Chapter 355: Lovers (3)

"Please show your invitation!"

"Whoa!"

Fan Xiaoye casually threw out a red post.

The waiter at the door glanced at it and immediately said, "Your box is on the third floor, please here." โ€

After he finished speaking, he did not dodge, but led the way.

Fan Xiaoye pursed his lips, followed the other party up to the third floor, turned a corridor, and came to a large hall, with a passage on the left and right.

"You go to the right, and the innermost part is." The waiter paused and bowed to instruct.

"Well, thank you."

She waved her hand and looked around casually, and saw that there were plain backgrounds, bright patterns, fresh formats, and a very comfortable taste.

"Not bad."

She applauded, her tall, thin heels clattering against the ground.

"Miss Fan?"

But as soon as he took a few steps, there was an uncertain call behind him.

She turned her head and saw a girl in a white dress standing not far away, as if she had just come out of the bathroom.

"Are you, Liu Qin?"

Fan Xiaoye didn't have any score, and after getting the other party's affirmation, he suddenly became very excited, and hurriedly came to the other side.

"Ah, it's really you, I've wanted to know you for a long time!"

"Hello, I...... Yes! โ€

Liu Qin wanted to shake hands, but the crazy girl hugged herself, sticking to death, and her arms were still very tight.

"I like to listen to your songs, you bought thirty copies of "You Obviously Love Me" last time, see who gives it to whom!"

The girl grinned, almost lifted the person up, and only let go of her hand after half a ring. "Hey, have you all arrived?" โ€

"Well, we've just arrived."

"That's good, I'm afraid you'll wait for me, let's go." She skillfully grasped her little hand. Dragged the girl to the door of the box.

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Liu Qin had a black line on his head, and he was very congested about the self-familiarity of this product.

The box was very large, not like the traditional arrangement of eating and singing, but like a salon. A few leather sofas are arranged irregularly, and three smaller ones magically occupy the space, allowing any two people next to each other to reach as soon as they reach out.

Not much food and drinks. There are only cocktails, fruit plates and a few small pastries made by the clubhouse itself.

This is where friends gather, and there are already five or six people sitting at this moment, chatting in low voices, and when they push the door in, they all get up.

The one in the center is a middle-aged man. With thinning hair and small eyes, he smiled and narrowed into a slit, and said, "Miss Fan is finally here, welcome!" โ€

"Ouch, Mr. Wu, just call me a soldier."

"Haha, then don't see the outside. It's too polite to call Mr. Wu. โ€

"So, Uncle Wu?" The girl blinked, deliberately teasing the boring son.

"Poof!"

The whole audience was sprayed.

Wu Kebo also touched his hair. Said helplessly: "Am I so old?" โ€

As he spoke, he turned to the others and said, "In order to invite the soldiers to see me, I have posted again and again, and today it is thanks to you that she is willing to appreciate her face." โ€

"Tsk. Look at what you say! โ€

Fan Xiaoye was half joking, half explaining: "I just finished talking to the publishing house in the afternoon. I came here at night, and I have to rush back to the crew to film tomorrow. I really don't have time, but I'm not playing a big name! โ€

"Even if you play a big name, you can afford it." Wu Kebo said with a smile.

"I don't dare to be a big name, all the teachers here are big names, and I am a primary school student."

The girl lowered her posture very low, and did not sit down in a hurry, but bent down one by one to meet her:

The one who accompanied Wu Kebo was named Huang Xiaomao, an extremely low-key senior, the initiator of campus folk songs back then, and currently the music director of Firebird Channel.

The skinny guy with glasses on the left is called Li Weixiang, no need to introduce, a famous guy.

The swarthy stout man on the right, named Dou Peng, also needs no introduction, because of Zhou Gongzi and is even more famous.

The intellectual woman wearing a long skirt on the very edge is called Wen Ya, and she is the leading female lyricist in China.

As for Liu Qin, she is an all-round talented woman with a very musical texture, and she has a variety of styles at her fingertips, but her reputation is not obvious.

These five are the team of Boss Wu, among which Liu Qin and Wenya belong to the flop named by Fan Xiaoye. Don't underestimate these people, the background is complicated.

Especially Li Weixiang, he rarely makes zuรฒ albums for people other than Warner, and it must have taken a lot of effort for Boss Wu to bring him here, and the girl naturally knows it.

A while ago, it was not so much that Cheng Ying found Wu Kebo, but that Wu Kebo took the initiative to come to the door, and he was so enthusiastic that he slapped his chest and released the whole album.

At the beginning of the communication stage, Cheng Ying and the commercial director were completely in charge, and Fan Xiaoye did not show up, but kept making requests.

To be honest, she didn't really like the broken company, the so-called Japanese background, that is, eggs. But the attitude of the people is very sincere, coupled with the wide range of contacts, they are embarrassed to push it off directly.

