Zhao Fengcheng opens the document

"Will you remember tomorrow what you wrote in your diary yesterday?"

"Will you still miss the you who used to cry the most tomorrow?"

Zhao Fengcheng saw the lyrics, and his brain almost exploded with a bang.

In his mind, he unconsciously recalled the diary and weekly journal homework that the teacher required him to write, as well as the crying girl who sat at the same table with him!

"Although there is no mention of school in the previous lyrics, these two lines of lyrics can instantly make people think of school!"

"Absolutely amazing!"

Zhao Fengcheng slammed the table, his face flushed with excitement.

The people around him were startled, and they all looked at Zhao Fengcheng. Someone looked worried:"Director Zhao, don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you really can't find a suitable song, we can still make do with it."

Others echoed:"Yes, yes, yes, Director Zhao, you must not get angry. If you get sick from anger, what will happen to our movie?"

Zhao Fengcheng heard their words���He was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at them, and then got angry:"What do you mean, do you think I'm crazy?"

He looked at those people without saying anything, but their eyes clearly showed that.

If he wasn't crazy, how could he be furious in the last second and want to slam the table and laugh in the next second?

A normal person would never be like this!

However, Zhao Fengcheng is in a good mood now:"I don't want to waste time talking to you, I found the song I want, this is it!"

"Come and have a look! Come and have a look!"

He called out, and the others came over immediately.

When they looked at the computer screen

"You, my deskmate?"

"Damn, this lyric is good!"

"This song... has something! Although there is no melody yet, the lyrics alone are already amazing, better than the lyrics of all the previous songs!"

"The lyrics are very interesting! Just these few lines made me instantly feel the beautiful love of my school days! This is... the taste of youth and campus!"

The group of people were completely excited.

Zhao Fengcheng laughed:"Right! I told you!"

"This song is a perfect match for our movie, a perfect match!"

"I have a feeling, I have a feeling that this song will not only make our movie popular, but it will also become a classic in the future!"

Zhao Fengcheng was excited, and he immediately took out his cell phone:"I'm going to call Shenhuang Entertainment and download this song."

"We made money, a big profit this time!"

Zhao Fengcheng's face was full of uncontrollable joy.

He called Director Wu.

In the director's office on the 16th floor of Shenhuang Entertainment.

Director Wu was leaning back in a chair, staring at the city outside the window in a daze.

He was desperate.

He felt as if he had eaten a fart. He had finally won the order from Zhao Fengcheng, but who would have thought that so many senior composers on the 16th floor had spent so much time and still hadn't finished the theme song for the movie?

He could even imagine the various pressures he would be under after the task was taken away by the people on the 17th floor.

Director Wu:"What a bunch of good-for-nothings."

He sighed deeply, his expression showing the fatigue of a middle-aged man. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a guy who likes to rage and scolds his people at every turn.

But Director Wu doesn't care about these at all.

He glanced at the time. It had been more than half an hour since he got off work, but there was still no news from Zhao Fengcheng.

It seemed that this order was completely ruined.

When he was about to smoke another cigarette, his cell phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Director Wu sorted out his emotions and answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, there was a girl's crisp and sweet voice:"Dad, when are you coming home? Mom made cola chicken wings today. I want to eat it so much. Dad, can you come back soon?"

Director Wu's face, which was definitely not handsome, had a kind smile on it, and his voice was extremely soft:"Okay, Dad will be back now and will be home soon."

After hanging up the phone,

Director Wu shook his head, packed up his things, and left the office.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was a family.

He went to the parking lot with a depressed mood and started the car.

The car started, went forward, and when he got out of the garage and onto the road, his cell phone rang.

He looked at the caller ID and saw that the caller was Zhao Fengcheng.

"What is to come will always come."

Director Wu muttered to himself, took a deep breath, picked up the phone and answered it.

He smiled apologetically:"Director Zhao, are these songs not to your liking?"

"Don't worry, we at Shenhuang will definitely give you a song that satisfies you. Next, I will arrange for my colleagues to……"

Director Wu was about to say that he would let his colleagues take over.

He had already held his breath, ready to face Zhao Fengcheng's all-round abuse.

He had been scolded many times before, and he didn't know why a director, who was obviously a cultured person, could scold people like a shrew.……

"Um?"

"What did you say?"

"Is this true?"

Zhao Fengcheng was stunned, then overjoyed:"Director Zhao! Is there really a song here that you like?"

Zhao Fengcheng:"Of course! Why would I lie to you! Do you think I have so much time!"

"But this time, I really want to thank you Director Wu! If it weren’t for you, I would never have been able to get such a good song! Hahaha!"

"By the way, when can you send the complete song over so I can listen to it?"

Director Wu:"Soon, tomorrow! I will arrange for someone to record it and send it to you tomorrow!"

Zhao Fengcheng:"Okay, okay! Director Wu, there was some unpleasantness when I communicated with you before. I hope you don’t take it to heart. We all just want to do things well, don’t you think?"

Director Wu was excited. He didn’t expect that Director Zhao Fengcheng would actually apologize to him!

Director Wu:"Yes, yes, Director Zhao, you are right!"

"By the way, which song did you take a fancy to? I can arrange it tomorrow."

Director Wu's mind was also working rapidly, thinking about the songs he had asked people to write today.

He scanned most of those songs, but didn't feel that there was anything outstanding about them.

Director Wu asked cautiously, fearing that Director Zhao Fengcheng had made a mistake. Then he would be screwed.

Zhao Fengcheng:"It's the song"You, My Deskmate"》!"

"Really, Director Wu, I have always believed in Shenhuang, and you, Shenhuang, did not let me down!"

"This song is absolutely amazing! I love it so much!"

""Hahaha!"

Zhao Fengcheng couldn't help laughing when he said the last part.

He was so happy and delighted!

Director Wu was stunned at this time.

You, my deskmate?

What song is this and who wrote it?

His mind was working frantically.

And... that newcomer?

Director Wu suddenly thought of the figure brought in by Fang Jing!

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