On the spotless desk sits a newly installed English brand LCD computer.
Behind the brand-new office chair is a row of dark solid wood bookcases. Various books about directors and movies are placed on the bookcase windows.
The afternoon sun shone on the desk, and a burst of reflection from the colorful cover attracted Zhou Yang's attention.
When he looked at it clearly, he found that it was an address book of various departments in the company.
The roster introduces each department and function of the company in detail, as well as the names, resumes and communication methods of the relevant department heads.
Zhou Yang saw his name on the director's column.
obviously.
This address book has just been created.
He silently came to the window sill and looked down at the busy traffic outside the window.
He once again had a sense of unreality.
He never dreamed that he would have his own independent office, and even more unimagined that his office would be so spacious.
Then, he carefully took out the wrinkled letter from his pocket.
After a slight hesitation, I finally picked up the pen and wrote it again on A4 paper.
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Wu Zhenhong's first impression of Zhou Yang was not very good.
He felt that this man was a bit aloof.
The aloof and arrogant Zhou Yang was born with a temperament that was incompatible with everyone in the meeting.
At the end of the meeting, he became even more convinced of his idea when he saw that Zhou Yang only stood there with a slightly cold face in the face of the enthusiastic greetings of his new colleagues, and even if he responded, he only nodded occasionally and never looked directly at anyone.
.
This person is like an isolated island. It doesn't look cold, but it is inaccessible.
Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he has naturally met many people like Zhou Yang, and usually such people don't last long in this industry.
Even if you have talent.
This circle pays attention to human relations and sophistication.
Unless you have countless talents, no one can suppress them.
if not……
You have to bow to this world eventually.
When he passed by Zhou Yang, as a senior in the company, he felt that he should raise a few words. As for whether he could accept it or whether he would be angry because of it, it was not his business.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
In Wu Zhenhong's office, Wu Zhenhong was silently sorting out the list of new artists joining the company.
For an entertainment company to develop soundly, its future positioning is very important.
It needs a movie that has a good reputation in the industry and can make money. At the same time, it also needs artists who can support the scene.
"The girl groups of Xingcai... need to separate!"
"..."
Huaxing signed many artists from Xingcai Company this time.
In particular, several top performers from the girl group were signed by Xingcai Company.
but……
Signing it does not mean following the old path of Xingcai Company and launching the group again.
This group called H56 has too much negative news.
Homosexuality, smoking, fighting, swearing in public...
Although many of the press releases were written by trolls hired by other media to blackmail the group and were not considered true, after getting in touch with this group, Wu Zhenhong found that the state of the group was indeed not right.
There are deep internal conflicts.
Backing dancer Jiang Shushu was dissatisfied with the lead singer Song Qianqian. Song Qianqian's fiery personality often made her and Jiang Shushu fight for the C position during interviews. Hu Bingqing took these things lightly, but her unhurried gentleness
When the girl group participates in activities together, the goddess character always slows down a beat, making the entire girl group's rhythm very different, as if it is being held back. The others also have their own advantages and disadvantages...
"The group must be disbanded!"
After reading the detailed information of these people and various videos of online interviews, Wu Zhenhong made this decision in his heart.
In his opinion, everyone in the girl group has the ability and selling point to go solo.
But if they all come together as a group, they will hold each other back and ultimately affect each other's upper limit.
Domestic, not only domestic, but also international, many successful girl groups have been selected through careful selection, repeated training, and market analysis and testing.
But even such a truly famous girl group will only become famous for a while before disbanding and pursuing solo careers.
"Miss Song, come here..."
"..."
He picked up the new address book and saw Song Qianqian's name first. He picked up the phone.
He planned to have a brief chat with each member of the group individually, first to understand their thoughts, and then to determine what path they should take in the future and how they should arrange it.
Victoria Song...
He pondered for a while, then opened the locked drawer and took out a music sheet. When he saw a song called "HELLO Girl" on the sheet, he 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 strong in all aspects, and the score is considered top-notch in the industry...
This song, he subconsciously felt was suitable for Victoria Song to sing.
However, you still have to give it a try to find out.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in..."
"Hello, Director Wu."
"Oh, hello, please sit down." Wu Zhenhong looked up and saw a young man with a silly smile, his expression slightly stagnant.
The person who walked in was not Song Qianqian, but Zhou Yang.
"Director Zhou, what's the matter?"
"Director Wu, I've been thinking about it for a long time. Can you spare a few minutes to help me read the lyrics? If possible, I hope you can help me compose a tune. Of course, well, 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 either, and I can’t read musical notation…” Zhou Yang sat opposite Wu Zhenhong, his expression a little twitchy and unkind.
