After arriving at the company, her entire face looked obviously haggard...
Before the upcoming competition, it seemed that all the difficult things to face had befallen her.
Father, Li Yier...
Stop thinking about it! Stop thinking about it! Your head will explode!
I kept persuading myself and tried my best to stop myself from thinking about other things. The current thing is to concentrate on this PK match!
Han Yi'er is giving herself a numbing hypnosis, which seems to be effective.
The elevator reached the 50th floor. She took a deep breath and opened the door to the CEO's office. The scene inside stunned her...
Everyone who is doing this is a respectable role in society, but she is the only one...
She is the only one who is an insignificant "little shrimp"...
Slowly walked in and stood in an inconspicuous corner.
In fact, the protagonist today is obviously her, but everyone seems to have ignored her existence...
"Okay, now that everyone is here, let me tell you the rules of the game." Yun Aotian sat on the office chair and said solemnly, taking out a blue folder: "The two teams are one hour apart.
During the creation time, the questions will be sent to your creative studio in a short while. After that, the PK competition will officially start at 2 o'clock, and the improvised songs you will create will be sung by the singers you designate, and the winners will be selected by the judges."
One hour of creative time is not enough at all, but the equilibrium time of the two teams is the same, so there is no unfairness at all. This competition seems to be about the improvisational literary talents of the two teams of lyricists, and the contrast between the two teams of composers.
Improvisational inspiration for music.
"Let me introduce the members of the two teams first." Closing the clip in his hand, Yun Aotian raised his hand and pointed to the left: "Emperor Group Entertainment Director, Lin Yuze is the composer of this competition."
His eyes changed: "Han Yi'er, director of the screenwriting department of Emperor Group, is the lyricist for this competition."
After his introduction, Lin Yuze and Han Yi'er looked at each other one after another...
It was obvious that this competition was about whether to keep him, but why did he introduce himself with such a position?
While Han Yi'er was still in a daze, Yun Aotian introduced the singers of their team: "The last one is the popular singer of the Emperor Group, Mia."
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Everyone except Yun Aotian was greatly surprised.
I wonder what the hell he did??? How did he arrange this?
I thought Mia was on the Lance team, why is she now on her own team???
Lin Yuze frowned and was puzzled as to what kind of medicine Yun Aotian was selling in the gourd this time!?
"As for the songwriter of the other team, Lance is the director of BMG Group in the United States. The lyricist is Lance's apprentice and the deputy director of BMG Group, Lu Yangzhi. As for the singer, it is Gwendolyn, an artist of BMG Company..."
After Yun Aotian completed the introduction one by one, Lin Yuze looked at Lu Yangzhi opposite, who was wearing a white suit, with a hint of provocation!
A sinister smile instantly formed on the corner of his mouth, and he walked up to the man named Lu Yangzhi in two steps: "Senior, long time no see."
Hearing his joking voice, Lu Yangzhi's eyes were filled with hostility for a moment, and he stared at him silently.
He raised his eyebrows and looked him up and down: "What's wrong, senior? China can't survive anymore? Are they all defecting to the Americans?" Lin Yuze's words were very sharp, and everyone present could feel that he was deliberately targeting them.
The man in front of me.
"Director Lin..."
Just when Lance was about to speak, Yun Aotian, who was watching the fire from the other side, stopped being silent. He coughed lightly and smiled slyly: "Lance, your company's Vice Director Lu and President Lin are old friends. Why do you bother them to reminisce about the past?"
It was obvious that he was defending Lin Yuze. After all, this was the Emperor's place, and Lance would have to keep quiet no matter how unwilling he was.
But Lu Yangzhi was no longer silent, frowned, and said angrily to Lin Yuze: "Don't be too proud!!"
"How dare I?" With a mocking smile, his face instantly became extremely cold, his eyes flashed, and he reached out and knocked the folder out of Lu Yangzhi's hand.
"you……"
"Senior treated me like this at that time, right?" He laughed wildly and turned to look at Han Yi'er: "Director Han, the creative room is ready. Please come with me." After that, he
With a proud look on his face, he stepped hard on the clamp on the ground and led Han Yi'er out of the president's office gracefully.
As soon as she walked out of the office door, Han Yi'er couldn't help but ask: "Director Lin, do you have any grudge against Mr. Lu just now?"
"Qian?" He shook his head lightly, and his eyes gradually became melancholy: "Not really..." He smiled slightly, showing a sense of bitterness: "It was just that he stepped on me back then..."
Looking back a few years ago, the man named Lu Yangzhi was the most powerful person in the Asian music industry and his stage name was Michael. At that time, everyone in the entertainment industry knew about him!
