As one of the best music professors, Zhang Bing is also standing next to Fang Ye at this moment.

The eyes swept to Fang Ye's small notebook from time to time.

He wanted to know what Fang Ye was writing...

Could it be to repair the ancient song?

But soon he discovered that this seemed not to be repairing the ancient song.

But...

Writing a bgm for yourself?

His face twitched slightly.

Young people these days are really too serious.

Ten minutes later.

"Okay, just this song!" Fang Ye said with great satisfaction.

Ten minutes of song?

Everyone was also a little confused when they saw it.

"Lao Zhang, how long does it take for you to make a song?"

"We? This... is hard to say. If you write it casually, it will be almost half an hour. If you want to make a fine product, it will take at least one week, or one or half a year... As for thinking about a classic song, it will take us a lifetime, and some people will not even be able to produce a classic of their own in their lifetime!"

Zhang Bing said with some emotion.

It is definitely not easy for a musician.

"Then is he... making up a joke?"

They looked at Fang Ye.

What kind of song is this ten minutes?

"I don't know, I'll use the TV station's bgm anyway. Fang Ye's just let him use it himself..."

“That’s right.”

They nodded repeatedly.

Fang Ye was already sitting in front of the piano and was about to start the audition.
Chapter completed!