Since I Was a Special Soldier

Jiang Yanhai flipped through Beichenxiang's information. Erdan collected very complete information. There were almost all kinds of information in it. Everything about Beichenxiang, his daily life, some WeChat, Weibo, etc. Account.

Although Bei Chenxiang is single, he is a relatively self-disciplined man. Although his life is a bit similar to that of Black Hawk, he feels almost numb to his current life and feels that what he is doing year after year. , Day after day, it seems that there is no passion at all.

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

　　 So his body is well maintained, Bei Chenxiang is relatively calm, such a person, if you don't touch him, it's difficult to rely on some arguments.

　　 Looking through some of his experiences, Jiang Yanhai smiled, and it was simple to solve this matter. After asking Erdan to search for some information in his mind, and after confirming that there was no such world, Jiang Yanhai knew it in his heart.

　　 "Hound, transfer these four people to a prison for me, and put them in a nearby 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 picked it up directly.

　　 "By the way, how do you call you?" Black Hawk looked at Jiang Yanhai and asked.

　　 "Ha Dongqing." Jiang Yanhai said his code name.

　　 "Ha Dongqing?" Black Hawk looked at Jiang Yanhai suspiciously, not understanding where the code name came from.

　　 "Boss, is your codename your network ID? I don't seem to have heard of it." Shao Xiaojia next to him asked with some confusion.

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

　　 "Pilot?" Both Black Eagle and Shao Xiaojia were taken aback, and asked in unison.

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

　　Black Hawk: "……"

　　 Shao Xiaojia: "……"

　　 "Look, I forgot to tell you. Let me meet you officially, the fighter pilot, Costin." Jiang Yanhai stretched out his hand.

　　 Black Eagle and Shao Xiaojia both stretched out their hands in a daze and shook hands with Jiang Yanhai.

　　 Sudden battles, hackers, temples, soldiers, suspected intelligence organizations, fighter pilots? ? This... what and what?

　　 "You will know later, it is easy to understand." Jiang Yanhai shrugged his shoulders.

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

　　 "Go to Tianjin City and find a professional recording company, the kind that has a professional recording studio." Jiang Yanhai said.

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

　　 "Record a song." Jiang Yanhai said.

　　 "Record a song?!" This time even the hounds were a little surprised. What kind of routine is this? !

　　Music has the power to hit people's hearts at a specific time and a specific environment. Maybe ordinary people listen to a song and just feel good or feel something, and 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 lie in bed in the middle of the night, and there is an infinite loop in their minds.

　　Before doing it, maybe no one would choose to listen to such a red song, but in that year, there were countless people willing to sing it on their own initiative.

　　 This is the impact of the environment on man-made people. All of Beichenxiang's daily state is here in Jiang Yanhai. Sometimes, it is not so good if you go directly up to talk, so it is better to just go ahead and change the angle.

　　 With Jiang Yanhai’s current brain, it’s not difficult to pull out a song from his previous life. If he doesn’t understand music scores and the like, he can learn it casually. According to memory, there is no problem in picking up the music.

　　 Of course, that is, just pick up a song and use it. He wouldn't have to toss about it. This is not his main business, and he can just get it when he needs it. Otherwise, to put it another way, if he is a protagonist, he will turn the military into urban entertainment, and the sudden change in the style of writing is a taboo.

　　 Although I don't know what Jiang Yanhai is going to do, the Hound quickly recovered, thinking about what to do, just execute the order.

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

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

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

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

　　 "Understood, it's easy." When he heard that this was the job, the man immediately nodded and agreed.

　　 This is nothing, their top recording studio ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ doesn't brag, as long as you have money, I can tune you word by word.

　　 But he secretly took a look at Jiang Yanhai. He looks very handsome and looks like a man, and he is not very old. I don't know which company launched the idol, but this is quite a gas field.

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 wrote a standard score with just one pair of hands, including what instrument and tone it used. Everything has been written in.

　　 They just need to follow this.

　　 As a professional music player, he hummed a few sentences to the score, and he knew that the song was simple, mainly guitar.

　　 "Are you here to sing?" the man asked.

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

　　 "No problem." The man just listened to it as an accompaniment, which was even simpler.

　　 In less than half an hour, Jiang Yanhai got his own accompaniment and listened to it in his ears to make sure that there was no problem. Needless to say, the sound quality and the like were natural. Jiang Yanhai nodded and asked the hound to check out and leave.

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

　　 "Brother Hai, I have arrived in Tianjin, where are you? I'm here to find you." Li Ruobai said with a grinning voice.

　　 Jiang Yanhai: "???" His gaze was directly on the hound next to him.