After Qin Yi "cleaned up" Ye Zhenzhen, he had a good night's sleep.

Wake up feeling refreshed.

Yesterday the security guard had a point, people rely on clothes and horses to saddle up.

Qin Yi took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe that looked more suitable and changed them into.

After arriving at the Swan Music Studio, Du Keer was already waiting at the front desk.

"Mr. Qin."

Du Keer smiled.

"I'll take you to the office."

"Thank you." Qin Yi thanked him.

Du Keer explained: "Mr. Yuan specially asked me to entertain Mr. Qin well, and Mr. Qin does not have to have a psychological burden. ”

Walking through the long hallway, Du Keer opened the door to his office.

"Stop," said Du Keer, "a new colleague has arrived today. ”

Qin Yi stepped forward.

"I'm Qin Yi, please give me more advice in the future."

Several people in the office turned their heads and looked at Qin Yi.

"Then you talk," Du Ke'er said with a smile, "Wait a minute, let Lao Zheng pick up the score of your song." ”

After Du Ke'er left, Qin Yi found a stool and sat down.

That's when someone asked him.

"You're that Ye Zhenzhen's boyfriend?"

Qin Yi replied generously.

"It's an ex-boyfriend."

"I didn't expect any stinky fish and rotten shrimp to enter the Swan Studio."

It was an uncle in his 50s who spoke, and he turned the stool around.

looked at Qin Yi quite unkindly.

"Lao Zheng, don't say that." Colleagues play round.

Lao Zheng is the oldest producer of Swan Music Studio.

He snorted.

"Don't look at me, I'm old and don't surf the Internet much."

"I know Ye Zhenzhen's name."

"She has a lot of musical potential and she sings very well."

"But who knew that it was climbed by a villain."

"I don't know what a big man has to do with getting into the swan."

"Could it be that the group of people in the star field forced him in to keep his mouth shut?"

After Qin Yi heard this, he didn't think there was a problem with what Lao Zheng said.

In the eyes of the public, he is such a person.

But when it came to Ye Zhenzhen, Qin Yi wanted to laugh.

The songs Ye Zhenzhen sang were all written by Qin Yi for her, and I don't know how Ye Zhenzhen could be cheeky enough to take his song and continue singing.

"What about me."

Qin Yi smiled heartily.

"I did come in on my own."

"Do it yourself?"

Lao Zheng glanced Qin Yi up and down.

"Which music school did you graduate from?"

"I didn't graduate from music school."

"And you learned to play a musical instrument?"

"No, I just know a thing or two about various instruments."

"Hey you kid," Lao Zheng slapped the table, "didn't you come in through the back door?" ”

"Sure enough, it's the same as the one uploaded on the Internet, soft rice man."

Qin Yi refuted him.

"Who says you have to learn music to play music?"

"Who doesn't know how to say big things."

Lao Zheng cut and waved his hand.

"In this office, I say what I do."

"We don't want people here who can't do anything, and it doesn't matter if Yuan Ye comes!"

Qin Yi felt that although Lao Zheng Ren was a little strange, he was a solid eye.

He didn't take it to heart either, and asked with a smile.

"How do you know how to work?"

Lao Zheng pointed to the instrument placed in the corner.

"Do you know how to play a musical instrument? I'll listen to one of you. ”

Qin Yi asked, "Which one do you want to hear?" ”

There are guitars, basses, drums, pianos, and even a drum kit piled up in the corner.

When Lao Zheng heard this, he was also interested.

"Yo, the young man's tone is loud enough."

He pointed to the simplest guitar.

"Play the guitar first."

Qin Yi picked up the guitar, tried the tone first, and after confirming that there was no running tone, he played a section at will.

A song "California Guitar" is melodious.

After the song was over, the onlookers couldn't help but applaud.

"Although the California Guitar is not the hardest tune, it is not easy to play."

"yes, yes, I think I practiced for a long time when I played this song."

Qin Yi said with a smile: "The teachers have praised it. ”

Lao Zheng hissed.

I think this young man is a little interesting.

He pointed to the drum kit and piano on the side.

"Drum kit, piano or not?"

"The beat of the drum is an indispensable part of composing music."

"And the piano, as the head of the cushion sound, is also an important point."

Qin Yi nodded silently.

After playing a random piano piece, he struck another drum.

Qin Yi put away the drum stick.

"Is that okay?"

My colleague smiled: "Yes! Awesome! ”

"Impressive! Sit up and take notice! ”

"You don't seem to be the kind of useless person who says on the Internet."

"Hey Lao Zheng," the colleague pushed Lao Zheng, "Loosen up, you see how talented Xiao Qin is." ”

Old Zheng was silent.

Qin Yi's performance is indeed outstanding.

It's even better than when others first joined the studio.

Lao Zheng admires his talent very much, but the public opinion on the Internet is not fake.

He hesitated.

Talent is one thing, but more important is character.

This is the truth that art comes from morality.

While the office was silent, Du Keer pushed the door and entered.

Slightly surprised, she asked.

"What for? They all gathered together and didn't speak. ”

"Don't be stunned, let's all work."

After the crowd dispersed, Du Keer took the tablet and handed it to Lao Zheng.

"Lao Zheng, this is Qin Yi's original."

"You help him get the score out."

"Original?" Lao Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Yi.

"Can this kid still write original?"

Qin Yi just smiled and stood aside.

Du Keer explained.

"This is the song that Mr. Yuan likes, and Qin Yi is also the person that Mr. Yuan likes."

Lao Zheng muttered: "Sure enough, I came in through the back door, I don't know whose song I bought secretly." ”

Du Keer was taken aback and hurriedly said.

"Lao Zheng, why do you say that?"

She turned her head and apologized to Qin Yi.

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, Lao Zheng is happy and straightforward, and he has no malicious intent."

Qin Yi said with a smile.

"I know, Lao Zheng is not bad, I saw it just now."

Lao Zheng: "Hey, you young man, do I need to say if I'm bad?" ”

He snorted.

"Don't stuff me with any saliva songs."

"If it's saliva, don't think about me."

Qin Yi sat next to Lao Zheng.

"Why don't you listen to it first?"

"Just listen, I'm still afraid of you?"

Lao Zheng put on his headphones and started playing the video.

As time passed, Lao Zheng's eyes gradually widened.

He pointed to the tablet and asked Qin Yi.

"You wrote this song?!"

"Not really." Qin Yi replied, "I played on the spot." ”

Lao Zheng's eyes widened, and his face was incredible.

He quickly replayed the video again.

This song! Can fire!

A colleague passing by glanced at the tablet and said.

"Lao Zheng, you haven't surfed the Internet in the past two days, right?"

"Didn't even listen to this song?"

"The number of views of this song in the past two days has exceeded one million."

Million!

Lao Zheng looked at Qin Yi with a relaxed face in disbelief.

This is what many singers dream of!

Qin Yi, an ordinary person, did it so easily!