"Hold the grass and promote positive energy?"

"This is the second time, and it's in the People's Daily again. ”

"Awesome, awesome, really extraordinary, I know that this poem will be different. ”

Fans are delighted.

Some passers-by also feel that they deserve it.

After all, what is expressed in this poem makes people feel very excited, very sunny, not what those individual poets say is illogical, this is not good, that is not good, on the contrary, there is a tenacity in this poem.

In this fast-paced society, "Love Life" does make people feel a positive energy.

It didn't take long for "Love Life, Positive Energy" to become the first hot search, and within a few minutes, it was directly topped by Weibo!

……

Home.

Meng Ke was a little confused.

Of course, it is the first point of confusion to be on the People's Daily again, but the most important thing is that "Love of Life" was put on the top!

This is different from the first, the first hot search can still be bought or relied on popularity, but the top is the privilege of Weibo after the revision of the national policy and some social news, and no one is allowed to surpass it.

It can be said that behind the top, in addition to the attention of Weibo, there is also a meaning, that is, this matter is valued by relevant departments, so Weibo will pay attention to it.

"What's going on? Could it be that even Weibo has started to add fuel to the fire? Isn't this a big deal? ”

Meng Ke felt a little panicked, in the past, "Love of Life" was selected into the Chinese textbook, is it now? If so, then he will be an educator in the future? What should he do if he scares people? His own work has been included in the textbook, will he have to scold people when the time comes?

The brain hurts, the brain hurts, the brain hurts.

"@孟柯, Lao Meng's show is good, come out and give out red envelopes!"

Just when Meng Ke was sitting on the bed and thinking nonsense, the WeChat group message suddenly popped up, and Wang Fei was @ himself in the group again!

Never mind.

Love is dripping.

What if you choose to use it in a textbook?

Do you want him to think about it before and not curse at the back? Don't even think about it!

If you can't see it, you can still scold!

Put away his thoughts, Meng Ke opened the WeChat group, Wang Fei had already sent the screenshots on Weibo to the group, Yu Hong, Song Lang and Shen Jiajia were actively discussing, and the news in the whole group began to become 99+ again, and the message that Wang Fei just @ was at the top.

clicked on the prompt that popped up next to him, and Meng Ke saw a series of messages flying up, and he couldn't pull it.

"Poof...... You've talked a lot. ”

Meng Ke didn't bother to look at it, and replied directly in the group.

Wang Fei: Lao Meng, send red envelopes!

"It's not the first time that it's been on the hot search, what is there to post,"

Meng Ke directly rejected Wang Fei's request for the second goods in the group, paused and continued, "Wait for my buddy to be recorded in the history books and send it again, when you have any difficulties, you can mention my name, I dare not guarantee that it can help you solve it, but it can relieve your boredom." ”

Wang Fei: Get out! Lao Meng, you have really changed, you must have been taught by Jiajia.

Shen Jiajia: What's the matter with me?

Wang Fei: Hold the grass, dog food, enough for the two of you, you can eat your dog food on the other side of the ocean, do you have a sense of public morality?

"Dog food, you've been single for too long! Meng Ke replied unceremoniously.

Shen Jiajia: +1 for being single for too long!

Wang Fei: [vomiting blood] slipped away, I can't stand it, I can't stand it.

Husband and wife combined.

Victory.

Just when Meng Ke showed his aunt's smile, Shen Jiajia's separate WeChat message came, "[Hehe]"

"[Haha]"

Two expressions, self-explanatory.

Chu Dong: Lao Wang can only be accompanied by five girls now, and when spring comes, it is very lonely.

Wang Fei: Get out! Dude, I'm a fan of people driving and getting flat tires now, and there are already several foreign girls who have shown favor to me, and they are hot, but I don't agree.

Chu Dong: I dreamed, Wang.

Wang fei:......

Shen Jiajia: Dongzi, don't hit Wang Fei, let him YY, after all, it's a maternal solo.

Wang Fei: Phew! You're just jealous of me!

Chu Dong: Come on, you can't get married when Xiao Song gets married, I'm jealous of you.

Wang fei:......

Looking at the chat records in the group, the corners of Meng Ke's lips gradually rose, Wang Fei's comic comparison, no matter where he is, is always a laughing point, in the past, he was there, and the studio would not feel bored at all, now everyone is working hard, and it is really a little emotional to watch the chat from the group.

With a smile, Meng Ke directly sent a red envelope in the group.

[Wang Fei received your red envelope]

[Song Lang received your red envelope]

[Yu Hong received your red envelope]

[Shen Jiajia received your red envelope]

[Chu Dong received your red envelope]

Brush brush brush.

In the blink of an eye, the red envelope was received.

Wang Fei: I'm sorry! Lao Meng, your uncle, for a penny, you will compensate me for traffic.

Chu Dong: ...... Jiajia, you go and beat Ke Zi.

Yu Hong: Thank you, boss.

Song Lang: Wow, I finally got Brother Meng's red envelope, although it was one point, but I was so happy.

Woohoo.

The message began to jump upwards again.

But this time, except for Wang Fei, Chu Dong, and Shen Jiajia, other people didn't react to Meng Ke's red envelope, anyway, one point, especially Song Lang, is still very shy now, and rarely appears in the group except for work matters.

Yu Hong was very arrogant, but he always held Meng Ke, which made him a little embarrassed to show his vulgar side, and now he can only pretend not to see it.

Looking at a few people in the group chatting for a while, Meng Ke quietly quit the WeChat group, although he is very idle now, but he doesn't necessarily have to spend time on the Internet every day, and the rest of the time he can practice internal skills or read books.

