After the breakup, a song without makeup resonated with the entire Internet

Jiang Yu first hummed a few words to match the music.

After listening to it once, An Xiaoqi also learned it and started humming.

"Beautiful bubbles."

"Although a firework..."

Just two sentences completely captured the feeling.

The manager on the side also had a look of enjoyment on his face, feeling that this song was tailor-made for the rest of the body, a [-]% fit!

Only now did she understand how powerful Jiang Yu was.

The music and lyrics are so great.

When she was in Xiangjiang before, she had heard the name of Jiang Yu, a musical genius and legend, but she still scoffed at it.

After all, as an insider, she also knows very well what domestic entertainment is like. Most of it is hype. As long as you want to praise it, let alone a person, it can be a dog, a sheep, or a cow.

She thought all the rumors about Jiang Yu were hype, but she didn't expect them to be true.

Calculating it this way, [-] million is not a loss.

After finishing humming, An Xiaoqi looked at Jiang Yu with a grateful face: "Brother Yu, thank you for helping me write such a song. Thank you very much."

Jiang Yu shook his head: "No need to thank you too much. You spend the money and I contribute. This is what it should be."

When her agent tried desperately to stop him, An Xiaoqi trusted herself very much when facing a person she had only met once.

Although it was wrong to trust strangers, for An Xiaoqi, she won Jiang Yu's favor immediately.

Then Jiang Yu smiled: "Okay, let's go eat."

There are only five seats in a car.

It was just right at first, but An Xiaoqi and her agent seemed to have something else to do, so they took their own rented car.

There were only three people in the car, Jiang Yu, Su Muyu and Yang Weiwei.

Jiang Yu suddenly thought of what An Xiaoqi's manager blurted out today.

"Miss Weiwei."

Yang Weiwei in the back was chatting with Su Muyu when she heard Jiang Yu calling her: "Eh? What's wrong?"

"No, I mean you know An Xiaoqi. Even today I saw her hesitant to buy a song. Why is that? And she also said that she wanted to have a song of her own and use her own You have money to buy it, but you don’t seem to have any money, what do you mean?”

Originally asked this.

"You are just too successful. Which artist has just debuted now and is not being squeezed by the agency in various ways?"

"Is it so dark?"

"Tch, it's the same everywhere, but our mainland is just a little better than theirs. After all, the judiciary is very sound, and those capitals don't dare to do anything too outrageous."

Yang Weiwei sighed.

"Actually, don't look at her as a little iron lung princess. She has quite a lot of fans, but the money she actually earns is not much compared to us. It can be said that she has really wiped out her family's fortune by giving out [-] million. It’s going to be empty.”

"The company over there is called Huangying Company, and it almost has a monopoly in Xiangjiang. You don't know, it was very chaotic there in the early days. Now the upper management is also from a background of She, and they are squeezing their artists very hard. If it hadn't been You can only bear the background yourself.”

"Then why don't she leave and find a new home?" Jiang Yu said while driving.

Yang Weiwei rolled her eyes: "You think everyone is the same as you. This is the same everywhere."

"It's a song bought with money from the company. The copyright belongs to the company. It's just given to you to sing. If you leave the company, you won't be able to sing your famous songs. This will have a great impact on your popularity. , so some artists would rather stay in the company than give up their popular songs."

"So that's it." Jiang Yu finally understood these things.

At the dinner table, everyone got along in harmony.

The manager, Sister Li, also offered several glasses of wine to Jiang Yu, saying that what she said before was all for work reasons, and she hoped that Jiang Yu would not be biased.

Jiang Yu didn't mind at all. It was just like doing business. It was a normal thing and there was no contradiction.

.......

the next day.

Jiang Yu and Su Muyu drove to Jiangxia Film and Television University.

I had promised Ning Anbang to come to school, so on this day, I made a special agreement with the company not to arrange anything.

After talking to the driver, he drove the car directly to Yifu's downstairs.

After all, both of them are very famous now. If there is a crowd of students, it will be a bit bad.

Although this idea is indeed a bit narcissistic, if you have it, you should change it or encourage it, so try to avoid it.

The two quietly came to the door of the principal's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Ning Anbang's voice came out.

"Grandpa." Su Muyu stepped forward first and hugged Ning Anbang's neck.

Ning Anbang was reading documents when he heard the voice and raised his head with a kind smile on his face.

"Go, go, no matter how old you are, you are still acting like a spoiled child here."

Jiang Yu also smiled: "Grandpa."

"Well, here we come, hurry up, sit down and talk."

Ning Anbang seemed a little impatient.

"Xiao Jiang, after I came back, I studied the Chinese style music you mentioned in detail, and I planned to write a paper on this topic, so I wanted to have a good chat with you and let you tell me about the Chinese style music. The problem with the wind.”

Jiang Yu smiled: "No problem, grandpa."

Then, I started to talk about my own understanding.

Including the meaning of "three ancients and three new".

The lyrics have Chinese cultural connotations, using new long hair and arrangement techniques to enhance the atmosphere of the songs, and combining the Chinese background with current rhythms to create implicit, elegant, brisk and other styles of songs, all of which belong to the Chinese style.

These words made Ning Anbang's eyes keep shining.

"Hey, we have so many experts who study ancient music and modern music, but none of us can study it as thoroughly as a kid like you. It's really eye-opening for me."

Jiang Yu smiled: "If I can get your approval, grandpa, it proves that this style is very successful. I believe that this style will definitely become popular in the near future."

"In the not-too-distant future, you kid should be humble." Ning Anbang looked at Jiang Yu with a smile: "I'm going to a meeting now. Many people are already studying this style. Work hard, Chinese style... .It’s already blowing.”

Just finished talking about this topic.

The two of them were kicked out by Ning Anbang, saying that they should not disturb him to think about problems and research papers.

"This old man was kicked out before he even said a few words." Jiang Yu looked helpless.

Su Muyu also laughed: "Grandpa is like this. After knowing a topic, he insists on researching it. Then let's go back."

Jiang Yu nodded: "Okay, let's go back. I should also prepare for the next recording."

The two walked out of Shaw Tower and were about to get in the car when they suddenly heard a cry.

"Jiang Yu, Su Muyu."

Looking back, Jiang Yu's face became excited: "Boss!"

It was Wang Mingxu, the boss of the dormitory. I almost forgot. He stayed in school and worked as a counselor in the school. I met him last time.