You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 40 Two Songs

  The wind from the air conditioner was very warm.

   On the spotless desk is a newly installed English brand LCD computer.

   Behind the brand-new office chair is a row of dark solid wood bookcases, and there are various books about directors and movies on the bookcase window.

  The afternoon sun shone on the desk, and the reflection of the colorful cover caught Zhou Yang's attention.

   When he looked at it clearly, he found that it was an address book of various departments of the company.

The    roster introduces each department and function of the company in detail, as well as the name, resume and communication method of the person in charge of the department.

   Zhou Yang saw his name on the director's column.

obviously.

   This address book is just finished.

   He silently came to the window sill, overlooking the busy traffic outside the window.

   He had a feeling of unreality again.

   He never dreamed that he would have his own independent office, and what was even more unexpected was that his office was so spacious.

   Then, he carefully took out the crumpled letter from his pocket.

   After hesitating for a while, I finally picked up the pen and wrote it again on A4 paper.

  ………………

   Wu Zhenhong's first impression of Zhou Yang was not very good.

   He felt that this person was a little arrogant.

   This arrogant Zhou Yang was born with a temperament that was out of tune with everyone in the meeting.

At the end of the meeting, when he saw that Zhou Yang just stood there with a slightly cold face in the face of the enthusiasm of his new colleagues, and even nodded his head occasionally and never looked directly into anyone's eyes, he became more convinced of his thoughts. .

   This figure is like an island, it doesn't look cold, but it is difficult to approach.

   Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he has naturally seen many people like Zhou Yang. Usually, such people have not been in this circle for a long time.

   Even with talent.

  This circle pays attention to the sophistication of human beings.

  Unless you have countless talents that no one can suppress.

if not…

  You have to bow to this world after all.

   When passing by Zhou Yang, as a senior of the company, he felt that he should raise a word. As for whether he can accept it or not, as for whether he will be angry because of it, this is not his business.

   Two o'clock in the afternoon.

  In Wu Zhenhong's office, Wu Zhenhong silently sorted out the list of new artists who joined the company.

   For an entertainment company, if it wants to develop healthily, its future positioning is very important.

   It needs a movie with a good reputation in the industry and can make money, and at the same time, it also needs an artist who can support the scene.

   "The girl groups of the star color group... parted!"

  “…”

   Huaxing signed a lot of artists from Starlight Company this time.

   In particular, several outstanding figures in the girl group, Huaxing Company signed them.

but…

   Signing down does not mean that we are going the same way as Starlight Company and launching the combination.

   This group named H56 has too much negative news.

  Same sex, smoking, tearing up, cursing in public…

  Although many of them were written by navy soldiers hired by other media for the sake of the black group, it should not be considered true, but after contacting this group, Wu Zhenhong found that the group state was indeed not right.

   has deep internal contradictions.

The backing dancer Jiang Shushu was dissatisfied with the lead singer Song Qianqian. Song Qianqian's flamboyant personality often fought with Jiang Shushu to fight for the C position during interviews. Hu Bingqing looked at these things lightly, but her unhurried gentleness When the girl group participates in activities together, the goddess character will always take a step slower, making the rhythm of the whole girl group very different, like being held back, and everyone else has their own advantages and disadvantages...

   "The group must be disbanded!"

   After reading the detailed information of these people and various videos during online interviews, Wu Zhenhong made this decision in his heart.

   In his opinion, everyone in the girl group has the strength and selling point of solo flight.

   But if they all get together as a combination, they will drag each other back and eventually affect each other's upper limit.

   Domestic, not only domestic, but also many successful international women's groups, they are all selected after careful selection, repeated running-in, and then market analysis and testing before they are determined.

   But even so, the really famous girl group group disbanded for a while and went solo.

   "Miss Song, come here..."

  “…”

   He picked up the new address book, first saw Song Qianqian's name, he picked up the phone.

   He intends to have a simple chat with everyone in the group individually, first to understand their thoughts, and then to judge what path they should take in the future and how to arrange them.

   Song Qianqian…

   He pondered for a while, then opened the locked drawer, took out a sheet music, saw a song called "HELLO Girl" on the sheet music, and put it on the table.

   This is a song he just finished writing a few days ago.

   He is quite satisfied with this song, the mood and aura are quite full in all aspects, and the score is considered to be the top in the industry...

   This song, he subconsciously thought it was suitable for Song Qianqian to sing.

   However, you still have to audition to find out.

   At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

   "Please come in..."

   "Hello Director Wu."

   "Oh, hello, please take a seat." Wu Zhenhong looked up and saw a young man with a naive smile on his face.

   It was not Song Qianqian who entered the door, but Zhou Yang.

   "Director Zhou, what's the matter?"

"Director Wu, I've been thinking about it for a long time, can you take a few minutes to help me read the lyrics? If possible, I hope you can help me compose a tune. Of course, um, I have the tune and I can hum it. ... However, I don't know much about musical instruments, in fact, I don't know much about music, and I can't read staves..." Zhou Yang sat opposite Wu Zhenhong, his expression a little awkward and a little unkind.

   "..." When Wu Zhenhong heard Zhou Yang's words, he didn't speak, but the expression on his face became even more dull.