"..." When Wu Zhenhong heard Zhou Yang's words, he did not 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 either…
Did you write the lyrics?
Just write random lyrics and let me compose a song for you?
Who is Wu Zhenhong?
He was once the godfather of Hong Kong's pop era. The people who invited him to compose music were either king-level figures or big-name directors in the film and television industry...
Are you sure this guy isn't here to mess with me?
I'm afraid this kid isn't using me to establish his authority, right?
Who gave him the courage!
He raised his head and looked at Zhou Yang quietly.
Zhou Yang's eyes met his for a while, and then he hid elsewhere.
"Let me take a look at the lyrics first. However, Director Zhou, if your lyrics are not even close to meaning, well, just a little bit lacking in feeling, I may not be able to help you..." Although Wu Zhenhong's heart was filled with all kinds of things,
He was speechless in various ways, 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.
"..." Wu Zhenhong's smile obviously disappeared when he saw the A4 paper.
Can't it be put in a better lyrics book?
Despite this, he still took the A4 paper, put it on the table and started reading.
(When I was still an ignorant girl
When I meet love, I don’t understand love
From the past to now
Until he leaves too
Leave me wandering in the sea of clouds...)
Um?
The lyrics don't seem too bad, giving people a positive feeling of a girl...
A few minutes later, after Wu Zhenhong read the lyrics, he pushed up his glasses and felt a flash of approval in his heart.
The lyrics are not bad, on the contrary, they are quite touching and have a fresh feeling.
Well, it is similar to the artistic conception that the lyrics of the song "HELLO Girl" he wrote a few days ago wanted to express.
He thought about it over and over again.
I found that the lyrics are quite complete and there is nothing that needs to be changed...
I can’t tell, but what this young man wrote is pretty good!
He looked up in surprise.
"Director Zhou, the lyrics are well written..."
No matter how bad his first impression of Zhou Yang is, or whether he treats people or things differently, Zhou Yang's lyrics are good if they are good.
Wu Zhenhong has never been stingy with his praise.
"Thank you..." There was no particularly excited expression on Zhou Yang's face, or even any unexpected emotions.
However, I felt inexplicably relieved.
"You said you have the singing method of this song in your mind, right?"
"Um……"
"Will you sing it for me?" Wu Zhenhong looked at Zhou Yang.
"good!"
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Victoria Song 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 moment."
"..."
Victoria Song opened the door.
Then I felt the atmosphere in the office was weird.
Music godfather Wu Zhenhong was looking blankly at an A4 piece of paper at this moment, with a strange expression on his face.
It seems a little incredible!
Opposite him is Zhou Yang...
Zhou Yang stood there honestly, as if waiting for something.
"Director Wu, this book is..."HELLO Girl"?" Zhou Yang spotted a score on the table and subconsciously wanted to pick it up and take a look.
"Nothing, just something I wrote casually, a scrap I usually use for drafting, I was just about to throw it away..." Wu Zhenhong picked up the manuscript on the table, crumpled it into a ball as if carelessly, and threw it into the trash can.
Then he continued to calmly stare at the contents on the A4 paper.
"The lyrics are pretty good, well, you can hum it pretty well... Well, you can put the lyrics here first, and I'll try to compose the music for you according to what you hum..."
"oh."
"By the way, you should have registered the copyright for your lyrics, right? If you haven't, register it now. If you want to hang out in this circle, no matter what you write, you must be aware of copyright."
"Registered, registered a year ago."
"That's good, huh? This is something you wrote a year ago?"
"Yes... I wrote many similar songs at that time, and I submitted them to probably more than a dozen entertainment companies... One of them was Xingcai..."
"A dozen similar songs?"
"It's not that they're similar. There's a male singing, a female singing...it's different."
"Do you remember anything else?"
"Well, I have registered everything I remember, but they only have lyrics and no music scores. I am very unfamiliar with music and I can't even understand basic music notation..." Zhou Yang looked at Wu Zhenhong honestly and explained.
"Can you write a random song and let me have a look?"
"okay!"
"..."
"..."
Song Qianqian watched Zhou Yang pick up the A4 paper, sit on the chair, and write.
About ten minutes later, Zhou Yang handed the finished manuscript to Wu Zhenhong.
After Wu Zhenhong read the manuscript, although his expression was calm, the hand holding the A4 paper shook slightly.
Then…
"Director Zhou, can you hum this song "Invisible Wings"?"
"I can hum and sing..."
"Oh, then..." Wu Zhenhong glanced at Song Qianqian subconsciously, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, Mr. Zhou and I need to talk about something. Can you step aside for a moment?"