Entertainment: A little bird at the beginning

Chapter 30 Complaints
Fatty was very enthusiastic, Lu Xingyu quickly took the drink and said, "Thank you."

The fat man patted Lu Xingyu's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Thank you, thank you, we will be a family from now on."

On the other side, a woman in a long black dress came over, looked at Lu Xingyu and said, "Charlene, nice to meet you."

Lu Xingyu has already heard from Qu Zhong that this is one of the mid-level composers, and that fat man is one of the two top composers. It has to be said that the appearance of a person is vividly displayed on the fat man, because no matter how you look at it, this fat man Neither looks like a top composer, but he is.

Lu Xingyu quickly stretched out his hand and said, "Lu Xingyu, thank you."

Soon, Qu Zhong, the leader of the composition department, was put aside.

Instead, there were various greetings from several professional composers, especially when they heard that the song "I'm a Little Bird" was actually written by Lu Xingyu, they burst into exclamation for a while.

"Hiss, it turns out that my younger brother is a student of Beijing Film Academy. I am your senior. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me anytime."

"Little Bird was actually written by you, hiss, you are young and your future is limitless."

"Brother, yes, I listened to that song, especially the prelude is great."

"Little Bird should be your original song. The lyrics are good, and the song is also good. It's amazing. I admire it. Next time we have a chance, we will collaborate on a song."

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Lu Xingyu couldn't stand it because everyone said something to each other, so he could only be humble and smile in various ways for a while.

Qu Zhong shook his head helplessly, this is the ethos of composing a piece of music, what kind of people did he bring with him.

With a dry cough, Qu Zhong asked, "Then who went where?"

Without mentioning the name, everyone seems to know it, the fat man chuckled and said, "Look for inspiration."

Qu Zhong was speechless and ignored him, so he could only say: "Okay, Lu Xingyu will leave it to you, and teach him more work."

Everyone responded loudly, but in fact, the composition department really has nothing to do, unless they receive some orders for customized songs, they will make everyone move, and then just compose and write lyrics.

Other times can be arranged freely.

Hearing the words of the seniors, Lu Xingyu's heart was filled with joy. Before, he just thought that the composition was behind the scenes, and it seemed to be more pure.

It is only now that I realize that the job of composing music is also extremely easy, and it really suits me.

After Qu Zhong left, everyone pulled Lu Xingyu and questioned him again.

It's just the first time we met each other, but it seems like we've known each other for a long time, there is no one who is not acquainted.

Lu Xingyu also knew that what Qu Zhong was talking about, another top composer in the composition department, had left the company for half a year with the excuse of "looking for inspiration", which really made people speechless.

At noon, Lu Xingyu was dragged downstairs by the enthusiastic crowd to have a quick meal.

You heard that right, fast food.

Lu Xingyu is usually stingy enough, but...
Lu Xingyu decided to treat them to a big meal next time, even though he doesn't have much money now.

After finishing the meal, everyone said hello and left.

In fact, today was also because Lu Xingyu, a newcomer, was coming, so all the composers who could come were recalled to the company by Qu Zhong in advance.

But now that we have met face-to-face, eaten food, and improved our relationship, it is time to go back to our respective homes.

That fat man was the most powerful, looking at his back, Lu Xingyu felt helpless for a while.

Lu Xingyu didn't even know what the fat man's name was, but he knew that the fat man's stage name was Fatty.

Lu Xingyu knew that many classic songs had been written by this name, especially the lyrics of ancient songs were praised by the big bosses of the Ancient Poetry Association, and they were very powerful.

After everyone left, Lu Xingyu looked at the empty side, and felt that this morning seemed a little unreal.

When everything was quiet, I was thinking about everything that happened today, but I found that a lot of things seemed to happen, but nothing seemed to happen.

Although everyone was praising Lu Xingyu, everyone actually had their own arrogance, and the lowest level was also the ultimate composer.

It's normal for an intern composer like Lu Xingyu to be arrogant.

If Lu Xingyu wasn't too young, and if the song "Little Bird" wasn't really good, these people might not have the attitude they have today.

It had to be said that Lu Xingyu was still very satisfied, at least everyone gave him enough respect.

However, Lu Xingyu felt that this was not enough.

Back at school, Zhao Wen came to complain, but listening to Zhao Wen's words, Lu Xingyu wished he could be beaten to death.

While drinking the milk car, Zhao Wen said, "Brother Yu, I'm so hard."

Lu Xingyu asked: "What's the matter, you frowning?"

Zhao Wen said with emotion: "Didn't I just sing a song, why are there so many girls chasing me, I'm not that good, I'm not that handsome, look, This milk tea was given by a primary school girl, have you seen the pen in your pocket, it’s too difficult to sign your name all morning.”

Lu Xingyu listened to Zhao Wen's complaints, Lu Xingyu nodded, and comforted: "It's really difficult."

As he said that, Lu Xingyu turned Zhao Wen's body slightly, then stretched out his foot, and kicked Zhao Wen's ass.

Zhao Wen was kicked away by Lu Xingyu in an instant, Zhao Wen screamed and said to Lu Xingyu with a smile: "That's because you envy me."

Lu Xingyu couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and said, "Little mosquito, haven't you experienced the beatings of society?"

Seeing Lu Xingyu's smile, Zhao Wen restrained himself and said, "Brother Yu, I was wrong."

Time passed quickly, and a few more days passed. Although Lu Xingyu joined the Yundie Music and Composition Department, he actually only went there twice. Every time he went, he found that there were not many people there, and there was nothing wrong, so he went back to school.

The head of the composition department, Qu Zhong, didn't say too much about it, but told Lu Xingyu: "You can write two more songs. Recently, there are not so many artists who lack songs."

Of course Lu Xingyu agreed, but he was still a newcomer, so he was not in a hurry to hand in the paper.

As for the school, because it was already winter and it was almost the end of the term, the study atmosphere of many people was still very heavy, which made Lu Xingyu, a traveler, a little nervous.

So, I also started to look at the book seriously.

Of course, Lu Xingyu also did the mailing of poems ahead of time. He really couldn't think of too many good poems, and finally sent a child's "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms Blooming".

Of course, the signature is naturally his own name.

But it's not his real name, but after careful and rigorous thinking, he came up with a pseudonym called "Xiaojian".

Good guy, looking at these two words, Lu Xingyu became more and more satisfied.

When sending it out, Lu Xingyu didn't know if it would be used by foreign publications. He could only hope that Haida's literary skills would shock the editors of this world.

Of course, after sending it out, Lu Xingyu actually didn't pay much attention to this matter, and even ignored it for a while.

In the past few days, because of the end of the term, the study atmosphere is very heavy, and I don't know if I have forgotten it.

As for Yundie's composition department, there was no news. It seemed that they wanted Lu Xingyu to study hard and prepare for the final exam.

But when he was reading in Lu Xingyu's library, the buzzing sound of his mobile phone startled Lu Xingyu.

Pick it up and look at Qu Zhong's text message.

The content of the text message is very small, only four words, but you can feel nervous and anxious.

Those four words are "I have something to do, come quickly."

(End of this chapter)