Entertainment: Reborn as a composer, dominating the entertainment industry

"Ding Dong."

The elevator stopped on the 12th floor.

Zhang Xingyue, chairman of Xingguang Entertainment, and He Nanting, head of the planning and publicity department.

Both of them were flushed.

Xu Sheng had been lingering at the elevator entrance for a long time and couldn't wait any longer.

When he saw the two, he hurried out of the elevator to greet them.

"How much did you drink?"

""No, how much do you drink?"

Zhang Xingyue replied casually.

Seeing this, Xu Sheng quickly put his arm around He Nanting's shoulders.

"Lao He, I asked you to persuade him, why did Mr. Zhang get drunk in broad daylight?"

"A man of eight feet tall, a few glasses of wine are nothing to worry about."

It seems that both of them are almost done.

"Why don't you two take a rest first, we can still talk tomorrow."

Zhang Xingyue waved his hand, his tongue was swollen.

"No, you said yes, which shocked us. No, no."

Director Xu felt a little regretful. Don't let the state of these two people affect the recording progress.

……

Helplessly, he led the two into the recording studio.

Coach Yang, Su Linger has already recorded twice and is discussing preparing for another one.

Seeing that the big leaders have all arrived, they greeted them first.

Zhang Xingyue walked in front of everyone,

"Ling'er, is this the song that Lao He brought back?"

"No, Mr. Zhang, it's another one."

"Oh?"

Zhang Xingyue looked at Director Xu.

Director Xu took over and said,"It's from our composition department."

""Okay!"

Su Linger entered the recording studio again.

The staff brought two stools.

Seeing that the stools were placed too close to Guo Hong,

Director Xu pulled the stools further away. Director

Zhang and Director He sat down, and Su Linger was also ready.

"3"

"2"

"1"

The passionate prelude.

The sound of footsteps, fighting, and glass breaking

"All are brave"

"The wound on your forehead"

"……"

Mr. Zhang and Mr. He looked at each other.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

"Why lonely"

"Not honorable"

"People are only imperfect"

"Worthy of praise"

"Who says those covered in mud are not heroes?"

"Love you walking alone in the dark alley"

"……"

"Are you going? Are you worthy?"

"This ragged cloak"

"Fight? Fight!!!"

Director He's blood boiled when he heard this.

When he was young, he sang in nightclubs.

Countless nights, he was ridiculed and humiliated. In the early morning, he carried his guitar, dragged his tired body, walked on the dark and deserted streets, and returned to his cold rental house.

After meeting Zhang Xingyue, he had the courage and insight to found Starlight Entertainment, and walked step by step to where he is today.

Director He vaguely remembered what he said to Zhang Xingyue at the beginning,

"Xingyue, I swear to Nanting"

"We must make the starlight reach the peak"

"A little starlight can shine like the sun and the moon!"

Director He turned his head and looked at Zhang Xingyue with tears in his eyes.

""Teng!"

Zhang Xingyue stood up from the stool, startling Director He.

Guo Hong instinctively clenched her fists and turned her head to look, her sharp eyes swept past.

Then she returned to normal.

Director Xu noticed her at the moment she turned her head.

Director Xu secretly rejoiced.

"Fortunately, fortunately."

Zhang Xingyue stood up and never sat down again.

He put his left hand around Director Xu's arm and his right hand on Director He's shoulder.

"Your spots are different"

"Your silence is deafening."

War?"...

Su Ling'er roared out with a hoarse voice.

Unwilling, angry, and boiling blood.

Like a heavy hammer, it hit Zhang Xingyue's head once, twice, and three times.

Zhang Xingyue's grip became tighter and tighter. Director He tried to stand up several times but failed.

Director Xu's arm was also pinched red.

Finally, the song was finished. Su Ling'er stood in the recording studio with tears in her eyes.

There was silence!

Director Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and broke free from Director Zhang's restraints.

Only Director Zhang's murmurs were heard,

"I will build my city-state on the ruins."

Su Linger calmed down and walked out of the recording studio.

Guo Hong gently hugged Su Linger at the door.

"boss Zhang"

"Mr. Zhang."

Hmm?" Someone called me. Zhang Xingyue looked at Su Linger in front of him and came back to his senses.

"Ling'er, that's great!"

Worried that I was expressing myself too vaguely, I clenched my fists and gave two thumbs up.

"Lao Xu, was this done by your composition department?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"

"OK, OK, OK!"

"Let's go to the office and talk."

Then Zhang Xingyue said goodbye to everyone in the studio, and told Coach Yang that the song would be ready soon and he should make a copy for him.

Director He quickly interrupted,"I want one too!"

Several people walked out of the elevator.

Director Xu looked at the two people in front of him.

"Do you two want to sober up and take a rest?"

Zhang Xingyue glanced at Xu Sheng.

"Sober up? I can still drink another pound now!"

Director He was also imagining in his mind, what kind of sensation would this song cause after it was released?

……

Chen Xi sat in front of the computer, and the score of"Chasing Dreams" had already appeared completely on the music software.

Thinking of his last life, he stretched his arms.

"It's great to be able to continue to feel the music!"

Putting on headphones, he immersed himself in studying music again.

Starlight Entertainment, Chairman's office.

Smoke filled the air.

There were six A4 sheets of paper on the table.

On the leather sofa in the middle of the office, the three founding members of Starlight Entertainment sat down and sat down.

"Old Xu, are you sure the song was written by Chen Xi?"

"It is a little hard to believe, but the copyright has been registered and the facts are in front of us."

"With his experience, can he write a song of this level?"

"Experience? Experience!"

Director Xu suddenly realized.

Reluctance, despair, depression, struggle, emergency room, critical illness notice, living towards death, hope

"It must have been written by him!"

Director Xu said confidently, and two pairs of inquiring eyes were cast over.

"A composer fainted a few days ago, but I didn’t tell you about the hospital."

"When I was rushed to the hospital, I was taken to the emergency room. I almost died. The hospital notified me to take care of my funeral. I was terrified at the time."

"Finally, he managed to hold on for a whole night thanks to his strong willpower."

"Chen Xi went to the gates of hell and then he came up with this song."

Zhang Xingyue thought,

"Nan Ting, what do you think?"

"Inspiration comes suddenly, but it is also fleeting. He seized the opportunity"

"……"

Three people vindicated Chen Xi’s"The Lone Brave Man"!

"I think this song gives him a share of the mid-level composer."

Director Xu looked at Director He who made the proposal. Isn't it a bit against the rules?

Zhang Xingyue suddenly said,

"Talent is rare, give him a share of the senior composer"

"This song is worth it"

……

""Dong, Dong, Dong."

In the chairman's office, the recording studio staff took two USB flash drives and handed them to Zhang Xingyue and Director He respectively.

"Okay, it's decided. You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll take a break."

Director He and Director Xu said goodbye and left.

In the chairman's office

《The melody of"The Lone Brave" sounded~~~