Wang Yifan smiled and replied, "Dreamers" is indeed a bit remote, but fortunately there are many technology companies or similar Utopia apartments for young people around, so it is not uncommon.
There was a subway entrance just a few bus stops away, and it took him a long time to take the subway.
Inviting everyone to eat together, as the new boss of Glory Agency, he met most of the artists and employees of Glory Agency for the first time.
That girl Ye Qing didn't give him a good look, and he didn't know where he provoked her, but he didn't care much.
On the other hand, the oval-faced girl next to her looked a little familiar, as if she had seen her before somewhere.
After Fatty Ye reminded him, he finally realized that he was actually a young actor who had appeared in two popular dramas. His performances seemed to be brilliant and well received.
"Is he also our glorious artist?"
Wang Yifan's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a treasure.
Ye Qing began to breathe out of her nose again, snorting disdainfully.
Fatty Ye glared at her, then smiled bitterly and said: "I also want to sign it, but it's a pity that people don't look down on our small temple, Glory!"
"That's not true. I told you that Professor He Zhenzhen in the college values her very much and doesn't allow her to sign contracts with anyone casually. Besides, uncle, with the few conditions offered by your company, how can you be so embarrassed to take it?
Come out and tell Zhenzhen?"
Wang Zhenzhen pulled Ye Qing, this girl was criticizing Huai in front of Wang Yifan!
"It's a pity. Then when we get stronger, under the same conditions, we really have to consider our glory first. We are still from the same family!"
Who can tell you to call me Zhenzhen?
Ye Qing almost ran away, but Wang Zhenzhen just smiled faintly, feeling that Wang Yifan was a bit frivolous as his best friend said.
Fatty Ye smiled sarcastically, and couldn't help complaining about Ye Qing's unrestrained speech.
Wang Yifan didn't take it seriously and looked at the long-haired young man. After staring for a while, he recognized that this was Lu Wudi, the one who looked like Lu Xiaofeng.
He is very different from what he saw in the photo. He has shoulder-length hair and slightly curly hair, a thin cheek, and a little beard. He looks melancholy and very artistic.
After a few more glances, I don't think he looks so ugly anymore.
"Wudi, are you still optimistic about our Xiaomei's future singing career?"
Wang Yifan asked with a smile.
Guan Xiaomei's face is flushed. She was hit hard today and has not yet fully recovered to her usual state.
Lu Wudi munched on the chicken leg politely, and after hearing the words, he said: "Boss, singing is actually just that, it's just a difference in the breadth of the vocal range. If God rewards you with food, then continue. If God doesn't reward you with food,
Eat, we can pick up our jobs by ourselves, but the process requires some time and effort. Xiaomei has a good voice, and her vocal range is not narrow, but she has not received professional training. If you are not in a hurry, you can practice slowly. Her appearance condition
It’s pretty good too, there’s always a chance.”
"Okay, you are a professional, I trust you!" Wang Yifan was very happy, which shows that Guan Xiaomei is not useless, at least she still has some potential.
"You heard me, Xiaomei, although your starting point is low, but as long as you work hard, you still have a chance!"
"Don't worry, Brother Fan, I know it well!"
"What do you think? You've already sung like that and you're still intoxicated with yourself!" Wang Yifan recalled the scene just now and thought it was so funny that he couldn't help but complain again.
Guan Xiaomei became angry and threw the remaining chicken bones over.
Wang Yifan dodged it very deftly, "Pay attention to your attitude. If you can become an artist, you need my personal nod!"
Guan Xiaomei picked up another chicken wing and gnawed it bitterly.
Ye Qing rolled her eyes at Wang Zhenzhen. She felt that the two people's flirting was too inappropriate for the occasion.
But Wang Zhenzhen saw something different.
"Wudi, what do you think of yourself?"
Lu Wudi looked up at him, a little confused.
"What do you think is the reason why you are not popular?" Wang Yifan asked.
Everyone's mouth movements were a little slower, and they all had a bad feeling in their hearts.
Is it possible that this new boss wants to take action on Lu Wudi?
This is a bit too impatient!
"I personally have never released any songs! The songs I released during Big Pan's time are actually not very suitable for our band!"
Lu Wudi didn't seem to share this sentiment, and seemed to be answering naturally.
"The company doesn't plan to release a song for Invincible?"
Wang Yifan looked at Fatty Ye again.
"We have been collecting songs, and Wudi has also written some himself, but the several record and distribution companies that sat down to talk to us are not very promising, so we are stuck there for the time being!"
"Aren't you going to just do it ourselves?"
"If you don't care about the cost, it is indeed possible, but the company's situation has not been very good before, and Wuwei is not very satisfied with some of the songs included. He has very high requirements for himself, and if an unknown singer rashly releases an album
, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to get a good response.”
In fact, after all, he still had no money to make trouble. Fatty Ye did not dare to invest money in Lu Wudi for fear that it would be lost in his hands. Later, he would have no money at all.
"I got a few songs from other places, how about I get them from Invincible and pass them by first?"
Fatty Ye looked at Wang Yifan in surprise, not expecting that he still had such a way out.
Lu Wudi nodded and didn't hold out much hope. Good songs are hard to come by. He actually didn't want to release an album just because he wanted to record some songs that he wasn't satisfied with. That's how it is now anyway.
In this situation, even if the company could release him a song, he felt it was a luxury.
Lu Wudi actually felt like he was lying flat.
“Add WeChat and I’ll send you some songs!”
Lu Wudi picked up his beloved guitar and started playing according to the music score. After a while, he started humming simply.
Soon, he became more and more proficient, and his playing and singing of songs became more and more fluent.
"It's pretty good, but the lyrics seem a bit convoluted."
Fatty Ye was the first to make an evaluation with half a bucket of water.
To his ears, this song wasn't outstanding, but it wasn't bad either.
Lu Wudi glanced at Wang Yifan and started playing the next song.
The melody of this song is obviously brighter than the previous one, the lyrics are also very simple, and there are many repeated parts, but it has become more popular among everyone than the previous one.
"This one is good!"
Fatty Ye clapped gently.
There were three songs in total, and Lu Wudi sang each song very seriously several times. It was obvious that he was very satisfied.
"Boss, can you really sing these songs to me?"
Wang Yifan did not answer directly, but asked instead, "Does it match the style of the entire album you are preparing now?"
"This isn't important!" Lu Wudi replied with a wry smile.
"It doesn't matter. If it doesn't match, you can still change it!"
"Boss, don't make fun of me. If you sing these few songs to me, I feel like I'm afraid of letting you down!"