If you want to do business anywhere, if you want to be big and strong, you must have a strong relationship network based on your own strength.
In the past, in South Korea, the only person Xiao Qian could rely on was Park Yunrang.
Park Yun-rang's status as a member of Congress can indeed help him a lot, but there are also many things that he cannot do.
After all, congressmen are not public officials and do not have visible or tangible power in their hands.
This is also the reason why Xiao Qian relied on SM Company when he first founded Big Hit.
Now that we are on Park Chung-wu's side again, and with the connections of civil servants, it will be much easier in many aspects in the future.
In order to increase Pu Zhongwu's political achievements and promote the song, Xiao Qian decided to do his best.
"Representative nim, do you have any new works? Oh, Mo, come on, let me see, where is the limit of representation?"
Fan girl Jin Yina came online, looking very anxious.
It was obvious that she mistook Xiao Qian for a doraemon.
Every time Xiao Qian comes up with a new piece of music, she gets excited.
"I didn't come here to let you watch a show."
Although Xiao Qian took out the music score, it was obvious that he had thoughts about Jin Yina this time.
"The composition and lyrics of each work are perfect, and there is nothing I need to do."
Jin Yina's tone was very resentful.
She admires Xiao Qian's production ability, and what she desires most is to be able to participate in Xiao Qian's works to improve her own standards.
Who knew that Xiao Qian didn't give him a chance at all, and every time he produced works, they were finished products that could not be improved, which made her as a lyricist helpless.
"You are a talented girl. How could it be useless? I will borrow your talent this time. Don't let me down."
At this time, Jin Yina had already read the music score. When she found that there was only melody and no lyrics, her eyes immediately lit up.
"Does the representative plan to ask me to write the lyrics this time?"
What Jin Yina saw in her eyes was Xiao Qian shaking her head.
"No, there is a more important task for you this time."
Jin Yina was inexplicably surprised and became nervous instinctively.
"I can only compose lyrics."
Xiao Qian pointed at the music score and smiled like a chicken.
"Don't you know how to play the piano?"
Jin Yina was even more confused.
"Of course I will. If you need me to play the piano, no problem."
Seeing that she had taken the bait, Xiao Qian quickly stopped her evil smile.
"Nuna, I'll leave it to you."
The next day, the sun was still bright and the spring breeze was still warm, but Jin Yina was furious.
"Representative Nim, why are you playing the piano here? Also, what's going on with these cameras?"
The roof of Building 63? Xiao Qian smiled particularly innocently.
"Isn't it nice here? You see? You can see the entire scenery of Seoul from here. Playing the piano in such an environment can relax your mood? Isn't it?"
Jin Yina was extremely nervous? She pointed at the staff and cameras around her.
"Then why are there cameras?"
Xiao Qian showed his fangs.
"It's time to shoot the MV."
Jin Yina exploded.
"When did I say I would star in the music video?"
Xiao Qian reached out.
"But you said that I'll leave the piano playing to you. Did you say this on your own initiative? I didn't force you."
Jin Yina pulled her hair in pain and wanted to cry but had no tears.
"No? I don't want to star in the music video. You guy? How can you lie to people?"
Xiao Qian blocked her way and used her trump card.
"Nuna, look, there are so many staff here? They are all here for today's work. If you don't show up? Isn't everyone's hard work in vain?"
He pulled Jin Yina around again and showed her the sky in the distance.
"Look, for the filming, even helicopters were dispatched. Do you know how much it costs to dispatch a helicopter? This is a public expense of the Seoul City Government and taxpayers' taxes. If it is just wasted? The city government has no way to deal with it.
Let the people explain."
Looking at the helicopter approaching on the horizon and the camera set up on the side door of the helicopter? Jin Yina almost fainted.
"Damn it, you are a liar, a liar!"
Seeing Jin Yina loosened up? Xiao Qian quickly said something nice.
"Hey, Nuna? Don't be angry. Look at you. You're as beautiful as an angel? You're no worse than those big stars. And you don't need to do anything in this MV, just play the piano."
