Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

Li Qingning took his hand into the studio.

Behind the white streamlined, stylish and artistic front desk stood a fat little girl.

"rather--"

She stood up, half a beat later, "Sister."

Li Qingning nodded to her and asked her to inform the arranger and the teachers of the band, and they will have a meeting in the conference room in an hour.

After the front desk agreed, Li Qingning led Jiang Yang through the work area. Transparent glass windows separate the offices by departments. The staff are worthy of playing music. They are playing musical instruments, watching movies, and some are not sitting in their seats, playing games in the lounge area.

After seeing Li Qingning's dress today, they all looked over. They were obviously surprised by the boss's dressing style before today's change. They were both surprised and amazed. After seeing her holding Jiang Yang's arm, they were shocked. muzzle.

Jiang Yang followed Li Qingning into her office, the big floor-to-ceiling windows let in the sunlight. There was a sofa, bookshelves, a guitar on the sofa, and a big desk, which was spotless, not a single file, just a computer.

Jiang Yang likes such a table.

He sat on Li Qingning's chair and turned around. After smelling it, there was a fragrance in the air of the office.

"I'll show you something."

Li Qingning opened the locked drawer, "You don't know, you can sing when you're drunk or sleeping?"

"I?"

Jiang Yang stopped turning around and looked up at Li Qingning, "No way."

When he was in college, his classmates in the dormitory didn't tell him that he had the problem of talking in his sleep. And singing, just with his broken voice? He didn't know anything about rhythm, and he sang with a mouthful of mouth, humming a few lines in a song. The only thing he could sing from beginning to end was the national anthem.

"You look at this."

Li Qingning put a notebook in front of Jiang Yang, with the score and lyrics on it, "I wrote down everything you sang."

She had no choice but to do so.

Otherwise, she couldn't tell why she could hear the song from Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang opened the notebook suspiciously, and after a quick glance, he was 70% to 80% convinced. Although he couldn't sing, he could listen to the lyrics. The lyrics were familiar, for example, "The sparrow outside the window talks too much on the telegraph pole. If you say this, It feels like summer, the pencil in hand, back and forth on the paper..."

"this--"

Jiang Yang didn't know how to explain, "I sang?"

"Um."

Li Qingning asked him if he remembered these songs.

Jiang Yang scratched his head. These songs were true from his previous life, but he could remember at most four or five sentences, and they were still intermittent. It was absolutely impossible to remember the whole song, especially the English songs. Could it be that these songs were his golden fingers, hidden in the depths of his memory, he couldn't recall them normally, and only remembered them when he was drunk and fell asleep?

"Remember a few sentences..."

He tried his best to remember, but his head hurt for a while, and he took a deep breath.

"Okay, don't think about it."

Li Qingning stood beside the chair, hugged his head and massaged him.

Jiang Yang had a car accident during the summer vacation of his sophomore year. It was serious and hurt his brain. Got a headache.

Jiang Yang gave up, "I just remember some fragments."

This is the truth.

Li Qingning thinks it doesn't matter if she can't remember, she will hear, "My man is a genius."

Jiang Yang responded with a smile.

He never imagined that he would become his wife's golden finger.

It was only at this time that Li Qingning realized that the glass in the office was transparent, and everything could be seen clearly from the outside. She pressed the glass atomization button to cover everything up, and then talked about the plans for these songs.

"You decide."

It doesn't matter to Jiang Yang, he can't sing with his broken voice, and his own daughter-in-law is a singer, so the fat water doesn't flow to outsiders.

"OK."

Li Qingning put away the notebook, lowered her head and kissed Jiang Yang's forehead lightly, "Sister sings to support you."

She is now going to sing a song from the notebook.

She pointed to Jiang Yang, "Write your name on the lyrics and composition."

Jiang Yang glanced at it, and shook his head quickly, good guy, this song is not only a masterpiece of the ages, but also a classic that has been sung for hundreds of years. The artistic conception of the song and lyrics is too high. Also willing.

