With a belly full of fire, he signed a contract after a brief communication with Xue Jingshu, who came to receive him.

Lu Yao did not appear.

After the signing was completed, Xue Jingshu took him to Lao Zhang's side.

"Mr. Liu, you are classmates, and he is in charge of the script, so you two can communicate directly about specific matters. ”

With that, she politely left.

Lao Zhang was a little surprised by his arrival at first, and then extended a warm welcome.

"Ah, Lao Liu, you're here too? That's really great! I never thought that a few years after graduation, a few of our old classmates would be able to get together to make movies! This is really fate!"

Fate?

Liu Yapeng looked unhappy.

Lao Zhang has been in the society for many years, and naturally knows how to observe words and feelings.

Seeing that his face was unhappy, his eyes rolled, and he guessed the general reason.

It's no wonder he thinks about it.

A man is full of confidence in his work, but he loses in the bet, not to mention that after losing, he has to come to the opponent's company to work for the other party, and anyone will feel aggrieved, right?

So he duly shut up the topic and turned to work.

"Lao Liu, come and read the script together, and see where you need to add background music......"

After reading the script with Lao Zhang for a while, Liu Yapeng's head was blank, and he had no clue about creation.

Seeing this scene, Lao Zhang had to suspend work.

is also a literary and artistic worker, he understands Liu Yapeng.

It really takes inspiration to create this thing.

Just like when he writes novels, sometimes, inspiration comes, and the pen is like a god, and he explodes 20,000 or 30,000 words a day.

But sometimes there is a lack of inspiration, and after a whole day, I will write a few hundred words.

At the moment, Liu Yapeng is obviously not in a good state and is not suitable for creation.

So he decided to take him for a drink and a chat to ease his mood.

Regarding the proposal to drink, Liu Yapeng did not refuse.

At this point, he really needs to vent.

came to a small restaurant, ordered a few dishes casually, and the two drank Lao Baigan.

At first, Lao Zhang took the opportunity of toasting and asked tentatively, wanting to open the conversation box and ease the relationship between him and Lu Yao in the middle, but Liu Yapeng ignored it and just drank.

So he didn't want to ask again, just toasted.

But he didn't give up.

Because of faith.

He drinks an extraordinary amount.

He was 100% sure that he would get Liu Yapeng drunk.

As the saying goes: spit out the truth after drinking.

Man, as long as he is drunk, it is easy to speak.

Sure enough, a bottle of about a pound of Lao Baigan, the two had just finished dividing it equally, and before he could exert his strength, Liu Yapeng fell.

After getting drunk, Liu Yapeng finally relented.

"Old ...... Lao Zhang, let me tell you, this Tong Yao, no, Lu Yao is too fucking deceitful, do you know?"

"Well, why did he bully you? Oh, you're saying he won the bet and asked you to come to us to play background music for the movie?"

"That's not it!" Liu Yapeng waved his arm weakly, "I am willing to gamble and lose, Lao Tzu is a man, if you lose, you will lose, I admit this!"

"That's not it, what's that? Where did he bully you again?"

He ...... He said my songs, the lyrics are rubbish!"

"Ah, won't he?"

Lao Zhang has a big head.

But think about it, Lu Yao seems to be really capable of doing this!

After all, a traffic star like Yang Tianhao and Li Bufan, who has been in the entertainment industry for many years, dare to be tough head-on, not to mention Liu Yapeng, a behind-the-scenes worker who has been covered up by singers all year round?

Many people only know that a certain song sung by such and such a singer is very good, but if you ask who the songwriter of this song is, most people may not be able to tell it.

Therefore, Lu Yao really won't take him seriously.

That's going to be a big deal!

"No, he didn't say it to my face. ”

"And how do you know?"

Liu Yapeng babbled and told him about the actor he had just met at the door.

After narrating, he said sadly and indignantly: "If he Lu Yao really has that ability, he can write lyrics and compose music, he can be as powerful as his friend, and crush me in an all-round way, I have no opinion! But what qualifications does he have to say this about me? He just relies on a powerful friend! If he can create words and songs of the same level by himself, then I will obey him! He will train me like a son without complaint!

It's like playing a game while reading a book, his teammates on his side are doing their best, breaking through our base, and as a team, I lost, no comment!

But he's a guy with a 0-5 record, and he laughs at me for a 5-5 dish, that's too much!

Yes, they are winning.

But is it up to him to win?

Is he powerful?

I don't think so!

Not convinced by sala!

Father and son bureau!

He can win me, I'll call him Daddy!

The key is that he Lu Yao has that talent?

Listening to his complaints, Lao Zhang couldn't cry or laugh.

He looked at Liu Yapeng with a strange expression and shook his head slightly.

"Lao Liu, it's not that I'm biased towards Lu Yao. Seriously, he's really qualified to criticize you!"

Liu Yapeng doesn't like to hear this.

"You still say that you are not partial to him, how can he be qualified to criticize me?"

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly......"

Listening to Lao Zhang's words, Liu Yapeng's eyes widened and widened.

"Lao Zhang, you won't tell the fuck if you lie? And those works were all created by him Lu Yao himself, you lied to you!"

"I didn't lie to you, really!" Lao Zhang swore an oath: "I couldn't believe it when Mr. Xue first told me, but in hindsight, it seems that only this explanation is the most reasonable!"

"The most plausible explanation is that he has a split personality? These works are all created by himself? I don't believe it!"

"Facts speak louder than words, brother. I've been dealing with him a lot lately, and I've heard a line or two of poetry, couplets, and some very philosophical words coming out of his mouth from time to time.

I've never heard of it before.

You also know that I like to read books, and I know a thing or two about poetry and songs.

The poems that he occasionally pops up are amazing to me!

There are only two possibilities for amazing poems to come out of his mouth: first, these poems are not made by this person, but he is very familiar with these poems and memorizes them well;

Second, these poems are all written by himself!"

Liu Yapeng's wine also woke up.

"What do you mean?"

Lao Zhang said: "You carefully recall Lu Yao's footprints in the past few years: when we went to school together in high school, he was no different at that time, except for occasionally going to make mature women, he rarely dealt with people in the music industry;

After being expelled from Jiandun Academy, he returned to China after a while abroad, and you said that during this time he made friends with some writers? And although these writers can write such powerful poems and songs, they never publish them, but are willing to show him them, let him read them and pretend to be forced after reading them?

Is this possible? Since ancient times, how many literati do not love names?

So, excluding the option of the impossible, the rest is undoubtedly the truth!"

Liu Yapeng completely sobered up.

"No, it can't be, right?" he broke out in a cold sweat, "Could it be that I really want to call him Daddy?!"