A flashing hat wing smashed head-on, and the agent hurriedly squatted down with his head in his hands, and shouted in a broken voice: "Brother! It's okay for me to call you brother, even if you don't like reporters to bother you, but there are fans downstairs. That's the little angel who accompanied you all the way, and you can't bear to let them wait downstairs? ”

Ye Sha glared at the agent gloomily, two rough breaths erupted from his nose, and he walked around the study angrily.

This is a sign of his agitation after his train of thought is interrupted.

The agent sighed: "It's good to show your face and tell everyone that you are writing a new song, so that they don't bother you." ”

Ye Sha is not the only artist in the studio, the reporters and fans below have already influenced others, causing them to complain, and if they don't deal with it, they may cause public anger.

Ye Sha nodded irritably, and the bodyguard accompanied him downstairs.

Dozens of reporters swarmed up like sharks smelling blood.

"Yesha, how did you come up with the idea of combining drama and song, and who inspired you?"

"As the first person to create a new song, what would you like to say?"

"What are your plans next, will you record and upload [Feather Fall] and pay for on-demand?"

"I heard that the inspiration for [Feather Falling] is Yu Jing, is it true?"

Yesa is a music idiot, and never thinks too much about interpersonal communication and speaking.

It came up with a sentence: "The new song is halfway completed, but you interrupted it." ”

The reporters present instantly noticed the burning gaze of the fans behind them, almost burning their backs, and complained in their hearts that Ye Shazhen couldn't speak.

Ye Sha waved at the fans, and the crowd erupted in screams, almost breaking the reporters away. He motioned for everyone to be quiet, and said:

"That's right, the inspiration for the ancient songs is indeed Jingdao. It was he who proposed to combine the song with the drama, and specially gave me a few tunes as a reference, the structure of popular science ancient songs. The inspiration for [Feather Falling] comes from the movie Red Mirror, and my smooth creation is all due to Director Jing, who is my spiritual mentor! ”

Fans were in an uproar, they didn't expect the idol to have such a high evaluation of Yu Jing, according to Ye Sha's meaning, if there was no Director Jing, everyone wouldn't have heard the song Yu Luoyan at all.

The reporter's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and they will grasp the key point more than the fans - Ye Sha is not the pioneer of ancient songs, Yu Jing is! He has other old-fashioned songs in his hand!

As the first ancient song to meet everyone, the novel singing tone and poetic lyrics have captured the hearts of many audiences.

Interstellar attaches great importance to the issue of copyright, Ye Sha did not upload the song to the network to pay for on-demand, so they could only watch the recording of the party.

In just one night, the number of clicks recorded and broadcast of the party was close to that of the Honghuang TV series, especially the part where Ye Sha sang, and the layers of barrages blocked the entire screen, which was simply staggering.

A group of reporters were eager to shove the interview pen directly into Ye Sha's mouth.

"Ye Sha, how many ancient songs are there in Yu Jing, when will they be released?"

"When will Feather Fall hit the shelves?"

Ye Sha shrugged: "I don't know about Director Jing's side, I will use professional equipment to record Yu Luo's death the day after tomorrow, and the next song is also in production, please be patient and wait." ”

Day after tomorrow!

A group of people are about to crush their teeth, and they are squatting here in addition to interviews, just to ask Ye Sha to upload the song quickly, but they didn't expect to wait until the day after tomorrow!

"Can't you be faster!" Some reporters complained, and everyone nodded in agreement, even Ye Sha fans.

Ye Sha's temper is as stubborn as Yu Jing, saying that the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, and reporters and fans have not been able to make him change his mind.

Many people were about to cry in despair, but I don't know who came to say: "Can be the source of inspiration for Ye Sha, I don't know what kind of artistic conception the ancient style song in Yu Jing's hand is." ”

Hearing this, the eyes of a group of reporters immediately turned green, and they subconsciously wanted to run towards Pei Yi's Broken Star Tower.

The little director doesn't have his own studio, so if he wants to find someone, he can only go to Pei Yi.

Halfway through the run, they paused.

Grass, Yu Jing seems to have gone to other places to escape the cold.

Helpless, a group of people could only switch to the Internet and frantically ask Yu Jing about the follow-up of those ancient songs.

Yu Jing was holding a bowl of dumplings and eating them very deliciously, but he didn't expect the war to burn on him.

He went to contact Ye Sha first: "What about the tunes I gave you?" ”

Ye Sha in the creation was originally very impatient, but when he saw Yu Jing, he happily came to the screen: "According to Director Jing's request, it has been deleted." ”

Yu Jing nodded in satisfaction.

"Director Jing, who is the big guy who writes songs, I want to go to learn art." Ye Sha asked cheekily.

"This ...... Inconvenient to disclose. Yu Jing hung up the communication, they were all big guys in his previous life, where did he go to apprentice.

Then, Yu Jing ruthlessly broke the illusions of netizens.

[Yu Jing V: The big guy's song is just for Ye Sha as a reference as popular science, and I don't have a copyright. 】

One sentence chopped netizens to death and almost vomited blood to death.

I've never seen such a torturous person!

Yu Jingke no matter how netizens collapsed, he ordered a batch of fireworks to be set off in the garden all day long.

"Lao Pei! Look at this firework, it can change shape! Yu Jing shouted happily.

In my previous life, fireworks were banned in many places, and Yu Jing was sick and painful, so he almost never touched these gadgets. No one cares about it now, so of course you have to have enough fun.

