There is a kind of person, although the first impression is that he is afraid of life, but after he really gets acquainted, he is really a chatterbox.

Along the way, Cai Wuji has been talking to herself from where she is to when she can go to the universe.

The unbridled thinking makes people want to laugh, but it's too long-winded.

Along the way, Lu Nian was told that her head hurt.

That's so good to say!

But as soon as she entered the music department, Cai Wuji became a little penguin who didn't dare to squeak, but she had already released cruel words, so she could only start working hard and gradually integrate.

All the staff members also heard about what happened in the restaurant and started to submit project materials.

A large number of project pages fell on Cai Wuji's desk, and Cai Wuji tried to open her mouth while coping with it, and the start was very hurried.

But the staff also saw that Cai Wuji was working hard, so they were patient and began to follow the project closely.

Lu Nian returned to his office with a smile, took out a blank paper and pen, and began to write.

As soon as I wanted to start writing, the tip of the pen paused.

There is no inspiration, and the mind is a mess.

It's not a perfect songwriting state at all.

At this time, the artifact must be used!

That's cigarettes!

Took out a cigarette, took out one, Lu Nian lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Here's where the inspiration comes!

A fountain pen does not need to borrow a ruler to draw a canonical staff.

After drawing the stave, Lu Nian thought about the melody in his heart, and sketched out beautiful notes one by one.

This song requires Li Sin, Xu Long, Wei Ze, and Shi Yu to co-lead singers, considering each person's personality and voice, Lu Nian can be said to have put a lot of effort into it.

It's incredibly fast, and there's no mental hindrance at all.

In this respect, no one in this world can stand out from the rest.

In just five minutes, a score with unfinished writing is released, and the melody in it is mixed with doubt, unease, questioning, and beauty.

The next important part, which is the lyrics.

Lyrics are the soul of a song.

Lu Nian thought about those beautiful lyrics repeatedly in his mind, and he didn't write again.

The smoke was one cigarette after another, and the whole office was filled with the smell of smoke.

Lu Nian is not an old smoker, but in this careful score, he felt a little difficult for the first time.

At the end of "Legend of Broken Sword", there are so many points to guess that it is a little difficult to cover all the lyrics, and try to condense the whole song to five minutes, because at the end of Legend of Broken Sword, there is only four and a half minutes of interlude.

Oiran, princess, suicide, inquest.

The four nodes are very difficult.

With an Oiran and with a princess, there is a big difference between the two.

The Oiran will make the protagonist feel at ease, and the princess will make the protagonist bind.

At this time, it is necessary to distinguish it by lyrics, and at the same time, the singer must also conform to the nature, the excerpt of the princess must be made by Shi Yu, and the excerpt of the Oiran must be made by Li Sin.

After deciding on the two, Lu Nian thought about the remaining two nodes.

The mood of the protagonist at this node of suicide should be particularly helpless and hateful, Wei Ze is absolutely inappropriate, Xu Long is okay.

Investigation means that the protagonist sees through the red dust, no longer inhibits, ignores the mundane world, and lives in the forbidden place with a broken sword until eternity, Wei Ze is okay.

"Well, the four stanzas have been chosen, Oiran: Li Sin; Princess: Shi Yu; Suicide: Xu Long; Investigation: Wei Ze, the most important thing is the lyrics, what about the lyrics? How can you express your mood? Lu Nian thought about taking out another blank piece of paper, comparing it with the score, and slowly conceiving the lyrics.

But as he wrote, he was abandoned by Lu Nian.

The cigarette burning between his left hand never stopped, and if he smoked it out, Lu Nian would immediately renew it, and then still meditate on the lyrics.

"Ahem..."

Cai Wuji knocked on the door and entered, smelling the smoke in the sky, and couldn't help coughing.

Lu Nianfang interrupted his thinking and looked up: "What's wrong?" ”

Cai Wuji walked over with a cup of coffee, placed it beside Lu Nian, and smiled bitterly: "Director, what about writing songs?" ”

"Yes."

"Uh... Superintendent, pay attention to the outside, right? ”

Lu Nian looked out of the glass window, and many employees were staring at him.

"Everyone sees you smoking cigarette after cigarette, so let me ask you if you're okay, because you seem to be very impatient." Cai Wuji said.

The employees outside were also watching.

Because they noticed that the superintendent had not stopped smoking for half an hour, and a layer of white fog could be seen outside the entire superintendent's office.

This smoking... Too often...

Lu Nian smiled bitterly: "It's okay, by the way, I have no cigarettes here, please ask the idle people to help me bring one, and let the finance department record it." ”

"Are you really okay?" Cai Wuji looked at Lu Nian, can this still be called okay? And also want a cigarette? Do you need to work so hard to write a song?

"It's okay, go ahead, thank you for the coffee." Lu Nian lowered his head and continued to focus on it.

Cai Wuji had no choice but to go out and let someone come back with a cigarette according to Mr. Lu's original words.

When the employees saw this, they were amazed.

"Superintendent, this is crazy, where is this smoking? Clearly eat tobacco. ”

"I haven't stopped smoking, what the hell is I writing? So seriously. ”

"The director can smoke in the office, and we have to go to the smoking area to smoke a cigarette, but isn't the director a little too desperate? I haven't seen a break. ”

"I'm really curious, what does he need to do as a director so hard, wouldn't it be nice for the director to sign and arrange the work? Is there anything you can't give to an employee? ”

"Who knows? It's the first time I've seen such a director, don't say it, I really think Director Lu is a bit handsome, you see, our female staff have a face. ”

"Young and promising, and so handsome, isn't it? After working and working, the business at hand is not finished yet, so I go to the equipment room to hook up and hook up. ”

in the office.

Lu Nian took the cigarettes he bought, and after skillfully unpacking them, he refilled the cigarettes.

As I drank my coffee, my fingers pinched the pen and moved faster and faster.

Immersed in creation, time flies.

One by one, the employees left, and the lights turned off one by one.

Only the director's office was still lit, and the trash can was filled with waste white paper, and a lot of paper balls had fallen outside.

Lu Nian is like a robot, relying on the "song-writing" program to operate constantly.

Ren Fangqi couldn't stand it at all outside, just let himself think about working happily, he himself became a workaholic, he didn't stop for an afternoon, won't he be tired?

This kind of work vice will make people's bodies unbearable.

For this reason, Ren Fangqi knocked on the door and entered.

The smell of the office poured out all at once.

"Ahem, ahem... Vomit! ”

Ren Fangqi stood at the door coughing frantically.

Your sister's... This smell of smoke is what people can stay?

(End of chapter)