PS: The writer's account password has been retrieved, and it is very efficient to say, it scares me! I thought it would take 2 days.

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"Well, it looks like I still have a lot to learn, I hope it doesn't disturb your work!" Li Huanhuan didn't force it, but said jokingly, with a simple smile on his face.

The girl saw that Li Huanhuan was so polite, and the person was also very handsome, so her senses were still very haode, and after thinking about it, she wanted to say that she would let him leave the work, and she would send it to the production department along with other submitted works.

As a result, at this moment, I saw a man wearing a black down jacket and a peaked cap walking outside the gate, and suddenly whispered: "Sir, that is Mr. Yu Yongzhen of our company, I believe you should know, if you are not afraid, you can show him your work, but I don't know if he accepts it, don't say that I said it." ”

Li Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head with a happy face and looked at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man who had walked into the door, and walked directly over without blocking the other party's way, but stood aside and shouted: "Hello Mr. Yu Yongzhen, can I disturb you for a while?" ”

In the past year, Yu Yongzhen was caught in the battle between Li Xiuman and Kim Yingmin, and his heart was not very happy, to put it bluntly, he is a musician, although he has a good relationship with Li Xiuman, and he has been friends for many years, and he created the glory of S.M together, but he is very uncomfortable with the kind of struggle for power and profit that involves him, although he tries to avoid it, but there are some things that cannot be avoided

Thinking of the skyrocketing trend of Girls' Generation this month, it seems that the company is annoyed again.

Girls' Generation can be said to be labeled as Kim Young-min in S.M., although Kim Young-min has done a lot of stupid things, but now it seems that he has succeeded after all, if not successfully, it is also a real first step.

Li Xiuman, as the shareholder and founder of the company, even if it is a fight, of course it will not involve the company's artists, this is a very fundamental rule, after all, whether the artist is cultivated by himself or not, but it occupies the company's resources.

Now the fire of Girls' Generation, Jin Yingmin, who was ridiculed and attacked for a year last year, is afraid that he will not be so reluctant anymore, thinking of these Yu Yongzhen has a headache, and the anger is also very big these days.

Yu Yongzhen, who had just walked to the front desk when he came to the company, was a little surprised that he was suddenly stopped by a strange man, but the other party seemed to be very polite and sunny, so he stopped.

Yu Yongzhen, 38 years old this year, can be regarded as a real middle-aged person, and he has seen a lot of things in this circle.

Li Huanhuan euphemistically explained his intentions, saying that he was submitting his work for the first time, so he came to S.M, and just saw that he hoped that Mr. Yu Yongzhen could give some advice or something, but seeing Yu Yongzhen's face suddenly darkened, Li Huanhuan was also a lot disappointed in his heart, and it seemed that he wanted to apprentice to these great gods, but he could only fantasize about it.

"Let's go, let's go to the studio!" Yu Yongzhen suddenly spoke, and then walked towards the elevator not far away, ignoring Li Huanhuan's astonishment.

Li Huanhuan was a little stunned, he didn't know what was going on with this old man, but he also showed a smile on his face, turned his head and winked at the girl at the front desk, and then followed with some expectation.

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Half an hour later, a loud bang suddenly came from the passage on the second floor of the office building.

Not far from the room where the sound came from was the stairwell, a girl wearing a black sports jacket, white sneakers, long black hair, and beautiful facial features suddenly stopped.

"Click!"

"The next time you see me, I hope you can be in a good mood!"

Hearing a knock on the door in the passage outside, and a man's deep voice, the girl shifted the pocket she was holding to her right hand, and then carefully stretched her head out of the stairwell.

A man in a black leather coat walked out of the recording studio dedicated to Mr. Yu Yongzhen, because the man was facing away from him, so he couldn't see clearly, but he was quite tall.

The man walked to the trash can on the side, tore a few pieces of white paper in his hand a few times, and then threw them aside, and then walked towards the stairwell.

The girl hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs, observing from above, and waited until the man entered the stairwell and headed down, and then the girl returned to the second floor.

Because of the curiosity in her heart, the girl swallowed her saliva, stepped into the passage on the second floor with some nervousness, walked forward cautiously, and came to the door of the recording studio, and heard some cursing and falling sounds from inside, and her eyes widened in surprise, this voice seemed to be Teacher Yu Yongzhen, the teacher was so angry, it seemed that something must have happened just now.

The girl didn't want to be discovered by Yu Yongzhen, so she was about to leave here, but when she saw the white paper fragments that fell next to the trash can not far away, she walked over with some curiosity.

"Huh!!"

"It's sheet music!"

The girl said with some surprise, looking at some of the lyrics on the fragments, her eyes widened, is this a song written by Girls' Generation Ernie fans??

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"How's it going? Did Mr. Yu Yongzhen say anything to you, you seem to have been talking for a long time! The young girl at the front desk on the first floor asked curiously when she saw Li Huanhuan walking out of the stairwell.

Li Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, thought about it, and said with a smile: "I think it's not bad, but I don't know if Mr. Yu Yongzhen is happy!" ”

The girl looked at him strangely, not understanding what it meant.

But Li Huanhuan's meaning is actually the same as on the surface, because now he is in a good mood, although he was unhappy for a while just now......

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About half an hour ago.

"Sit down, I'll take a look at your work first!"

In the recording studio, Yu Yongzhen sat on the chair next to him with Li Huanhuan's file bag, and directly left Li Huanhuan aside.

For this kind of situation, Li Huanhuan has experienced a lot in the past two years, just grinned and sat on the sofa next to him, looking at the recording studio with some curiosity, and at the same time a little nervous.

After all, he is only half-irrigated now, and even half-irrigated is a little worse, and he is still plagiarizing Yu Yongzhen's own songs, and I don't know what evaluation he will give, if the other party is really willing to point out himself, then Li Huanhuan can come up with a follow-up jihua, such as throwing out a high-end unfinished work to ask for advice, I believe it will be very attractive for musicians, as long as the initial relationship is built, then the chance of apprenticeship will be much higher.

However, Li Huanhuan, who has just started, is indeed very pink, but it is not the slightest merit, in addition to what he is learning now, Li Huanhuan has developed a special talent in the past two months, at least something that he has not discovered before...... Musicality.

Of course, it's not all, musicality is one of the seven intelligences of human beings, which contains many categories, and Li Huanhuan's new discovery is the sense of rhythm and melody.

Although it is very rudimentary, it is unlikely to be applied in real creation, but for example, Li Huanhuan, who is sensitive to rhythm, is very good in the practice dance studio, and the sense of melody also makes it easier for him to remember those songs and make preliminary copies of them.

Just when Li Huanhuan was a little expectant, the atmosphere took a sharp turn twenty minutes later.

"Smack!"

Yu Yongzhen came to the wooden table in front of the sofa, directly smashed the music score in his hand, and said in a somewhat disdainful voice: "Garbage, useless!" ”