"There's nothing I can do. The contract has been signed. I'm already done with it. I can't waste any more time."
"We must pay attention to quality. If you urge him like this, he should stop fooling us." Zhan Yan'er said angrily.
"He's back!" Zhu Qingyue immediately looked at the screen with bright eyes.
The above reply said: It is currently being created.
Zhu Qingyue immediately replied: Looking forward to the masterpiece!
Zhan Yaner smiled and said: "So, you can't eat hot tofu if you are anxious."
Zhu Qingyue sighed: "We have too few songwriters. If there were more, I wouldn't be so anxious."
"By the way, ask him if he is interested in the opening and ending songs of that web series?"
"I don't think he's interested. This is a costumed youth love idol drama that young people like. He is an uncle, so he probably doesn't like this kind of subject matter."
"Is he really an uncle?" Zhan Yan'er didn't believe it.
"Who among the young people can write a song like "Kiss Goodbye"? And if you look at his TT profile, he looks like an uncle, but he might still be an uncle!"
Zhan Qier nodded and said: "Both uncle and uncle, they are all young. How would you know if you don't ask."
"All right."
Zhu Qingyue entered information again:
The east wind is raining heavily. We are not interested in the opening and ending themes of the web drama on the homepage of Tianqi website. The producer came to us specifically. If the writing is good, the producer will give us a large sum of money and can also arouse some love.
If the audience watching the online drama pays attention, wouldn't you become more famous?
Lin Fei replied: Oh, I have read this. Please send me the specific content. You can't just write it without looking at the plot. It must fit the plot.
Well, I'll send it to you right now.
Just give me a more detailed introduction.
OK.
Zhu Qingyue immediately sent over a document introducing the play.
Lin Fei opened it and saw that it was a time-travel drama. It tells the story of an injured white fox who was saved by a woodcutter boy. However, the woodcutter boy fell into a cliff and died because of saving her. After the boy died, he was reincarnated as a hard-working student a thousand years later.
The poor young man.
The white fox, after practicing for thousands of years, became a beautiful fox fairy. She wanted to repay the boy's kindness, so she went to the West Lake where the reincarnated boy was, created a beautiful encounter, and a tortuous and touching love story took place from then on.
It's very similar to The Legend of White Snake, but the heroine is a white fox fairy. Lin Fei immediately thought of many books, TV series and songs with related themes in his previous life.
The song "Waiting Once in a Thousand Years" is very suitable for this TV series and can be used as the opening song.
The end of the film is a little more tender, and that's "White Fox".
Haha, this is the benefit of time travel, Lin Fei is very satisfied.
He immediately started to take action, and the arrangement part was quickly completed, but the singing made him helpless. These two songs must be sung by a woman to have charm.
He can only sing a demo first, and then let the web drama producer find a singer.
However, he still tried singing with a female voice, and the effect was very good. It turned out that this predecessor had such a good voice, no wonder someone framed him, it must be envy and jealousy.
He had finished recording the song and it was already afternoon.
I saw Dawn Misty Online on my computer and sent a message:
The opening and ending songs have been recorded. Should I upload them to the website or send them directly to the web drama producer?
Zhu Qingyue was shocked, so fast!
Reply immediately:
Don’t post it online yet, let’s show it to the web drama producers first. If they like it, we will post it online then and we can also promote the drama.
Okay, I'll send it to you right now, give me your email address.
tt currently does not have the function of transmitting video and audio, so it can only be sent through email.
Zhu Qingyue immediately sent the email.
Lin Fei sorted it out and sent it to her, and then started recording new songs to upload to the website.
Which song to sing? Mu Ningxue and Luo Feifei who had appeared in this life appeared in his mind, as well as Yun'er and Zhang Lan whom he met after time travel.
Of course, there are thousands of people from the past life, and thousands of goodbyes forever.
He suddenly thought of a classic song by Chen Tianwang, "Ten Years".
In total, he and Mu Ningxue have known each other for exactly ten years. They fell in love at that time, but now they are worlds apart. Even if they meet, the unforgettable hurt will make each other strangers or enemies.
Lin Fei didn't want to become enemies with Mu Ningxue, he wanted to at least become a friend, even an ordinary friend, someone who could talk to each other, or at least say sorry.
Ten years ago, he met Mu Ningxue and fell in love. Ten years later, they no longer saw each other.
There is also Luo Feifei, who has not seen each other for almost two decades. Yuner and Zhang Lan may not meet again until ten years later, or they may never meet again.
Everyone has ten years, and the meaning of ten years is different for everyone.
The melody had already popped out from the keys under Lin Fei's hand, the soothing music flowed gently, and Lin Fei sang with tears streaming down his face.
Lin Fei's voice was very suitable for this song. After singing it only once, Lin Fei felt that there was no need for a second time.
Perhaps the emotion has been integrated into the melody and singing just now, perfect
fit together.
Songs sung with heart can move people more.
