In fact, after Lu Yuanhang wrote the song for Song Dongye, he placed it in his office and no one touched it.

Song Dongye, who received the song under the leadership of Zhang Min, was so excited that his lips were trembling. Looking at the two pages of songs in his hand, Song Dongye's eyes shone.

These two pieces of paper are the first step towards success and reaching the top!

"Paper is short but love is long"

"Decent"

Looking at the names of these two songs, Song Dongye couldn't believe it for a while. A person's fate.asxs., sometimes it might just be two thin pieces of paper in his hand!

Just by looking at the names of these two songs, Song Dongye knew that they were the kind of songs that would make you fall asleep at the first sight, the kind of songs that would become popular!

No reason! Just because these two songs were written by the famous Brother Tao!

Song Dongye is so confident in Lu Yuanhang! Because he still remembers the first time he saw Lu Yuanhang, watching Lu Yuanhang write a song "The Most Beautiful" live in front of him

After the song was written, Song Dongye never once denied Lu Yuanhang's talent in song writing. He didn't even have the slightest doubt in his heart. Even if Lu Yuanhang didn't give the song to him for so long, Song Dongye just

I feel that Lu Yuanhang's recent inspiration may be a little slow, but he will definitely not exhaust his talent.

This is just like some writers on the Internet who have trouble writing articles for a few days. For some struggling little writers, the editor doesn’t even know what you’re writing.

Give you advice.

Alas, who can understand the hardship of a young author?

Song Dongye raised his head inexplicably. How could he think of those hard-working little authors? What does these little authors have to do with him? Forget it. After patting his head, Song Dongye took it with a happy expression.

Song, and couldn't help but tighten her arms.

Zhang Min couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw Song Dongye's unpromising look, "Come on, take the song and get busy!"

Song Dongye looked happy after hearing Zhang Min's words. He didn't care about the sarcasm in Zhang Min's words at all. He didn't care at all.

When a man walks in the world, how can he stop because of some complaints from a little girl?

Carrying the dragon-slaying sword to save the world, it is now the right time to come down from the mountain.

Song Dongye smiled slightly, looked around like a thief with two songs in his arms, and gently said to Zhang Min: "Sister Zhang, wait for my good news."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Min to say anything else, Song Dongye went home happily.

Listening to Song Dongye's words, Zhang Min definitely didn't believe it. In her impression, Song Dongye had always been a freeloader, so how could there be any good news? It's like a desperate author suddenly telling you one day that he wants to be a great god.

It's just as funny. Isn't this a joke?

But what about the songs written by Lu Yuanhang?? It’s like a shabby book that has been praised by the public at a certain point and hung on the home page of an app for a whole year. It doesn’t matter whether the writing is good or not.

Even a scumbag can become a god author.

Although Song Dongye is a bit older, he still looks the same as when he was young. He is really old-fashioned and warm-hearted. After he just got the song, this guy didn't even look at it. He just hit him and came to his place.

At the home of a friend who is filming a movie.

"Hurry up and open the door, I got the stuff!" Song Dongye stood in front of a security door with an excited look on his face, talking on the phone while opening the door.

After only three seconds, the door opened, revealing a little face full of surprise. He looked about thirty years old, with a mustache, looking like a profiteer, and his small eyes were narrowed.

There was a crack: "Where is it! Let me see quickly!"

He grabbed Song Dongye's arm and pressed Song Dongye on the sofa without any explanation. He poured water and handed the tea cup in one go, and then sat down on the small bench with a look of anticipation on his face.

Song Dongye was also happy. He hurriedly took out the two pieces of paper that he had been reluctant to read. He carefully placed them on the table and gave them to this person. He said in a proud tone: "Lao Gao, this is an authentic product from Brother Tao. Hurry up and read it."

How does it feel?"

Lao Gao took out a pair of reading glasses from somewhere. After putting them on, he looked at the two pieces of music carefully and murmured: "How could I fall in love with him and decide to go home with him..."

After a while, Lao Gao's face was all red, and his lips were trembling with excitement: "It's a perfect match! It completely matches the mood I want!"

Song Dongye chuckled. Now he felt as confident as Mount Tai. He took a sip of hot tea and after swallowing it, he said calmly: "There is one more song. Let's see if it's right."

Lao Gao quickly turned over the next song, studying it while reading it, and kept mumbling: "Breaking up should be dignified. No one should say sorry..."

God!

After reading it, Lao Gao looked at Song Dongye with excitement: "Old Song! Come on, let's go and record these two songs now. After recording, we can start making the promotional video, and we will try to release it during the Spring Festival this year.

It can be released!”

Song Dongye waved his hand, "Wait a minute, the tea hasn't been finished yet, what's the hurry?"

Seeing Song Dongye's worried look, Lao Gao's anxious mouth almost blistered. He took Song Dongye's arm and said, "Let's go quickly. Why are we drinking tea at this time? Wait until my movie is released and sells well at the box office.

I’ll give you a big red envelope!”

Song Dongye smiled and patted his chest: "Lao Gao, this is what you said! If your movie can really sell well, you can get me a down payment in Beijing!"

