Chapter 113: MC Weiyu

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Fenghua Entertainment fell into a busy situation tonight, from the president to the recording staff, basically all the top talents in the company gathered in the conference room on the top floor.

The meeting lasted for an hour before it ended, all the layers walked out of the conference room with some fatigue, this time it was a meeting of Fenghua Entertainment's senior management, and the other personnel did not know the content of this meeting, but they saw all the company's 'cattle people' gathered at the same time, which showed a trace of consternation, and seemed to feel that the meeting was not simple.

Wei Yu walked out of the company door accompanied by the senior executives, and when he got into the car, the middle-aged president watched the car go away, and when the black vehicle disappeared from view, he shook his head and sighed, and let out a wry smile.

"I'm busy tonight...

With a sigh, the vice president with glasses on his face stood beside him and quietly handed him a cigarette.

Let's do itβ€”

The flames danced in the night, and as the bright and dark red highlights gradually burned, the chubby president exhaled a large ball of smoke from his mouth.

"President, why did you say that Miss Weiyu suddenly made that strange request, could it be that she wanted to follow the path of an artist on a whim?"

The young and promising vice president remembered that Wei Yu suddenly came to the company and made the strange request, and now his face was still at a loss.

also highlighted a smoke ring, and glanced at the president suspiciously, but saw that the president was also helpless.

"I don't know, but since there's an order from above, let's just do it?"

That being said, the president felt that this was not unusual. Simply, he has already ordered tonight to work overtime with all the powerful senior personnel, after all, the wayward second lady will have to rush to see the 'results' tomorrow.

When it came to Weiyu's request, the president was still confused. During the meeting, Wei Yu proposed to let the company personnel make a song according to her requirements, and she also had to participate in the recording of this song herself!

Well, it's nothing, the company is full of talents, and this second lady wants to try something new on a whim, which is normal. After all, rich people always have to have some fun when they are idle, he said he understood.

But another requirement is a little excessive, Wei Yu stipulates that her song must be at least the first place on the new song chart within a week.

There is a very popular online song website under Fenghua, with millions of views every day, and it is a holy place for young people who love music.

Everyone can record their own songs, review them and upload them to the website. Among them, there is a new song list on the website, and it can be said that being on the list is an incomparably honorable thing for all those who join this circle. And those who can enter the top three, none of them have become top singers in China until now.

Well, the fat president admits that it's okay to make a shady scene as his own website, and since the second lady has an order, he doesn't dare to disobey.

But...

Judging from the audition test after today's meeting, the president of his second lady's singing skills can only smile bitterly and say: Well... The sound is not bad, but it is just an occasional out of tune, with an undisciplined broken sound.

In the end, I don't know why a good recording studio, the holy place in the hearts of domestic singers, finally became the karaoke solo of the second lady.

That's right, the second daughter of a certain Fenghua Yuan family sang hi in the studio!

In the end, including him, the president, and countless company executives, they had to endure the 'natural sound' with a bitter face, and after waiting for others to finish singing, they had to applaud with a clear conscience.

"By the way, what song does Miss Wei Yu want us to create?"

The bespectacled vice president asked and cast a curious gaze into the president's right coat pocket.

The chubby president pulled up the corner of his shirt and pulled out a large sheet of paper from his pocket. Eyes on the other.,Tangled said: "I'll take a look.,It seems to be an ordinary song that tells emotions.,The object is.。。。 Sakura – flowers? ”

"What, it feels very ordinary. I thought that there would be something different in the concept of these rich people! ”

The vice president shrugged his shoulders boringly. The chubby president smiled and quipped.

"Someone else is rich, not an alien, okay?"

The vice president pushed his eyes, smiled, and continued to express his opinion.

"Sure enough, I still think aliens or something, more interesting than ordinary things like cherry blossoms!"

Or maybe the reason why you like to think about it in your head when you play art.,The chubby president makes up the scene of the second lady Weiyu and the 'alien' falling in love.。

"Haha, sure enough, I'm in love with ET with a huge head and short limbs, that scene is so beautiful!"

The vice president also laughed, poked the president's shoulder with his elbow, touched the mustache on his chin, and said as if he was thinking.

"You haven't seen them (them) again, maybe aliens are also beautiful, isn't it common in anime, beautiful high school girls with long hair and short skirts are actually played by aliens or something."

"It's all fake in the anime, how can this kind of thing be possible." ”

The president shook his head and smiled.

"Okay, that's the end of the joke, tell me to try to get the song out tonight, but the quality must be guaranteed."

The joke was put away, the chubby president turned to a serious face, when it came to work, the momentum of the whole person changed, as the powerful agent of Fenghua Entertainment, it is necessary to be serious about his work, which is why he has been able to go all the way to today.

The vice president also put away his smile and pushed his glasses, his eyes shining brightly. His brows furrowed, and he said in a condensed voice.

"We have gathered the top composers, lyricists, music compilers, and supervisors in the industry, and if we can't make a song that satisfies Miss Miyu, then we have nothing to do. So the first requirement is not difficult. However, Miss Miyu's second request, what are you going to do, president, so that a person who is not an amateur can reach the first place on the new song chart in a week, which is difficult for some strong people. ”

"Moreover, the second lady stipulates that she must record it herself, otherwise she can just find an excellent newcomer."

The chubby president groaned, this is the first test given to him by the big family, if you do a good job, I believe that the future will not be a problem.

"There's no way, there are still seven days left, in these seven days, try everything to help the second lady improve her music skills."

"Did you do it, the first place on the rookie list for a week?"

After all, even he didn't believe it when he said this, and the vice president's face was full of doubt.

The president smiled mysteriously and said lightly: "You don't need to have the strength of the first, let the strongest band cooperate, as long as Miss Weiyu can make a singing skill that slightly exceeds that of ordinary people, then isn't the ranking still determined by ourselves?" What's more, the second lady's own timbre is great, which is why I dare to respond. ”

The vice president was relieved, looked up at the dark night sky, and said with a self-deprecating look.

"Qi! It's full of shady, this evil capitalist society~~"

A week later, a song called "Sakura Wants to See You" quickly became popular, the new song list was slaughtered by it, and in a blink of an eye, it jumped to the second place of the new song, and the third new singer Feng Xia was thrown away, second only to the ΞΌs orchestra of the newcomer king, no one has heard the name of the singer, and the website only shows a 'Feng Yu'.

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