Lin Fei did not contact Zhu Qingyue through TT, but directly uploaded the song to Tianqi Music Network.
After finishing the transfer, I closed the computer, left the villa, and ran to Zhongping Street. After staying at home for a day, I had to go do some activities.
I secretly thought that I had forgotten that I was still a master in the martial arts gym, so I had to go quickly. People cannot allow you to be unorganized and undisciplined just because you have won a few boxing matches.
Lin Fei came to Tianxing Martial Arts Gym, but found that the martial arts gym was closed. He immediately dialed Zhou Wenhui's number.
When this guy was still drunk last night, he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Wei and the others and left without saying hello to him. This is not his style. Something must have happened.
"Master." Zhou Wenhui's voice was slightly hoarse.
"What are you doing?"
"It's time to play!"
"Fart, tell me the truth!"
"Hey, Zhang Wei's brother, Zhang Guanping, was beaten last night and is still in the hospital."
"What's going on?"
"I don't know! Brother Ping was in the bar last night. By the way, the master probably doesn't know. Brother Ping is also in charge of a bar on Honghua Street."
"Is it also Brother Xiong's property?"
"Yes, a few people went to drink last night. Suddenly someone said that they had a stomachache. They scolded the bar for having a problem with the drinks. Brother Ping was angry and beat them out. Who would have thought
After a while, thirty or forty people showed up, all of them fierce and vicious, and beat up Brother Ping and the others, leaving the bar in a mess. It is estimated that it will not be able to open in a short time."
"Who are those people?"
"I don't know. One of Brother Ping's brothers is sober. When I asked him, he didn't know. He said he didn't know him at all, and he seemed to know kung fu."
Lin Fei wondered: "It's not Duan Li and other underground forces."
"He can't tell clearly. Anyway, he doesn't know anyone. It stands to reason that anyone who has been around Beijiang can recognize a few people..."
"This is strange."
It's a bit incredible that he is not an underground force, but he can find thirty or forty people in an instant, and he also knows kung fu.
"Brother Zhang Ping, are you okay?"
"His arm was broken, several ribs were broken, and he received several blows on the head. He is still in a coma now."
"So serious!"
"Isn't that right? Zhang Wei has been crying all night. It's really heartbreaking."
"I'll go take a look."
"No need, master, let's wait until he wakes up. He's still unconscious now."
"Okay, give Zhang Wei some comfort."
"I see."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Fei secretly thought that if Zhang Ping was beaten, Yang Xiong would be furious and take revenge. It seemed that the underground forces in Beijiang were about to start a bloody storm.
But it has nothing to do with him. Even though Qing Lang Duan Li has been provoked now, as long as they no longer cause trouble for him, he will naturally not go up against an underground force and there is no need to attract hatred.
At this time, Lin Feida's phone rang again, and it was an unknown number.
"Hello."
"Brother Lin, I am Ning Zhonghe." A cheerful voice came from the other side.
"Ning Zhonghe?"
"That's Lao Ning who was a guest at Chu Nanfeng's house that day."
Lin Fei suddenly realized, "Mr. Ning!"
"Haha, my phone broke down two days ago and I can't find your number. Didn't Nanfeng call me this morning and give me his number? He told you all about it."
"Oh, Brother Chu told me everything."
"So are you free tonight?"
"available."
"That's great! My friend will arrive in Beijiang soon. He wants to have dinner at home, so I won't bother my little brother tonight."
"Don't talk about trouble. It's an honor for me, Lin Fei, that Mr. Ning can look up to me." Lin Fei smiled and said, "Where does Mr. Ning live? I'll go there right away."
"I'll send someone to pick you up. It's not easy to find my home."
"Well, I'm on Changping Street in Zhongping District."
"Just wait there. The driver will pick you up in a while and call you then."
Half an hour later, the driver picked up Lin Fei.
The vehicle drove to the eastern suburbs of Beijiang. Along the way there were red maple leaves and winding mountain roads. After passing through a tree-lined road, a majestic manor came into view.
The architectural style that combines east and west, the grand layout, especially the garden-like courtyard, demonstrate the power and status of the owner.
This old man Ning is not simple. This is the most magnificent house Lin Fei has seen in Beijiang.
There are no other houses around, so it can be seen that only Ning Lao's family lives nearby.
Six men in straight suits stood at the door, looking solemnly at the car carrying Lin Fei.
Their aura was calm, their movements were well-trained, and their waists were slightly bent, and they even had guns with them.
A person stopped the vehicle, and the driver smiled and said, "This is the chef invited by Mr. Ning."
The man's eyes were like lightning, as if he wanted to see through Lin Fei. He scanned Lin Fei up and down for a moment before nodding.
The car door opened automatically, and the car drove onto the spacious bluestone road, passing by a garden with beautiful autumn scenery. Several gardeners caught Lin Fei's attention. Oh my god, why did this gardener carry a gun?
Lin Fei was the king of soldiers in his previous life, what could be hidden from his eyes?
The driver drove slowly to the front of the villa.