Upstairs, Ji Yasu opened the window with a smile: "You two, be careful not to freeze." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yu Jing slid like a cat with slippery soles all the way, sliding from one end of the garden to the other, and finally planted into the green belt.

Ji Yasu was stunned and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Pei Yi's movements were faster, and he reached out and took people out: "How about it, it's easy to scratch in winter, you ......"

A cloud of snow smashed on his face and landed in his collar.

The evolution of the actor is a cold-blooded animal, and he is not afraid of the cold, but he looks embarrassed with snow particles sticking to his jaw.

Yu Jing's prank succeeded, laughing arrogantly, not noticing that Pei Yi's eyes were becoming more and more dangerous. A small ball of snow stuck on his face, shivering from the cold, and he pounced with his teeth and claws.

"You two!" Seeing that a snowball fight was about to break out, Ji Yasu warned, "Enough is enough! ”

Knowing that she was worried about her physical condition, Yu Jing nodded wistfully.

His body is just not as good as that of the interstellar people, and he is already very healthy compared to his previous life. Compared with the caution of his grandparents and grandmothers, Yu Jing prefers Pei Yi's attitude towards him, usually strictly supervises the exercise, and plays with him when he should play.

"Then I'll continue to play with fireworks." Yu Jing ran to the warehouse to get the fireworks again.

Ji Yasu opened her mouth to say something, but Pei Yi stopped her.

"He hadn't had a chance to play these before, so let him play to his heart's content." The man's gaze never left Yu Jing, and his deep words were quickly muffled by the wind.

Ji Yasu was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Yu Jing, stared at his smiling appearance, and chose to compromise: "Forget it, just play, I'll hand him over to you." ”

She sighed and turned back into the house.

In the afternoon, a car slowly drove into the old house, and the carriage was filled with fireworks and firecrackers.

There are giant fireworks set off in the sky, waterfall-like fireworks, and small jellyfish cannons in his hands, and the strange gameplay makes Yu Jing very excited.

Those small cannons were still on the ground, running up and crackling and stepping on them, one after another jellyfish fireworks exploded around him, and the sky of the Lu family's old house had been blooming from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

After the annual vacation, the news that Yu Jing likes fireworks is known to everyone on the Internet.

Along with this news, there are also ancient songs blooming everywhere. Some of the lyrics are full of charm, and the singing tone is no worse than Ye Sha.

Two days after the escape, the eleventh day of the new year arrived, and Yu Jing began to film on the Internet.

He plucked out his ears and complained to Pei Yi: "Isn't it enough to have a flood and famine, it's obviously time to fight the gods, and the plot is exciting, how can I still have time to urge me to shoot a new drama." ”

Pei Yi leaned over, sealed the chattering mouth, and swallowed the rest of the complaint into his stomach. There was an occasional muffled snort in the room, and a few minutes later, Yu Jing collapsed in Pei Yi's arms and gasped, glaring at him viciously.

"The Nuwa sculpture has been built, do you want to see it?" Pei Yi pecked him lightly on the cheek.

Yu Jing gritted his teeth: "Go!" ”

Anyway, you can't stay at home, it's easy to get off the gun.

The 100-meter-tall sculpture is not the tallest building in the center of Donghua, but it is the most popular place.

Since it was built, countless East Chinese people have traveled thousands of miles to check in and take pictures, and it is said that other planets are also being built.

Pei Yi parked the car in the parking lot and pulled Yu Jing to the foot of the sculpture, where there were many passers-by nearby.

Behind her, two little girls pointed at Yu Jing and whispered: "Everyone says that the thickest person in the crowd must be Director Jing, doesn't this portrait look like it?" ”

"There is this saying on the Internet, but it is not necessarily reliable."

The corners of Yu Jing's eyes twitched fiercely, what's the matter, are you starting to recognize people by their clothes now?

What is the thickest dressed person in the crowd must be Jing Dao!

A sweater, a winter jacket, is it thick?

He didn't swell into a bear, why did he leave this impression on everyone!

The little director turned around vigorously, and then fell silent as he watched the girl's dress.

Puff sleeves, short skirts, bare legs......

It's minus 20 degrees now!

The self-esteem was hit critically, and the uproar shattered to the ground.

He touched the winter suit on his body and finally recognized the gap.

"Lao Pei, I'm serious this time, I really want to evolve." The little director's tone was quiet.

Pei Yi touched the back of his head and pulled the person away to prevent him from getting angry.

The Nuwa sculpture is not only lifelike on the outside, but also has a passage inside that can be directly entered. The special material used to build Nuwa allows the people inside to see the scenery from above.

As the elevator rises, the people on the ground gradually turn into black dots, and when they reach the top floor, the elevator slowly stops, and in front of them is a huge platform for people to take a nap.

Yu Jing calculated, this position should be Nuwa's heart.

He took out his light brain with the flow, slapped it at the sky, and walked around with great interest, and the big screen on the wall happened to be playing the TV series of the flood wilderness.

Nuwa, played by Song Rong, stands in the unattainable clouds, with only the indifference of looking down on all beings in her eyes. A fox knelt respectfully at her feet, not daring to be presumptuous.

I still remember when she first created a man, she would still have a happy expression as the clay figure landed, but now she looks like a god who has no desires and no desires.

But viewers who have watched the flood know that this is just an illusion.

It was the two little girls again, tired of walking, resting on a chair not far away.

Among them, the curly-haired little girl looked at the big screen, shivered fiercely, and whispered to her companions: "I was so happy that Nuwa had just come out, but now I feel so terrible, I don't dare to call her mother at all." ”