   I didn’t know what to say for a long time.

   I don’t know much about musical instruments, and I don’t know much about music…

   You wrote the lyrics?

   Let me compose a song for you to write the lyrics casually?

   Who is Wu Zhenhong?

   He used to be the godfather of the Hong Kong pop era. The person who invited him to compose music was either a king-level figure or a famous director in the film and television industry...

  Are you sure this kid didn't come to take me for a brush?

   I'm afraid this kid didn't use me to build his prestige, right?

  Who gave him the guts!

   He raised his head and looked at Zhou Yang quietly.

   Zhou Yang's eyes met him for a while, and then he hid elsewhere.

"Let me have a look at the lyrics first, but Director Zhou, if your lyrics are almost meaningless, um, just a little bit off, I may not be able to help you..." Although Wu Zhenhong was full of various He was speechless, but in the end he still showed a calm smile to Zhou Yang.

   "Well, thank you Director Wu." Zhou Yang nodded and handed the A4 paper to Wu Zhenhong.

  "..." When Wu Zhenhong saw the A4 paper, his smile obviously disappeared.

Can't    be placed in a slightly better lyrics book?

   Even so, he still took the A4 paper and put it on the table to look at it.

   (When I was a foolish girl

   When you meet love, you don’t understand love

From the past to the present

   until he leaves too

  Leave me wandering in the sea of ​​clouds…)

Um?

   The lyrics don’t seem to be bad, giving a girly positive feeling…

   A few minutes later, after reading the lyrics, Wu Zhenhong pushed his glasses, and a flash of approval flashed in his heart.

  The lyrics are not bad, on the contrary, they are written with a sense of feeling, with a small fresh feeling.

   Well, it's similar to the mood he wanted to express in the lyrics of the song "HELLO Girl" he wrote a few days ago.

   He pondered it over and over again.

   I found that the completeness of the lyrics is also quite high, and there is nothing that needs to be changed…

   I can't tell, what this little young man has written is not bad!

   He looked up in surprise.

   "Director Zhou, the lyrics are well written..."

   No matter how bad his first impression of Zhou Yang is, or wrong with people, Zhou Yang's lyrics are good if they are well written.

   Wu Zhenhong has never been stingy with his praise.

   "Thank you..." Zhou Yang didn't have a particularly excited expression on his face, and he didn't even have any unexpected emotions.

   Just, inexplicably relieved in my heart.

   "You said, do you have the way to sing this song in your mind?"

"Um…"

   "Can you sing for me?" Wu Zhenhong looked at Zhou Yang.

"it is good!"

  …………

   Song Qianqian knocked on the door of Wu Zhenhong's office.

  No response from the office…

   So, she waited at the door.

   About half an hour later, she knocked on the door again.

   Then…

"Come in…"

   "Mr. Wu, are you looking for me?"

   "Well, wait a minute."

  “…”

   Song Qianqian pushed open the door.

   Then I felt the atmosphere in the office was weird.

  Music godfather Wu Zhenhong stared blankly at a piece of A4 paper at this moment, with a strange expression on his face suddenly.

   seems a little weird!

   Opposite him is Zhou Yang…

   Zhou Yang honestly stood there, as if waiting for something.

   "Director Wu, this book is..."HELLO Girl"?" Zhou Yang saw a score on the table and subconsciously wanted to pick it up and read it.

   "It's nothing, just write random things, the scraps that are usually used for drafting, just about to throw away..." Wu Zhenhong picked up the manuscripts on the table, as if carelessly crumpled them, and threw them into the trash can.

   Then he continued to calmly stare at the contents of the A4 paper.

   "The lyrics are good, um, you can hum it well... Well, put the lyrics here first, and I'll try to compose the music for you according to what you hummed..."

"Oh."

   "By the way, you should register the copyright of the lyrics, right? If you haven't, you should register as soon as possible, and mix in this circle. No matter what you write, you must be aware of copyright."

   "Registered, registered a year ago."

   "That's good, eh? Is this something you wrote a year ago?"

   "Yes... I wrote a lot of similar songs at that time, and I voted for more than ten entertainment companies... One of them was Xing Cai..."

   "More than ten songs similar?"

   "It's not similar. Some men sing, some women sing...different."

   "Do you remember anything else?"

   "Uh, all I remember, I have registered, but they only have lyrics, no score, I'm very unfamiliar with music, and I can't understand the basic staff..." Zhou Yang looked at Wu Zhenhong honestly and explained.

   "Can you write a random song for me to see?"

"okay!"

  “…”

  “…”

  Song Qianqian watched Zhou Yang pick up the A4 paper, sat on the chair, and wrote succinctly.

   About ten minutes later, Zhou Yang handed the finished manuscript to Wu Zhenhong.

   After Wu Zhenhong read the manuscript, although his expression was calm, his hand holding the A4 paper shook slightly.

   Then…

   "Director Zhou, can you hum this "Invisible Wings"?"

   "Can hum and sing..."

   "Oh, then..." Wu Zhenhong glanced at Song Qianqian subconsciously, "Sorry, Miss Song, I want to talk with Mr. Zhou, can you avoid it for a while?"

  “…”

   (end of this chapter)