Li Mengyao listened hard for a long time, and finally figured out Liu Sihan's incoherent words, feeling a little unbelievable. It is both Zheng Chengxian's boldness and Liu Sihan's delusion.

"You're thinking too much, Hanhan. If you don't say whether you can do it or not, of course it doesn't seem to me to be a good thing at all. Even if you do it, how can people ask you to be a director? South Korea is not without good directors. ”

"I know Korean directors are not bad, but they don't understand Chinese culture."

Liu Sihan disagreed with her friend's words. If you want to shoot something from Huaguo, is there anything more suitable than a Huaguo director?

But even so, there are so many Chinese directors in our country, why do people use you?

Li Mengyao couldn't bear to say this.

She has known Liu Sihan since she was in school. The two have a directing department, an acting department, and a dormitory, and their relationship is like sisters.

After graduating, with his beautiful appearance, he can still get a job more or less. And the director doesn't look at appearances, and Liu Sihan doesn't want to wronged herself, so she can only nest in the new house prepared for her by her parents, munching on instant noodles every day to find a job everywhere.

Although Liu Sihan is giggling every day, Li Mengyao knows the hardships in her friends' hearts, and no one understands the hardships better than her. Now that I see my friend find my target, I can't bear to pour cold water. I didn't know what to say for a while.

Liu Sihan didn't care about her friend's worries, full of ambition, or thought of it but didn't care. Carefully hold your mobile phone and search for relevant information on the Internet.

habitually went to Zheng Chengxian's Twitter to wander around, and accidentally saw a piece of music that had just been uploaded, and exclaimed in surprise:

"The music is coming."

"Oh?"

Li Mengyao leaned over, of course she had heard of Zheng Chengxian's name, but she didn't know much about it, she only knew that he was a very famous talent. I can't help but be a little curious about what kind of great music this so-called great talent makes.

"Let's listen to it."

"Hmm!" Liu Sihan clicked the play button with great interest.

A melodious note pours out like droplets of water jumping in a mountain stream. The melodious keyboard harmonic is reminiscent of a babbling stream in a lofty mountain.

The music gradually strengthened and became more and more layered, and after the rapid sound of cymbals, the heavy drum beat suddenly sounded, as if it was directly hitting the heart.

The two couldn't help but be shocked and looked at each other in shock. Achieving this effect with just a few tens of seconds of music is amazing! There is no overly complicated melody in a short piece, only a repeated, but majestic melody repeatedly. Despite this, they were still fascinated by the two of them.

Liu Sihan kept playing the tune, over and over again.

"It's so good, I really didn't expect such a short paragraph to make people feel like they never get tired of listening to it."

Li Mengyao breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt a sense of relief in her heart, and couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of her heart.

On the contrary, Liu Sihan, a loyal fan, surprisingly didn't say anything, just stared at the phone in a daze, and there was still a little sparkle in his eyes.

Li Mengyao glanced at her strangely:

"Hanhan, what's wrong with you?"

I didn't get an answer, so I couldn't help but shake my friend with my hand

"Hanhan!"

"Huh~?"

Liu Sihan raised her head as if she had just woken up from a dream and looked at Li Mengyao blankly.

"What's wrong with you? I don't even pay attention to talking to you. Li Mengyao complained, and then came up and stared at her eyes with concern:

"You're not crying, are you?"

"Is there one?" Liu Sihan touched the corner of her eyes inexplicably, looking at the clear water stains on her hands, she was also dumbfounded. Facing the concerned eyes of his friends, he looked confused:

"I don't know what's going on, but I just feel so impressed."

Li Mengyao smiled:

"Chasing stars and chasing stupid you!"

Liu Sihan ignored her friend's ridicule and hurriedly left a message for Zheng Chengxian on Twitter:

"I've heard the tune, it's great. My friends and I cried. I pressed the send button and waited for a reply.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Mengyao muttered dissatisfiedly: "I admit it's very good, but where am I crying?" ”

Liu Sihan smiled, and before she could reply, her mobile phone sent out a message prompt sound, and she hurriedly lowered her head and clicked on the message.

"It's my honor that you can like it, after all, my song is called "Memories of the Forbidden City", if you can recognize it as a Chinese, at least it means that this song is not badly written, right?"

"It's not bad, it's just amazing. I haven't heard such a good tune yet. Liu Sihan hurriedly replied, eagerly like a believer praising God's blessings.

It seems that Li Mengyao's ridicule is not untargeted.

Obviously, she had long been accustomed to seeing her friend's appearance, Li Mengyao pursed her lips disdainfully and stood up:

"You can chat with your idol, and I'll go buy something to eat. What do you eat at noon? ”

"Braised chicken rice!"

Liu Sihan replied without raising her head, and even with a hint of impatience in her tone.

Li Mengyao's body froze, the corners of her eyes jumped, she felt that her blood pressure was rising, and she stomped her foot and threw away the door with hatred.

The heavy sound of the door closing didn't make Liu Sihan raise her head, and she still sent a message with a happy face:

"What I said is true, this is the first time I have heard such magnificent music. I've heard a lot of works by domestic musicians, but none of them are as ...... as you" Liu Sihan paused and thought about it, and wrote down seriously, "Awesome!" Two words.

As a top student in an art school, she will inevitably be exposed to excellent music works, and she can pat her chest and say that this piece is the best and most touching she has ever heard.

"Hehe, if you like it, what I'm worried about now is the problem of MV. There's a good chance this album is the only one I'll have, so I want to make it perfect. You can see from the name why I wanted to shoot in the Forbidden City, not only for the sake of the topic, but also because it was the only place where I had the sense of historical weight I wanted. To be honest, South Korea is a lot worse in this regard. ”

"Well, the moment I heard it, I understood your painstaking intentions. Don't worry, I'll be sure to get you in touch with this. Such a good song should have an MV that matches the identity. Liu Sihan bit her lip and sent this passage over.

If there was any hesitation in the previous promise, she made up her mind completely after listening to the tune.

She told a lie to Zheng Chengxian, she didn't know the people of the Palace Museum at all, but in this way, she had to beg the person who disgusted her, and if possible, Liu Sihan would never want to see him for the rest of her life.

But now it seems that it is no longer possible.

After listening to a short paragraph, Liu Sihan felt a sense of mission in her heart, and she wanted more Chinese people and even the world to hear this song, so that people could understand the glory of her country.

A Korean writes such a good song to promote the history and culture of China. She, a native of the country, has no reason to push back? Even if you want to beg the person you hate for this, you have no hesitation! (To be continued.) )u