Three songs, let Jing Fupo accompany me to subvert the Chinese entertainment industry.

"No, you sang it wrong!"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Look, these two lines clearly express nostalgia for the past, how could you sing them as a resolute farewell?"

"I didn't think of that when I wrote those two sentences..."

"Now everyone thinks so!"

"I am the author!"

"..."

"Hiss~"

Outside the recording studio of Beijing Film Academy, Ji Ran and several graduate students gasped in shock.

Looking backstage at the recording studio, where his mentor, fellow students, and even his seniors were arguing heatedly with Jingyang, he suddenly felt a pang of regret.

After finishing some post-production work last night, Ji Ran couldn't fall asleep no matter how much she thought about it.

How can someone be such a genius when they're both in their twenties?

So he made a phone call to his teacher.

Only after his old man, Deng, repeatedly assured him, and even recorded the song himself, did he sing Jingyang's song to him.

This made Old Deng unable to sit still.

For a young man in his twenties to write songs of this caliber, I think he has the potential to be Jay Chou!

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a student from their own school's performing arts department, which made things even better.

What kind of rotten fish are they in their own school's acting department? How could he possibly teach such a genius?

This kind of child prodigy deserves to be admitted to his recording department!

So the next day, Old Deng, along with all the old men from his department, went down the mountain to see what was going on.

We need to find a way to recruit these young talents from the performing arts department.

It's too late for this year's graduate students, but there's always next year.

Of course, the performing arts department is the school's top department, so it deserves respect.

That's why they came as a group—to face any problems together.

No matter how awesome your acting department is, you can't ignore us old folks sticking together, can you?

Then, when they met Jingyang, it was like a clash of titans.

From singing styles to musical concepts, and even the future of the Chinese music scene, the debate continues.

Jingyang didn't really start a fight because he saw that these old men were quite old. He thought that if he punched them, they would lose their jobs. That's why he gave up the idea of ​​fighting.

But not being able to use your hands doesn't mean you can't use your mouth!

That's why the scene just now happened, with Jingyang verbally attacking several professors from the recording department all by himself.

"Old man, your level is good enough to teach ordinary students, but I'll pass. What you know, I also know, and what you don't know, I know a little bit about."

"Even if I came here, I'd study dubbing. After all, I'm still an actor; practicing my lines would be good too. Who wouldn't be tempted by being a triple threat in film, television, and music?"

As Jingyang spoke, he instantly divided the group of old professors.

Professors majoring in sound recording and dubbing started arguing.

You dead voice actor, the sect's holy son who stole our recording?

After giving Ji Ran, who was watching the show from the sidelines, a look, Jingyang and the two left the recording studio for some fresh air.

"Senior brother, that's not fair of you. You've betrayed me like this."

Jingyang said it as if he were joking, but there was a hint of genuine complaint in his voice.

If he hadn't registered the copyright himself, and if these professors hadn't genuinely come with good intentions, he would now have to find a new place to record the song, and there might even be some disputes.

Upon hearing this, Ji Ran could only apologize repeatedly.

Then she said, "I just wanted to show him that I had met a real genius, but I didn't expect the teachers to react so strongly."

"Perhaps in their eyes, geniuses and mediocrities are simply two different worlds..."

"I admit I acted rashly. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."

"Jingyang, what kind of look is that?"

"You know I'm pretty amazing, right?"

Jingyang withdrew his disbelieving gaze and said, "I know, you'll be in for it later, so don't even think about running away."

Ji Ran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the matter was over, but when he saw Jing Yang's meaningful look, his heart jumped into his throat again.

"Seriously, you don't really want me to do that for you, do you?"

"I'm going to die!"

Jingyang chuckled upon hearing this, neither denying nor admitting it.

"Back now, back to recording~"

Watching Jingyang's retreating figure, Ji Ran couldn't tell whether he was joking or serious, leaving him feeling uneasy.

Jingyang did it on purpose, and this can be considered a small punishment.

Of course, he wouldn't actually let Ji Ran or even the school directly intervene in his relationship with Shuangzi.

No matter how the two of them handle it, they can still stay within a reasonable range, but if the school gets involved, things will get out of control.

Jingyang hates being out of control.

Back in the recording studio, the professors were still arguing, so Jingyang went into the recording booth and continued recording.

Seeing this, the group of professors finally stopped their attack and temporarily ceased their fighting.

Despite their playful antics, they took Jingyang's three songs very seriously.

After all, this concerns the future of their Beijing Film Academy's Recording Department.

Even if Jingyang doesn't come to the recording department, he's still a student of Beijing Film Academy, and that's undeniable.

Then we should show the Central Conservatory of Music, Zhejiang Conservatory of Music, Sichuan Conservatory of Music, Shenyang Conservatory of Music, and even Xinghai Conservatory of Music further south that their Beijing Film Academy can also train great singers.

This is to wash away the shame that Huang Xiaoming's comment, "It's too much," brought to Beijing Film Studio.

It's normal to say that students from the acting department can't sing well, but in reality, Huang Xiaoming does represent Beijing Film Academy to some extent now...

Therefore, it wasn't just Jingyang who had compelling reasons to record these three songs; the recording department of Beijing Film Academy and even the entire Beijing Film Academy itself had their own reasons.

As for how Jingyang and his ex-girlfriend, who came from the Beijing Film Academy, settle their scores, that's none of their business or the Beijing Film Academy's concern.

They won't take sides, but they'll reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

But this is exactly what Jingyang is looking for. As long as he doesn't take sides, he is confident that he can unite with allies to defeat Zheng Shuang and Zhang Han, who are backed by Tianyu and even Mango TV.

Moreover, although they say they won't take sides, their actions have already shown their stance.

Beijing Film Academy doesn't lack stars who come from its background, but it desperately needs a famous singer who did.

Thus, with the tacit understanding between the two parties, Jingyang's efficiency in recording songs increased rapidly.

Ji Ran originally estimated that he could only complete the recording of one song per week, and at most make a rough version of the other two songs.

But this is Ji Ran's limit, not the limit of these professors.

With the help of these professors, they coordinated various resources for composing and recording the music.

They even brought in some students to help, since such hands-on opportunities are rare.

Within a week, they actually managed to record three excellent songs for Jingyang, each of which, in the eyes of these professors, was in no way inferior to the currently popular hits.

The price to pay was that Jingyang was completely exhausted.

If it weren't for the fact that Jingyang's limits were already in place, and the desire not to excessively strain his vocal cords, these professors would have continued to strive for perfection.

And so, the last day arrived.

Under the watchful eyes of these professors, Jingyang's three songs were directly recorded on vinyl master tapes.

Even Jingyang was momentarily dazed by the end.

I finally have my own confidence.