When Han Zhou woke up in the middle of the night, he was lying in a strange room.
I changed into pajamas.
There was a note on the bedside, with a shoulder drawn on it, and the words "If the water gets cold, there is a drinking fountain by the door."
Han Zhou glanced at the cup with the note on it, and then looked at the very large room, where the hot and cold water filter was installed next to the door.
Han Zhou took a sip of water and sat up.
Look around.
The point is, where is this place?
This looks like a young man's room.
There are big movie posters on the walls.
It's a poster for a domestic martial arts film made about eight or nine years ago.
Demonstrations end one by one.
None are very big.
Han Sixheng: "Thank you Da Tu Lao, I'm not deaf. I screamed no matter what, and my ears almost exploded!"
How could Wang Chuyang prepare the gift by himself? It must have been prepared by Wu's mother. After Wu's mother prepared the gift, she must have given it wrong for some reason, because Wang Chuyang would send an ugly keychain to Wang Xiya every year.
Wang Xiya: "If there's a traffic jam, hurry up and leave."
After a brief exchange, Han Zhou opened his voice alone in the yard.
Unfortunately, the prototype passed away before filming started because he was too old.
"This is it! You must choose this music!"
Wang Chuyang looked up and saw Li Xinqi smiling at the two of them, making him laugh so hard.
Therefore, his grandson brought the trumpet to Yanjing.
If this group is not satisfied, Han Sisheng may go to the older generation of lyricists and composers to solve the problem instead of just handing over the soundtrack casually.
It’s a documentary Easter egg.
For example, Babur, the music director of Dasheng Entertainment.
Han Zhou pinched his chin: "Xiao Mei?"
"Then why are you mentioning him?"
Wang Chuyang looked sad and angry: "I just went to a training camp, and now the room doesn't belong to me?!"
It was a sports car. Han Zhou put his head in and took a look. He couldn't even find the gear lever anywhere: "This thing...can't drive."
But it was during this war that the trumpeter was hit by a Japs while blowing the trumpet to attack.
"It's a birthday gift. Happy birthday to Xia! Come on, I'll treat you to a big dinner."
When the song started playing, Zheng Xiaojun was stunned.
Han Sixheng glanced at the list: "The next one is New World Entertainment, Han Zhou."
After watching the film's version without soundtrack, Han Zhou could only feel that there are capable people in this world.
Obviously, Wang Chuyang is now rushing to Yanjing Film Academy to give gifts to Yuan Xiaomei.
Wang Chuyang smiled awkwardly: "Ah, what about me... I just... um."
Han Zhou smiled and gestured.
Here, Han Zhou saw some people with familiar names but whom he had never seen before.
Han Zhou clicked on the first interlude: "This one requires a children's choir or a top-notch children's solo. This demo was sung by a child from an employee of the company. The sound may not be accurate, but the accompaniment is fine."
"Well, no, I don't know if he is in love. How did you know that he was in love early?"
Why should I remember this? It’s already G.
Wang Chuyang: "I don't know."
Like...a birthday present?
Wang Chuyang: "It's Xiaomei's birthday, I want to give her a gift."
And because the content of the story is a true adaptation, it is full of flesh and blood, and it is a very rich story.
Was this a fucking song written on a mission?
…
"Do you understand women so well!?" Lin Jianqiu: "Then do you understand what Teacher Li Xinqi wants to do now?"
Then you have to cherish defeat before you can cry, and have the value of regret!
He peeked inside furtively.
This man is not a military officer, but a civilian officer, affiliated with the Southeast Art Troupe.
The story line is actually relatively simple.
"I guess she wants to hit us."
Babur got up and went to demonstrate.
Soon, Han Sixheng and a man in military uniform came over.
"If these songs are used, the movie should be re-edited. I want to talk to him and see how to re-edit it!"
The representative of the cultural troupe was very sorry: "Oh, that's it."
This kind of work is more troublesome than writing songs for a party.
Zheng Xiaojun: “I’m willing to accept the defeat.”
This movie is different from traditional blockbusters with main themes.
