Chapter 830 Do some Sideline Business (Guarantee Monthly Ticket 2)

Jiang Yanhai flipped through Bei Chenxiang's information in his hand, and Erdan had collected very complete information, almost all kinds of information in it, everything about Bei Chenxiang, his daily life, some WeChat, Weibo, etc. to the public. account.

Although Bei Chenxiang is single, he is a relatively self-disciplined man. Although his life is somewhat similar to that of Black Hawk, he almost feels numb to his current life and feels that he is doing things year after year. , day after day, seems to have completely lost any passion.

But in such a state, his own life is very self-disciplined. For example, he buys food and cooks by himself every day, and gets up on time to exercise every day. Unless there is a special reason, he is almost always the kind of person who is free from rain or shine.

So his health is not bad, Bei Chenxiang is relatively calm, if you don't touch him, it's very difficult to just rely on some words.

Looking at some of his experiences, Jiang Yanhai smiled, and it was easy to solve this matter. In his mind, Erdan searched for some information, and after confirming that there was no such world, Jiang Yanhai knew it.

"Hound, transfer these four people to a prison for me, and then put them in an adjacent cell by the way." Jiang Yanhai had an idea in his heart, and then handed the other prepared documents to the hound.

"Yes!" The co-pilot's hound took it directly.

"By the way, what do you call you?" Heiying looked at Jiang Yanhai and asked.

"Hidongqing." Jiang Yanhai said his code name.

"Haidongqing?" Black Eagle looked at Jiang Yanhai suspiciously, not knowing where the code name came from.

"Boss, is your code name your network ID? I don't think I've heard it before." Shao Xiaojia next to him asked with some doubts.

"This is my pilot code." Jiang Yanhai nodded.

"Pilot?" Hei Ying and Shao Xiaojia were both stunned and asked in unison.

"Yes, I'm a fighter pilot, didn't I tell you?" Jiang Yanhai looked at them.

Black Eagle: "..."

Shao Xiaojia: "..."

"Look, I forgot to tell you, let's get to know you formally, fighter pilot, Costin." Jiang Yanhai stretched out his hand.

Heiying and Shao Xiaojia both stretched out their hands and shook hands with Jiang Yanhai.

Zhan Kuo Bureau, hackers, pantheons, soldiers, suspected intelligence agencies, fighter pilots? ? This...what and what?

"You'll know it later, it's easy to understand." Jiang Yanhai shrugged.

Where is this easy to understand? The two really didn't know how to complain at this moment.

"Go to Jingang City and find a professional recording company, one that has a professional recording studio." Jiang Yanhai said.

"What?!" Several people in the vehicle were a little confused.

"Record a song." Jiang Yanhai said.

"Recording a song?!" This time even the Hound was a little surprised, what kind of routine is this? !

Music has the power to hit people's hearts at a specific time and in a specific environment. Maybe ordinary people usually listen to a song and just think it sounds good or feel something, but they don't have any thoughts, but at a specific time, it often hits the softness of people's hearts.

Jiang Yanhai can still recall the impact of the song "My Motherland and Me", how many friends lay in bed in the middle of the night, and their minds are endless.

Before the change, maybe no one would choose to listen to such a popular song, but in that year, countless people were willing to take the initiative to sing it.

This is the impact of the environment on people's achievements. All Bei Chenxiang's daily state is here in Jiang Yanhai. Sometimes, if you go up to talk directly, it's not so good, so it's better to just change the angle.

With Jiang Yanhai's current brain, it is not difficult to pull out a song from his previous life. If he doesn't know the score, he can learn it casually. According to memory, there is no problem in pulling the song out.

Of course, even if he picks up a song and uses it for a while, he won't bother about it. This is not his main business, and he can just do it when he needs it. Otherwise, to put it another way in the literary and art circles, if he were the protagonist of a novel, he would turn military novels into urban entertainment novels, and a sudden change in the style of writing was a taboo.

Although he didn't know what Jiang Yanhai was going to do, the Hound quickly came to his senses, and he thought about what to do, just execute the order directly.

Jingang City is also a municipality directly under the Central Government, so finding a professional recording studio is still very simple. When Jiang Yanhai and the others arrived, the people in the recording studio were already waiting.

A man in his thirties had a braid behind his hair. Of course, after the observation of the intermediate scanning system, Jiang Yanhai determined that the reason why he braided was not for literary fandom, but to cover the top of his head, which was sparse in his thirties.

"Hello, hello, tell me directly if you have any requirements." The man came over and hurriedly stretched out his hand.

Shaking hands with him, Jiang Yanhai nodded: "It's okay, I just record a song, I'll write the score for you, you can record it for me."

"Understood, it's simple." As soon as he heard that this was the job, the man immediately nodded in agreement.

This is nothing, they are a top recording studio, they don't brag, as long as you have money, I can tune you word by word.

However, he secretly looked at Jiang Yanhai, he was very handsome, very manly, and he was not too old, so he didn't know which company launched the idol, but he was quite aura.

After entering the recording studio, when Jiang Yanhai wrote a score directly in front of him, the man was a little surprised, because the other party just used his hands to directly write a standard score, including what instrument and tone. etc. are already written.

They just have to do it this way.

As a professional musician, I hummed a few sentences to the score, and I knew that this song was also simple, mainly guitar.

"Will you sing?" the man asked.

"I just want a professional accompaniment." Jiang Yanhai shook his head, "Get it out for me to listen to."

"No problem." As soon as the man heard it, it was just the accompaniment, and this was even simpler.

In less than half an hour, Jiang Yanhai got his own accompaniment. After listening to it in his own ears, he was sure that there was no problem. Naturally, not to mention the sound quality, Jiang Yanhai nodded and let the hound check out and leave.

Coming out of the recording studio, Jiang Yanhai was just about to go to the next destination when his cell phone rang. Jiang Yanhai took out his cell phone and glanced at it. After a pause, he still picked up the phone.

"Brother Hai, I've arrived in Jingang, where are you? I'm here to find you." Li Ruobai's smiling voice came out.

Jiang Yanhai: "???" His eyes were directed towards the hound next to him.