My Sister is a Big Star

Through the sound-proof glass, the sound engineer gestured OK to the two CEOs, indicating that it was time to start.

Before gesturing, he turned his head and glanced helplessly.

There were seven or eight people standing behind him, including singers from the company, director Mo Yu, and composers, all of whom were not of low status.

I don't know when it started, Mr. Qin's new song came out, and there was always such a group of people who came to play melon-eating crowd.

With a studious and admiring mood, I listened to the song silently and quietly.

It may also be that he wants to personally witness the fall of the myth that "Qin Ze's products must be high-quality goods".

At least the two composers definitely had this in mind, and the sound engineer can be sure.

Why, everyone has only one brain, why should Mr. Qin easily write a song that is a masterpiece, we have worked hard, thank God if we can produce a masterpiece, and even dare not think of a golden song.

It doesn't make sense.

We absolutely refuse to accept it.

The existence of Qin Ze has indeed brought 10,000 points of critical damage to 99.9% of the composers in the music world.

"Director Mo, you've heard President Qin's new song, tell me, how about it?" One of the composers couldn't help asking.

Everyone looked over.

"It's okay." Mo Yu said.

"A little sincerity, okay, don't want such a panacea answer." Another composer was dissatisfied, "Boutique, or golden song?"

"How do I know?" Mo Yu said angrily, "I'm tone deaf, and my appreciation for music is limited."

"Is the first impression as shocking as "Exaggerated"?" A certain singer asked.

"That's not true." Mo Yu shook his head: "Flastic is my favorite song, and its status is irreplaceable."

The two composers breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other: "It's not a golden song, it should be a boutique."

"That's normal, golden songs are not so easy to be born."

A certain singer: "Even if it's Mr. Qin, golden songs are a bit reluctant, unless you give him time."

Composer: "It's not time, it's inspiration. Mr. Qin hasn't released a golden song for a long time."

The sound engineer turned his head and said displeasedly, "Quiet!"

At this time, Qin Ze in the recording room gestured to wait a moment.

He grabbed the remote from the table and turned on the projector.

"What are you doing?" my sister asked. She was wearing a pair of off-the-shoulder long-sleeves and light blue jeans, which was youthful and fashionable, and she looked pretty on anything.

"I think watching movie clips and singing will show more emotions." Qin Ze said.

This is a clip that Qin Ze copied alone when editing the movie.

In the picture, a man and a woman stand facing each other on the city tower. The woman is as beautiful as a flower, and the man is handsome and handsome, holding a sword in his arms.

A group of melon-eating crowds watched under the city tower.

After several conversations, the woman asked the man to kiss her, but the man refused, and the Monkey King standing in the crowd blew a gust of evil wind, turned into a light, and leaned over the man.

At this time, the sound of music floated.

Qin Ze: "In the past, now, it's over, and it won't come again."

"Red, fallen leaves, long buried, in the dust."

His voice is deep and magnetic.

In the picture, a man walks towards a woman.

"The beginning and the end are always the same."

"You are wandering in the sky, beyond the white clouds."

The man hugged the woman and kissed, continuing the unfinished kiss five hundred years ago.

The voice raised: "Bitter sea, turn up love and hate."

"In this world, it is difficult to escape fate."

"Blind date, you can't get close."

"Or I should, believe it's fate."

In the applause.

Qin Baobao: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

With just one note, Qin Baobao sang lingeringly, full of emotion.

But this singing skill made the two singers present feel ashamed.

Outside the recording room, seven or eight people watched the movie in a daze for a while, with singing echoing in their ears.

From surprise at the beginning, to amazement, to silence.

At this moment, everyone's emotions were mobilized, filled with melancholy and emptiness.

This song may not be too shocking to listen to alone, but it is a bit invincible when paired with movie clips.

At least Mo Yu, who personally participated in the filming,

Looking at the projector, I lost my mind for a long time.

Qin Ze is very stable, it is not the first time he has watched this movie.

But Qin Baobao, for the first time, coupled with the girl's sensibility and emotional sensitivity. Tears welled up in her eyes as she began to sing.

After singing a song, Qin Ze took out a few papers and handed them to his sister.

My sister wiped her tears first, and then wiped her nose: "Is this the movie we made?"

"How about it?"

"It's not good at all." My sister said angrily, "Did you deliberately lie to my sister's tears? You black-hearted maggot."

Qin Ze scratched his head: "Hey, why does the little fairy have a runny nose?"

Qin Baobao slashed at him with a knife.

outside the studio.

The composer said quietly: "Mo Yu, you finally believe that you really have no music."

Mo Yu said embarrassedly: "Didn't I say it, it's pretty good."

Another composer: "This is not bad? I believe your evil."

Everyone nodded in unison.

There is a problem with this person's appreciation level.

A certain singer sighed: "It would be great if I sang this song."

Become famous all over the world in one fell swoop, and become popular all over the country.

All right.

Mo Yu said: "Then is this a golden song?"

