Two students in the front seat were competing over who was the new generation singer.
"Fang Yuan and Mu Zi Li are both excellent in singing and composition. They are the closest to Shuang Lu Yi Chen in the new generation."
"Who is Fangyuan? Muzi Li only had one nomination for the Golden Song Award, but Ke Ke took away the Golden Dove Award in front of Shuanglu Yichen. Believe it or not, in a few years, Shuanglu Yichen will change his name to Shuanglu
Lu Yichen is wrong." The classmate said very happily and felt honored.
Jiang Yang knew about this pair of Lu Yichen.
They are evergreens in the music world and often produce highly popular works, some of which are heard by many people.
He leaned forward and said, "Li Yu is actually half a year younger than Ke Ke."
It's just too early for a genius to debut.
The two students in front were still arguing, but when they heard this, they turned around and looked at him secretly.
This is going to be a Landlord fight. They are still debating whether to defuse the bomb and play their cards early. Jiang Yang has already lost the big king.
In the past, when the Big Devil didn't appear, some people were still angry.
Now the king of "Farewell" has returned, and no one dares to touch the big devil anymore. Touching porcelain again is like hitting a stone with an egg. It should be treated as a joke by other celebrity fans. When fans are arguing, it should be put on the top of the list for people to watch.
How stupid are the fans?
Jiang Yang's words ruined all the fun of their argument on the road.
Jiang Yang, who had done evil, turned his head and looked out the window.
This is real.
Maybe because Li Qingning debuted early, was too brilliant, and then retired in the middle, many people subconsciously forgot that she was still young.
Unlike others, a debut requires opportunity.
When Li Qingning was performing on the street, playing and singing her own works, and raising money to buy drum teaching materials, a musician who went to meet her mentor saw her talent and introduced her mentor's daughter to the record company.
Then, he becomes a great devil.
Jiang Yang sometimes feels that his wife is a child of a plane, and her fate favors everything.
The bus arrived at the subway station. Under the silent eyes of the primary school students, Jiang Yang got off the bus and transferred to the subway. When he got out of the subway, it was already past lunch time. He could have bought a fast food below, but Jiang Yang was a little eager to let go.
And he is a bit strange. When he releases water, he can release it in a strange place, but when he is nearby, he likes to release it in his own territory.
This is the opposite of dogs.
Li Qingning said that he had a good habit of not letting his wealth go to outsiders.
Jiang Yang went straight to the elevator. Fortunately, the elevator was on the first floor. After he got on the elevator, he pressed the floor button and closed the elevator door in one go. But just as the elevator door was about to close, a hand appeared and blocked the door.
A woman apologized to Jiang Yang and waited for people outside to get on the elevator.
but--
This is also too slow.
Jiang Yang took a look and saw a cold-faced, cool man walking slowly over with his hands in his pockets.
Jiang Yang couldn't help but frown.
His bladder is going to explode. Brother, if you take two steps quickly, he will die.
The cool man glanced at Jiang Yang casually, turning a blind eye to his frown, and got on the elevator. After the elevator door closed, he glanced at Jiang Yang again. When he stood facing the elevator door, he couldn't help but look back at Jiang Yang.
Yang glance.
Jiang Yang couldn't help but lower his head. Although the gate was in danger, it was still under control. What was this man looking at?
However, looking at the assistant and others accompanying him, he seems to be a celebrity.
Is there another celebrity studio in this building?
Jiang Yang didn't think too much.
The agent next to the cool man was also sizing up Jiang Yang.
She felt that with Jiang Yang's figure and face, with a little packaging, he would be another little meat, fresher than the little meat next to her. So, when the elevator door opened, the agent wanted to talk to Jiang Yang
Chat a few words, "Handsome guy, I want to..."
"I don't want to, I don't want to."
Jiang Yang asked them to give way. The only thing he was thinking about now was his bladder, "I'm in a hurry to go to the toilet, thank you."
He couldn't run now, because if he ran, the gate would probably burst. He walked quickly to the bathroom, shuddered, let out a long breath, shook his head finally, put away the tools, and washed his hands at the sink.
Feel better.
It's like completing a big task.
He entered the company and saw people from Li Qingning's company receiving the group of people who had just come in.
They also saw Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang pushed the door open and entered Li Qingning's office. People in the company were already used to this, but the manager and Xiao Xianrou couldn't help but be startled, wondering about the identity of the kid they met in the elevator.