Jiang Yang can't afford this song.

He thought for a while, and asked Li Qingning to write Anonymous on the composition, and write in the column of lyrics: "Li Shutong."

Li Qingning agreed.

She corrected it and printed it out.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and the front desk opened the door and came in, "Sister Ning, someone wants to see you."

"Sister Chen is here."

Li Qingning went to welcome Sister Chen in and introduced Jiang Yang.

After Sister Chen said hello, she looked Jiang Yang up and down, and then at Li Qingning, with a thousand words in her eyes.

Li Qingning told Jiang Yang, "You are playing here, I am busy."

Li Qingning's computer configuration is good because of office needs. Jiang Yang's biggest dream is to have a good computer so that he can play games on weekends, and now he can barely fulfill his wish.

After leaving, she stepped back and told Jiang Yang that the password was his birthday.

After she came out, Sister Chen couldn't wait, "Little Fresh Meat, it's good enough, I never thought you would like this one."

Jiangyang graduated from University for half a year, and his mental age is young, so he looks very young.

Sister Chen asked Jiang Yang what happened.

Ordinary birth, ordinary education, and ordinary family, Li Qingning put it simply and to the point, Sister Chen will be her manager in the future, so let her know about this, so as not to detonate the public opinion in the future and be unprepared.

"What!"

Sister Chen stopped.

Li Qingning looked at her with a smile, and she caught up, "What are you trying to figure out?"

"Picture him."

Li Qingning pushed open the door of the conference room, and people from various departments were already waiting for the meeting.

When they saw the door opened, they stood up and greeted Sister Chen, "Hey, Sister Chen, you also asked Qingning to come here."

These are old acquaintances.

When Li Qingning was still a singer, she often cooperated with them, some of them were matched by sister Chen.

Li Qingning first announced that Sister Chen would become the head of their company.

Everyone is familiar with each other and is not exclusive.

Then, Li Qingning sent down the score in his hand, "I have registered the copyright of this song."

The next step is to take this song to the world and shock everyone.

She believes that when this song comes out, they will definitely have a strong influence in the history of Chinese music in the future.

"farewell"!

In this time and space, this piece of music does not exist either.

Everyone was shocked after getting the song, "This song—"

They looked at each other, not knowing how to express their admiration for a moment.

The melody of this song is simple, but the elephant is invisible, and the sound is rare. A few notes are better than any composition skills, and the simple melody fully outlines the feeling of parting. It’s fine if it’s just the melody, but as soon as the words came out, the song suddenly rose to the ceiling of Chinese music, enough to be sung for a hundred years.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky..."

As soon as this word is uttered, it will be an eternal farewell song in the Chinese music scene. Even Sister Chen, who doesn't know the song, knows how great this song is.

There was silence in the meeting room for a long time, and a pin drop could be heard.

Li Qingning was quietly waiting for them.

She still remembers the scene when she heard this song from Jiang Yang.

It was winter, Jiang Yang was a senior, his school was in the suburbs, she went to school to see him by car before going home for the New Year, and when she was about to leave, it was snowing heavily, Jiang Yang said that it was not safe to take a car that day, he said he went out in this weather car accident.

Li Qingning said he was confused, he had a car accident during the summer vacation of his sophomore year.

Jiang Yang smiled and said nothing.

They walked along the snow-covered long street for a long time, and the road ahead was covered with heavy snow. When they saw the subway, Jiang Yang suddenly said that he was homesick, and he had never been away from home for such a long time.

He also said that she was the only one who belonged to him in this world, which made him nostalgic for this world.

Li Qingning was surprised by Jiang Yang's sudden sadness, and at this moment she heard this song beside Jiang Yang. The two stood quietly in the snow, after singing a song, Li Qingning said goodbye, and Jiang Yang said good morning, good afternoon and good night to her.

She didn't know why Jiang Yang said that.

After getting on the subway, Li Qingning took out his notebook and wrote down the lyrics of the song.