Chapter 201: A Game, a Dream
The crew members spoke one after another, pleading for Wang Jie. Chen Ping'an smiled: "You don't think I'm going to fire him, right?" ”
Isn't it?
Liu Jialiang asked cautiously: "Boss, didn't you just say that you wouldn't let him be a dragon and tiger martial artist?" ”
"That's right, I didn't let him be a dragon and tiger martial artist, but I didn't say to fire him!" Chen Ping'an waved his hand and turned to Wang Jie, "You have been a singer before?" ”
Wang Jie nodded puzzledly: "Yes." ”
"Okay, I'll sing a song now, you pay attention, and you will repeat it later."
What does this mean? Punish? Test? Amused?
The staff looked at each other, and Wang Jie thought: If I sing well, will I be able to keep my job?
Chen Ping'an brewed for a few minutes, cleared his throat, and began to sing.
"Don't talk about any separation,
I don't cry because of this,
It was just a dream last night;
Don't say if you want to or not,
I don't care because of that,
It was just a game last night;
It was just a game, a dream.
……”
Desolate songs rang out, permeating the secluded and desolate Axe Mountain; The bright moon in the sky was veiled and sprinkled with a hazy silver light, as if it was also infected by the sadness in the song. The song of desolation and sorrow echoed in the valley, echoed in everyone's ears, and quietly plucked the string in everyone's heart. The staff gradually immersed themselves in it, and even those who didn't know anything about the song could feel the emotion contained in the song.
sang a song, and everyone was silent for a long time, still reminiscing about the song just now.
"Brother An, it's so good!"
"Boss, sing so well!"
"I've never heard such a good song!"
"Boss, who sang this song? Why haven't I heard of it before? Where are records sold? ”
"Are you a music enthusiast or not, and who else sings, it must be original by the boss!"
"Oh my God, the boss is such an all-rounder!"
……
The staff opened their mouths one after another, exclaiming in amazement. Wen Bibian's eyes flashed with little stars, Wu Ma's eyes widened in disbelief, Chen Jiashang once again sighed at Chen Ping'an's omnipotence, Liu Jialiang looked at Wang Jie worriedly, not knowing if he could sing.
Wang Jie closed his eyes, feeling the melody of the song just now, and reminiscing about the charm of the song. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and said, "Boss, what's the name of that song just now?" ”
"A Game, a Dream." Chen Ping'an took the water cup handed by Liu Jiahui, "How is it?" ”
"Can you sing it again?"
"No problem." Chen Ping'an drank saliva to moisten his throat, and then sang "A Game, a Dream" again. After singing, he looked at Wang Jie: "Do you need me to sing again?" ”
"No need." Wang Jie was slightly excited, walked back and forth a few steps, closed his eyes and tasted the feeling just now, and his body swayed gently rhythmically.
Chen Ping'an didn't rush him, and motioned to Chen Jiashang to tell the staff to call it a day, and he would shoot here tonight. The staff were busy packing up the equipment, Liu Jialiang sat next to Chen Ping'an and asked, "Boss, Ajie ...... him?"
"You'll understand later."
It is always happy to call it a day, and the staff who have worked hard all day quickly packed up the equipment, talking about the song "A Game and a Dream" from time to time, talking about Chen Ping'an, and how Chen Ping'an will punish Wang Jie who made a serious mistake and almost injured himself.
"Don't talk about any separation,
I don't cry because of this,
It was just a dream last night;
Don't say if you want to or not,
I don't care because of that,
It was just a game last night;
It was just a game, a dream.
……”
The song sounded again, and the busy staff at first thought that it was the third time they sang because of Chen Ping'an's Xingzhi, but soon they found that this time was completely different from the previous two times, and the penetrating power, infectious power and desolate sadness contained in the song were much stronger than the first two times!
Everyone stopped what they were doing to find the source of the song, and soon found a lonely and melancholy figure, and the song came from this mouth. They are not professional musicians, and they have not studied singing skills or anything, but they obviously feel that their singing voices this time are better than the previous two times.
The desolate and sad singing and the arrogant and melancholy image complement each other, and many people are attracted, forget to call it a day, and stand there stupidly, listening to and feeling with their hearts, and immersing themselves in it.
“……
Say that this love will never swerving,
Say what I love you,
And still without you,
I'm still myself. ”
The singing stopped, everyone was still immersed in intoxication, and two female staff members looked at the arrogant figure adoringly, infected by the melancholy in him, and couldn't help but want to go over and hold him in their arms, comfort him, and give him warmth.
"Bang Bang!"
Chen Ping'an's applause sounded first, and then all the staff applauded vigorously to express their feelings.
That's so good! I didn't expect Applejack to sing so well, better than the boss...... Singing better than the boss? Isn't this kid crazy and really wants to be fired!
"Alright, I don't want to call it a day! Blind coaxing, Applejack sings like that, far worse than the boss. Liu Jialiang shouted loudly, "Boss, don't pay attention to them, a group of people who don't understand music, or boss, you sing well." ”
Liu Jiahui quickly reacted, glanced at everyone in the Chen family, and said: "My brother is right, although Ajie sings well, it is too far behind the boss. Boss, why don't we go down the mountain first, you still have to remove your makeup. ”
Tonight was supposed to shoot the scenes of Chen Ping'an, Wen Bibian and Wu Ma, and the shooting ended at half past nine as planned, and then returned to the Yonghua set to remove makeup and finish work, and no temporary dressing room was built on the mountain.
