BTS unemployed idol re-employment

She thinks she has some talent in writing lyrics and composing music, but at the same time, she also has to admit that working hard is obviously not suitable for her now.She is no longer able to make objective judgments on the works under her hands, and blindly pampering herself who is trying to hit the south wall will only make her work efficiency continue to decline, and will only make herself fall into a vicious circle of anxiety.

In the small studio, He Qing paced around, holding the manuscript with a sad face.She understands that her skill reserves are not enough to support herself out of the current barren land, and she needs an experienced teacher to help her, but Mr. Duntong, who was born and raised in Korea, made it clear that she cannot help her.

She is eager to write ancient songs, want to write the lyrics that have a long aftertaste, and want to write lyrics that are worth scrutinizing carefully, but the lyrics she writes at her level are all incomprehensible lyrics, which are different from those in her playlist. Those songs that are not tired of listening to nothing are more difficult than simple.How can I use a song that I can't convince myself to convince the company.

Recently, due to her work, she followed her teacher to meet many fellow producers, and gradually became more courageous. After practicing it herself, she realized that as long as the attitude in the music field is correct, many seniors will not hesitate to teach them.But the problem is that she doesn't know any songwriters in the field of ancient styles in China at all, and she can't return to China.

Seeing the passage of time day by day, He Qing's anxiety accumulated more and more.She can't sit still, if she doesn't find the exit of the maze, she will have to give up her plan to release Chinese songs; if she misses the first debut album to test the waters, the teacher will probably never let her temper mess around again.

Sina Weibo, Zhihu, Douban, Tieba... In the past two days, she spent all her spare time browsing domestic social platforms.After reading a lot of help posts, sharing posts, and discussion posts, with her own musical background, He Qing keeps picking up the essence and discarding the dross on the Internet.

Although the knowledge she absorbed did not have any effect on her manuscript, it calmed down He Qing's restless heart, and she began to seriously look for a solution.With the collection of information about ancient songs in China, He Qing noticed that most of the music exchange posts with content were only two or three years ago. A small part of the internet's memory that has been dusted off.

This is not allowed!He Qing, who didn't want to give up halfway, clicked on a webpage again. This is the most valuable exchange building she found last night. There are many questions and answers in it that she has troubled in her creation.

Aiming at an account with the most replies and a large number of fans, He Qing opened the private message window, typed a long paragraph of text earnestly, and sent a sincere letter for help.

She didn't know whether her letter would be seen by that senior. She could only pray in her heart, praying that the senior who had been silent for three years would one day sit at a barbecue stand next to a busy street and accidentally think of that paragraph. In the youthful years of online communication, while feeling deeply moved, I did not forget to go online and take a look at the accounts I hadn’t seen for many years.

At noon the next day, He Qing finished today's trainee class and rushed to Shek without stopping.Along the way, she kept refreshing the private message page with her mobile phone, but unfortunately, until she arrived at the studio, the interface of the mobile phone did not change at all.He let out a long sigh of resignation, drooped his head, dragged his heavy steps, moved step by step to the computer and sat down, picked up the pen lifelessly and continued to figure out the lyrics.

'Ding dong! '

He Qing who was lying on the table lit up, and immediately got up, "What, it's another promotional advertisement!" Full of expectations, He Qing deleted the advertisement angrily, and lay down on the table again, muttering dissatisfiedly.

'Ding dong! '

The new news alert rang again, and I turned on the phone with great anticipation, read the news with a stern face, and then put down the phone in disappointment, "Is it the holiday? There are so many spam ads today!"

'Ding dong! '

It was another new message reminder, the moment He Qing opened her eyes, she kept thinking: If it is repeated again and again, if it is still spam, I will..."Ahhh!" Opening her eyes, Turning on the phone resentfully, what she received was not some spam text message, but the reply she was looking forward to from the god.Looking at the reply carefully, he couldn't help but gasp.

[Sorry, I can't give you guidance, I have been out of circle for a long time. 】

"Okay, thank you for your reply!" He Qing typed out a line with a lonely expression and sent it.

[But I know a communication group that can pull you into the group, and there are many bigwigs who are active in the circle. 】

"That's great, thank you!"He Qing hummed a song, dug out her account which had been out of use for a long time, and sent applications to the kind person and the communication group he mentioned in turn.

It will take some time to wait for the administrator's consent. He Qing bent down to pick up the pencil and doll that were knocked to the ground due to being too excited.I was very anxious when I didn't get a reply, and I didn't feel so calm after getting a reply.With a restless heart, He Qing waited until around three o'clock in the afternoon before being pulled into the group chat with the nickname of 'Waixiang Bodhi'.

Perhaps because it was working hours in the afternoon, the group chat was not active, and only three or two people sent the words 'welcome newcomers'.No one paid attention to He Qing, and it was convenient for her to dive into the group chat.Curiously, I opened the group chat information and found that this is already a group chat with a long history, and the registration time was in June 2011, a very fateful month.