Jin Yina gritted her teeth. If there weren't so many people around, she really wanted to turn into a savage girlfriend and hit some smooth-talking guy first.
There is nothing she can do now. With such a big battle coming out and it being a public welfare project of the city government, there is no way she can escape.
She had no choice but to be taken away by the makeup artist. When she came back, she had put on a pure white sling-length floor-length dress, and was wearing Han Xiu's romantic angel series necklace on her slender neck that glowed with porcelain light.
The sky-blue gemstone glows with a thrilling halo against the milky white skin. I don't know whether it's because the gemstone is too beautiful or the person is too beautiful.
In short, the sounds of swallowing saliva around her made Jin Yina feel a lot better.
Her long hair was completely scattered and cascaded down her smooth and straight back, making her aura even more pure and elegant.
When she sat in front of the piano, even her fingertips were shining with crystal luster.
Many people around were astonished. This was the first time they knew that there was such a beautiful woman hidden in the big hit company.
Just looking at her temperament, she is no worse than Lee Jung Hyun and Ha Ji Won.
"Nuna, let me play the drums for you."
After tricking Jin Yina into playing the piano, Xiao Qian didn't dare to go too far, so she had to play the drums herself.
Just looking at his virtue, Jin Yina is really angry.
"Ah, what are you doing wearing a hat? Why don't you show your face?"
"Haha, the sun is a bit dazzling."
Xiao shamelessly found a reason.
It is impossible to show his face. Once he shows his face, it will not be good if he steals Jin Yina's limelight.
Although Miss Kim doesn't want to be in the limelight.
Anyway, the matter was over, and Jin Yina quickly accepted the reality.
But when she tasted the music score, she discovered something strange.
"This song of yours obviously contains two completely different emotions. It seems more like a song describing a state of mind than music that promotes a city."
Xiao Qian panicked and admired Jin Yina's professionalism.
The pure music he produced this time was of course not originally a piece for publicity, but a work that directly touches the listener's soul.
But who called this song "my soul"?
Xiao Qian easily changed it to "my seoul" and there seemed to be no problem. The pronunciation was almost exactly the same.
Yes, when Xiao Qian agreed to Pu Zhongwu to produce a piece of music for Seoul promotion, the first thing that came to Xiao Qian's mind was this piano song that has a very healing effect.
Soul means soul, and my soul obviously means expressing inner thoughts.
As a result, Xiao Qian changed it to my seoul, which directly became my Seoul.
Yes, although Seoul has not changed its name at this time, Seoul is pronounced Seoul in Korean.
This is also something that troubles Koreans, so in 2005, it was simply changed to Seoul.
Now Xiao Qian has changed the name of the music to "my seoul". For Koreans, there is no cognitive problem.
Of course, he was not unable to explain the fact that the core ideas expressed in the music were inconsistent with the city being promoted.
"The core of this song expresses sadness or happiness, which are the two most abundant human emotions. Noona, look around you, look at this city, this city where all living beings gather, how many people are gathered together
What about the joys and sorrows of Seoul? Some people have gained happiness and joy here, and some people have left sadness and tears here. But whether it is sadness or happiness, Seoul is always so fascinating. I think, this is this city
The charm of it.”
Standing on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the busy urban forest under the rolling clouds, Jin Yina was already fascinated by Xiao Qian's words.
The city below seems to have never been tasted carefully.
Now I calm down and recall the memories left in this city, the streets and alleys I passed through, everything seems to exist before my eyes again.
Unknowingly, she had already left so many laughter and tears here.
But the city never responded and continued to follow the established rhythm day after day.
The forest of this city, just like its ups and downs, also hides the vicissitudes of thousands of years in its extremely tolerant embrace.
Once her thoughts became clear, Jin Yina sat back in front of the piano and gently moved her hands on the keys, as if the comfortable spring breeze was gently telling thousands of stories in the city.
The person listening to the story is already drunk!
