Color Collection System

Chapter 129

small horns in ears

Hiding under the covers and reading comics

Although I'm still in the ivory tower
How I want to grow up overnight

dear mom and dad

don't call me a fool
Although I am obedient
It doesn't mean I don't have ideas
I like sweet and sour, this is the real me

Every day is very new to me

my picky palate
has the most unique difference

After laying out the general instrument tools, Zhang Rilong chose a girly voice to sing.

He actually doesn't know how to sing with a female voice, and has always turned on a voice changer, and he also solved some defects through later tuning.

After roughly singing a few rhythmic tunes and composing the music on the mobile phone, Zhang Rilong entered the lyrics in his memory on the mobile phone.

"The name is "Sweet and Sour Is Me". I wrote it casually. As for whether there is any plagiarism or reference, you can check it yourself."

Zhang Rilong looked at Jiang Wanyuan.

Jiang Wanyuan took a deep breath, and then quickly applauded.

clap clap clap!
"Okay! Mr. Zhang, your talent, we can rest assured that it is reliable!"

Jiang Wanyuan was very relieved towards Zhang Rilong, "Don't worry, I am a well-known director in the circle no matter what, even if this song is not popular, my old face will help you talk, just don't worry about the employer! "

The showbiz doesn't like this kind of remorse, talent, since the money is collected, it won't be refunded.

Xu Yunyun already knew Zhang Rilong's golden mouth, and now she was only proud and excited.

Zhu Yuwei saw Zhang Rilong's talent for the first time, and her face was full of shock and curiosity.

After arriving in the capital, Zhu Yuwei was dizzy and dizzy, and now she has not realized why Zhang Rilong is so awesome!
Zhang Rilong said to Jiang Wanyuan: "Don't bother me any longer, just bring me business. I just want to solve a few things quietly now, let's forget about writing songs. If you come to me again, I will be annoyed. If someone annoys me It is easy to have resistance, and then nothing can be written.”

Jiang Wanyuan said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't look for you for songwriting. After you say that, I'll come to you again. Isn't that shameless?"

Zhang Rilong smiled, "Then why haven't I arrived at the restaurant in front of me?"

"You've only been in the car for less than five minutes." Jiang Wanyuan looked at his watch, then at Zhang Rilong's wrist, "You're not good at what you do, you look too shabby."

"Don't worry about it, I've always come here as I feel comfortable." Zhang Rilong didn't want to be so high-profile, especially things like showing off his wealth are very contradictory, because it will really bring a lot of trouble.

Jiang Wanyuan said, "I'll give you the girl's contact information."

"No, let's meet again later." Zhang Rilong politely refused.

Jiang Wanyuan nodded, and said again: "Then you release me from the blacklist, and I will contact you next time if there is any cooperation."

This time Zhang Rilong did not refuse, and released him from the blacklist in front of Jiang Wanyuan.

Jiang Wanyuan was happy now, "If you want to make a film and find someone, say hello to me. I dare not say anything else in the capital. The most important thing is people. There are young people with dreams everywhere!"

Zhang Rilong said indifferently: "It's a little too inappropriate to talk about this while sitting in a luxury car."

"Haha! Then don't talk about this." Jiang Wanyuan turned his head to Jiang Yundan who was sitting behind and said, "Yundan, you haven't said hello to Teacher Zhang yet, have you? Be polite and say hello to Teacher Zhang."

Jiang Yundan stood up in a half-squat, stretched out his hand to Zhang Rilong and said, "Mr. Zhang, I forgot to say hello to you just now."

Zhang Rilong stretched out his hand to shake the other party's hand, which was regarded as adding friends, "It's okay, I don't have a good relationship with my family, and I don't like being dragged to get to know people."

After the two sat down, Jiang Wanyuan continued: "The capital is such a good place, don't you want to come to a few houses?"

Zhang Rilong shook his head and continued to look out the window, "No, I have a headache when I think about house tax and property fees."

Jiang Wanyuan said: "You are such an old man, it's unreasonable to have few houses, let alone decorate things, there is no room for a few beautiful women."

Zhang Rilong has no such idea for the time being.

Jiang Wanyuan said: "I owe you a favor this time, and it's also considered that we have disclosed the matter before and agreed. I have already packed up my room near the Chinese opera. It doesn't matter how long you live in the past. You If you live in a hotel, there will be many female stars who visited you in the past."

After a little thought, Zhang Rilong nodded and accepted the help.

Jiang Wanyuan was obviously incapable of blocking Zhang Rilong.

Not to mention him, no director has the energy to block Zhang Rilong.

Zhang Rilong himself did not commit any illegal acts. Even if he was blocked except for some scandals, it is estimated that only the circle in the imperial capital would respond.

Other places will ignore your call, they only care about actual interests.

Zhang Rilong’s background is higher than others, whether it’s a Chinese ghost story or returning home, they can be regarded as ancient songs, and "Men should be self-improving" lifts him to the scope of positive energy singers, which is a bit similar to meritorious body protection.

If you want to ban Zhang Rilong, scandals alone are not enough. You also need a lot of energy to suppress all local counties and cities, so that those officials who are in urgent need of achievements will ignore Zhang Rilong, a golden chicken that lays eggs.

In the Beijing circle, if the director stood up and called on everyone to block Zhang Rilong, Hangzhou would give you a warning for ignorance.

Jiang Wanyuan thought carefully about Zhang Rilong's influence and the path he could take in the future.

He found that no matter which way Zhang Rilong took, he could easily reach a position higher than his own height.

So it is too stupid to hold grudges, and I am not alone, I really offended a big man who can't afford to offend, and my children and disciples will not be easy to mix in this circle in the future.

Enemies should be resolved rather than tied, so Jiang Wanyuan quickly sent Zhang Rilong to the prepared little courtyard to rest.

***
After only the driver and Jiang's father and daughter were in the car, Jiang Wanyuan said to his daughter beside him, "Give me a copy of the video in the car later, and send the other copy to Meng Yaoyao."

Jiang Yundan said: "Okay, Dad, do you really think he wrote the song just now? I feel like it was prepared in advance."

Jiang Wanyuan smiled, "If he can write this kind of song, it means he has this kind of talent. You can't always think that everything is fake about such a talented person. A genius, besides bad temper, also has A talent that normal people can't comprehend, that's a genius."

"If you think it's fake, it's because he is a genius. If a genius can meet the expectations of ordinary people, then he is not a genius."

Jiang Yundan also believes that Zhang Rilong is really talented.

Soon the video of Zhang Rilong in the car was sent to the Meng family, and a dozen members of the Meng family also saw the so-called talent.

A few minutes into the car, Zhang Rilong just saw Meng Yaoyao's appearance and voice, and then wrote a sweet song suitable for a young girl for this female high school student who he thought was "very sweet".

"Great talent!" The old man of the Meng family looked at the screen on his phone with reading glasses, and praised: "This is the kind of literati mentioned in ancient books, with eloquence and suave style."

People tend to be conservative when they get old. Although the old man of the Meng family was avant-garde when he was young, he still likes this kind of sweet song written by Zhang Rilong, and is also satisfied with this kind of sweet song that fits his impression of a little girl.

(End of this chapter)