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Song Zheng arrived in the middle of the night, Dou Wei came over slowly and leisurely on his bicycle, locked the bicycle slowly, opened the door, and went in.

"I did it according to my understanding, if you are not satisfied~~~~" Dou Wei said, glanced at Song Zheng, and then said, "I don't have a problem!"

Song Zheng smiled bitterly, almost suffocating his internal injuries by Dou Wei's big gasp: "I'll take a look first!"

Dou Wei rummaged through a pile of videotapes for a long time before he found Song Zheng's "Life and Death Line", stuffed it into the VCR, clicked on the device, and soon the first episode without an opening began.

The highest level of film and television drama soundtracks is that the music itself cannot affect the development of the plot, or even make people perceive the existence of music, but it can show enough rendering power.

Obviously, Dou Wei did it, when Song Zheng watched it for the first time, he didn't even notice that there was music, and then he watched it again, paying extra attention to it, and then he heard that there was music.

"Is it okay?"

When Song Zheng was watching, Dou Wei had been busy with his own business on the side, and it was a very strange thing, others played the piano to the score, but he was good, in front of a painting.

Song Zheng has long been surprised by such behavior, Dou Wei has usually done more chattering things than this.

"Brother Dou!

If someone else has a soundtrack, Song Zheng said that he can't rest assured that he has to watch all the more than 40 episodes, but Dou Wei's words, as long as the soundtracks of the later episodes can reach this level, he will be down-to-earth.

Dou Wei smiled when he heard this, and said, "You did a good job in this scene, it's quite interesting!"

Dou Wei rarely watches movies, let alone TV series, before Song Zheng took Lin Xinru to the Red Star, he didn't know who Lin Xinru was.

It is very rare to get a word of praise from Dou Wei.

Dou Wei is not polite, maybe he really likes it, and his words are more: "The four winds you play are the best, men, you should live like him!"

Dou Wei said, with a little melancholy in his tone, obviously thinking about it again, after many years, he is still pestering him, the divorce case with the queen Wang Fei.

Song Zheng can't say anything about this kind of thing, let alone follow the melon-eating audience to crusade against Dou Wei, because he knows very well that Dou Wei is not a flowery person.

Although Dou Wei didn't say it, Song Zheng heard a lot from He Yong, Zhang Chu, and Zheng Jun, it seems that Dou Wei has never really loved Wang Fei, maybe as he said to reporters, the whole thing is full of conspiracy from beginning to end.

What is it, Song Zheng is not good to comment, because he is not a party.

"Brother Dou, let's go out for some food!"

This time Dou Wei did not refuse, hesitated, nodded for a moment, packed up his things, Song Zheng put everything that should be taken away in the car, and the two of them still drove one and the other rode a bicycle to a Lu restaurant.

Song Zheng remembered that Dou Vit liked the soup fried double crispy and leek sea sausage in this restaurant.

When he came in, he still ordered these two dishes, and let Song Zheng arrange the rest, Song Zheng didn't order alcohol if he wanted to drive, and Dou Wei had quit drinking for a long time.

When the dishes were served, the two of them started eating, gossiping with each other, Song Zheng knew that Dou Wei never talked about work and music when he was eating.

But Song Zheng still didn't hold back, and asked tentatively: "Brother Dou, how is the company you are staying in now!?"

Dou Wei was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly, but it was rare that he didn't pick up the chopsticks, and continued to pull the leeks stuck to the sea intestines, he didn't eat leeks, but he liked this dish, and every time he ordered it, he had to pick the leeks cleanly, and put them neatly one by one, looking like he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Still like that!

Mix!

Song Zheng couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard it, the three heroes of Moyan who used to be in the Chinese rock music scene, now they can only live a mixed life, Dou Wei lives in seclusion, Zhang Chu is autistic, He Yong is living a heartless life, the Hung Hom concert that caused a sensation in Xiangjiang back then, as if it had never existed.

"Brother Dou! or ~~~~~~"

Syllable!

As if knowing what Song Zheng was going to say, Dou Wei put down his chopsticks and lowered his head without speaking.

Seeing this, Song Zheng knew that he had committed Dou Wei's taboo, and hurriedly said: "Brother Dou, I won't say it, don't say it, can't you do it! Eat! Eat!"

Dou Wei smiled faintly, picked up the chopsticks, continued to pick the leeks, and placed them horizontally and vertically, and then mixed the sea intestines with rice that did not have a trace of green.

"Actually, none of you need to worry about me, it's good for me to ~~~~~~~ like this!"

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, and could only sigh in his heart, because he knew very well that Dou Wei's current situation was definitely not close to the word "good", no one appreciated music, and even more unsatisfactory work, even ~~~~~ family

Song Zheng knows very well that although Dou Wei and his current girlfriend Gao Yuan got married and had children, they still failed to go to the end hand in hand.