Han Zhou tasted it and found that Zheng Xiaojun's music style was very open and closed, which was based on the words "gunfire" and "iron-blooded".
Everyone was a little confused.
"Let me shout for you."
Ma De, what else can you do if you don’t laugh? Cry?
In the office, several leaders of Huaying and representatives of the cultural troupe sat and chatted with Han Zhou.
Soon, Han Zhou started playing files whose file names were MP3 instead of AVI.
The elevator door opened, and Han Zhou, who was wearing a suit, tried hard to reveal his head from behind the plush husky's huge body.
It was obvious that apart from Zheng Xiaojun, the two of them were rivals.
Xie Fu said loudly: "You still say you are not deaf?"
…
Lin Jianqiu: "Do you know him?"
Han Zhou was embarrassed when he saw Wang Xiya's car.
Then start looking.
Because the trumpeter told him that a frontal attack must be guided by the trumpeter's trumpet.
While we were chatting, the call came.
It wasn't until he actually went to the battlefield that he realized that none of the books he had read were useful for fighting, and he was a burden.
Han Zhou glanced at his phone: "Seven twenty."
But in fact, this is not a simple theme movie, but also a war blockbuster, which belongs to the category of commercial films.
"It's normal not to know. After all, Mother Wu herself doesn't understand what color blindness is..." Wang Xiya paused and understood: "So, Wang Chuyang is in love?!"
Representative of the art troupe: "Han Zhou, are you interested in joining the art troupe?"
Han Zhou can only say that the scenes in this movie are not inferior to any war movies with the main theme that he has seen in his previous life.
"Can it be done?"
Babur was confused: "Style? The styles of the three pieces of music are all different. Do they have any consistent characteristics?"
However, Babur looked gentle and polite.
Han Zhou will go to Band No. 1 tomorrow to make the official versions of these songs.
Han Zhou: "Oh, that's a gift from Wang Chuyang to you, I forgot to mention it."
Wang Chuyang nodded seriously: "Yes, don't you know? Forget it, I'll run away first."
Looks like a new post.
On the first day after entering the show, Wang Chuyang said that his sister was one of the investors of the show. Is this true for the audience to hear?
That was specifically told to the staff at the training camp.
…
Gritting his teeth: "Wang Chuyang! You bastard! You called me early in the morning to pick up a gift, and this is it?!"
From World War II, to liberation, to Bangzi Peninsula.
“A narrow win.”
Han Zhou followed him upstairs and saw Wu's mother knocking on the door of one of the rooms. Han Zhou entered Wang Chuyang's room and took out the gift.
The result still needs to be discussed!? Say goodbye, we don’t want to continue to be beaten.
So, why?
Wang Xiya tilted her head and faced Han Zhou across Erha: "Do you know that Wu Ma is red-green color blind?"
Han Sixheng stretched out his ears: "What the hell!? I didn't hear it clearly."
Han Zhou was stunned for a moment and then realized that it was normal for military representatives to come and participate in the review of this film.
On the contrary, Zheng Xiaojun looks like a Mongolian, with a long beard, pigtails, and a very muscular figure.
After hearing this, Han Zhou was probably sure that the person on the other end of the phone must be Xie Fu. Among the fourth generation directors, he was the only one with gas in the tank. He was known as Xie Laohu.
When the time comes, Xie Fu will also go.
After Zheng Xiaojun's demonstration, the representatives of the cultural troupe also had a discussion with the people from Huaying.
This time, the Southeast Military Region participated in the production of "Charge". However, the military does not do business. They only provide venues and equipment and do not participate in dividends or other matters.
Wu’s mother: “Ah?”
Han Zhou also woke up, lit a cigarette and walked out.
There is a card inside, with a printed font that says, 'Happy birthday, ugly sister!'
Aunt Wu opened her arms and gestured: "Mr. Han, come up with a stuffed husky toy that is so big."
After walking a few steps, he turned back and gave one of the boxes to Han Zhou: "This is for my sister. It's my sister's birthday today."
The key is that there are still many people participating in the bidding.
