With patience, I listened to more than a dozen songs collected from the so-called competition, and none of them satisfied Li Guoguo.

As Li Guoguo's face became more and more gloomy, the sweat on Liu Tianyun's forehead was like a waterfall, swaying straight down.

Glancing at the song on the computer, Liu Tianyun found that there was a song with the suffix "rmvb" and titled "The director is absolutely satisfied with it".

This kind of suffix song is with video images, Liu Tianyun pondered, since the author has filmed the MV with his heart, maybe Li Guoli will be satisfied.

So he didn't say a word, click on it!

"Ah~~~Director~~~ Work harder, work harder, come to others~~~~"

The image of a white flower that appeared on the screen stunned Liu Tianyun!

It turned out to be an indecent video of himself sent by a small actor who was begging for a high position!

"Enough is enough!!"

Bang!!!

The glass teacup on the table was smashed by Li Guoguo angrily, and it fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The atmosphere in the office had dropped to freezing, and Liu Tianyun felt as if he was waiting for the judgment of the Grim Reaper.

"You won't use it tomorrow, and the work of the assistant director will be left to someone else. Li Guoguo kept a straight face and made a gesture to leave.

Liu Tianyun didn't know what he was thinking at the time, so he stood in front of Li Guoli and insisted: "Director, there is still a grassroots singer's work left, I hope you can listen to it, maybe his songs are what you want." ”

Li Guoguo raised his eyebrows and sneered: "You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, right? Okay, okay! Listen, open it for Lao Tzu, let Lao Tzu listen!"

There are so many garbage works in front of him, and there are even full-fruit videos sent by big~ milk awl-faced actresses, he doesn't believe that these grassroots singers can create any good works!

Liu Tianyun was even more bitter in his heart, what kind of sin did he do!

"Anyway, it's all out of the way, it's better to bet on this!"

Looking at the folder called "Mortal Works" silently placed on the screen, Liu Tianyun swore fiercely in his heart: "If you can let me get through this and keep my job, I can call you Dad!"

Staring impatiently at Liu Tianyun, Li Guoli looked out the window irritably.

It's no wonder that there are good works!

The group of well-known composers in Shanghetu have not created them, so what works can these inexperienced grassroots come up with?

He grabbed his hair irritably, staring at the sky outside the window for a moment with a straight face.

Suddenly, a brisk guqin melody came, and a young man's voice slowly came out.

"The years are rare and silent, the autumn wind is tired of wandering, and the sunset is hanging on the wall, and I am reluctant to go. In the past, the words in the ears of the Yiren have flowed eastward with the sound of the tide, and then looking back on the past, they have fallen with the maple leaves one by one...... Top Gun pays a few confidants and is rare to stay with a few people, and then looks back and smells laughing and drunk in a dream. Jokes and words are poor, the ancient idiots are crazy, and the madness of the present is empty, and the knife is blunt and the blade is ungraceful, and the dream is broken.

The road is deserted and sighs, no one understands the footprints, and I haven't seen through the red dust for many years.

Self-deprecation ink is full of grievances and sorrows, and at the end of the song, people exude flowers and temples, white and red. The candle was not aware of the sun, and the sun was emaciated, and when the tears dried and the blood gushed in the eyes, the snow turned red. ”

Li Guoguo was stunned when he heard the singing!

Laughing and talking, the ancient idiot, the madness of the present, and finally the madness will come to naught......

After years of looking through the red dust, I didn't see through it......

The candle is gone, and the sun is shining, and when the tears are dry, the blood is gushing, and the snow is flying, all of them are red......

When he heard these lyrics, the image of Li Xiaoyao, the inhuman-like sword immortal Li Xiaoyao who had lost Zhao Ling'er and was tormented by lovesickness, perfectly appeared in his mind!

Rise!

Look at the name of the song again......

Sigh!

Oh, my God!

Even the name matches the name of his protagonist!

After being stunned for a long time, Li Guoguo shuddered violently, grabbed Liu Tianyun's collar, and his face turned bloody.

Liu Tianyun was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Director, I understand, I know, I'll leave now, don't do it......"

"That's it!That's it! That's what Lao Tzu wants! Hahahaha!!"

As if he was going crazy, Li Guoli rushed out of the gate excitedly, and shouted as he ran: "Recording studio! Prepare a recording studio for me! Call me the ancient songs!"

Looking at the back of Li Guoguo, who seemed to be crazy, Liu Tianyun collapsed to the ground all of a sudden.

When I touched my back, sweat had already soaked my clothes.

"The job bowl saved the ......"

Liu Tianyun's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he cried out in front of the folder with the name "Fanyu" written on the computer screen: "Da!!!d!

……

……

At night, Lu Yifan lay in bed, unable to calm down in his mind for a long time.

What happened today is so unbelievable, the immortals in the WeChat group are actually real.

If the gods throw out something casually, it must be the best that mortals can't imagine.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Yifan was a little excited, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Hurriedly took out his cottage mobile phone and entered the heavenly court chat group, Lu Yifan found that it was the middle of the night, and the group of immortals were still pouring water and chatting.

His fingers slid up, and Lu Yifan was annoyed to find that he had missed a lot of red envelopes.

"The peach of the Queen Mother, the fortune charm of the God of Wealth, and the wish of the ancient Buddha ......"

Looking at the big red envelope sent by this fairy, Lu Yifan's eyes were about to pop out.

It's a pity that these red envelopes have already been snatched up.

"Hey......" Lu Yifan sighed in disappointment.

It seems that he needs to change the group's prompt message to a shocking one.

The vibration of this copycat machine is particularly powerful, and the vibration is like electricity, even so, Lu Yifan is still willing.

There was no red envelope to grab, Lu Yifan still watched the group of immortals in the group chatting with interest.

The most active in the chat group is Fairy Chang'e, who must take a selfie every time she speaks.

Not to mention, that otherworldly beauty makes a single male fairy praise every time he sees it.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has to pretend to be forced every time he comes out, and "accidentally" exposes the number of his fans in the mortal world to the group, and then waits for everyone to see it, and then withdraws the news.

Nowadays, there are not many immortals who know and believe in mortals, and Guanyin Bodhisattva has so many believers in the mortal world that even the Jade Emperor will be red when he sees it.

Lei Gong and Dianmu quarrel with Lei Zhenzi in the group every day, because Lei Zhenzi changed his ID to "Lost Lei Mother" in the game.

Lu Yifan downloaded all the selfies posted by Fairy Chang'e and kept them as a souvenir.

After seeing the beauty of Fairy Chang'e, he always felt that the popular stars and models he needed to look up to before were all rubbish!

Bite!

Just when Lu Yifan was watching it with relish, his mobile phone shook: The Jade Emperor invited Wenqu Xing and Wuqu Xing...... Break the army star monarch and enter the heavenly court chat group.