"What do they do?"
Jiang Yang pointed at the group of people outside the glass.
Li Qingning is watching "The Little Prince".
She looked up and saw people from the film and television department receiving the reception, "They are probably discussing the theme song for the film and television drama."
As the company's business grows, Li Qingning now rarely gets involved in things that have nothing to do with her music.
Sister Chen is in charge of this.
Their company has lyricists, composers, arrangers, and excellent music producers such as Mr. Hong who are in charge and check the quality. They do not have high requirements for music quality, or they leave the OST business of film and television dramas with low money to young musicians to practice.
Enough.
Li Qingning only takes action when important customers cooperate.
Li Qingning let Jiang Yang read these two books of "The Little Prince".
These two books were sent over by Sister Chen in the morning, one hardcover version and one paperback version. Li Qingning asked Jiang Yang to sign the hardcover version, and she would send it to her parents later to let them know that they
I have a talented son-in-law.
"this--"
Jiang Yang felt that this was too arrogant, "Besides, one hardcover edition is not enough. Not only for relatives, at least one for each of my parents should be given."
Li Qingning nodded, "That's right."
When they get off work, they will buy a few more books.
Jiang Yang saw that Li Qingning had been rubbing her wrists and fingers and took her hand over, "What's wrong?"
Li Qingning said, "I practice piano, my hands are sore."
She is preparing for tomorrow's "Walker's Song".
She will not sing in this program, but there will be a piano solo in the outro, and she will do it then.
"Here, let me rub it for you."
Jiang Yang took both of her hands over and said, "This is my treasure."
Li Qingning kicked him lightly and said, "Not serious."
Jiang Yang blinked, not knowing what was wrong.
He helped Li Qingning gently stretch his fingers. After working for a few times, his stomach growled hungry.
"Didn't have lunch?"
Li Qingning poked Jiang Yang's chest and ordered a meal for Jiang Yang from the fast food restaurant below on his mobile phone.
Jiang Yang told Zhang Zhu that he had been a parent this morning and talked about life with Xiaohu.
"You."
Li Qingning was convinced that his husband could chat with a stupid kid for a while.
After the pain in Li Qingning's hand eased, Jiang Yang sat down at his desk and turned on the computer. He wanted to chat with Xiaohu in the morning and write down some of the "Miracle Boy" fragments he had unearthed in his memory.
As long as you dig along these fragments, you can finish writing a book in no time.
Li Qingning sat on the sofa and did not move. She felt that her husband was really handsome when he was writing seriously. Why didn't the fast food come? Just when Li Qingning was about to urge him, he heard chaos outside, at the recording studio.
She didn't move, and Sister Chen went to deal with it.
After a while, Sister Chen and Fast Food came in.
Li Qingning took out the contents of the takeout bag one by one, opened them, placed them in front of Jiang Yang, and asked Sister Chen: "What's going on over there?"
"It's that web drama from Haitang Entertainment."
The quality of the ancient puppet show that Wen Nier invested in was not bad, but the early stage marketing was not in place and the data was not very good. "Do you know, do you know" relied on the signature of Koi Studio, because the tune was very good and it became a small hit.
This drove the later data of this drama to come up.
This has made many film and television production companies recognize their company's music production capabilities and come to cooperate.
Many companies want actors to sing the OSTs of these film and television dramas. The young guy who came just now is the star of an online drama. The production company recommended him to sing, but the sound mixer tested his ability.
back--
"how to say--"
Sister Chen could only say that the sound mixer hired by Li Qingning with an annual salary of one million did not want to burden herself, so she recommended another actor to try.
Then Xiao Xianrou and her agent stopped working.
"They thought they were delaying Jiang Yang when they got on the elevator——"
Sister Chen stopped, looked at Jiang Yang and wanted to laugh, "We went to the toilet. We deliberately made things difficult for them. We originally planned to come over and apologize, but I comforted them."
Jiang Yang raised his head innocently.
What does this have to do with him? What kind of imagination is this? Is this what he relies on to get into acting?
Li Qingning dipped a French fries in ketchup and fed it to Jiang Yang, "What's wrong with you? You still pick the toilet."
She turned back to Sister Chen and said, "Let's change it. Don't put more burden on the sound mixer. Didn't she say she wanted to have a third child last time?"
Sister Chen:——
What a third child!
There is also an application from the sound mixer to purchase equipment on her desk.