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Studio.

Lu Yuan walked out first.

Wu Qiqi has a high degree of familiarity with the song score, and has a good control over the melody and rhythm.

therefore.

The demo recording of the song was quite smooth, and it was completed in about two or three passes.

Just as Lu Yuan walked out of the door, he suddenly saw a group of people blocking the outside, staring at him with piercing eyes.

The expression is like this ⊙▃⊙.

Very unbelievable.

Director Qian took a deep breath, and slowly suppressed the shock on his face.

"Jiuyue, if I hadn't seen you writing a song with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed it. You wrote this song in less than 10 minutes."

"Whether it's artistic conception, momentum, or the image of a heroine, they are all perfectly expressed."

"You have the qualifications of a song father!"

Facing Director Qian's warm praise, Lu Yuan smiled coyly, a little cautiously.

Immediately.

He reacted.

Isn't the system's song my song?

And I spent 50 points to redeem it, I'm so guilty!

in a blink.

A confident and sunny smile appeared on Lu Yuan's face, and he accepted Director Qian's compliment with peace of mind.

"Thank you, Director."

"I don't know if this song can meet the requirements of Party A. If Party A listens to it and thinks that this song is not suitable for their movie theme song, they will call me back directly."

"Then it's too early for you to praise."

heard.

Director Qian snorted coldly: "My music appreciation level is still there. Although I only listened to the demo of the song, the quality of this song has at least reached the high-quality level."

"If Party A returns the song, it can only show that they are short-sighted."

Lao Qian really has more and more confidence in me... Lu Yuan smiled happily.

Immediately hand over the recorded demo to him.

"Later, I'll help you transfer the demo of the song to the computer mailbox of Party A of the movie."

"I will let you know when there is a result."

Director Qian solemnly collected the demo of the song.

At this time.

Wu Qiqi came out.

Lu Yuan's eyes moved slightly, he walked to her side, and said with a light smile, "Today's milk tea tastes pretty good, thank you."

After speaking.

He turned and left gracefully.

I have hinted so clearly, Wu Qiqi should be able to comprehend it... Lu Yuan muttered to himself.

Please let me prostitute your milk tea for nothing, thank you!

……

Wait until Lu Yuan leaves.

Wu Qiqi came to her senses belatedly.

Her almond eyes suddenly sparkled, like little stars twinkling.

Damn!

Teacher Jiuyue really likes to drink milk tea, it seems that I did not make a mistake.

A cup of milk tea for a song, hee hee, I really made a lot of money... Wu Qiqi felt elated.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she would definitely jump up and cheer loudly.

some days ago.

Wu Qiqi happened to meet Lu Yuan in the elevator.

then.

Lu Yuan was holding a cup of "broad daylight" milk tea in his hand.

Well, it is a large cup, the kind with a capacity of 36D.

The delicate Wu Qiqi immediately remembered this detail.

then.

Every time she had a break from work, she would order a cup of milk tea and deliver it to Lu Yuan herself.

It turns out.

If you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach.

Wu Qiqi succeeded.

It took almost no effort or thought to make Lu Yuan have a certain liking for her.

As soon as I wrote a song, I called her directly.

This kind of treatment and benefits was only enjoyed by Chen Zipei so far.

Wu Qiqi's beautiful eyes reflected Lu Yuan's leaving back, and she squeezed her small cherry mouth tightly.

Pink fist clenched.

He secretly cheered himself up.

"Don't worry, Teacher Jiuyue, I've heard your subtext."

"From now on, you go to work every day, and I will bring you milk tea, the kind in a super large cup."

……

Director Qian returned to the office with the demo of the song.

A group of composers also left the studio one after another.

Shen Chu originally wanted to ask Director Qian to let him listen to the demo of Lu Yuan's song.

but.

Director Qian refused.

The reason is: the quality of the song is not important, the important thing is whether Party A of the movie is satisfied.

Upon hearing this.

Shen Chu felt a little apprehensive.

Naturally, he could hear Director Qian's overtones.

"Hmph, this kid really has two skills! But Director Qian's words are also good, it doesn't really matter if the song is good or bad."

"As long as Party A of the movie is not satisfied, even if Jiuyue writes a golden song, it's useless!"

Think here.

Shen Chu's dull mood eased a little.

He still has a chance to come back.

As long as the songs he writes can satisfy Party A of the movie.

Then.

He will be able to successfully win the call for the movie's theme song, and he will get a 200 million profit share.

"Let's go and see!"

……

Wait until a group of songwriters leave.

Wu Qiqi just started to leave.

Sudden.

There was a commotion outside the studio door.

The sound of numerous footsteps came densely.

It feels like there are thousands of troops galloping here.

Wu Qiqi paused and looked up.

Immediately, I saw the big-name singers of Xingyi, scrambling to squeeze into the door of the recording studio.

Then they all looked around, as if they were looking for someone.

"Qiqi, why are you here? Are you here to record a song?"

After the song, Tang Yanyan swept her beautiful eyes and saw Wu Qiqi.

Wu Qiqi tapped her round chin: "Well, yes, I just finished recording the demo of a song."

heard.

Surprise flashed across Tang Yanyan's beautiful eyes, and she said to herself: Wu Qiqi seems to be recording songs too fast, she only recorded a commercial song a few days ago, and she is recording again today?

She is really lucky, she is only a second-tier singer, but she has received songs many times.

Press the surprise in my heart.

Tang Yanyan did not forget her purpose of coming to the recording studio - to see which song father is recording a song.

but.

She looked left and right, and there was no one blocking the door outside each recording studio.

I was suddenly a little suspicious.

"Qiqi, did a group of gold and ace composers block the door in the recording studio just now?"

Tang Yanyan asked.

Wu Qiqi answered honestly: "Yes."

heard.

Tang Yanyan was a little excited, and hurriedly asked: "Where did they all go? Could it be that Father Qu's song has already been recorded?"

Qu dad?What song father?
Wu Qiqi's face was full of question marks, she was at a loss.

Didn't Teacher Jiuyue record a song here just now, and then attracted a group of composers to watch?

Where did Qu Da come from?

Well, in my heart, Teacher Jiuyue is no worse than the two Qu fathers in the company... Wu Qiqi said secretly.

"They just left." Wu Qiqi blinked Qingche Kazilan's big eyes and said crisply.

The voice just fell.

A group of star artist singers who came in a hurry showed disappointment on their faces.

It's still too late.

Tang Yanyan also sighed softly, feeling a little disappointed.

Sudden.

She looked at Wu Qiqi and asked, "Qiqi, you said you recorded the song just now? Who wrote the song?"

On Wu Qiqi's fat little face, dimples suddenly appeared, revealing crystal silver teeth, and said with a bright smile:
"It's a song written by Teacher Jiuyue."

"A group of composers came to watch just now, and they all blocked the entrance of the recording studio."

boom!
boom!
boom!
heard.

Not only Tang Yanyan was stunned, but even the star singers behind her were also shocked.

September!

September!

It turned out to be September!
We thought it was Father Qu who made the move!

did not expect.

It turned out to be him!

now.

Including Tang Yanyan, all the famous singers of Xingyi are completely messed up!

Wu Qiqi smiled happily: "Hehe, Teacher Jiuyue said that the milk tea I brought him tastes good, so he called me to record a new song as soon as he wrote it."

milk tea?

Do you like milk tea in September?
Suddenly.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the minds of the star singers.

Their eyes lit up, as if they had grasped some important information.