After hanging up the phone, Han Zhou asked Wu's mother: "Which room does Wang Xiya sleep in?"
Aunt Wu knocked on the door: "Xiya Xiya!"
Zheng Xiaojun has already closed the notebook where he wrote the meeting minutes.
At the beginning, he was against this group of soldiers who looked like country bumpkins without any weapons or ammunition.
Because Han Zhoukong had the soundtrack of "Changjin Lake", but no teacher Liu could sing it.
I can't find any photos or anything in the room.
The person who opened the door stopped opening the door when he noticed that the light was on in the room.
"Would you like some porridge?"
When Han Zhou came on stage, Han Sixheng was still smiling: "It's my first time doing the main theme soundtrack, so don't feel pressure and show it well."
Yuan Xiaomei looked at the card and was furious.
The end of the story is not movie content, but realism.
Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Your sister, today is today? April 20th?"
"Transfer it to her for me."
Who dares to control him?
Xie Fu on the other end of the phone: "¥%...#%...@"
Babur is of Mongolian origin. He is not only a music director, but also a very powerful gold medal producer and lyricist.
Babur: "We are not worthy of supporting this decision."
Think highly of yourself.
"Okay, I'll leave right away."
Han Zhou nodded seriously before inserting his USB flash drive into the computer.
After walking out of the door, Zheng Xiaojun looked at Babur: "Can you see the style of this brother?"
However, it took an hour and a half to drive this way, which was a bit of a torture.
One hit is enough. Once you are convinced, there is no need for a second round.
"Every time he does something, does he like to use his greatest strength, so that no one dares to fight with him?"
Han Zhou glanced at the time, it was six in the morning.
So at this time, he picked up the trumpet.
And once this trumpet sounds, it lasts a lifetime.
When Han Zhou arrived at Huaying, he was not late and arrived before nine o'clock.
But this film is rather special.
After thinking for a long time, Han Zhou thought: "Oh, Yuan Xiaomei."
In addition to showing war, it also shows some personal emotions.
Wang Xiya put the lace into the box at the speed of light and opened the door.
Han Zhou walked to the window and took a look.
Their soundtrack is more modern and has a sense of fashion and commercialism, but it doesn't have that simple vibe, and the songs aren't hard enough.
He is the male protagonist in the movie.
Han Zhou was a little surprised. If he competed with him over the soundtrack of "Changjin Lake", he might lose.
After a brief exchange, the meeting entered the topic.
Before the third song started, Han Zhou said: "I'm sorry, this is a symphony. Currently there are only piano and violin quartet versions. Our company cannot afford a symphony orchestra, so we need the National Orchestra to perform it. I'm really sorry for letting everyone listen to it."
A draft.”
A group of people had their noses crooked in anger.
Wang Chuyang: "I'm going to take a walk first, otherwise I won't be able to get back to the training camp in time."
Come up and hit me with three heavy punches, almost killing me. Give me a quick blow.
"One red, one green, how could they be wrong?"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
China Film Group attaches great importance to this movie.
Originally, today was just a demonstration, and then we still need to discuss it. After the selection is made, we have to let the director listen. If the director thinks it is suitable, we have to report it to three different departments to exchange opinions.
Wang Xiya was so smart that he thought of everything quickly.
Almost finished speaking, Han Zhou's phone rang.
After the demonstration, Han Zhou bowed: "I'm sorry, we are a small family and we can't afford to support so many professional musicians. It's embarrassing."
Then they each left.
After going upstairs, Wang Xiya sobered up a little and took out the box Han Zhou gave her: "Huh?"
"Even if he is lying on the ground, he is still two feet taller than others. He can't stand out even if he doesn't want to be in the limelight."
Wang Chuyang took the gift, turned around and left: "Slip away."
Zheng Xiaojun sighed: "Did today's young people grow up taking drugs?"
Wang Xiya, who had looked through the gifts eight times a day, finally discovered the secret of the card.
Han Sixheng answered the phone. The person on the other end spoke so loudly that no one around him could hear him without turning on the speakerphone.