Lao Gao nodded with certainty: "Don't worry, Lao Song, leave this to me!"

"Then let's go!" Song Dongye's face smiled like a chrysanthemum. Following Lao Gao, they picked up the paper on the table and prepared to go out.

"That's right!" Song Dongye in the corridor slapped his forehead, looked at Lao Gao and said, "It seems that the copyright of these two songs has not been registered yet!"

Lao Gao looked at Lao Song with a blinded face: "????"

Song Dongye smiled sheepishly: "Let's register the copyright first. Don't worry, Lao Gao. Even if I'm so busy today that I won't sleep tomorrow night, I'll help you record these two songs!"

Lao Gao glanced at Song Dongye angrily: "Let's go, stop inking, and hurry up!"

"Okay!" Song Dongye opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. Lao Gao drove the car and inserted the key. He pressed hard on the soles of his feet and the car started.

In the afternoon of that day, the two of them went to register the copyright of the song. By the time they got the copyright certificate, it was already late at night. The two of them thought about it and had a meal, and then sneaked to the recording studio of Lao Gao's company.

People get busy with their work.

"How do I get this soundtrack?" When he arrived at the company, Lao Gao looked at Song Dongye with a bewildered expression.

Lao Gao is just a pure filmmaker. His musical attainments are certainly not very good. He just came over to record songs in a daze after being fooled by Song Dongye. But after he came over, he realized that things were not what he thought.

So simple, looking at the empty recording studio, Lao Gao was a little confused.

"Where are the people in your company?" Song Dongye also looked confused.

"It's time to get off work." Lao Gao looked at Song Dongye inexplicably: "We can't use this recording studio when we are at work."

"Then let me record the soundtrack myself?" Song Dongye gritted his teeth.

"Hurry up, I'll do something for you." Lao Gao was anxious, what could he do at this time? He could only choose to believe in Song Dongye's skills.

"Are you touching the music?" Song Dongye was angry. He pointed at Lao Gao's nose and said: "The soundtracks of these two songs require at least ten kinds of instruments. Even if I know how to do it, I still have to mix it! I am alone.

Controlling two instruments???”

Lao Gao was scolded by Song Dongye and felt that something was indeed wrong. He hesitated and looked at Song Dongye: "Then what should we do now?"

Song Dongye took a deep breath and said, "Wait!"

After saying that, Song Dongye took out his mobile phone, and after connecting it, he said with a charming smile: "Hey brother, it's me. I have something to do and I want me to help you. I'm in trouble, isn't it?

It’s not a big deal, I just want you to help me record a mix. Hey, isn’t this my boss who wrote two songs for me to sing? You also know my boss, Lu Jiuhang, Brother Tao, hey, it’s a small matter.

It's a small matter, okay, I'll send you the address on your phone, come over quickly, and I'll treat you to dinner when I'm done."

After hanging up the phone, Song Dongye looked at Lao Gao angrily: "Send me your company address and I will send it to him."

Lao Gao looked at Song Dongye's face and marveled, "Old Song, I have known you for so many years, and what I admire about you is your magical ability to change faces."

Song Dongye rolled his eyes: "Get out of here, hurry up!"

Lao Gao chuckled: "I sent it to you. When will he arrive?"

Song Dongye waved his hand: "Am I a god? Can I calculate this for you? Stop talking nonsense and hurry downstairs to buy something to eat. My friend hasn't eaten yet. By the time he finishes helping us, it will be almost midnight."

Lao Gao waved his hand: "Okay!"

After saying that, Lao Gao happily went downstairs to buy some food.

After Song Dongye waited for a while, the friend he called rushed over. Song Dongye looked at his good friend who rushed over to help him in the middle of the night and gave him a big hug: "Brother! You are here, both of us.

My mentality of just sitting here and waiting for you is completely broken!"

"Brother Song." The visitor was a young man. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said to Song Dongye: "I am idle at home. It's no big deal to come over and help you."

"Okay brother, without further ado, let's start working!" Song Dongye pulled the visitor and pointed at Lao Gao beside him: "Gao Shun, just call him Lao Gao." After speaking, he pointed at Gao Shun.

He pointed: "This is Xiao Zhang, my dearest junior, a musical genius."

"Brother." Lao Gao and Xiao Zhang smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's get to work, Lao Gao, where is the musical instrument room of your company?" Song Dongye took a meat bun, handed it to Xiao Zhang, and asked Gao Shun beside him.

"Follow me." Gao Shun took the lead, and the three of them walked to the musical instrument room.

The lights in the musical instrument room are dim.

"Wait a moment." Gao Shun carefully looked at the small house next to the musical instrument room: "The musical instrument room has always been a forbidden area in the company. The instruments inside are very expensive. There are special people watching. I'll go and see if he is sleeping.

Is there any more?”

"Be careful." Of course Song Dongye knew this rule and kindly reminded Gao Shun.

Gao Shun nodded and tiptoed to the small house. He found that the security guard who was looking at the musical instruments had fallen asleep and was snoring loudly.
To be continued...