For more than five years, there were only a few hundred people in the group.In the group chat list, the most eye-catching ones are the administrators in the front row. Each nickname is very famous when singled out.After reading the list, He Qing put down her mobile phone. She couldn't stay in her small room all the time, and she had to follow up with the teacher to follow up some existing projects of the company.

She suddenly entered a space on a strange network platform, and was introduced by a strange intermediary. Although she was grateful, He Qing still planned to observe for a few more days and be careful.However, according to her diving observation, the novices in the group at [-] o'clock in the evening are surprisingly active. They all ask various questions in the group, but most of them ask for advice on writing lyrics, and almost none of them compose music.

An opportunity that made He Qing decide to speak in the group ahead of time was that at 12:[-] noon the next day, an administrator sent a sharing link of a red music software in China to the group, followed by the owner of the song going online, and posted A red envelope with a festive cover was sent out in the group.

The red is so eye-catching, He Qing flicked the red envelope reminder bar, she quickly opened it, and when 5 yuan and 6 cents were credited, she realized that she was grabbing the red envelope from the 'Ancient Style Singer Creation Exchange Group'.Not only grabbed it, but also ranked No.2 in the list of lucky red envelopes.

Once you have money, it's hard to pretend you don't know anything.Following other people who grabbed the red envelopes, He Qing also expressed her blessings for the launch of the new song to the senders of the red envelopes in the group.Xu Shi saw that she was a first-level account, and an administrator knocked on her chat window and instructed her to write a music review for the singer who posted the song.

So He Qing clicked on the link and seriously played the music in a loop.After listening to it seven or eight times, I started to write.Throughout the lunch break, as the aroma of the noodles gradually dissipated, the noodles were like a group of children who were afraid of being abandoned, hugging each other tightly.And the owner of Noodles wrote down music reviews bit by bit, especially when it came to making suggestions.

After sending out a long hand music review, within 5 minutes, the song owner immediately sent a friend request to 'Waixiang Bodhi (He Qing)'.

"Hi, I'm Wenyun, thank you for your music review, it's very helpful."

"You're welcome, your song is very good, I have already added it to the playlist!"

"Thank you. I see that you joined the group two days ago. If you have any questions, I will be more than happy to answer them for you."

"Okay, thank you." He Qing wasn't sure whether the other party said polite words or sincere words, but she really needed guidance, so she hesitated and asked tentatively: "I made a song myself, and I want to get it in the group." Guidance from some seniors, but I have seen that everyone is asking for advice on lyrics in the past two days, so I don’t know what to do.”

"Well, I can ask He Tuda for you. Many of his works are written and composed by himself. He is absolutely at the level of a king. His trembling voice is so hot."

"Thank you, thank you! Thank you very much!" As long as anyone who pays attention to Gufeng songs, who doesn't know the name of Hetu, his songs are still in He Qing's music playlist, and they have to take them out to observe and study from time to time.The stepping stone was directly buckled on the door of Hetu Great God. If this incident had not been experienced personally, He Qing would not have dared to think about it.For a while, she seemed to have social difficulties, and she couldn't say anything except thank you.

After paying homage to the mountain gate of the big coffee, the big stone in He Qing's heart was completely put down, and she realized for a long time what it means to be light-hearted when nothing happens.Although there are many inconveniences in online communication, although the master who guided her creation is extremely picky, and although the reviewer is more serious than Mr. Duntong, He Qing firmly believes that sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood. With the guidance of Senior Hetu, her first The album will definitely have a place for Chinese songs.

After two days of tireless revision, I finally got Ren Ke from the Great God.He Qing found Teacher Duntong again with the complete work.She believes that the work this time will be recognized by the teacher, even if the language is different and the culture is different.

The melodious and sad solo melody of Matouqin immediately caught Duntong's ears. He seemed to have climbed a mountain, and saw his hometown across the vast grassland under the light of the setting sun.

"Dafa! Good!" Duntong danced excitedly in the open space of the studio to express his joy. In his opinion, the melody, lyrics, and vocals are perfectly blended together, and this song has its own Genes, it seems like it was born that way.

The more he listened, the more he liked it. He immediately decided to put down his work and pushed He Qing into the recording studio. He decided to record this Chinese song for the students himself.

Just after being picked by Hetu, he turned around and was arrested on Mr. Duntong's chopping board. The scales on his body were hung clean sentence by sentence. As long as he added mixing and mastering, he could put it on the disk immediately. serve.

"This song is very good, and the concept of the album you think about is also very good." After recording, He Qing shared her thoughts on the album.It is not uncommon to use animals as metaphors for oneself, but it was really unexpected for He Qing to find the concept of "gull" that fit her so well.

"I'm here to negotiate with your company about the album." After serious thinking, Duntong decided to help the students.

"Inside! Kangsang Mita!" He Qing was overjoyed, stepped forward and hugged the teacher tightly, almost crying!

The author has something to say:

You will never get tired of Hetu's songs!

wuli何晴要开始步入职场了！感谢在2021-10-0723:37:02~2021-10-0911:42:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!