"Alright." Zhu Lin reminded her, "We don't have many recording studios here, so time is tight. I've made an appointment to record two songs from two to six tomorrow. Four hours is enough, right?"
Zhu Lin felt that if she couldn't record it well in four hours, she would record it next time.
After singing for four hours, her throat was already crippled.
"Sure, tomorrow afternoon at two, right?" Shi Xi confirmed the time again, afraid that she had arranged for a death routine from two to six in the morning.
She had not forgotten that this group of people could stay up all night.
"Yes, from two to six in the afternoon." Zhu Lin's eyes curved. "I don't know why, but the recording studio is starting to be in short supply. I guess there have been a lot of people releasing songs recently. I'll pick you up at 1 o'clock. Let's go early."
"Okay."
Compared to Yanjing, Feng City's entertainment industry was indeed lagging behind.