Wang Chuyang smiled: "Who am I? Do you know Zhou Baiyun, the love saint of Haidian?"
"Okay, I'd like to ask you all to come over. I'll hand over the soundtrack of "Charge" to New World."
Therefore, the soundtrack must be consistent, new, and connotative.
Wang Chuyang opened the closet door and took out two boxes.
The general idea is that during World War II, a student soldier was drafted into the army, but was attacked on the road and failed to go to the national front line. Instead, he came to our army.
Lin Jianqiu: "Did you give a gift?"
Han Zhou nodded: "Okay."
For a movie like this, the soundtrack is very difficult to handle.
"Who wrote it? I want to talk to him if he is here or not!"
After walking around for a while, he arrived at the courtyard on the first floor. In the garden, Han Zhou saw the nanny who had probably just gotten up.
At the same time, Yuan Xiaomei returned to the dormitory after morning exercise, took out the box and opened the gift.
The director team invited one of the historical prototypes of this character to come and shoot.
It's impossible to change it this year, so I must have picked up the wrong one.
"My gift, as soon as Xiao Mei opens it, she will blush and think about it, and then she will take my place in it. Do you understand that women prefer gangsters rather than handsome men?"
Babur's tactical retreat.
In this process, using him as the male protagonist and also as an observation perspective, many touching and touching things were written.
Babur: "Exhibition? That's a joke."
What I have come up with is definitely not something I can win at this level.
"Fourth uncle."
Everyone was a little confused.
Bubble shrugged: "Perhaps he grew up eating piano."
Wang Chuyang: "Hey, I'll ask Mother Wu to put it away for me. I'm sure there won't be any mistakes."
Dr. Chu from Plastic Surgery Hospital.
Zheng Xiaojun came on stage and started playing the edited clips.
"Puppy love?!"
Han Sixheng: "There are military representatives coming today, please come here early."
Then he went back to get the key. After taking the key, he took Han Zhou downstairs.
Han Zhou: "Oh, so this is your home."
This is how the story begins.
At the same time, Wang Chuyang finally rushed back to the training camp on a new day of training.
Han Zhou stuck his head out from under the arm of Erha's stuffed toy: "Huh? How do you know?"
People from Huaying took Han Zhou to the waiting room, and a few minutes later, they took Han Zhou to the large conference room.
The shyness, anticipation, and various emotions in Wang Xiya's heart all turned into doubts.
Wang Xiya was stunned for a moment before her sleepiness dissipated: "What time is it?"
Her house... is too big.
Wang Chuyang opened the door and smiled: "I'll come back to get something."
…
Logically speaking, the soundtrack should be the military songs of that era.
"Your score is also wonderful."
Han Zhou: "I'm sorry, I wrote two interludes and one theme song, but without the cooperation of the National Orchestra and the Military Band, I personally couldn't find the resources to perform these three songs, so I only have demos and no edited versions.
"
There is a card after opening the mezzanine.
Han Zhou tilted his head: "Wang Chuyang?"
The nanny obviously knew who Han Zhou was and asked with a smile: "Are you awake?"
Han Zhou moved his shoulders: "Just wait a moment, thank you."
Wang Xiya's face suddenly turned red.
The card says 'Confident women are the most beautiful!'
While I was watching, the door opened.
Wang Xiya looked at it and wanted to laugh: "What is this?"
Babur also looked at Han Zhou at this time.
"Now it's the first time I've received the main theme and soundtrack, and I've just punched everyone to death."
Wang Xiya hurriedly took the indoor elevator upstairs and took out another key after a while.
"This is the first time I helped someone make an album. "Love at First Sight" directly killed the entire music industry and made me a god."
Han Zhou glanced at Babur.
For example, Zheng Xiaojun, the most famous musician from Longqi Media.
Han Zhou scratched his head: "I opened a company."
This was Han Zhou's first time here at Wang Xiya's house, so when he walked out, he couldn't find his way there.
Zheng Xiaojun's iron style is different, and Babur's music is softer.
Although this is already top-notch music, it is still one level away from the historical level.