Lin Yuze rushed out of his thatched cottage, admiring him sincerely, and asked him for advice on his works with admiration.
But who knows...
Not only did he receive a share of ridicule from Mi Gao, but his self-esteem was trampled to pieces by Mi Gao...
From then on, Lin Yuze secretly vowed that one day he would trample this man severely under his feet to wash away the shame of that day!
He finally lived up to his expectations and came forward proudly, but Michael disappeared from the Asian entertainment industry.
Who could have imagined that Michael Lu would change his name, join bmg company, and accept Lance as his master?
Oh, if it weren't for Yun Aotian's help today, I might never be able to avenge the insult I received back then in my lifetime.
But after thinking about it, I finally understand what medicine Yun Aotian sells in his gourd!!
Humph, he really deserves to be called the Satan of the business world!
After thinking about it, Lin Yuze smiled strangely and took the elevator to the vacant creative room No. 1...
The wall color in the creative room is all red, because red is the color that inspires creative inspiration, and it is also the tone of progress.
After waiting for less than 5 minutes, a lady delivering the questions handed an envelope to Lin Yuze.
Looking at the envelope, Han Yi'er's heart began to beat uneasily, hoping that it would not be the topic Fang Yaru mentioned before, but...
“Old Shanghai in the 1970s?”
After Lin Yuze announced the topic, her already nervous expression suddenly became extremely solemn, her brows were knitted together, and she lowered her head in silence...
Her abnormal changes could not escape Lin Yuze's eyes, which were barely observant. After thinking for a moment, he walked up to her in small steps and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is this question difficult??"
"No..." She shook her head in embarrassment, not knowing how to tell him at all. She clenched her fists tightly, took a breath, and looked directly at him with shame: "Director Lin, I already knew this topic this morning.
Already."
"..." He scratched his head helplessly and laughed twice: "What do I think it is? Is this the case?"
"You?" She looked at him in surprise, not knowing why his reaction was so unremarkable. He had just heard the question. Wasn't he curious?
"Fang Yaru told you, right?"
As soon as these words came out, she became even more curious: "How do you know?"
"Because..." He sighed, pulled out a chair, and sat on it: "She also told me. She probably didn't mean any harm, so you don't have to mind."
Lin Yuze didn't know the subtle relationship between Fang Yaru and Han Yi'er at all. Based on his understanding of Fang Yaru, he felt that she was not a bad person, so he didn't worry too much about the motivation behind the leak of her question.
But he didn't care. Han Yi'er's upright character couldn't put her mind at ease: "Isn't this considered cheating?"
He propped one hand on the table and looked at her with a bit of laughter and tears: "Let me ask you, are your lyrics the work of your own creation?"
"kindness."
"That's serious? You didn't plagiarize, you just knew the title in advance. What kind of cheating is that?" He gently soothed her uneasy mood, picked up a pen and roughly drew a few lines of music: "I guess your words have already been published.
?Now read it to me sentence by sentence. Do not repeat it. Just pause for a minute after reading each sentence."
Now Lin Yuze has completely entered the preparation state, his attitude is extremely serious, and his mind is empty except for music.
Han Yi'er didn't know that he was fully immersed in it, and looked at Lin Yuze with doubtful eyes. Could it be that he could compose a song by reciting a sentence by himself?
"Hurry..." Lin Yuze was a little impatient with the waiting, and was about to curse...
"The moonlight is so blurry, and the earth is covered with night fog." Han Yi'er quickly read out the first sentence...
Lin Yuze's mouth instantly raised a smile of satisfaction, and he wrote furiously to outline the notes one by one.
In the silent music room, one could only hear Han Yi'er's voice reciting poetry, and the crisp sound of the penholder rubbing against the paper...
Time passed little by little...
She had already finished narrating the words she inspired. In order not to disturb Lin Yuze's impromptu inspiration, she stood there like a log after reading the words, not daring to take a step.
"OK!" He clenched his fists, raised the lyrics in his hands, and showed an excited smile!
Seeing this, Han Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief and almost collapsed on the ground...
"You...haven't you ever moved?" Lin Yuze asked her in disbelief.
"Yes." He nodded with a very innocent expression.
"..." She was so cute. I guess I have never seen such a silly and cute girl in my life. He shook his head helplessly, and walked to her side with a bit of laughter and tears: "You should take a rest first.
."
"No, let's give the lyrics to Miss Mia."
After hesitating for a moment, he forcibly pulled her to sit on the stool and said thoughtfully: "What about you, rest first, I'll hand it over to Mia, and I'll come find you later!"