Chapter 43: There is indeed fate

Song Shihua wanted to dig up the real creators behind these two movements, at first he also wondered if it was the newcomer who Silver Wing put on the bright side, but after determining the goal of Silver Wing, he denied the original conjecture, in his opinion, Silver Wing could not give such an important project to the newcomer. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Song Shihua swept over and over again on the subtitles at the end of the MV, asked his subordinates to investigate everyone listed on it, and finally came to a conclusion: The list of the project team is definitely incomplete! The Silver Wing hides the most important part!

There are not a few people who think the same way as Song Shihua.

According to the rules of the industry, at the beginning, it will only be clearly marked who the producer of the virtual project is, and the producer of the virtual project is equivalent to the director of the film and television, as for who composes, who composes, who arranges, who mixes, who sings, etc., those will not be indicated, any words that may disperse the popularity of virtual idols, will be restricted, and only when the time is ripe to really push this virtual idol to a high place, the company will disclose the detailed division of labor behind it.

So, even if all parties want to know who the creators of these two movements, as well as the mixers and arrangers are, it is impossible to judge according to what is given in the MV, and most people think that it is only technical employees who are released, and the creators, arrangers, mixes, etc. are all hidden by Silver Wing, the purpose is to worry about being dug up, right?

Jinggang City, near the sea in Yanzhou, in a sanatorium.

Maestro Griffitz, a famous musician and producer of virtual idols, sat by the window of his room as usual, but he had not been in the mood to sunbathe for many days, and had been staring at the liaison in his hand, his brow wrinkled deeper, and his face was haggard.

This time he was not pretending to be sick, he was really sick, and when the second movement "Breaking the Cocoon" was released that day, Glefetz almost ended up in the intensive care unit.

The original expectation of turning over was shattered with the release of the second movement, and then Ming Cang's words made his situation even more difficult, the more attention the virtual idol Aurora launched by Silver Wing received, the worse his situation became, and the slimmer the hope of turning over, and now many peers are laughing at his failure last year, saying that he is not as good as a newcomer!

"Haven't found out yet?" Griffitz asked the three people standing next to him, all three of whom were his apprentices, two of whom had been washed out of the virtual project department by Silver Wing.

Griffitz's voice was hoarse and subdued, but also a little sharp, and every word was spoken slowly, giving people a very eerie feeling, like a rusty gear that had been stuck. Hearing this, a few goosebumps appeared on the arms of the three apprentices.

"Not yet." One of the apprentices replied with his head down.

The other two craned their necks, tempting to act as if they didn't exist.

Griffitz asked them to find out the real creator behind those two movements, and it can be said that the key factor in the success of Aurora is the creator behind it. But the three of them also borrowed some of Grefetz's connections through their own means, and still haven't found out who the real creator behind this is.

In fact, it's not just them, most people in Silver Wing only know that it is Fang Zhao who receives the project, but they don't know who the creator is.

"No?" Griffitz seemed to respond to their words, and as if he was talking to himself, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

After hesitating for a while, Griffitz waved his hand and motioned for the three of them to go out first.

The three apprentices were relieved, didn't dare to ask more, and left the room quickly.

Griffitz was the only one in the quiet room, and the afternoon sun was good, brightening the room, and the flowers in the vase were still tingy with a delicate color, adding a bit of life to the room, but now, the room was so quiet that you could hear the sound of breathing, there was a chill.

Griffitz entered a communication number in the communicator's encrypted mode, and after about fifteen seconds, the other party connected.

"What's the matter?" The person over there seemed to be very careful, lowered his voice, and without waiting for Grefez to speak, he hurriedly added, "If you ask about the Aurora Project, I can't tell you, now that Duan Qianji is keeping an eye on it, I don't want to be kicked out yet." ”

There was an executive of Silver Wing, who had some personal friendship with Griffitz and had benefited from Glefitz's help before.

"No, I know you're embarrassed by the rest, I can't say more, I just want to know, Aurora Project, who are the creators of those two movements?"

"......" There was silence for a few seconds, a little embarrassed, "This Duan Qianji specially ordered, and he couldn't say it." ”

"I just want to know, I won't say more." Knowing that the other party was also scrupling, Griffitz said. "I swear, I won't leak it out."

This time there was more silence, as if hesitating.

Griffitz didn't rush, just waited quietly.

After a minute of silence, the other side lowered his voice again, "It's Fang Zhao." ”

“…… Who?! Griffitz was so startled that he stood up and almost fell on his feet, and after he managed to maintain his balance, he asked again.

