When Jiang Yue took out "Departure", he specifically looked at Momo's face. He was worried. Mr. Tan had always written songs for Momo before, but this time he wrote a song for himself. Will Momo feel balanced?

But looking at Momo's face, everything was as usual, with a gentle smile, Jiang Yue also breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Lao Zhangtou also finished watching the song "Departure" and his expression was a little excited.

He was holding the piece of paper in his hand, dancing with joy and joy. Jiang Yue was a little worried whether this old man would tear up the piece of paper.

Lao Zhang let out a loud hey, and then said excitedly: "This song is really good. I think it is better than "The Wind Rises" and "The World Is So Big, I Still Met You". I am worthy of Mr. Tan!"

With that said, Lao Zhangtou said to Jiang Yue: "Jiang Yue, get ready and record a song to try. I will make the accompaniment for you in the afternoon."

"This is a rare and good song. The first-line singers in our company can't ask for it. They must work hard to seize the opportunity."

Lao Zhangtou said, shaking his head with some emotion on his expression.

Jiang Yue nodded vigorously and said, "Teacher Zhang, I understand!"

Lao Zhangtou chuckled, waved his hand, and said to Jiang Yue: "Okay, you can go practice singing."

Jiang Yue responded, then glanced at the paper with lyrics written on it in Lao Zhangtou's hand. Although she had memorized all the songs just now, the paper still felt more secure in her hand.

Lao Zhang patted his head, handed the paper to Jiang Yue, and said with a smile: "I was so happy after seeing Mr. Tan's new song that I forgot about it. Let's go practice singing."

Hearing this, Jiang Yue nodded and followed Momo into the recording studio.

Watching the two people walking into the recording studio, Lao Zhang rubbed his chin, smacked his lips, and secretly thought to himself, if he could be as talented as Mr. Tan, no, half as talented as Mr. Tan,

Then I must be out to show off now, how can I still live in this small recording studio.

What a pity, what a pity, I am still a little weaker than Mr. Tan after all.

Thinking this in his heart, Old Zhangtou couldn't help but blush slightly.

.......

I don’t know where the news leaked out, that Mr. Tan wrote a new song for a new anchor in the new media department, and it began to spread in the Bright Entertainment Company.

As we all know, Tan Yue's original songs are a guarantee of quality.

There are so many singers in the music department who are waiting for support, and all of them are eagerly staring at Tan Yue's songs. Now that they heard that Tan Yue has written a song for the new anchor Jiang Yue, the discussion immediately started.

It’s not that I’m dissatisfied with Tan Yue. First, Mr. Tan has a high position and no one dares to be dissatisfied with Mr. Tan. Second, Mr. Tan can give his own songs to anyone he wants. Third, everyone wants to invite Mr. Tan to sing.

Not to mention Mr. Tan’s current status in the company, no one dares to offend him just because he is an outstanding original musician.

But one thing to say is that many people are envious, jealous, and hateful of Jiang Yue.

How could she, a newcomer, be so favored by Mr. Tan?

Is it just because she applied to be an anchor in the new media department?

If that's the case, can't they apply?

As long as I can get Mr. Tan's songs, it will all be worth it.

"Damn it, have you heard? Mr. Tan wrote a new song for that trainee."

"I just found out about it. The newcomer must be so lucky. I asked my agent to go to Mr. Tan to invite him to sing, but Mr. Tan didn't agree."

"Hey, don't talk about your agent. I heard that even if our director goes to Mr. Tan in person, there will be no chance."

"That... that... you guys think, can we apply to live broadcast in the new media department? Even a trainee can get Mr. Tan's songs. Let's apply. There's no reason why we can't."

"It really doesn't work. Wu Laoer, do you still remember?"

"Which one has no dick?"

"It's the Wu Laoer who almost went in last time."

"Oh, what's wrong with him? It seems that his recent development momentum is good. My agent said that if he develops well, he is expected to become a first-tier public figure within three years. Now he is almost entering the top of the second-tier public figure list."

"The development is good, but Wu Laoer secretly applied to live broadcast in the new department some time ago. Guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, it didn't pass the review by the new media department."

"Ah? Wu Laoer didn't pass the review? Why?"

"Who knows why? Maybe there is something that Mr. Tan doesn't like?"

"No matter what the reason is, it shows that it is really difficult to get Mr. Tan's song."

