My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Hearing the words "Ye Zhiqiu", Qin Dewen, who was half lying on the sofa, his eyes lit up, and he was about to get up.

The assistant at the side hurried forward to help, Qin Dewen couldn't wait to say: "Ye Xiaoyou has any new ideas, show me."

The assistant handed over the materials in his hand. At this time, Qin Yongbo who was in the room also came out when he heard the movement. Standing behind Qin Dewen, he looked at the materials, and the surprise in his eyes became more intense.

"Good! This show is good!"

After a while, Qin Dewen couldn't help shouting loudly, "It's a great idea to make words come alive and tell stories about classics!"

Qin Dewen looked at the assistant with an excited face, and said, "Reply to the program group, this invites me..."

"Wait, Dad." Seeing that Qin Dewen was about to agree, Qin Yongbo interrupted quickly.

Qin Yongbo handed over a glass of water, just now Qin Dewen coughed because of being too excited, and his breathing was obviously much short of breath.

Qin Yongbo persuaded: "Dad, let's...not participate this time."

"The doctor said that your body needs more rest. It takes a few hours to record a show, which is too tiring."

Qin Dewen waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm not sick, I'm in good health."

"Walk a little more, and your spirit will be better."

"This show is great, and I, an old man, hope to play more of it."

Seeing that Qin Dewen had already made a decision, Qin Yongbo couldn't say anything more, but there was still a trace of worry deep in his eyes.

Qin Dewen is 85 years old. The body of an old man at this age changes every year. Qin Dewen is like this. His family members obviously feel that his physical and mental state is not very good in the past two months.

Fortunately, the doctor came to see me and said that there is nothing wrong with it, and that it is enough to take regular recuperation, but after all, people are getting older, and their physical functions will decline over time, so it is hard to say in the long run.

However, after taking over the role of expert and scholar in "China in Classics", Qin Dewen was obviously very happy, and even his mental outlook improved a lot.

Qin Dewen thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"Hi, little friend Ye."

"Haha, your idea of ​​"China in the Classics" is very good, I agree with the program team's invitation."

On the other side of the phone, Ye Zhiqiu felt it was a matter of course when he learned that the program team invited Mr. Qin to be the guest of "experts and scholars".

Taking up this role with Mr. Qin's knowledge and reputation is even a bit "overqualified".

Qin Dewen chatted with Ye Zhiqiu on the phone for a while.

"Suddenly there is an old man's heart. Looking back, the mountains and rivers have already entered winter. If he is drenched in snow together, he will be counted as a whitehead in this life."

Suddenly, Qin Dewen read this poem and said: "This poem is well written. I wonder if Ye Xiaoyou has other good works besides this poem recently."

Ye Zhiqiu, who was holding the mobile phone, was taken aback for a moment, and said with a dry smile, "This...isn't there?"

Again.

Ye Zhiqiu sighed secretly in his heart. Every time this old Qin saw him, he would come to "persuasion" every day, and his ears would grow calluses.

But all joking aside, Ye Zhiqiu respected Qin Dewen, a truly knowledgeable and broad-minded talent.

Qin Dewen on the phone sighed imperceptibly, as if he was rather disappointed, but then suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Ye Xiaoyou."

"This year, the [-]th Poetry Association will hold a 'Lantern Festival Poetry Fair'. Would you like to participate?"

Lantern Festival poetry meeting?Ye Zhiqiu was startled, subconsciously trying to decline, Qin Dewen seemed to guess what Ye Zhiqiu would say, and quickly added.

Qin Dewen said with a smile: "Old man, I feel itchy, you should just satisfy the old man's wish."

Although the tone was joking, Qin Dewen's sincerity could be heard through the phone. Ye Zhiqiu thought about it for a while, and said, "I see, Mr. Qin."

"I'll try my best and see if I can write it."

"That's good! It's a deal!" Qin Dewen was very excited, and laughed loudly: "Don't be modest, Ye Xiaoyou, I know you must have a good work."

This time, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and did not deny it.

The two chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone, and soon a message was sent, which was about the "Lantern Festival Poetry Fair".

Ye Zhiqiu looked at it roughly, and it was also in the form of an online essay solicitation for poetry lovers across the country, which is convenient.

Mr. Qin has already talked about this, and he still has to give him some face, so he can just submit a poem at that time.

Here, after talking on the phone with Qin Dewen, Ye Zhiqiu had already stepped into his office.

Huahai Entertainment has equipped Ye Zhiqiu with an exclusive office for the music director, but Ye Zhiqiu rarely enters this modern office with an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters. He usually goes out for various activities. Most of them are rooms.

Not long after sitting down, there was a knock on the door, and Song Mei and an executive in charge of the artist department walked in.

As the music director, Ye Zhiqiu still has some work to do in addition to the production of the album, including determining the music style or development direction of the singers under Huahai Entertainment.

This time, there is a place for a music variety show, and Ye Zhiqiu needs to determine who will participate.

The name of the variety show is called "The Masked Singer".

Similar to the variety show of the same name in the previous life, this show is performed by the singer wearing a mask to cover the face, and the guests will guess, so as to achieve the effect of integrating music and entertainment.

The popularity of "Singer" last year allowed major video sites to see a huge market for music variety shows, and various new programs emerged one after another.

And this "Masked Singer" program was produced by Tomato Video, which is also known as the "three major video software" together with Muggle TV and Penguin Video, with a huge investment.

Originally, the primary target of the "Masked Singer" program group's invitation was Ye Zhiqiu. The manager Song Mei was also quite moved by the sincere conditions put forward by the other party, but due to the schedule, she finally refused.

The "Masked Singer" program team was very disappointed, but still expressed the hope that Huahai Entertainment would recommend a contestant to participate, so there was such a show.

Who to send, this quota is determined by the music director Ye Zhiqiu. At this time, the Huahai Entertainment singers who heard the news were very restless, secretly praying that they would be chosen.

Seeing the menacing appearance of the Tomato video, this is a show that is very likely to become a hit!

Ye Zhiqiu could easily refuse, but for ordinary singers, this is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Who wouldn't want to be on the stage, maybe they will really explode on this stage.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu flipped through the file of the singer from Zhonghai Entertainment in his hand.

"Do you want to send Ding Jie?"

Song Mei suggested at the side, and the executives at the side also nodded repeatedly.

Ding Jie is currently at the top of the second line and on the edge of the first line. She is the backbone singer of Huahai Entertainment. If she participates in this show, it is relatively easy to sit firmly on the first line.

Ye Zhiqiu thought for a while, then shook his head.

"This is the king of masked singers. According to the rules, we should try our best not to be recognized by others."

"With Ding Jie's voice, it's probably lost in just a few sentences."

Song Mei and the executives at the side thought the same thing, waiting for Ye Zhiqiu to continue to choose.

Ye Zhiqiu knew the styles of most of the contracted singers of Huahai Entertainment. He slowly flipped through the information in his hand, and after a while, his finger rested on a photo.

"Just him."