"The judgment of a golden song first depends on the market, and the second depends on the time to ferment it. No matter how good a song is, it is impossible to be a golden song just after it is released." The composer envied: "But it is only a matter of time. I have a hunch that this song will Big fire."

Qin Ze and his sister came out and listened to their chorus song again.

"It's okay, Cantonese pronunciation is not standard in a few places, and everything else is fine." Qin Ze nodded in satisfaction.

My sister sang this song live, and there are actually many flaws, but after the sound engineer's tuning, all the flaws were erased. It is worthy of a senior tuner with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan, and it is worth the price.

"I'll practice the pronunciation a few more times later, that's enough, Pugaizi." Qin Baobao said with blank eyes.

"Try a few more times and try to record it tomorrow." Qin Ze said.

"Oh." Qin Baobao pouted, a little reluctantly.

She is a bit rushed on time, she has always been lazy, and hates the fast pace of work. When she was an assistant to the general manager of a foreign-funded company, she often complained to Qin Ze that she was too tired to relax.

There are always endless calls, endless guests, and endless documents.

That company recruited her as the general manager, definitely not because of her elder sister's outstanding ability, but because she is so beautiful, and she is a dazzling super vase placed in the company to entertain customers.

In this increasingly patriarchal society, to be beautiful is to do whatever you want.

Assistants, of course, the more beautiful the better.

In many cases, assistants also serve as life assistants, but not every company does this.

There are still many formal companies and decent people, such as Qin Ze.

My sister's previous company is also considered one, and it is a company with a good reputation.

As far as she can't rub the sand in her eyes, if the general manager shows a hint of "Why don't you also serve as my life assistant and give you a raise", my sister can resign immediately.

Seizing the opportunity, the two composers came over and humbly asked for advice: "Mr. Qin, how long have you been writing this song?"

"How long have you been writing?" Qin Ze looked at them.

The composer poses as if he is listening to the big man preaching.

"Two or three days." Qin Ze said.

It cannot be said that it took me ten minutes to copy down both the lyrics and the melody, and I also copied the accompaniment to the melody.

But this "two or three days" still hit the two of them.

A composer was not reconciled, and asked, "How did you write it? What about your inspiration? Can you tell us about your creative ideas?"

"Inspiration comes out as soon as you pat your head," Qin Ze said.

composer:"......."

You can't learn the boss's operation, you can't learn it!

The composer withdrew his pierced heart.

A certain singer said in a half-resentful and half-serious tone: "Mr. Qin, your song is amazing. If I can sing your song, it's hard not to be popular."

After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes wearing false eyelashes and stared at each other.

Qin Ze smiled and made no promises.

Thirty points are also points, there are only two things in this world that he can spend points willingly, the first is his sister, and the second is money.

If Su Yu and Wang Zijin needed songs, Qin Ze would be happy to write songs for them, but they didn't need them.

Sister Zijin speaks an authentic Beijing accent, which can make Qin Ze doubt his life.

Su Yu is good at singing, but she doesn't like singing.

On June 15th, the production of the two films was completed, the review was passed quickly, the whole process was green-lit, and they were released at the end of June.

Qin Ze purposely used Pei Nanman's relationship to pass his breath on the Shanghai stock market.

It might be more authoritative and effective to use the connections of the Wang family, but before the Wang family fully accepted him as a son-in-law, Qin Ze didn't bother to pull the tiger's skin to pull the banner.

During this period of time, the media, the Internet, and video advertisements have been more publicity than ever before.

Far better than the publicity of "If I Become a Memory", Qin Ze spent money on publicity without even frowning.

Even the small TV on the subway regularly broadcasts the trailer of "A Chinese Journey to the West" at seven o'clock every day.

In addition to Qin Baobao's previous live broadcast, the accumulated popularity.

In the past few days, comments and posts looking forward to "A Chinese Journey to the West" can be seen everywhere on the Internet.

"The trailer looks great."

"The special effects made my eyes shine."

"These brothers and sisters have finally released a new movie. I look forward to it. Besides, isn't it too soon? It will be released early next month, and it will only be half a month."

"Baby Qin is so beautiful. I didn't expect Baobao Qin in ancient costume to be so beautiful. She really looks like a fairy in a painting. I love her to death."

"I just think Guanyin is more beautiful? That temperament is so otherworldly, and it made me feel... motherly love?"

"What a god mother's love, Qin Baobao is the most beautiful, whoever refutes that I am tender will die."

A small number of people sing bad news.

"I heard that Qin Ze wrote the script this time. Did he drift away after "If I Become a Memory" became popular? Is he the only one who can write the script? However, the special effects are really good. It is definitely five yuan special effects."

In a social environment where special effects are popular at 50 cents, five dollars... is already a high praise.

At the end of June, the premiere was held in Shanghai.

The crew invited major media, as well as some big names who write film reviews professionally.

The audience was part of Qin Baobao's lottery on Weibo, the company sold part, and the remaining part, Qin Ze gave to his sister's friends in the entertainment industry.

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