Xiong Zhenghai was stunned when he heard this, and laughed again.

"Yu Dongqing, don't be funny..... Can you write better tunes at your level? If that's the case, I'll give you my position as Associate Director of Music! ”

"Director Xiong, what you said discouraged people's enthusiasm.....

"Gotta ..... Composition is composition, arrangement is arrangement, that's not the same thing at all, not to mention his level of arrangement....."

....

...

"Enough!" Wu Lanjiao sighed and stopped everyone's discussion.

Although she was very dissatisfied with Yu Dongqing's performance today, she would not tolerate the ridicule of his subordinates.

"This concludes today's meeting. Holly, you stay. ”

After the rest of the people left, Wu Lan asked with concern, "Holly, are you okay?" I saw that you were distracted just now, did something happen at home? Is Tongtong okay? ”

"Thank you for your concern, it's all good." Yu Dongqing replied with a smile.

"Don't take what you just said to heart, just work hard, Fang Jinsong will send you the revised score and try your best to make it up!"

"Don't worry, I'll do it." Yu Dongqing's tone was calm.

"Is there anything else? Director Wu. ”

"No, you can go."

This Yu Dongqing.....

Hey, I didn't let him attend this meeting if I knew it.

Wu Lan sighed slightly in her heart.

In fact, she is very optimistic about her brother, how radiant she was when she organized a band at school!

Tall and straight figure, angular face, can sing and write songs, and I have been moved by him.

But somehow, after going into society, I don't know if the edges and corners have been smoothed out by setbacks, and the passion of the past has no longer become much mediocre.

As an arranger, I can only be regarded as qualified, but far from excellent.

This made Wu Lan think of a word - Jiang Lang is exhausted.

Despite this, Wu Lan still took good care of him, and she felt guilty about him.

It's because of Yu Dongqing's voice!

Yu Dongqing had a clear voice when he was in school, his clarity, timbre, and temperature were very good, and he was very popular when he debuted, even if he couldn't become a singer-songwriter, just with his tall and handsome appearance and a good voice, he would create a world in the entertainment industry.

Just two years after his debut, he suddenly had a throat problem and had to rest, and the last examination was that the vocal cords had polyps, which could be treated conservatively first or operated on immediately.

As a friend, she suggested immediate surgery, so that he could quickly recover and return to the music scene, so as not to be forgotten by people, and was very enthusiastic to help him find the attending doctor of Tongren Hospital through a friend.

The polyp was successfully removed, but Yu Dongqing's voice became hoarse! had to say goodbye to the music scene.

Later, it was learned that this was a sequelae of the operation - no one could guarantee that the voice would be the same, and even if the polyp was not removed at that time, it must be cut to avoid causing cancer.

Yu Dongqing didn't blame Wu Lan for this, but she always felt guilty in her heart, as if she caused all this. So take care of him and maintain him everywhere in the work.

Just like today.

Some people in the company have opinions about this, and she is well aware of it.

Alas......

Wu Lan looked at the sunlight outside the window and sighed faintly.

Besides, Yu Dongqing returned to his office, and as soon as he sat in his studio, Li Wei leaned over and whispered: "Brother Yu, did you offend Xiong Zhenghai just now?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"That guy just came over to talk to Zhang Siqi and them about the meeting you just had.... Laughing at you for not wanting to write a song, deliberately so loudly, didn't you let everyone hear it?! What a person, really. ”

Zhang Siqi is in her early thirties and can be regarded as Xiong Zhenghai's descendant.

No wonder when he first came in, Zhang Siqi looked at him with strange eyes. Yu Dongqing pondered in his heart.

"What's so great about being able to compose?" Luo Yun in front turned around and hugged Yu Dongqing upset.

"Underestimating our arrangement? Even if it is said that the composition is a safflower, we need to arrange the green leaf lining of the music......"

"Actually, you're not entirely right."

Yu Dongqing suddenly came out and said, Luo Yun widened her eyes when she heard it: "What do you mean?" ”

"To be precise, the relationship between composition and arrangement should be the relationship between people and clothes, without our arrangement, the music they composed is equivalent to running naked."

"Flutter ....." Luo Yun was amused all of a sudden, and her chest suddenly swelled.