"That's the one you know, newcomer."

"Impossible!"

"Believe it or not."

"Why...... It shouldn't be...... With such a big investment in Silver Wing, it would be handed over to a newcomer?! How could a newcomer make ......" Griffitz did not want to believe.

"I warn you, you just need to know it yourself, don't say it now, otherwise we'll both finish playing, you know Duan Qianji's methods." After saying that, the communication was disconnected.

In the warm, bright room, Griffitz sat down on the chaise longue, letting the communicator slip out of his hand, and he only sat there as he had just stumbled, as if waiting for an weathered stone.

Suddenly, Griffitz's body trembled, and he felt chills all over his body.

Fang Zhao?

Is it the newcomer he checked who only entered the Silver Wing this year?

He remembered the man, fresh out of higher education, in his early twenties, less than a third of his age!

It's such a little ghost, and he was forced to such a situation!!

If Fang Zhao knew what Griffitz was thinking at this time, he would definitely tell him: I am your uncle!

……

No matter what other people think, and no matter how some media in the industry are clamoring to find the real creator behind it, Fang Zhao is in no mood to deal with the media, he cooperates with Silver Wing's countermeasures, he will not leave the company if he has nothing to do, he wants to play games.

The game equipment that Duan Qianji applied for was finally installed today!

More than a dozen kinds of firearms game props, almost the same as the appearance of real guns, this is difficult to get, because it is too similar to real guns, and it is stricter than the filming props in the film and television department, however, Duan Qianji's husband is from the army, and Duan Qianji himself has channels, if you really want to get it, let alone game props, you can get a lot of real guns.

Some of the company's security personnel are people who have the legal right to carry firearms.

Duan Qianji gave the virtual project department twenty days of vacation, and during this time, Fang Zhao's attention would be focused on the game.

As he watched the installers set up equipment in the prepared room, Fang Zhao's communicator rang.

It's an unfamiliar communication number.

Walking to the office, Fang Zhao chose voice connection.

"Hey, Fang Zhao?" An unfamiliar male voice came over there.

"I am." Fang Zhao walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the speeding cars coming and going below the fiftieth floor.

"I'm Bivos, the B-level agent of Niguang Culture, are you interested in coming to our Niguang Culture for development? Don't worry about the liquidated damages of Silver Wing, we can help you solve it, as long as you are willing to come, we will immediately arrange to sign a contract, the treatment is equivalent to our company's B-level contract star, the works created within one year enjoy the priority of publicity, and there will be master guidance in the creation. Of course, if you have any other ideas, we can talk. ”

Bivos is very confident that the conditions he offered are difficult for many newcomers to enjoy, and in his opinion, Fang Zhao will be a vacant job in the virtual project department of Silver Wing, and it is better to jump to their company and enjoy more practical treatment. In fact, there are still some conditions that can be opened, but he wants to see what Fang Zhao's reaction is first, and if he is interested, he will go down and say it later.

Neon people? Fang Zhao originally thought that Lushan Shihua's side would make a quick move, but he didn't expect that it was Niguang who shot first.

Fang Zhao also knew what Niguang's hand was for.

Since it is impossible to know who the real creators of the two movements are, let's dig up a few specific members of the project first, and Fang Zhao, as the producer, is naturally the first to be poached. When Song Shihua was still hesitating whether to start, the people of Niguang Culture had already found him first.

"Bivos of Neon Culture? Where did you get my address number? Fang Zhao asked. He is now using a new number that he made when the original owner of his body left the school and lived in Black Street, which is different from the communication number on the school file, and not many people know about it.

"Speaking of which, there is also a fate in our company's newcomer department, you should know your fellow countryman."

"Fang Sheng?"

"Yes, yes, it's him, don't you feel very fateful? Ha ha! ”

When Bivos was also checking Fang Zhao's information, he found that he and Fang Sheng, another rookie composer in the company, were in the same place, studying in the same elementary school and the same middle school.

However, when he asked Fang Sheng for Fang Zhao's communication number, Fang Sheng's extremely poor face Bivos didn't care, just thought that Fang Sheng's heart was unbalanced, and he didn't think in other directions.

"It's fate." Fang Zhao smiled in a low voice, staring out the window with a gaze like a cold light flickering on a blade, "Why don't you ask Fang Sheng first, who is the real creator of his three songs." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the other party's reaction, Fang Zhao disconnected the communication connection.