Chenxi District, Tianjing City, Sohu Network Company Building, 19th Floor Meeting Room.

Zhai Zhiyong, editor-in-chief of Sohu Entertainment, stretched out his hand and shook it warmly with the visitor: "Mr. Xiong, I didn't expect you to come." ”

Xiong Pinggui, the deputy general manager of Universal Entertainment, still had a bright smile on his face: "Editor-in-Chief Zhai, these days, I'm really sorry for you, Xiong should come to thank you." ”

"Mr. Xiong is polite, please take a seat."

After three or two sentences, Zhai Zhiyong sighed: "Mr. Xiong, to tell you the truth, I really feel a little weak in the last few articles." Ye Luo, this young man, I actually still admire him very much. ”

"Editor-in-chief Zhai doesn't have to worry too much." Xiong Pinggui smiled, "This young man is not very simple. But when it comes to musical talent, after all, there are still some doubts, and we can't rule out the possibility that he is packaged with a dream record. Now he is firmly in control of Chu Mo'er, so that hundreds of millions of advertising endorsements cannot be operated there, and we are forced to do this. ”

Xiong Pinggui paused for a moment, and then said: "Besides, I have also read the article edited by Editor-in-Chief Zhai, and I just analyzed the possibilities, so there is still room for improvement." ”

While chatting, a young editor in the editorial office suddenly pushed open the door to the living room.

"What's the matter?" When Zhai Zhiyong saw this panicked editor, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Editor-in-chief! Ye Luofa has a new song! The young editor's face turned a little pale, "And it's in the form of a music video!" ”

"Cut right in!" Zhai Zhiyong picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the digital TV in the living room.

Xiong Pinggui's face also changed, and he looked up at the TV screen.

After a short wait, the sound of the piano began to sound in the living room, and then the loud opening music appeared. The sound waves exploded throughout the meeting room.

On the screen, the words "produced by Ye Luo" first appeared, and then the title of the song appeared: "Exaggeration".

……

Five minutes later, the screen dimmed.

Xiong Pinggui and Zhai Zhiyong in the living room were quiet. He didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Zhai Zhiyong glanced at Xiong Pinggui faintly, his lips moved, and he just wanted to say something, but he sighed again and swallowed it back.

Xiong Pinggui was silent for a while, raised his hand, took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and took out one. Just handed it to his lips and wanted to light it, he suddenly remembered that there was Zhai Zhiyong beside him, and hurriedly handed the cigarette in his hand to the editor-in-chief.

It has been two years since Zhai Zhiyong quit smoking, but at this time he did not shirk and reached out to take the cigarette.

For a time, the living room was full of smoke and gloomy clouds.

After smoking the two cigarettes, Xiong Pinggui was originally a little distracted in his eyes. Gradually, he regained his old fighting spirit, and he coughed softly. said: "Editor-in-chief Zhai, since this is the case, we can do this......"

"You're going to continue?" Zhai Zhiyong looked at the vice president of Universal Entertainment in disbelief, and said in his heart, your heart is too wide, and he hurriedly interrupted, "As soon as his new song comes out." One of the most basic points we questioned him before, the question of his musical talent, has been overturned. If our media continue to attack him, we will be poked in the back! ”

The more Zhai Zhiyong spoke, the more excited he became, and he almost slapped the table.

"It's not. I mean......" Xiong Pinggui wanted to say something, but the mobile phone in his arms rang, he took it out and looked at the number, but his face changed.

"I'm sorry, Editor-in-Chief Zhai, I have a very important phone call." Xiong Pinggui got up and said.

"Then I won't send it." Zhai Zhiyong immediately said that in his eyes, the current vice president Xiong has been equated with the plague god.

……

Shangdu Conservatory of Music, the teaching building of the composition department, is the noon lunch break.

In normal times, at this point, there are almost no female composition departments, and the male students in the third year, if they have girlfriends, most of them talk to their girlfriends on the grass in the major gardens of the school, and if they don't, they are bored shaking their mobile phones in the classroom to see if they can catch a fish nearby.

If you're really bored, then lie down on your desk and sleep.

Of course, there are also top students who are still reading, such as the class president Guo Zhen, and Ye Luo in the past.

But today, the 10th class of composers is not the same as in the past.

Because of Professor Niu Xueyi, the head of the department, he didn't go back to the office at noon, and now he is sitting behind the podium.

With Professor Niu in charge, none of the students in the class dared to run, and their butts were like nails nailed to the seats in the classroom.

"Sit honestly for me, and I'll make up a practical lesson for you." Niu Xueyi said lightly, "You stinky boys, you have also received three years of professional training, and the things in the textbooks can be regarded as learning." But the music that was written, except for Guo Zhen's, could barely reach the ear, and nothing else could be listened to. ”

"Hehe, Professor Niu, even if you don't come, we will wait for Ye Luo's new song, everyone is looking forward to it." Guo Zhen, who was sitting in the front row, said with a smile.

