Cloud Shadow Entertainment Co., Ltd.

When Zhao Xiaocao took Li Qinwei up to the chairman's office.

Zhou Qing, who heard the news, immediately ran over.

"Dong Zhao!"

Walking into the office with the door open, Zhou Qing's expression was extremely complicated.

"Have you notified those artists and their agents?" Zhao Xiaocao went straight to the point.

"Hmm!"

"How is the war going, and how many people have chosen to terminate the contract?"

"Ninety percent of the artists choose to terminate the contract!"

When he said this, Zhou Qing was ready to be scolded.

But it's no wonder that he is not surprised, the prospects of Yunying Entertainment were originally a predictable depression, and those artists did not choose to terminate their contracts in person before, purely because they didn't want to pay the termination fee.

"Then there are still ten percent left, why don't they leave?" Zhao Xiaocao was still a little surprised by this result.

Of course, the surprise is not that there is so much loss, but that there are still 20% of them who choose to stay.

"Dong Zhao, most of the ten percent of them are not from professional backgrounds, even if they leave Yunying Entertainment, there won't be many companies to sign them! So it's better to stay! But a few still have great potential, but unfortunately the company has not been able to create excellent works suitable for them!" Zhou Qingdao said.

"Where are they?"

"According to Zhao Dong's intentions, they have all rushed here!"

"Okay, you go out first!When they arrive, let them gather in the conference room!" Zhao Xiaocao said.

....

"Young master, where are you going to do it!"

After Zhou Qing left, Li Qinwei, who couldn't hold back any longer, asked.

"Write a song!"

As he spoke, Zhao Xiaocao took out the banknotes from the drawer.

"What?" Li Qinwei was stunned.

But Zhao Xiaocao didn't pay attention to her anymore.

Instead, he swayed his pen and started a brief score on paper.

watched the young master draw notes one by one with a pen.

Li Qinwei unconsciously snorted.

"Not to mention, this rhythm is pretty good! Could it be that the young master really knows how to write songs?"

Li Qinwei said secretly in her heart.

But I didn't dare to bother to ask questions.

In Li Qinwei's silent humming rhythm.

Soon, Zhao Xiaocao also finished writing the score, although it is the simplest score, it is enough, after all, Yunying Entertainment has no shortage of professionals to improve.

After composing the music, the next step is to fill in the lyrics.

Hardly even thinking about it.

Zhao Xiaocao wrote the lyrics that had long been imprinted in his mind under the score.

A song "Later".

This is the case with a simple score!

It doesn't take more than 10 minutes before and after.

"Young master, this song, this song was really written by you?"

If the rhythm of the song makes Li Qinwei think it's pretty good.

Then when the lyrics came out, she was completely shocked.

With that sad rhythm, plus these tear-jerking lyrics.

Once the appearance is sung, how many people's tears have to be hit, how many people have to cry for those who missed, and how many people have to resonate?

This, this is written by a useless loser?

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Don't you see it with your own eyes? Besides, is this young master the kind of master who can plagiarize?" Zhao Xiaocao's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said shamelessly without embarrassment.

But that's also, on this side, there is no later song at all, not to mention later, there are no songs on earth here!

Li Qinwei nodded in a daze.

If there was such a song before, wouldn't it have been popular all over the country long ago?

In addition, the crime of infringement in this world is very serious, but anyone who dares to plagiarize and infringe on these must be spurned by the whole world, and he will not be able to raise his head in the future.

So how could the young master commit this kind of public anger to discredit himself? On the whole, this was done by the young master in less than ten minutes!

First of all, he wrote that he broke the sky.

Now it's written again.

Is this still the good-for-nothing loser?

No, this is a genius, a genius who has beaten countless gold medal lyricists and composers!

"Young master, what is the name of this song?" Li Qinwei asked, holding the turbulent waves in her heart.

"Later!" Zhao Xiaocao said.

"Alright, don't bother me, I'll write a few more!"

Without waiting for Li Qinwei to speak, Zhao Xiaocao, who had entered the state, continued to write hard.

For the next hour or so.

Li Qinwei's worldview is completely messy!

The perception of genius is even more collapsed!

One song after another, each song is a classic song that can directly hit people's hearts and resonate.

Is this like the wholesale output of an assembly line?

Oh, my God!

This, is this still human?

On average, it takes less than 10 minutes to compose a song? What the hell is in this head?

If it's some garbage songs, it's okay, but this is the first classic!

Seriously, Li Qinwei almost couldn't help but explode...

"Whew, it's finally over!"

Stop writing.

Looking at the stack of papers in front of him, Zhao Xiaocao's face revealed a sense of pride.

Later, you at the same table, it's a pity that it's not you, little luck, mythical love story, if love has providence, people like me, start all over again, you must be happy, angels in the devil, we are different!

Eleven songs, the first one can make people empathize with it.

Zhao Xiaocao believes that these songs must be published and designated to be popular on the streets and alleys of the country!

"I'm grass, it's been more than an hour?"

Putting down the pen and glancing at the time, Zhao Dagongzi exhaled.

"Young master, you have composed eleven songs! If you change to other gold medal lyricists and composers, you may not be able to get a score right when inspiration erupts in more than an hour!" Li Qinwei was speechless, what kind of evil is this.

"Ahem, it's also ha!" Zhao Xiaocao cleared his throat and was smug, and continued, "By the way, more than an hour has passed, and the efficiency of those artists returning to the company is so slow? Qin Wei, you go to urge Zhou Qing to this young master, and ask him if he wants to do it!"

"Young master, Zhou Qing came here just now, but I was afraid of disturbing you, so I didn't let him in, he said, those artists have already gathered in the conference room, just waiting for you!" Li Qinwei said.

"Oh, okay, bring these lyrics and songs, and go to the conference room with this young master!"

Patting the paper full of lyrics and songs on the table, Zhao Xiaocao wanted to stand up.

Can be a second.

Hiss-!

A breath of cool air gasped.

A look of pain suddenly appeared on Zhao Gongzi's face.

"Young master, aren't we leaving?"

After putting away the lyrics and songs, looking at Zhao Xiaocao motionless, Li Qinwei wondered.

"That, Qin Wei, this chair is not used to sitting, I was too involved just now, and my ass was numb! Zhao Xiaocao said.

"Ah, young master, then, what should I do? Do you want to call a doctor?" Li Qinwei was anxious.

"Call you sister!"

What?

Li Qinwei was stunned.

People who know this plane are not familiar with these words, Zhao Xiaocao simply said bluntly, "It's not a big deal, just take it slowly, come, Qin Wei, you slowly help me up!"

"Oh oh oh!" Li Qinwei hurriedly passed the test, carefully clinging to Zhao Xiaocao's body, and slowly helped up.

I didn't realize that the distance was a little too close.

In a flash.

I almost didn't ask for Zhao Gongzi's old life..

"What, Sister Qinwei, you've hit me!"