He Yifeng was wearing headphones and staring closely at the computer screen, with veins popping out on his forehead, as if he was about to get angry.
Next to him, Li Leizheng, general manager of Warner Music Greater China, looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Does it sound so good?"
He Yifeng didn't speak, just listened carefully to the singing in his ears. When he heard "Only numb me is left,
"Without the passion of the past", He Yifeng suddenly burst into tears silently.
Li Lei was startled, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed.
"Incredible!"
No one understood what He Yifeng was thinking at this time, and neither did Li Lei. An hour ago, after he saw the most searched song "Old Boy" on Weibo, he downloaded it immediately.
This song, however, maybe due to the different living environment since childhood, Li Lei was not too moved by the song "Old Boy".
But when his assistants and countless staff began to give feedback on the quality of this excellent song from all directions, Li Lei suddenly realized his mistake.
As a non-professional singer and a non-Chinese person, Li Lei, who has brown hair and blue eyes, knows that professional songs require professional Chinese singers to appreciate them.
So, He Yifeng quickly walked out of the gym after receiving the call.
After hearing the song "Old Boy", He Yifeng's reaction caught Li Lei off guard and even made him speechless.
Why would a grown man cry like a child?
Next to him, Li Lei's assistant Shi Xiaolan suddenly felt a throb in his heart when he saw He Yifeng wearing headphones, closing his eyes and crying silently.
She stopped the manager Li Lei who wanted to ask questions, and said softly: "Sincere love, Mr. Li, please don't disturb him!"
Li Lei was a little surprised, but finally followed Shi Xiaolan's suggestion.
Shi Xiaolan took a deep look at He Yifeng. This middle-aged man with tied hair and slightly handsome appearance was once the undisputed king of rock and roll in mainland China. The Windmill Band he led once again became popular in Southeast Asia.
, countless fans went crazy for him and screamed for him.
His youth should of course be the best youth.
However, after his comeback, although he once again entered the ranks of first-line singers, the entire Chinese pop music world did not seem to give him a chance to be crowned king.
In this era, although rock music is still popular, he is no longer the best rock singer.
Whether it is "Really Love You", "Glory Days", or "Fly Higher", "Sudden Self" and other songs, every song represents the rock of the new force.
Every song cannot be expressed by a traditional rock singer like him.
Countless facts tell him that traditional rock has declined in the years since he left, and the new form of rock sung by Li Qing will undoubtedly attract more people who love rock.
To sum up, He Yifeng is no longer people’s favorite rock king.
And what about Li Qing?
Not only is he proficient in rock, but he also seems to be very familiar with love songs, pop, folk songs, etc.
"Look at the flowers falling all over the sky
wither at the most beautiful moment
Who will remember that this world once came?"
Who will remember that I was here?
He Yifeng took off his headphones, stood up, and wiped away his tears. Although his face still had the cold attitude, his expression was slightly sluggish, which was completely different from the one he had just finished working out.
Is this song so magical?
Li Lei was stunned. When he was about to ask something, He Yifeng turned around silently, opened the door and left without even looking at him, as stubborn as a wounded lone wolf.
Li Lei was shocked in his heart. Finally, he put on his headphones without believing in evil, picked up the mouse and clicked to play again.
After a while, he put down his headphones dejectedly, turned around and asked his assistant: "What's so good about this song?"
"This is the most touching song I have heard this year!" Shi Xiaolan said seriously.
Li Lei suddenly bared his teeth and looked at the tens of thousands of comments and retweets on Bao Yunyun's Weibo post. He said angrily: "Call all the songwriters in the company and let them learn.
Look at what composition is and what lyrics are! Look at the songs written by others, and then look at the songs written by these people...oh, UK!"
Tokyo, Wasp Culture Agency Office.
"Have you heard of it?"
Leng Ling handed the Walkman in his hand to Mu Guiying: "Maybe you should listen to it."
Mu Guiying put down the report in her hand and looked at her suspiciously: "What is it?"
"A song." Leng Ling said calmly.
Mu Guiying smiled, "It's just a song, why are you so solemn?"
As she spoke, she put the headphones of her Walkman into her ears. Just for a moment, she said angrily: "Is it Li Qing's song?"
"Yeah." Leng Ling nodded: "New songs, new songs released through the Internet."
"Online publishing?"
Mu Guiying frowned. She wanted to take off her earphones and refuse to listen to Li Qing's song, but just for a moment, she raised her hand and listened.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Leng Ling turned around, poured herself a cup of hot tea, sat on the sofa and sipped it slowly. Even after waiting for a long time, she began to leisurely read fashion magazines.
Five minutes later, Mu Guiying took off her headphones expressionlessly, looked at Leng Ling, and fell into silent silence.
Leng Ling opened the fashion magazine and said, "Have you finished listening?"
Mu Guiying said nothing.
Leng Ling asked again: "How do you feel?"
Mu Guiying suddenly asked: "Did anything happen between you... and Li Qing?"
Leng Ling was surprised: "Why do you think so?"
"Intuition." Mu Guiying's expression was slightly cold: "My intuition has always been very accurate. I always feel that there have been some changes in you recently."
"Oh, really?" Leng Ling said lightly, "Maybe it's an illusion."
Mu Guiying put the Walkman aside and said: "The box office share of "The Apple Tree" has been accounted for, and I have been given another amount of funds from above. Together with these funds, I feel that it is time to implement the plan."
Leng Ling looked at Mu Guiying quietly and finally said: "Think twice before you act."
Mu Guiying smiled scornfully: "Today's expedition is like a wounded native dog. How long can it last in the face of fully armed hunters?"
"It's up to you, I don't care." After Leng Ling finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued reading the magazine.
"The hunter never has more than one prey."
Mu Guiying looked at the earphone in her hand, with a hint of coldness in the corner of her eyes: "After finishing the expedition, we can go find another beast to settle the score!"