Knocking on the door, Oh Jae-young walked into Choi Sung-guk's makeshift office.

"Cui Production, I'm sorry to disturb."

Of course, Wu Zairong came to find the other party for something, and it was impossible for him to come to the door when he was tired of writing songs.

Although I don't know what Choi Sung-kook was doing before, it must not be a good thing.

As soon as he came in, he was so busy that he even knocked over the coffee on the table.

After clicking the mouse a few times in a hurry, perhaps because he felt that he was really faceless, Cui Chengguo took out the file bag and looked at it.

and ignored Wu Zairong.

Motionless.

Pretend to be immersed in your work.

Oh Jae-young sighed.

This document, when he came a few days ago, Cui Chengguo was already reading it.

Unreliable.

Quite unreliable.

How did such a guy with a disabled IQ and an improper style pass the assessment and become a producer.

What kind of rhetoric did he rely on to get into a big company and become the main producer of an album.

It must be a funny story.

Wu Zairong couldn't laugh.

Because.

That album was his.

Suppress all the fire," Producer Choi. As if nothing had happened just now, Wu Jaerong greeted him in the softest way possible.

"Why don't you knock on the door?"

"You are rude, you know?"

"Have I allowed you to come to me at this time?"

"I'm short on time, do you understand making an appointment in advance?"

Wu Jae-young gave the steps, but he used that as a pole and was ready to kick his nose in the face.

A wave of anger almost burned into my head.

Shrugging his nose, Wu Jaeyoung tried his best to calm himself down.

The other party is the producer, who holds the power of life and death for this album.

Be calm.

The other person is older than you, so there's nothing wrong with doing that.

Take it easy.

Just endure the production of this album.

Don't take it personally.

Although it was only for a moment, Wu Zairong had already hypnotized himself countless times.

"I'm sorry."

"Because I want you to take a look at the songs I wrote."

Wu Zairong handed over a few songs he had written.

That's not what the 'RONG' album does.

Because there is no time, you have to rush to complete the task.

Therefore, Wu Zairong composes music according to TEDDY's ideas, style, and positioning.

It's a propositional essay.

Precision, quality assurance.

Very efficient.

But that's not how the normal process works.

In the long production cycle, the producer starts to collect the songs and lay out the style.

Most of the collected are demos, separate words, and separate songs.

Not much.

It's probably about fifty or sixty songs.

Through frequent meetings, we will confirm the demo and select the final songs.

If Oh Jae-young wants to add the songs he wrote to the album's candidate songs, he must also go through this step and get the approval of the producer.

Cui Chengguo had an impatient expression, "It's a big fart, and it's coming to bother me." ”

A handful of manuscript paper was pulled from Wu Zairong's hand.

The manuscript paper that was originally kept by Wu Zairong was clean and tidy, and there were countless wrinkles in an instant.

Wu Jaerong's eyebrows almost rose up.

This is not the first time Wu Jae-young has come to sing a song, and it is not the first time Cui Chengguo has done so.

But every time Wu Zairong is still hot.

As if unintentionally, he asked, "By the way, have you registered the copyright of these songs?" ”

Although he didn't understand why the other party had to ask this question every time, Wu Zairong still answered truthfully, "I have registered." ”

Registering works is a habit of Wu Jae-young, and it is also a habit that every composer should develop.

Intellectual property rights can only be protected if they are registered.

Cui Chengguo just glanced twice, and threw the pile of manuscript paper on the table full of coffee.

"No, I can't. I can't accept it. ”

Ha.

What are you kidding.

You know, there are four songs here.

You just looked at it and vetoed it?

I took the stained manuscript paper back, shook off a little water, and saved.

You know, as a sign of respect, he brought the original, not the copy.

This isn't his first time submitting, and it's not the first time he's failed for no reason.

This is the third time.

Holding back anger one last time, "Why? Where did I write badly? ”

"I hope the producer can point out the mistakes so I can improve them."

Cui Chengguo glared at him fiercely and pushed his head hard.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Do you want me to explain?"

"You're just a little artist, and you want me to explain?"

"How well do you think you're writing, ah, wasting my time?"

As if he felt incomprehensible, Cui Chengguo raised his right hand high again.

Swing hard.

Swung it into Wu Jaerong's face.

"Let it go." Choi Sung-kook felt as if his hand was being held by an iron clip.

What replied was Wu Zairong's cold eyes.

He could clearly read five words from Wu Zairong's eyes.

Do you want to die?

Cui Chengguo swore that this was the sharpest look he had ever seen in his life.

It's like hiding a tiger that chooses people to devour.

He had no doubt that Wu Jae-young would teach him a lesson.

He even felt like he was going to be killed.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Cui Chengguo's stop had no effect, and his steely hand just clenched tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to twist his hand into a twist.

Wu Jaerong just stared at him like this.

"You let go, I told you to let go, did you hear it?" Choi Sung-kook originally wanted to resist, but Wu Jae-young grabbed his other hand.

"Ahh Choi Sung-kook let out a howl like killing a pig.

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slammed the door and walked out, and the fire in Wu Zairong's heart was almost gushing out.

Song Chenghao, who was waiting next to him, hurriedly followed.

"You're in conflict with the producer."

Wu Jae-young did not deny it, it was regarded as recognition, and strode towards Yang Hyun-suk's office.

Choi Sung-kook is not responsible, he is responsible.

on his second album.

"Why are you so unwise?" Song Chenghao was also anxious.

"Choi is a relative of Chief Choi."

Wu Jae-young stopped.

"I've heard that."

PS (The name of the fifth volume is called the growth period, which is the process of knowing the real world and growing up through many failures.)

In fact, it is equivalent to the Black Sea when I was young, and the period when Tara withdrew from the team.

is not simply abusing the master, in the face of those who stand in front of him, Wu Zairong will gradually use different weapons to make them regret it, and there will be a fierce collision.

The protagonist's worldview, values, and behavior will progress differently.

The pit dug in front of the second middle school will also be filled. ）

PS (Today's bear child is here.,It's so noisy that I don't have the heart to code words.,The next chapter is more important.,Can't be sent directly.,You have to change it tomorrow.。 ）