"Brother Yu, I usually see you as serious, but I didn't expect you to be quite humorous."

"Just kidding, you're busy, I'm fine."

The chat between the three ended here, Yu Dongqing turned on the computer, and after a while, he received an email from the company's internal network system, which was the finished "Jianghu Overture" composed by Fang Jinsong.

From morning to afternoon, Yu Dongqing was busy on the computer even after eating at noon, which aroused Luo Yun's curiosity, and he leaned over and leaned on the back of Yu Dongqing's chair and asked, "Brother Yu, what are you busy with?" ”

Yu Dongqing smelled the faint smell of perfume again, and the softness on her shoulders was soft.

"Temporarily Confidential ......"

Yu Dongqing smiled and closed the software window casually.

"Cut ......."

Luo Yun pursed her lips and turned to leave.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Yu Dongqing got it done, put on headphones and listened carefully and revised a few of the arranged notes, and then he was very satisfied with generating the audio file, and sent it directly to Wu Lan's e-mail with the score.

It's finally done.

Call it a day!

Yu Dongqing stretched and turned off the computer. Leaving the company with a briefcase, he squeezed into the subway with the flow of people and hurried back to his home.

As soon as he got out of the elevator and took the key to open the door, Yu Dongqing suddenly heard the sound of a tinkling piano in the room.

Yu Dongqing listened carefully to play "Little Star Variations".

This is the K. 265/300e is a piano piece composed by Mozart in 1778. The first part of his variations, later written by the English poetess Jane Taylor, became known as the "Little Star" children's rhyme (Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle).

Yu Dongqing listened carefully, although due to his young age, the fingering strength was not enough, but he played skillfully and full of aura.

Well.....

It should be her daughter Yu Tongtong, who came back from kindergarten.

After Yu Dongqing opened the door, sure enough, there was a little girl wearing a bow sitting by the piano in the living room playing the piano, but there was a tall girl next to her who was guiding, with short hair and denim shorts, and a pair of big white legs.

"Brother-in-law, you're back."

When the girl saw Yu Dongqing enter the house, she smiled at him and watched the little girl play the piano.

is really a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, and there is a heroic spirit in her eyebrows.

By the way, her name is Mingmei.

A student of the directing department of the Central Academy of Drama, 20 years old and a sophomore this year, she is the half-sister of his wife Mingrui, who died of illness, and the sisters have a good relationship.

After the death of my sister, I was worried that Yu Dongqing, a big man, would not be able to take care of Yu Tongtong, so I often came to see my niece. Playing the piano is also a personal instruction that she comes over on weekends.

Yu Dongqing didn't reply, but saw the little girl slip down from the stool and run towards him with her little hands open and smiling.

"Daddy's back..... It was my aunt who sent me back. ”

Yu Dongqing was stunned, quickly put down the briefcase, and hugged the little girl very affectionately.

"Daddy..... I did well in kindergarten, and the teacher rewarded me with a little red flower. The little girl chirped.

"Hmm.... I know Tongtong is a good baby. ”。

The father and daughter made out for a while, and Yu Tongtong was driven to the piano by Mingmei again, and she was a little reluctant to play.

Immediately, the room resounded with the sound of a tinkling piano.

"Tongtong, the 6th variation is playing in the wrong place here, and the left hand is a little faster..... Let's see my aunt play it for you. ”

After Mingmei finished speaking, she sat on the piano chair, and a pair of slender hands began to play.

Yu Dongqing didn't speak, sitting on the sofa on the side and listening quietly.

The playing is really much better than the daughter's playing just now.

At this time, the afternoon sun shines through the window just on the bright side face, and the white skin is almost transparent.

Piano, beauty, summer sunshine.

Yu Dongqing suddenly felt that this picture was very beautiful and wanted to shoot it.

It's a pity that I don't have the right camera at hand, if only the Nikon D6 SLR that I used to use in that time and space!

The phone made do.

Yu Dongqing took out his iPhone, turned on the camera, chose an angle, and quietly filmed.

It's beautiful.

Such a beautiful girl, I don't know which stinky boy will be cheaper in the future?

Yu Dongqing sighed while patting his heart.