other colleagues at all!

I couldn't help asking Hang Junsheng, but the other party calmly spit out an answer: "I don't like having too many people next to me when I'm working, and the noise is too loud."

——It’s no wonder that as long as he can come alone, it’s fine. If he wants to take care of all the chores in the entire recording studio, his previous senior must have been exhausted and run away!Must be!

As if hearing Qiao Ji's grief and indignation, Hang Junsheng glanced at him and said, "You don't have to do it if you don't want to do it. I will also pay you two hours' wages."

As expected of my uncle's friend, are these old men's tempers getting worse and weirder than the other?After Qiao Ji complained silently in her heart, she felt much more balanced mentally. She wiped the sweat off her forehead, turned around and went downstairs with a mop in her hand, and asked, "It's time for dinner, what do you want to eat? I'll bring you— —”

There is a huge floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, from which the first floor can be easily seen. Qiao Ji saw Hang Junsheng on it with his hands behind his back, and refused with a serious face: "No need."

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It's cold outside, and it's Chinese New Year, few restaurants are open, Qiao Ji doesn't plan to eat outside.But he opened the mobile app and found that the takeaway was also not online because of the Chinese New Year. Fortunately, Hang Junsheng and the others were used to it all year round. They put a notebook on the table, which recorded the phone numbers of several restaurants that can be booked frequently during holidays.

Qiao Ji ordered delivery, and when the food came, he would eat while looking at his phone.The "New Year drama" about "Zhiqiu" on Weibo has completely reversed. Wake up will never have a turnaround day.

In fact, after staying in this circle for a long time, Qiao Ji also looked down on these controversies a lot, because he found that a large part of people are actually very blind.Just like after the wind reversed, many people came to comment on his Weibo, saying that they scolded him for not looking carefully at the beginning/was misled by relatives and friends, and they will support him in the future.

These voluntary apologies are actually pretty good. He also found that there are many people who have never carefully compared the evidence of the two parties at all. I got slapped in the face, and then quietly deleted the blog, pretending that nothing happened.Behind many lively "melon-eating dramas", there is often a farce in which people flock in and flock away.It was like this when he was called a dog at the beginning, but now that Ruotang is ridiculed by the crowd, no one can say a good word about him, it may not be the case.

To put it bluntly, many people are lazy and want to show their sense of justice, and the result is that the grass on the wall falls on both sides, and they have to shake it when the wind comes.

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Qiao Ji casually swiped Weibo for a while, then closed it with little interest.Just as he was about to turn off his phone and have a good meal, he suddenly saw Li Xu send him a penguin message.

Li Xu: "It's too late for me to see the wind."

Qiao Ji originally wanted to pretend to be cold, but after seeing the content of the news, she couldn't sit still: "? Are you confronted?"

Li Xu: "No, he came to work, a relative of the boss, an airborne soldier. He came to me when he was about to take his lunch break, and called me by my circle name. I was also surprised."

Qiao Ji: "What does he actually look like? What's his personality like?"

Li Xu: "I didn't pay attention to her appearance."

Li Xu: "Personality can only be said, like taking shortcuts on the Internet, you know, airborne is always unfavorable [Tan Shou]"

Li Xu rejected it very simply, Qiao Ji still wanted to ask, but suddenly he heard Hang Junsheng calling him: "Qiao Ji—come here to help when you're done eating—!"

He glanced at the time again, it was almost twelve o'clock, he wolfed down the last few mouthfuls of food, tidied up roughly, stuffed his phone into his pocket, and hurried over to help.And the overwhelmed piecemeal work made him unknowingly forget about it.

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At twelve noon, the singers scheduled to record arrived on time, but they should not be called "singers", but "singers".

Qiao Ji didn't expect that he would open the door to the popular male idol group "MIST" on his first day at work.

There are five members in this idol boy group, all of them are beautiful men. "MIST" means "mist", and their style is cool, cold, and inseparable. They are unique and attract countless fans.Among Qiao Ji's own fans, there are also many of their little fans, who often ask Qiao Ji to cover their songs during the live broadcast.However, there are five people in "MIST", but Qiao Ji has only one. It is too difficult to sing with five people alone, so he has never challenged it.

Although "MIST" is very popular, endorsed and promoted all over the street, Qiao Ji has heard about them all the time, but the faces he can recognize are still very limited - one is the captain Han Yun, who is handsome and always smiling, giving people One is like a feeling of spring breeze; the other is Deng Feizhen, who always wears heavy smoky makeup. Although it may be deep and stunning in the eyes of some fans, in Qiao Ji's eyes, it is completely wearing two panda eyes all day long. He thinks It is also difficult not to remember.

Deng Feizhen has been yelling since he came in: "I'm so sleepy, what song are you recording today? Which part should I sing?"

Han Yun, who was exchanging greetings and shaking hands with Hang Junsheng, heard the words, the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly: "How many times have I told you? Make clear in advance what you are responsible for, and don't wait until you are in the shed to ask others what they are going to do."

Deng Feizhen was reprimanded, but he wasn't angry, he smiled back and said: "Then I know, I'm in charge."

Han Yun snorted, and said casually, "You are handsome? You are not in good shape all day long, and you will only get uglier and uglier. Let alone the future, right now, you can't even compare to a tea pourer——"

Deng Feizhen couldn't believe it, and shouted: "Just him???"

Han Yun: "What's wrong with him? I think he's in good spirits. If he dresses up, he can at least beat you by two blocks!"

Two well-known boy group idol members confronted each other, and Qiao Ji, who was innocently shot while pouring tea, said:

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