Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

What exactly do you guys in the music group do?

Shi Yifei looked a little embarrassed.

Although she felt wronged, she could only bite the bullet and answer in the face of doubts: "Director Zhang, I will arrange for someone to contact them immediately and finalize these six songs as soon as possible."

When Zhang Fucheng heard this, he became even more furious.

Six songs are already in front of us, and each one must be perfect. Do we still need to ask our subordinates to contact them?

He snorted, took the phone and dialed the number himself to contact the musical genius.

The call was quickly connected, and Shi Feijie's voice came: "Hello..."

"Hello, I am Zhang Fucheng, the chief director of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala."

After introducing himself, Zhang Fucheng continued, "Excuse me, are you the musical genius? We have received your six works and we all agree that they are excellent. We hope that you can agree to bring these six songs to the Spring Festival Gala, and if it is convenient, can you come to the station to discuss in detail?"

These six songs were so outstanding, and he was very curious about what kind of person this talented creator was.

Hearing Zhang Fucheng's words, Shi Yifei was stunned.

These six songs were written by the same person?

It's such an incredible coincidence, and each song is so amazing.

Is it...

Seeing Zhang Fucheng's excitement just now and now becoming so serious, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Jin Weiyi stood aside, his face so gloomy that water could almost drip out of it. He didn't know that Reno had already submitted six songs, otherwise his face would probably be even uglier.

At this moment, he realized that the song he recommended might not work just because he listened to those six songs and saw Zhang Fucheng's reaction.

Thinking of the deposit he had already received, he felt a pang of heartache.

However, when Shi Feijie received a call from Zhang Fucheng, he was a little excited, but this excitement was quickly suppressed by reason because he thought this was a natural result.

He clearly remembered what Zhou Qi said, that as long as the work was good enough, they would definitely come back to us.

It turns out that this statement is correct.

He sincerely admired in his heart: Mr. Zhou, you are truly a god-like existence.

"Hello, Director Zhang. I am not the God of Music. I am just one of his subordinates. Regarding this cooperation, I regret to tell you that I cannot agree to it."

got rejected?

Zhang Fucheng was a little stunned. With his status, almost no one dared to refuse to cooperate with him.

What’s more, this is the Spring Festival Gala, a stage that countless people dream of. I took the initiative to extend an olive branch, but was rejected?

Moreover, this was their own initiative. Shouldn't they have been so excited when they received the call that they couldn't control themselves? Why would they refuse?

Even Zhang Fucheng found it difficult to accept this result for a while, as it was far from his expectations.

“Why?” he asked automatically, then added: “If you are not the God of Music himself, then you should let the God of Music answer the phone.”

"Although I am not the god of music, I have the right to do so." Shi Feijie answered firmly: "We came to CCTV with six songs with great enthusiasm, hoping to send New Year's greetings to the people of the country during the Spring Festival Gala."

"Before this, we also received an invitation from Director Shi Yifei to create these six new songs for the Spring Festival Gala. However, your producer Jin Weiyi didn't even take a look at us, but belittled us and drove us away like flies."

"Afterwards, Shi Yifei threatened to ban us without any reason. What's the logic behind this? Are you the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, or a group of brutal bandits? We are not interested in cooperating with such a platform, whether you are CCTV or the Spring Festival Gala..."

"I submitted these six songs through public channels just to see if our work was not good enough, or if there was a problem with your team, or if someone was behind it. Now it seems that the answer is very clear."

"Under all these circumstances, do you think there is still a possibility for us to cooperate?"

"You have broken the heart of the God of Music."

Hearing this, Zhang Fucheng was stunned.

Then, a cold feeling spread throughout his body.

Everyone around can feel the coldness.

He turned his gaze to Shi Yifei, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be able to tear the deputy director and CCTV's music director into pieces.

"I will check it out and give you a reasonable answer." Zhang Fucheng said: "May I ask which platform you represent?"

"Reno." Shi Feijie replied.

Reno?

The name Zhang Fucheng is not unfamiliar. Several popular songs that have become popular recently are from this emerging entertainment company.

More importantly, there is a talented creator behind this company - Pinliang.

Zhang Fucheng immediately asked, "Are you talking about the musical genius Mr. Pinliang?"

"Yes, it's him." Shi Feijie confirmed.

Zhang Fucheng couldn't help but gasp. Every song he created could become a hit, and the six songs he prepared for the Spring Festival Gala were all his masterpieces.

What a gift!

Such talent cannot be described with just one word; it is simply genius.

As the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, Zhang Fucheng is well aware of the value of such a genius and the huge potential for future cooperation.

He believes that the name Pinliang will occupy an important position in the industry in the future.

Therefore, it is best to make friends with him.

After hanging up the phone, the problem of the six songs had not been resolved.

But now, Zhang Fucheng cares about more than just these songs.

He stared at Jin Weiyi and asked coldly, "What do you think after listening to these six songs?"

Jin Weiyi was stunned. Seeing Zhang Fucheng's cold eyes, he felt a little uneasy and stammered, "Director Zhang, these six songs are very good, the musical level is very high, and each one is a masterpiece."

"Excellent products?" Zhang Fucheng sneered, his eyes becoming even more fierce. "Then please explain why you criticized these excellent products so harshly and even drove the people who sent the songs out of the CCTV building?"

Everyone was shocked and turned their eyes to Jin Weiyi.

Oh my god, how dare you say these songs are garbage? How bold and arrogant is that?

"Director Zhang, I am innocent!" Jin Weiyi said tremblingly, "This is the first time I have heard these songs. Before this, I have never seen the scores or heard these songs."

Seeing his aggrieved look, Zhang Fucheng became even angrier: "Of course you have never seen the score or heard the song, because you didn't even look at it and just threw him out like garbage."

"Who gave you such power?"

"Is it her?"

Zhang Fucheng was very angry.