At three o'clock in the afternoon, a message from the fifth group of Yunning's composition suddenly spread throughout the composition department at the speed of light!

On the last day, the million orders that had been prepared to seal the order were taken! The winner is neither a Qu Dad nor a gold medal, but a bronze medalist!

For a time, the names Yang Meng and Xiaoying frequently appeared in the mouths of hundreds of composers. Some are shocked, some question, some envy, some jealous.

In the fifth group, many colleagues surrounded Yang Meng.

"Yang Meng, I didn't expect you to be a hidden master! Unexpectedly, I won a million orders at once! ”

"I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate any bronze medal! What do you think? Did you get a slap in the face? ”

"Your face is indeed a little red, Yang Meng, you are not authentic! You're doing this, so I don't have any face for this gold medal! Hahaha. ”

"This is easy to say, when the salary is paid, a cup of milk tea per person!" ...... As an inconspicuous bronze medal, how could Yang Meng have ever been so concerned?

For a while, the great vanity made the corners of her mouth rise involuntarily. She even forgot that this song [Dusk] had nothing to do with her.

For the inquiries and compliments of her colleagues, she also replied with a smile one by one.

"The idea for this work was actually proposed by my cousin, and I ...... I just polished it a bit. ”

"That is, luck, it just so happens that this song meets the requirements of the order."

"Don't worry, when the remuneration arrives, I will definitely invite everyone!" Waiting for the crowd of onlookers to disperse, Yang Meng's mood still couldn't contain his excitement!

There is an achievement of a million orders under his name! That's a million orders! Although it is a bit deceitful and famous, he does have such a brilliant stroke on his resume!

When [Dusk] comes out and is officially recognized as a golden song, there will be no obstacle to your promotion to the silver medal!

Let's just say, how could she not be excited? After two years of work, today is definitely the happiest day for her!

It was also the first time for her to feel the beautiful feeling of being noticed, envied, and flattered, even if there were a few pairs of disdainful eyes, it did not affect her good mood at all.

After the agitated mood slowly calmed down, she inevitably thought of that indifferent face.

Cousin, why is he so powerful? Did he finish this work? For a while, she couldn't wait to return home and confirm the doubts in her heart to Han Shuang in person.

And behind what she can't see, the faces of her colleagues are naturally not so friendly.

"Cut! No matter what you think, I don't believe it anyway! ”

"Who believes! She has a bronze medal, she doesn't even have the experience of completing a work, and she can write a golden song? , right? ”

"It must be someone who Qu Dad is asking for! Maybe there's a deal behind it! ”

"I have a similar thought, if she doesn't give anything, who will give her such a good work?"

"It shows that it looks very cold, I didn't expect to be so good at playing in private!"

"If she can write another golden song, I'm convinced!"

"Not necessarily! What if she has another deal with a certain Qu Daddy? Isn't the golden song coming? Ha ha! ”...... After getting off work, Yang Meng hurriedly rushed out of the company and drove home.

By the way, I bought a very authentic taste called flower chicken. When she got home, Han Shuang was busy in the kitchen.

"Hey, sister, why did you come back so early today?"

"Han Shuang, that work has been accepted!" Yang Meng couldn't hide his excitement and said.

"That's lucky, I haven't had much hope yet! You..... Why are you staring at me like that? Seeing that his cousin's eyes were very strange, Han Shuang couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"You tell my sister the truth, is this work really done by you?" Han Shuang nodded: "Most of it was done by me, but I asked a composition professor in Songyang to polish it." In order to share the doubts in his cousin's heart, and in order not to make himself look too demonic, Han Shuang told a small lie.

"So, or did you write it?" Although he was a little helpless in his heart, Han Shuang patiently explained: "Although I haven't worked for a long time, I have already completed it...... Quite a few works, so, nothing to fuss. He didn't think anything, but in Yang Meng's eyes, the shock was great!

He's already done a lot of music? Such a million-dollar order seems to him to be very commonplace?

Instinctively, she felt that Han Shuang was bragging, but the ironclad facts made her unable to find a reason to refute.

While eating, Yang Meng still raised his head and stared at Han Shuang from time to time. Obviously, in her mind, there are still many questions.

"Sister, don't look at me so old like this, I can't eat well." Han Shuang said helplessly.

"I don't think you're telling the truth." Yang Meng swore and said. Han Shuang didn't avoid this question, and said with a faint smile: "Who doesn't have a little secret?" ”

"But I'm your sister, don't you even believe me?" Han Shuang smiled again. Not to mention his cousin, even if it is his parents, even Dou Liangyu, doesn't he have some secrets in his heart?

"Don't talk about this, sister, do you know that you have completed this list, has anything changed?" At the mention of this, Yang Meng's eyebrows immediately fluttered.

"How is it that there is no change? Lao Huang is good to me now! When I got off work, he took the initiative to say hello to me, and he didn't take care of me until before! ”

"And those colleagues, they are very envious of me! In the past, they rarely talked to me. ”

"I know what they're thinking, huh! A set on the lips and a set on the back! Sooner or later, one day I will prove it to everyone, and I can write a golden song on my own! Han Shuang nodded and agreed: "Your composition skills are still very good, and there is a lot of room for improvement." As he spoke, he asked again: "By the way, cousin, do you also have a CRBT competition in Qizhou?" ”

"Yes! This kind of event for newcomers is available all over the country, what's wrong? Do you have an idea? Han Shuang smiled,

"Don't you have an idea?" Yang Meng showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and said, "In Yunning, only qu people who have won more than silver medals have a place in the competition. ”

"Not necessarily, as long as the work is good, I guess your supervisor doesn't care about the level of the musician, you can try it." Yang Meng nodded: "Well, what you said is right, with this [Dusk] to support me, it is estimated that Lao Huang will also look up to me, I will write a song to him next month, maybe I will be selected!" Han Shuang was puzzled: "Why next month?" Not this month? Yang Meng was stunned for a moment: "This month, but today is the twelfth, and there are still three days before the closure of the list, I ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to write it, and even if I can write it, I still have to choose a singer to record it, and it's too late for this time! Han Shuang smiled: "You underestimate your company, and you also underestimate the singer, let alone three days, even one day, the company can squeeze your songs into the list." ”

"That's right, but the kind of privilege you said only belongs to Daddy Qu, I'...... I probably don't have that treatment. ”

"Give it a try! Don't you want to prove yourself? This is also a great opportunity! ”

"Yes..... It's a good opportunity......" Saying that, Yang Meng came back to his senses and looked at Han Shuang with some doubts: "Why are you instigating me to compete for the championship?" Han Shuang smiled: "Aren't you trying to prove yourself?" This is also a great opportunity! Having said that, Yang Meng always felt that something was wrong.

"But I haven't written a song yet!"

"Are there any semi-finished products?"

"There are a few of them."

"Okay, I'll polish it for you later, maybe I'll finish it tonight!"

"Tonight? Can you finish a song in such a short time? ”

"Is it short? There are still a few hours to go! Listening to Han Shuang's words, Yang Meng fell into deep self-doubt.

Can you finish a song in hours? But how did Han Shuang's expression ..... So easy?

It's like a slow thing to finish a song in a few hours?!