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When Jiang Xue was stopped by the supervisor, she was still a little confused.

"Ms. Lin's assistant said that you don't need to go up for the new song audition." The signing supervisor was a little embarrassed.

After all, Jiang Xue also accompanied Lin Shiyi all the way, and suddenly said that you don't need to audition for the new song, and it would be hard for anyone to change it.

After all, Jiang Xue was the youngest singer in the company. Hearing what the supervisor said, frustration and disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Disappointed, she was still muttering: "Could it be that the poor singing of "Decent" made Teacher Lin angry?"

"Don't think too much, you are the first female singer to accompany Mrs. Lin, along the way, Mrs. Lin has given you so many opportunities, should you let a colleague out?"

The signing supervisor comforted.

Although Jiang Xue also understands these principles, but when Teacher Lin really didn't let herself audition and record songs, she realized how sad she was.

There are tears in the eye sockets.

The signing supervisor doesn't know how to comfort her, why does the more she comforts her, the more depressed she becomes?

"Director, I'm fine..." Jiang Xue returned to her office, leaning against the door, and said to herself, "I shouldn't be so selfish, Teacher Lin is not my own..."

In the office, she kept convincing herself.

Standing outside, the supervisor could only shake his head and sigh.

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When all the female singers in the signing department ran to the 16th floor, Lin Shishi was still printing lyrics in the composition department.

He fell asleep in the office last night because he was too tired from recording "Patriotism".

It wasn't that Wang Chong couldn't control the song, it was that it didn't produce the effect he wanted.

This back and forth was delayed.

When Lin Shiyi printed out the lyrics, many colleagues whispered to each other.

"Xiao Linzi must be a lunatic, right?"

"One song a month is enough. In the past month, he seems to have written more than four songs, right?"

"I wish I could have his brain, and I also want to taste the taste of writing a song a month."

Zhang Dehua took the lead and walked over, smiling face-to-face: "Xiao Linzi, what type of song are you preparing this time? Is it going to hit the chart in October?"

"Using the ancient style to make the list for October." Lin Shixi took the printed white paper away.

"Gu... Gufeng?" Zhang Dehua thought he had heard it wrong, and wanted to confirm: "Xiao Linzi, are you sure it's the Gufeng type?"

"Here, the lyrics are all printed, take a look if you don't believe me." Lin Shishi didn't explain too much, after printing the lyrics, he stopped by to make a cup of coffee.

I've been really out of spirit lately.

Thinking that "Patriotism" has not been recorded yet, two versions of "True Heroes" are still waiting to be recorded, and there is also the song "Drawing the Silk Opera" in October.

Thinking of this, Lin Shishi felt dizzy.

But the benefits are proportional.

"Xiao Linzi...you!"

Wang Zifan also came out to make a cup of coffee. When he saw the crowd gathered around to read the poem, he went over to observe it curiously, and was instantly attracted.

"Isn't this ancient style too beautiful?"

Even this group of elders thinks "Drawing the Silk Opera" is beautiful, if a girl hears this song, she will fall completely, right?

Zhang Dehua exclaimed: "I originally thought that once the composers who wrote ancient songs of the older generation left, this genre would gradually decline. I didn't expect Xiao Linzi to be able to control this style."

Wang Zifan was hit hard: "Let me just ask, what can Xiao Linzi do? Even if he can't sweep and mop the floor, at least let me see his shortcomings. Nima, he can do everything. This is not a blow to people." ?"

"This is the pinnacle of ancient style!"

I don't know who yelled something, which shocked Supervisor Song.

Lin Shiyi smiled awkwardly, this is the peak of Gufeng?

The real peak of the ancient style is much more powerful than this.

It's just that there is no need to move out the peak repertoire at the beginning.

"Xiao Linzi, what type of song will you write this time?" Song Lanlan came after hearing the voice.

"Ancient style." Zhang Dehua quickly replied.

"Ancient style?" Song Lanlan was taken aback, and immediately persuaded: "Xiao Linzi, the current ancient style is basically classified into unpopular ones. Since the older generation of composers who can write ancient style passed away, there have been no good ancient style songs in recent years."

"It's better to change to a type you are good at."

"Director, why don't you read it before you talk?" Zhang Dehua kindly reminded.

"Let me take a look." Song Lanlan snatched the blank sheet of paper, glanced at the lyrics, and fell in love in an instant: "Even if there is no matching song, I can still imagine the characters in "Drawing the Silk Opera", elegant, graceful and elegant , ah, I love..."

"Xiao Linzi, you can actually write Gufeng, why didn't you come up with it earlier?"

Lin Shishi smiled wryly: "Isn't it already taken out now?"

Song Lanlan gave him a blank look: "Gu Feng writes so well, I will write more in the future."

Lin Shiyi shrugged helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to write, there are too few singers who can control ancient songs."

Song Lanlan hugged her chest and said with a smile, "I'll find it for you, and I'll screen it for you myself."

"I don't have to worry if a supervisor comes out, it's just that I have to rush to audition now."

Lin Shiyi walked into the elevator with the printed lyrics and a cup of coffee filled.

Song Lanlan looked at the boy's back, and at some point in time, she had already sunk and lost all resistance to that boy.

"Director, didn't you ask Xiao Linzi to change his type?" Zhang Dehua joked.

"Do I have it?" Song Lanlan vetoed it.

"Just now you said that the ancient style has not..."

Before Zhang Dehua finished speaking, Song Lanlan interrupted him, saying, "This month's bonus is gone."

Zhang Dehua: "??"

"Hey, Brother Dehua, the supervisor is obviously very busy these two days, how dare you talk back."

Wang Zifan lowered his voice, then leaned over to the supervisor and asked, "Director, you haven't been in the composition department for the past two days, do you have something to do?"

"Didn't the company set up a new literature department last month? I'll go over and help." After finishing speaking, Song Lanlan plunged into the office.

"The literature department?" Wang Zifan was a little at a loss.

"You didn't know that?" Zhang Dehua touched him with his shoulder and said, "Because of Xiao Linzi, the company's business has increased, and the performance has improved, so there will naturally be sufficient funds to establish a new department."

"Indeed, in recent years, many companies have also begun to dabble in the literature industry, earning a lot of money."

Jin Yangming also spoke beside him: "It's just that those great writers were basically snatched up by the startup camp, or they didn't like Bloom's newly established literature department and went to other companies to sign contracts. If Bloom wants to continue to develop literature, Only new writers can be trained."

"That is to say, it will take a few years for our blooming literature department to develop?"

Wang Zifan didn't pay much attention to these things, since this topic was discussed, he might as well say a few more words.

"If you can't cultivate great writers, it's useless to spend many years." Jin Yangming shrugged: "It's better to stay in the composition department. The literature department is not something we should worry about."