Chapter 51: The Group of Death
Qinzhou is very large and has many cities.
The place where Lin Yuan was located was called Su City, which was one of the most prosperous main cities in Qinzhou, and his hometown was a place called Cloud City.
Six hours of high-speed rail.
Lin Yuan finally arrived in Cloud City.
"See you at the beginning of the school year. ”
The simplicity of the companion said goodbye to Xia Fan and Lin Yuan.
Seeing off the two, Lin Yuan didn't go home immediately, but took the bus to the mall and bought a bunch of things-
It's all gifts for mom and sister.
Walking out of the mall, Lin Yuan was carrying a bunch of things with large bags and small bags, and it was very inconvenient to take the bus, so he could only choose to take a taxi.
His family lives in the south of the county seat.
A place similar to an urban village.
Walking to the familiar door of the house in his memory, Lin Yuan knocked on the door, and it was a beautiful girl in plush pajamas who opened the door.
"Sister. ”
Lin Yuan greeted with a smile, this is Lin Yuan's sister Lin Yao, she is very beautiful, she has inherited the advantages of her parents like Lin Yuan, and she is in her third year of high school this year.
"Brother. ”
The girl smiled and nodded.
Lin Yuan walked into the door, changed into a pair of slippers, and shouted into the house: "Mom, I'm back." ”
"It's back. ”
My mother came out wearing an apron, and there were blood stains on her hands: "I'm making braised fish for you." ”
"Good. ”
Lin Yuan said, carried his things into the house, took out a suit of clothes and shoes and said to his sister, "This is a gift for you." ”
"Thank you. ”
Lin Yao took Lin Yuan's gift, opened it, and found that it was a fan's down jacket, and frowned: "I don't like pink." ”
"And what color do you like?"
Lin Yao didn't think twice: "White." ”
Lin Yuan took out another set: "Like this?"
Lin Yao glanced at Lin Yuan in surprise: "Mom said that you got rich, it turns out that she didn't lie to me, so can you give me a hundred yuan to buy a set of study materials? I have a discount coupon, it was supposed to be one hundred and two, and one hundred is reduced by twenty." ”
"Okay. ”
Lin Yuan said briskly: "I also got a coupon for a grilled fish restaurant in the mall, let's go eat together when we go back." ”
Lin Yao nodded: "Hmm." ”
My mother looked at the exchange between the brother and sister and cried and laughed: "No wonder when I was a child, everyone around me said that your two brothers and sisters had strange personalities......"
"Why?"
Lin Yuan and Lin Yao looked at their mother at the same time.
The old mother smiled and waved her hand, although the brother and sister are both taciturn personalities, not as lively as the elder sister, but she knows that the relationship between the three children is still very good.
Lin Yuan sat on the sofa and rested.
Lin Yao, who is in her third year of high school this year, is doing questions at the table.
This is a two-bedroom home, the light is not very good, and the decoration and furniture are also very simple, for example, the sofa under Lin Yuan's buttocks has several holes, but although the house is simple, it is very clean and well-organized.
When I get paid, I have to buy a house.
This thought flashed through Lin Yuan's heart.
Soon the meal was ready, and Lin Yuan called his mother before he came back, so it was a very hearty meal of four dishes and one soup at noon.
Braised fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy chicken, stir-fried shiitake mushrooms with green vegetables, and a tomato egg soup.
"Let's eat. ”
The three of them sat around the table, and the mother blamed the pity: "Your sister's annual leave hasn't started yet, if she is here, these dishes will definitely be eaten." ”
Lin Yuan nodded.
My sister is the most edible person in the family.
In contrast, Lin Yuan and Lin Yao belong to the category of picky eaters and only like to eat meat.
My mother reminded with a smile: "Eat more vegetables." ”
So Lin Yuan and Lin Yao had a tacit understanding to pick out a piece of green vegetables, and the two of them used chopsticks to divide half of it.
“......”
My mother smiled and said, "Yaoyao, your brother is starting to make money now, you can tell your brother if you have any needs in the future." ”
"Hmm. ”
Lin Yao's eyes lit up and looked at Lin Yuan: "Brother, can you help me eat this green vegetable?"
"The one who eats food is the handsome!"
Lin Yuan refused: "It is said that people who eat green vegetables can keep people young, and I have a friend who often eats green vegetables, so he will always be eighteen years old." ”
Lin Yao: "......"
Lin Yuan reminded: "He will always be eighteen years old. ”
Lin Yao was puzzled: "Brother, are you telling a joke?"
Lin Yuan thought with some regret, it seemed that it was not his own humor, but that Senior Sun Yaohuo's laughter was relatively low, and he had no resistance to his jokes.
......
Lin Yuan started his vacation early, but the various departments of Xingmang were still busy with work.
Artist Department.
Jiang Kui finally completed the recording of "Balloon", and is happily reporting the results to Zhao Jue at the moment.
That's when it happened.
Lao Zhou appeared in the artist department and found Zhao Jue: "There is bad news, our Spring Festival plan may have to be adjusted." ”
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Jue frowned.
Lao Zhou sighed: "This year's Spring Festival, doesn't the company have a plan for ten songs, and there is something wrong with one of them, and the audit department found out that the melody of that song is too similar to the melody of a certain song in Chuzhou." ”
"Plagiarism?"
"It's not plagiarism, I know the composer, he must have heard that song by accident and wrote a similar melody by accident, and this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened in the composition department. ”
"Isn't it okay to have nine songs this year?"
It's really common for composers to hit melodies, especially for some pop songs, where the chords are often very similar.
"No, I can't. ”
Lao Zhou is also worried: "The publicity resources for this song have been arranged, if you don't go up, it's a pity, but we can't just put on a song, otherwise it will be too wasteful of such good publicity resources." ”
"Whose song is that?"
The two of you, you look at me, I look at you, and finally turned their heads in unison and looked at Jiang Kui with a blank face.
"Me?"
Jiang Kui's mouth opened slightly, and he instantly understood what the two meant, and began to complain: "Balloon is the song I prepared for March......
"I understand. ”
Zhao Jue sighed: "The quality of "Balloon" is not bad, and we may be able to make a good list in March, but the problem is that there is still a lack of one of our works in February." ”
"But February is the group of death, so many first-line singers compete. ”
Jiang Kui was aggrieved, the group of death means that the competition on the list in February is very fierce, and "Big Fish" was posted in the group of death in December, so it didn't get any good rankings.
That's how terrible the Death Group is!
Songs that can reach the top in other seasons will be released in February, and they may not be able to enter the top ten.
"That's what I said. ”
Lao Zhou comforted: "But we lack a song in February, and the quality of your song is relatively good, what if it becomes popular?"
Zhao Jue nodded.
Jiang Kui: "......"
We don't dare to ask, we don't dare to say.
Her arms couldn't twist her thighs, so she could only use Lin Yuan as a shield: "You can communicate with Teacher Xianyu." ”
"I called. ”
Lao Zhou spoke, and then dialed Lin Yuan's phone, at this time Lin Yuan was accompanying his sister to buy study materials outside, received a call, and after learning the truth, he said:
"Yes. ”
Lao Zhou hung up the phone and said, "Lin Yuan's side is fine, let's just have a good time...... Ahem, that's it. ”
Has Mr. Xianyu also fallen?
Jiang Kui's eyes suddenly filled with despair.
Why do I keep encountering the Death Group?
It is true that "Balloon" is a good song, and there is a high probability that it will produce results in March, but in the group of death in February, is it the rhythm of cannon fodder?