But who would have thought, the tepid Boss Wu has a lot of energy, if you want Liu Qin, I will find Liu Qin, if you want to be elegant, I will find Wenya, if you want a gold medal system, ok, I immediately found Li Weixiang and Huang Xiaomao.

So, Fan Xiaoye was a little dumbfounded, there was no way, he had to enter the signing stage, today is to get to know him, and by the way, talk about his thoughts on the album.

In fact, she always feels unstable, there is no good intention in this world for no reason, the other party must have a plan, but what is the purpose, she can't figure it out.

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"When I was a child, I studied piano for seven years, flute for four years, and I usually like to sing, but I never thought about releasing an album before, and I always felt that it was a very strict thing."

Fan Xiaoye leaned on the sofa, his white and tender fingers held the bottom of the cup like an orchid, the ice blue wine swayed slightly in it, and continued: "It should be, since the beginning of the year, I suddenly felt, hey, my life seems to be different from before, and my life seems to have entered a new stage." So I thought, I must record it and keep it for myself and the fans, as a memorable memory. โ€

Maybe it's because of environmental factors, everyone seems to be very relaxed, not sitting upright, all crooked.

Huang Xiaomao and Li Weixiang are the two directors of the album, and they need to control the overall style and narrative context, so they listen most carefully. Wen Ya is responsible for filling in the lyrics of the title song, while Dou Peng and Liu Qin have to write matching works according to the singer's state of mind.

"I wanted to put all of my stories, including my parents' stories, my own upbringing, my fantasies about the future, my perceptions of life, and the love between the two of us. It may not be a pure pop genre, but it should be natural and fresh. โ€

After Fan Xiaoye finished speaking, his face was slightly worried, and he said, "Uh, teachers, I'm not whimsical, right?" โ€

"No, I think it's very interesting, that's how the campus folk songs were back then, telling stories about themselves and those around them. It's just that it's also a popular genre, unless you want to do folk or classical music. Huang Xiaomao spoke first.

"Yikes!"

The girl was instantly shy, covering her face and being embarrassed, and only after a while did she raise her head and say, "I don't know how to pretend to understand, I'm embarrassed." โ€

"It's okay!" Everyone laughed.

"No, no, no, let the teachers laugh, I'll punish myself for drinking!"

She didn't say a word, poured a full glass of wine, and leaned her neck back.

Everyone couldn't help but look subtle, although they met for the first time, but who doesn't like such a girl?

"Bingbing, since you want this narrative style, then we need to communicate more, or you can also participate, and we can study how to write together." Elegant Dao.

"Well, my writing is terrible, but don't worry, I'll bother you a lot in the future."

After Fan Xiaoye finished speaking, he turned to Liu Qin again and said with a smile: "And Sister Qin, I will also bother you." โ€

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Liu Qin was speechless, feeling that this girl was like a big-tailed wolf, and she would be eaten if she was not careful.

Wu Kebo was speechless except for a few words at the beginning, and only then did he ask Li Weixiang at this moment, "How long do you expect the cycle to take?" โ€

"How many tracks do you want?" The other party asked rhetorically.

"Ten to twelve."

"Then we have to prepare at least thirty songs to be enough, if the song is smooth, it will be OK in half a year, if it is not smooth, it may be a year, or even longer." Li Weixiang shrugged.

"Well, quality comes first, don't rush." Boss Wu nodded.

Over there, Fan Xiaoye was resting for the time being, leaning on Liu Qin, holding a piece of western snacks to eat. She was not hungry, she was gluttonous, and she would be wiped out after a while, and then she looked around again, and stopped at Dou Peng strangely.

Of all the people, she was most interested in this fat black man.

She always wants to complain about Zhou Xun's strange aesthetics, but she can think about it, so as not to plant her husband in it. Still, it's a pleasure to tease him.

"Hey, Brother Dou Peng, do you have anything to build?"

The fat man glanced at her slowly, and said, "I'll find a vocal teacher, it's best to start learning from articulation and pronunciation, at least two months." โ€

Fan Xiaoye was stunned and said, "I think I'm okay with singing." โ€

"You're singing KTV, and when you actually enter the recording studio, you know how great singing is." His tone was stricter.

"Uh, okay, I made a note of it." She pouted to herself.

In general, the people chatted quite happily, and sat until midnight, when everyone was hungry again, so they ordered food. After eating, he didn't end the game, and he started singing again.

Fan Xiaoye belongs to the Maiba level, and he usually has to sรจ, but compared with these goods, he is a scumbag. She only yelled for a while, then she couldn't resist it, and slipped back to her seat to watch them tear up.

Next to him is Wu Kebo, who is the oldest, Xu is a little sleepy and is resting on the sofa.

The girl didn't care, but he suddenly opened his eyes and asked seemingly casually: "By the way, Bingbing, are you and Huayi a two-year contract?" โ€

"Yes, it's two years."

Fan Xiaoye couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't ask him how he knew.

"Well, two years......"

Boss Wu squinted his eyes, and looked drowsy again, as if muttering to himself:

"It's a good time." (To be continued) R580