There is no way to distinguish who is right and wrong, the two people used to love vigorously, Dou Wei even did not hesitate to bear the infamy of "negative person" in order to be with Gao Yuan, but the two people are really together, and many practical problems have arisen, Dou Wei is a talented musician, he has an obsessive attachment to music, as long as he is stained with music, he will enter the realm of selflessness, however, he is not a good man, especially for women.

Dou Wei is a tall person and has a withdrawn personality, and many familiar friends will find it difficult to contact this person when they are with him, let alone the pillow person who lives together.

"Brother Dou, what's the matter, just speak, I don't mean anything else!"

Dou Wei smiled, nodded, and continued to pick his leeks.

After eating a meal, Song Zheng didn't feel depressed, being with someone like Dou Wei is easy to quiet a person's heart, during this time, Song Zheng was busy in the dark, and he really needed such a person to help him calm down.

After settling the bill, Song Zheng took out a bank card from his pocket and put it on the table, which he had prepared a long time ago, and the card contained 200,000 yuan, which was the salary paid to Dou Wei.

When Dou Wei saw it, he frowned again.

didn't wait for Dou Wei to speak, Song Zheng hurriedly said: "Brother Dou, friendship is friendship, work is work, this money was prepared as early as when the crew was formed, don't shirk!"

Dou Wei's expression was still a little struggling, in his opinion, the soundtrack for Song Zheng's "Life and Death" was out of the friendship between the two people, and if the money was mixed in, the nature would change.

But Song Zheng's tone did not allow him to refuse.

"Okay! I'll take it!"

Dou Wei didn't ask how much money was in it, picked up the card and put it in his pocket, nodded at Song Zheng, got up and went out.

Song Zheng followed behind, watched Dou Wei leave on a bicycle, and then got into the car.

"Sister, I'll ask you about something!" As soon as he got in the car, Song Zheng dialed Wang Jinghua's number.

When Wang Jinghua took her son to Hainan during the Chinese New Year, she felt strange when she received a call from Song Zheng: "Xiao Song! What, what do you want to inquire?"

Song Zheng said: "Sister, the later stage of "Life and Death" is finished, how is the channel matter, how is Mr. Wang's contact?"

When Wang Jinghua heard this, she said angrily: "Xiao Song! It's not that my sister said you, you just bow your head to Mr. Wang, what can you do? You are still an artist in Huayi now, there is no need to make the relationship so stiff." ”

When Song Zheng heard this, he immediately understood what was going on, and he was still wondering why Wang Zhongjun didn't care about the post-production of "Life and Death", and dared to compete with him.

Knowing what was going on, Song Zheng's bullish temper also came up: "Sister, I don't believe that Wang Zhongjun is willing to throw 10 million into the pit!"

The drama "Life and Death" did set most of Song Zheng's net worth, but Wang Zhongjun also threw 10 million into it, if Wang Zhongjun really competed with him for that little, Song Zheng didn't mind accompanying him.

When Wang Jinghua heard this, she couldn't help but have a headache, what she was most afraid of was this, Wang Zhongjun wanted to protect his boss's face, and Song Zheng was just a stubborn temper, if these two people really got on top, she would be uncomfortable in the middle.

"Xiao Song, this is not the time to be rash, don't forget, how much money you put into this play, if Mr. Wang really suppresses this play, and there is no company to help you contact the channel, are you really willing to lose money!?"

Of course Song Zheng will not be so stupid, in order to compete with others, he tosses around with millions of dollars, that's right, "Life and Death" wants to be released, and it is really difficult to do without the support of the company.

But it's just not easy!

It's not enough to really kill him!

"Sister! I didn't get to that point, I didn't want to lose money willingly, didn't Mr. Wang really care about the investment he threw into "Life and Death"?

When Wang Jinghua heard this, she almost jumped up in fright, Song Zheng went to find Wang Zhongjun, and now the two of them are holding the cow, if they don't agree, they will ~~~~~~~ when the time comes

If it were someone else, Wang Jinghua didn't have this worry, but Song Zheng's temper of a dead child, she didn't dare to be careless.

"Xiao Song, don't worry, don't worry! In this way, I will go back in two days, and when the time comes, I will go with you, what do you think?"

Wang Jinghua now just wants to stabilize Song Zheng first, and then she goes to communicate with Wang Zhongjun, after all, there is nothing big about the two of them, as long as they talk about it.

Wang Jinghua planned to delay, but Song Zheng didn't have such good patience: "Sister, don't worry, nothing will happen, okay! That's it, I'll go to the company first!"

After Song Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone and drove towards Huayi Brothers, thinking in his heart as he drove, how to deal with it if Wang Zhongjun really wanted to get stuck with him in this matter.