Liu Jiahui's mention is right, Chen Ping'an nodded, and walked to the van with Wen Bi in the afternoon, ready to rush back to the Yonghua studio to remove makeup. Before getting into the car, he waved his hand to Wang Jie: "You go back with me." ”
Wang Jie hummed and walked over in a dull manner. He also knew that he was in trouble again, but this time he did not regret it, otherwise it would be an insult to music, and he would rather be fired than tarnish the sacred music in his heart.
When he passed by Liu Jialiang, the latter slapped him on the back in annoyance: "You kid is dizzy!" ”
"Uncle Liu, you don't need to say it, I'll pack up my things and leave when I go back."
"Why are you so confused!"
"This time I was right. Mr. Chen's song is very good, and I do this to respect this song, respect for the music. ”
"What are you two muttering, don't you get in the car quickly!" Chen Ping'an's shout made Liu Jialiang stop preaching, get into the van with Wang Jie, and return to the Yonghua studio first.
Chen Ping'an took off his makeup, changed his clothes, and after coming out of the dressing room, he saw Wen Bibian, who had already changed his clothes, standing outside the door, and said in amazement: "Why are you so fast?" ”
Women are always slow to remove makeup and change clothes, but this time Wen Bifang was actually faster than him.
"Brother An, you don't want to fire him, do you?"
"What? Are you tempted? ”
"I didn't! You're the best in my mind, you know. I just think he's pathetic......"
"Poor him? I tell you, in the future, others will only envy him, and no one will find him pitiful! Chen Ping'an smiled and twisted Wen Bibian's face twice, "Go, follow me to see him." ”
Liu Jialiang has been waiting at the door of the dressing room with Wang Jie, wanting to intercede for Wang Jie. Who thought that after Chen Ping'an and Wen Bibian came out, before he could speak, Wang Jie took the first step: "Mr. Chen, I ......"
"Don't say anything now, come with me."
Chen Ping'an found the staff on the Yonghua studio and said that he was borrowing a phone. Several people came to the room with a phone, and Liu Jialiang pulled Wang Jie and whispered in his ear, asking him to relent, and apologize to Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an dialed the phone number: "Hey, Brother Zongsheng, I didn't bother you...... Where is it...... You're still in the studio so late...... That's right, I got a Chinese song here, are you interested in listening to it...... Okay, don't hang up the phone yet, I'll have someone sing to you right now. ”
Chen Ping'an put the microphone on the table and beckoned to Wang Jie: "Sing the song just now again." ”
Wang Jie didn't know who Chen Ping'an was calling, he came over and brewed for a while, and sang "A Game, a Dream" again.
The other staff packed up their equipment and returned to the Yonghua studio in a few special vehicles for location shooting, and just walked in and heard Wang Jie's singing, Liu Jiahui was afraid of his thighs and said angrily: "Ajie, what's wrong, why is it singing again, do you have to compare the boss!" ”
Pan Hengsheng asked, "He won't have been fired by the boss, right?" ”
After Wang Jie finished singing, Chen Ping'an picked up the microphone: "How is it?" ”
"The song is good, and so are the people! Boss, who wrote the song, who sang it just now? ”
"You wait." Chen Ping'an handed the phone to Wang Jie, and as soon as Wang Jie put the microphone to his ear, he heard an excited voice on the phone: "What's your name?" Which company are you in now? When can I come to Taiwan? ”
Going to Taiwan? I haven't been back from Taiwan for a long time, and it's all here!
Wang Jie was stunned, and when he reacted, he found that the phone had been hung up, Chen Ping'an looked at him with a smile, and his smile was very strange.
"Boss ......"
"That person just now is called Li Zongsheng, the owner of Taiwan's Dark Horse International Record Company." Chen Ping'an took out a business card and a few thousand yuan, "This is his phone number, you will take your daughter and this song "A Game and a Dream" tomorrow, fly directly to Taiwan to find him, and he will arrange for you." ”
"W-what does this mean?" Before Wang Jie could react, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Liu Jiahui, Xiaohou, Ma Liu, Jingzhu and other staff rushed in and surrounded him in the middle.
"Applejack, you're going to be developed!"
"Applejack, congratulations, you're going to become a big singer!"
"Applejack, thank you boss anyway!"
"Me, singer?"
Chen Ping'an nodded: "What, don't you want to sing?" ”
"But I almost hurt you tonight."
"So, I'm expelling a Dragon and Tiger Martial Artist, and you're going to give me back a big singer who is popular all over Hong Kong and Taiwan, is there a problem?"
Wang Jie's eyes instantly moistened, and he choked: "Boss, I, I, I ......"
Wu Ma, who was standing outside the door, sighed in his heart, he finally understood why the new art city dug into the wall a few months ago, but returned in front of Dark Horse International. With such a boss, if it were me, I would not leave Dark Horse International! R1152