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After a series of conversations, not only Yoon Teng Junko in the recording room was tired, but Naoki Naoyama also felt a little tired.

However, seeing Yin Teng Junko walking out of the recording, Naoki Naoyama couldn't help scratching her head awkwardly. She didn't pay attention when communicating just now, and actually made the little girl cry...

"Private Marseille, Junko Sang, I said something a little too much just now." Naoki Naoyama took a bottle of milk to Junko Yoon as apologize. "But Junko Sang performed very perfectly afterwards, not only did he feel regretful, but he even had a little hoarse nostalgia."

Yin Teng Junko gave a blank look at the producer in front of her and didn't want to talk to him.

But after drinking a few sips of milk, I still asked:

"Naki Sang, have the record materials been completed?"

Naoyama Nagashi nodded, "Hey, I've basically finished recording, but I still want to add a little rap to the song, probably one paragraph, and then it will be a synthesis."

"Rap? Then do you have to find other singers to cooperate with?"

"Hi, but it's very simple. I just found a group of underground bands before, and it's still very easy to find someone."

Indeed, because the disco of Takada Racecourse is going to be renovated, during this period Nagayama Naoki asked Shigetsu Araki to go to the livehouse where the underground bands were infested, and find some alternative trendy bands. After the renovation is completed, I asked them to perform.

So now I have many punk band choices, so it’s fine to find a rap.

I felt a little embarrassed when the little girl was crying before. Naoki Naoyama said to Yoon Teng Junko: "Sunko Sang, you performed very well today. I'll give you a vacation in the afternoon and go for a rest!"

"Eh? Boom?" Yin Teng Junko suddenly became happy, "Don't I have to do anything more?"

"No need~ Go and rest! This is what the boss said!" Naochi Naoyama rarely showed his domineering aura as the boss.

Yin Teng Junko bowed happily: "Aligado, Naokisang!"

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Looking at the little girl's back as she left briskly, Naoki Naoyama felt a little less guilty.

After thanking the recording studio staff, he also drove his convertible back to Shan Yingyuan, and on the way he found a high-end restaurant to settle for lunch.

He made a little fuss with Yotaro, who welcomed his master home, and then called Shigetsu Araki on the phone in the living room, and agreed to take a band to the recording studio tomorrow.

The afternoon was relaxed and comfortable, and the soft sofa seemed to have magic, making people reluctant to get up. They squinted their eyes slightly, Naoki Naoshan enjoyed the feeling of being light in nothing.

But everything is obviously very comfortable, but my mind is very clear. I always feel like there is nothing I haven't done.

What? There is still an audition in the studio? Wasn't that left to Shuichisang and Otomosang? What does it have to do with me, Naoki Naoyama?

After carefully thinking about the experience during this period, is it actually the "Love Letter" I remembered yesterday?

This heavy memory is in my mind. If there is no way to dissolve it, there will always be something in my heart. Once I calm down, I will feel restless and I can't relax...

Fortunately, I tried it yesterday and it will not affect my sleep at night, otherwise Naoki Naoshi would be miserable.

What should I do? It’s not like a song, which can be released in the form of compose music and performance. Do I need to write a movie script and a novel?

This is a novel...it will take a month!

After a while of being stunned, he was sure that he could not let go of this memory. Naoki Yongyama had to go to the piano room and prepare to start writing a book.

But what if I think of "Five Thousand Years of the Upper and Lower Years", "Cihai" and "Xinhua Dictionary" in the future?

Naoki Naoyama made a chill. He probably didn’t love studying so much in his previous life, so he probably didn’t remember it! He absolutely didn’t remember it!

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Chapter completed!