...

The other departments were fine, they only chatted occasionally, but the music department talked a little too much.

When Wei Yu, the director of the music department, was passing by the tea room, he heard a subordinate talking about Tan Yue writing songs for others.

Wei Yu's brows immediately knitted together.

Good guy, what Mr. Tan did this time was really a bit careless.

He had promised to give him free long-term use of the recording studio. He promised that his songs had not yet been written, but he wrote songs for others.

Wei Yu put his hands back. At such a young age, like an old man, he entered the elevator again, pressed the floor button, and reached the upper floor, which was the fifty-ninth floor of Chang'an Building. He wanted to see Tan.

The more I ask, the clearer it becomes.

Some people knew Wei Yu and said hello to Wei Yu.

Wei Yu hummed lightly and walked towards Tan Yue's office with a straight face.

Behind me, some people were surprised.

"Who is this? He's so arrogant and refuses to answer any greetings given to him. Compared with him, our director is simply too much of a gentleman."

"First, this is a big boss of the company, the director of the music department. He has the capital to be indifferent. Second, our director is a gentleman. There are so many big bosses in our company, and we, the director, are the best. You know

?"

"But what's wrong with Mr. Wei? His face is a little ugly. He's running towards our director angrily. Is there something wrong?"

"That's not clear. How can we, assholes, know about the affairs of the directors and bosses?"

"Mr. Wei usually has a good temper. I guess something is wrong."

Wei Yu, who everyone was talking about, was standing outside Tan Yue's office and knocked on the door of Tan Yue's office.

Tan Yue's voice came from the office.

"Come in."

Wei Yu pushed the door open and walked in, looked at Tan Yue sitting behind the desk, and walked straight to Tan Yue.

Tan Yue saw that something was wrong with Wei Yu's expression, smiled softly, and said, "It's Old Wei, what's the matter? I see that something is wrong with you."

The two have a good personal relationship and are both very polite. For example, when Wei Yu heard about Tan Yue writing songs for other people, he immediately came to Tan Yue to ask questions. For example, when Tan Yue saw Wei Yu who looked unkind, he didn't

Take it too seriously.

Wei Yu snorted, sat on the chair, looked at Tan Yue, and said, "Mr. Tan, there is something I need to tell you."

Tan Yue looked at Wei Yu, who had a serious look on his face, nodded in a funny way, and said, "Okay, you say it, and I'll listen."

Wei Yu looked at Tan Yue's disapproving look, rolled his eyes, and said, "Mr. Tan, you promised to write a song for our music department before, right?"

Tan Yue nodded and said, "Yes."

Wei Yu continued: "I know the reason for Momo, and she must be highly praised. You wrote a song for Momo before, and I have no objection."

Tan Yue continued to nod. We often went out to eat together before, and Momo and Wei Yu also knew each other.

Wei Yu said: "But, I heard that you have started writing songs for a new person again, but Mr. Tan, I have been waiting for you."

As the director of the music department, Wei Yu also has a heavy burden on his shoulders.

For example, there is a singer who wants to release an album but lacks a high-quality title song. Wei Yu had promised him before that he would invite him a song from Tan Yue, but there has been no follow-up.

The famous singer's album has not been released until now.

Tan Yue could see that Wei Yu had heard that he had written a song for Jiang Yue and couldn't help but come to him to ask for the song. He smiled and said, "Are you here to ask for the song?"

Wei Yu didn't do anything and said: "Yes."

Tan Yue smiled and said: "Okay, then I will write a song for you."

I was busy and lazy before, so I kept putting off writing a song for Wei Yu, but now Wei Yu has come to visit me, and I can’t put it off any longer.

Tan Yue opened the drawer, took out a piece of white paper from the drawer, laid it flat on the desk, smiled at Wei Yu and said, "Mr. Wei, wait a moment."

Wei Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw Tan Yue's posture.

What does it mean? Live songwriting?

Isn’t it a bit perfunctory?

Wei Yu frowned and said, "Mr. Tan, why don't you prepare more?"

Tan Yue shook his head and said with a smile: "No, you can take a look at it when it is written down."

Wei Yu believes in Tan Yue's musical talent, but is still a little worried. Can the quality of the songs written in such a short time be guaranteed?

Wei Yu said: "Mr. Tan, do you have anything written before?"
To be continued...