"Hmph, if I don't come, you guys will just watch the excitement, can you see the doorway?" Niu Xueyi said calmly, and Guo Zhen, who had been refreshing his mobile phone, suddenly said excitedly: "There is movement!" Ye Luo, this kid posted a song on Weibo! I'm rubbing.,It's actually a video link.,This time it's a MV! ”。

As he spoke, Guo Zhen took out a tablet from his desk.

Guo Zhen took the lead, and the other students took out their mobile phones, tablets, and laptops one after another, and connected to the network with great skill.

"I'm wiping, the Internet speed is so slow! It takes half a day to open a Weibo! ”

"Nima, there are too many people downloading around here! The number is too large, and the network is busy! ”

"Nonsense, this is a school building, and our signal here is weak."

"Ye Luo, this guy is too cheating, it's just a reprint link on Weibo, just this broken Internet speed, where else can we go to the video website?"

"We started too slowly, and the speed was taken away."

"Professor, what should I do?" Guo Zhen cried and said to Niu Xueyi, "I can't see it, how can I teach this lesson?" ”

Niu Xueyi looked at the noisy students in the classroom, calmly took out his mobile phone, and connected the mobile phone with the multimedia system with a number line: "When I come to class, will I not prepare teaching materials?" ”

"Huh? Professor Niu, are you so good at even surfing the Internet? It's good to get down so soon? Guo Zhen looked surprised.

"Nonsense, Ye Luo's kid sent it to me ten minutes ago." Niu Xueyi glanced at Guo Zhen: "I asked him if he wanted a song, did he dare to give it?" Let's take a look. ”

A few minutes later, there was a roar in the classroom of the 10th class of composition.

"I'll rub it, it's sour!"

"Sharp!"

"Cow. Force! ”

"It's too much for our class!"

"Quiet!" Niu Xueyi glared at the bull's eye again, "What about class!" Since you said yes, Guo Zhen, tell me, what's so good about this song? ”

Guo Zhen stood up and said: "This song is a rock and roll style, fortunately, it perfectly combines the wild and uninhibited attitude of rock and roll with the meaning of the lyrics, and he is ...... in arrangement."

"That's not the point." Niu Xueyi shook his head and interrupted, "The best thing about this song is not in the technical things, but in the situation.

Our composition students not only have to write songs, but also write songs that are appropriate for certain situations.

When there are limitations in the proposition, or when there are special circumstances, whether you can compose music and lyrics freely requires not only a very deep musical literacy, but also a state of mind cultivation that is like stopping water.

And this is the biggest gap between you and Ye Luo now.

Although the song is called "Exaggeration", if you really have a pompous mentality, you can't write this song. ”

……

Ulsan Community, 12 o'clock at noon.

After "Exaggeration" was released, a table of people began to eat lunch.

"After eating, let's continue reading." Ye Luo said, "I know that in the past few days, the outside world has been very noisy, although you pretended not to care in front of me, in fact, you have also been somewhat affected, such as Xiuyun, you have been reading for three days, but you have been reading the first ten pages. ”

Li Xiuyunqiao blushed and didn't speak.

Ye Luo continued: "But I think that after today, at least the global side should stop a little, and everyone can review with peace of mind." I'll say hi to Rob, and I won't have to go to the bar for the time being, and I'll finish my final exams first. ”

……

"He said it lightly."

At eleven o'clock at night, Wang Nicole shrunk on the small bed in her room, sat cross-legged, with a laptop on her lap, her fleshy fingers were operating on it, and she muttered, "Read carefully, prepare for the exam well, don't be disturbed, Balabala." The others are fine, how can I have this spare time! I want to keep an eye on his Weibo, and now I have to take care of the MV on the Leshi video website. Mo'er, this boyfriend of yours is a typical hands-off shopkeeper. ”

Chu Mo'er originally sat quietly at the end of the bed, slowly turned a page of the book, raised her head to look at Wang Nicole, and said with a slight smile: "Then wouldn't it be better if you didn't care about this?" Ye Luo didn't let you keep an eye on it all the time. If you don't have a quiet heart, you have to go to others. ”

"Okay?" Wang Nicole drew a big circle with her hands beside her, "Look at this big room, everyone is counting on him now." He looks confident, but I'm a little empty. ”

"Nothing?" Chu Mo'er asked.

"Money!" Wang Nicole said, "Ye Luo's talent and character, I don't worry about him at all. But making music is actually very difficult to make money. In the past two days, I have asked my old man about it. He told me that with the boom of the Internet in recent years, it is too convenient to distribute music online, and piracy is also rampant. So at present, major domestic record companies, including Universal Entertainment and Dream Records, are actually losing money in the process of releasing records. ”

"Are you losing money?" Chu Mo'er blinked a pair of beautiful eyes, a little incredulous, "How can this be?" (To be continued......)