"He knows it's my birthday today?"
"Then I will tell her when the time comes that there is actually a little secret in the card. Let her know that my gift is not just a trick, but also a lot of effort. Then she will be moved, hahahaha!"
The door opened, and Wang Xiya, wearing cute cotton pajamas, walked out, rubbing her eyes.
Han Zhou put the box into Wang Xiya's hand: "I'm going to Huaying Group. I'll lend you your car."
Wang Xiya was even more confused: "Huh?"
But it's also because I worked with Han Sixheng when he was filming "The Bank of the Yangtze River" and we have been brothers for decades.
After opening the box, Wang Xiya held a pair of lace pants between her two fingers and tilted her head to look at it.
After putting the pants aside, I saw a card inside.
Wang Xiya was confused: "Gift? What was that in the morning?"
"Your writing is also good."
Han Zhou: "???Is there still such a thing?"
Two boxes wrapped in wrapping paper.
The edited video is just a few segments that need to be accompanied by interludes. Of course, there are also segments that require pure music soundtracks.
However, after Han Zhou woke up, his mind was not confused. Although he was a little light-headed, his mind was very clear: "So, how did you come back?"
This is a villa.
However, after listening to Babur's demonstration, Han Zhou knew that he was safe.
Han Zhou pulled Wang Chuyang: "There are two boxes of the same size. Are you sure you got the right one?"
"work together."
You really want to win an award!
When the second song was played, Bubble understood that this idiot didn't want to win an award, but wanted to win all the soundtrack awards in all the film awards next year.
The card has a compartment.
There is another business car parked in the garage, but it belongs to Wang Xiya and her father.
This fucking mother went up and was beaten up and beaten, so why are you crying?
Everyone in the industry probably knows that Han Zhou took over part of Sutong's legacy. It stands to reason that there are not enough musicians, but he can't produce a few songs?
Han Zhou took the keys and drove away.
Han Zhou understood where this was. Isn't this Wang Xiya's house?
I picked it up and saw that it was from Uncle Han.
Inside the box is a particularly ugly little key pendant.
Zheng Xiaojun: “I’m talking about this person’s style of doing things.”
Moreover, it does not mean that you should be taller among the short ones.
Han Zhou was confused: "What to take?"
Generally, blockbusters with main themes tell some relatively tragic stories or tragic victories to express the hardships of our ancestors.
Then there's the soundtrack from an independent music studio.
Wang Xiya opened the box.
Isn't it?
It’s just for everyone to eat, you can’t do anything wrong, right?!
Lin Jianqiu: "..."
Until he retired from the army.
Han Sixheng smiled: "How?"
The person who rescued him was a trumpeter.
"Does this count as someone who likes to be in the limelight?"
Han Sixheng agreed: "Everyone has been contacted. You will finish the three interludes in the next few days. If there is anything missing from the other soundtracks, let me know and I will allocate resources."
"Do you have any objections?"
Wang Chuyang grinned: "Even if Zhou Boyun comes, you still have to learn from me how to understand a woman's heart. Let me tell you, this knowledge is profound."
But today Han Sixheng still acted arbitrarily.
That is to say, he is half a generation older than Han Sixheng and dares to talk to Han Sixheng like this.
It only took Yuan Xiaomei five seconds to rehearse a hundred ways to kill Wang Chuyang in her mind.
Han Zhou also explained apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, this song requires a military band choir to sing. I asked the company's musicians to sing it because it didn't taste that good, so it caused trouble for everyone."
He obviously slipped out of training camp.
When the music started playing, Han Sixheng couldn't wait to grab his cannon and fight with the United States.
After some exchanges, it was decided.
Han Zhou smiled and held up his hands: "I'll give in, I'll give in."
Of course Babur knew about Han Zhou of "Love at First Sight" fame.
"But Wang Chuyang is eighteen years old and faces twenty-five, so it can't be said to be puppy love, right?"
Wu Ma: “Aren’t you tired of chatting across a dog?”
Wang Xiya looked at this huge husky plush toy that was more than two meters long.