He always has a thousand ways to make his leisure time meaningful.

Bell bell bell.

The phone rang.

"Hey, Brother Peng. Meng Ke picked up the phone.

"Xiao Ke, our Huanzhu can't be broadcast. On the phone, Zhu Zuopeng's voice was a little anxious and frustrated, and he could still hear a little crying in his voice.

"What? can't be broadcast? Why?"

Meng Ke felt a little confused, but he didn't have much feeling that "Huanzhu Gege" couldn't be broadcast, this feeling was like being knocked on a stick, and there was no idea in his brain in a short period of time.

"Don't mention it, it's all up to me. ”

Zhu Zuopeng sighed and said, "Brother Peng, I won't cheat you, how much money you smashed, I will compensate you, and I will give you all the iron smashed." ”

"Don't talk about this, I'll just ask you what's going on? Why can't it be broadcast all of a sudden?"

Meng Ke is starting to get a little angry.

Throwing money is important, but the most important thing is the profit in the later stage of "Returning the Pearl", this is not something that Zhu Zuopeng can estimate with a single sentence of capital, how to lose? How to lose? A project of nearly tens of millions and 100 million a year, you talk to me about losing money? Really when I have a hole in my brain?

Angry, Meng Ke's tone was also a little not good, but he still had reason, so he didn't want to say what to do if he couldn't broadcast it, he still had to figure out the reason.

But now Zhu Zuopeng doesn't care about this, and when he heard Meng Ke ask, he said angrily, "Du Te is the one who wrote the song, damn, a composer and a lyric filler colluded to plagiarize, and the TV station was originally approved and ready to be broadcast next month.

Unexpectedly, this Nima was found out at once, everything was lost, and the TV station said that it was not possible to broadcast things with plagiarism, and if it could be changed within two weeks, it would be over, and if it could not be changed, it would not be passed, which ...... Isn't this the same as not being able to broadcast? Xiao Ke, I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I think I still need to inform you. ”

"That's it?"

"Ahh ”

Zhu Zuopeng was a little confused.

Xiao Ke's tone is wrong, shouldn't normal people be angry and scold those two shameless songwriters and composers? Why did Meng Ke come here as if it was a parent comforting his child, and that's it? Didn't you understand?

After thinking about it, he continued, "Xiao Ke, there is a problem with all the BGMs, a total of four or five songs, and one of them is the original theme song that we set, and now there is a problem, two weeks, we are not enough to find people, you don't know the market ......"

Listening to Zhu Zuopeng's chatter, Meng Ke felt both distressed and funny.

The distressing thing is that Zhu Zuopeng really feels like a great enemy, and the funny thing is that this girl is scared, right, and specially reminded herself that it is not easy to find someone? This is completely ignoring him?

Laughing, Meng Ke said, "Brother Peng, if I give you a new song score, with the fastest speed, when will I be able to complete all the replacements?"

"If there is a song, it will be fast, it will be completed in a week at most, we are on call at any time in the later stage, and you don't know, Xu Wei's singing skills are also a must, she sang the theme instrument before, and now she is also on call at any time, it's really not good, we still have a band here...... Wait,"

After talking for a long time, Zhu Zuopeng suddenly reacted, and in an instant, his face changed greatly, and he gasped into the phone, "Xiao Ke, what do you mean...... You have a new ...... New ......"

"New" for a long time, Zhu Zuopeng didn't say why, but everyone understood each other in their hearts.

Meng Ke didn't hide it, and said with a smile, "Yes, I have a new one, in fact, it depends on me, I was in too much of a hurry to leave, and I forgot that there was a post-editing part, and I didn't leave the BGM and theme song for you, which is why this kind of thing happened." ”

"It's not Xiao Ke, you mean, these have already been there?"

Zhu Zuopeng felt that his brain was really insufficient, he didn't sleep well all night when he received the notice the day before yesterday, and yesterday he even thought that he wouldn't be able to broadcast it in the future, so his hard work was in the soup and he cried aggrievedly, and when he called Meng Ke, he was ready to be scolded.

Can ...... now What's going on?

It turns out that there is an episode and a theme song? Is it because Meng Ke left too much to stay?

Hold a big grass!

It's a joke on him!

For a while, Zhu Zuopeng couldn't wait to crawl over the phone to see if Meng Ke was lying.

"It can't be regarded as an early date, it's just that there is such an idea, I haven't started writing, and I haven't thought of this stubble before, but now that you mentioned it, I just remembered. Meng Ke told the truth.

In fact, he really didn't think about it, he thought about filming the plot when he redeemed it, but he forgot what else he needed for post-editing, and flew back directly after filming, basically it can be said that he handed over all the post-production to Zhu Zuopeng to complete it alone, as for the music or something, he didn't expect it later.

This is also Zhu Zuopeng's mention, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of it.

After all, in the case of the plot flow, the background music can only be regarded as a plus, even if it is replaced, it is not necessarily a bad thing, what if it is more in line with it?

Therefore, Meng Ke really didn't take this matter to heart.

"Didn't put pen to paper? What do you mean...... Can you write?"

Zhu Zuopeng felt that his brain was not enough, he thought that Meng Ke would be irritable like thunder, but people didn't think about it at all, and calmly told him that the episode was already there, and just when he thought it was already a finished product, Meng Ke said that he had already conceived it?

Idea?

You're not a finished product!

"Can you just write it and you can't read it then?"

Meng Ke grinned, "When do you have time?" I'll send it to you when I'm done." ”