"I understand. Frankly speaking, your story touches me very much. It reminds me of my music teacher Qimeng." John leaned on the sofa, adjusted his glasses, and thought thoughtfully for a while. There was a feeling in the corners of his eyes.

There were tears flashing.

"So, can you join my team and help me complete "Spring of the Cowherd Class"?" Zhou Shaoming asked eagerly. If John can agree, it can be imagined that this man with more than 40 years of film scoring experience will

An experienced and top-notch musician who has scored blockbusters such as "Star Wars" and "Jurassic Park", he can make "Springtime of the Cowherd" climb to a peak of national attention!

The director system has given all the original soundtrack and other materials of "Spring in the Cowherd Class" to Zhou Shaoming, and they now exist in his mind, but for some unknown reason, Zhou Shaoming does not intend to use those materials that can be easily completed.

Maybe it’s because French musicians’ scores aren’t so easy to impress American audiences, and Zhou Shaoming doesn’t want to take this risk. Maybe he thinks there’s more room for improvement in the original movie’s scores. Maybe, subconsciously, he really

I don’t want to choose b.

"Tomorrow, come to my recording studio tomorrow. If I can give you a soundtrack tomorrow that can impress me, I will take over the business!" John did not give a definite answer.

He smiled and patted Zhou Shaoming, who was slightly disappointed on his face, and explained: "If my music can't even impress me, even if I do it reluctantly, I'm afraid it will be disrespectful to your movie."

"Okay, then I'll visit you tomorrow!" Zhou Shaoming stood up helplessly, solemnly shook hands with John, and then left with Robert Jr.

"Don't worry! I think there will be a show!" After walking out of the door, Robert, who was full of alcohol and still had a playful smile on his face, put his arms around Zhou Shaoming's neck and said.

"**! Don't hold me like this, okay? Be careful if the paparazzi see us and say we are gay!" Zhou Shaoming couldn't stand it and kept yelling.

"What are you afraid of? Let them take pictures and let them say! Gay? Haha! I just like you. What's wrong!" Little Robert didn't care about that much. He secretly drank a lot of red wine from John's house and laughed with the smell of alcohol and hugged him.

She looked at Zhou Shaoming and wanted to forcefully kiss him.

A flash of light flashed across, Zhou Shaoming turned around and looked, **! They are really paparazzi!

The huge camera in his hand, the long lens, the canvas bag on his back, the long windbreaker, the somewhat panicked face after being discovered, and the two legs running as fast as he could, all of which clearly spelled out two words: "paparazzi"

"**! It's really bad this time!" Zhou Shaoming knew he couldn't catch up, so he could only angrily throw Robert into the back seat of the Ferrari, then step on the accelerator, the Ferrari engine roared, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The next day, Zhou Shaoming was woken up by a phone call. It was from Tobin.

"Hello, Tobin!" Zhou Shaoming yawned loudly.

"Haha, look at the Chicago Sun-Times. You and Robert Jr. reported it! It's perfect!" Tobin on the other end of the phone tried his best to hold back his laughter, but soon burst out laughing.

"**! What's wrong!" Zhou Shaoming realized something was wrong. He quickly threw away his phone and ran to the door to pick up the newspaper.

Huge title, bold font, plus an extra-large picture of myself and Robert Jr. entangled!

"Supernova Director and His Protagonist! Gay!"

"Holy shit!" Zhou Shaoming became so angry that he raised his head and threw the newspaper on the head of little Robert, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

The phone rang again, it was Christina!

"Haha! You two are really confused! Who was on top and who was on bottom yesterday?" Christina asked jokingly. She knew her lover's sexual orientation and didn't take the gossip in the newspaper to heart at all.

"It's all Robert's fault. He was drunk! When he saw red wine, he was like seeing a bull with red cloth. It was so terrible!" Zhou Shaoming was about to cry without tears.

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter. If the newspaper doesn't write like this, it won't be sold. I believe you! Hehe!"

"But what about my innocence!"

"I know your innocence is in my hands, that's all! At worst, let Robert treat us to dinner, haha, don't talk anymore, I'll go to class!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Shaoming was still full of dissatisfaction and kicked Robert Little on the fat ass.

"What are you doing? I haven't slept enough yet, let me sleep a little longer!" Little Robert muttered dissatisfiedly, and continued to sleep soundly without even opening his eyes.

The calls came one after another, asking if Zhou Shaoming really had an affair with Robert Jr. Zhou Shaoming was so angry that he simply got dressed, ignored the culprit, and ran out in a Ferrari.

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Arriving at John Williams's workplace, a rather luxurious recording studio, Zhou Shaoming sat on a chair and waited, waiting for various audio devices to be adjusted behind the glass. He was thinking hard from time to time to give the answer he wanted.

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Time passed quickly, and John finally smiled and invited Zhou Shaoming into the recording studio.

"How's it going? Mr. John, do you have any ideas?" Zhou Shaoming wanted to be patient, but he was impulsive and couldn't help but ask.

"Last night I dreamed of my teacher, Teacher Qi Meng, he is a good man." John smiled, waved his hand to signal Zhou Shaoming to stay calm, and then pressed a switch: "Listen."

The melodious music slowly emerged in the space, like a crystal-clear pond, and the organ solo made everything full of pastoral flavor. The children's fleeting laughter and uncontrollable tears seemed to come alive from the music, before their eyes, in front of them.

It slowly appeared in my mind.

The string arrangements are intricate and well-proportioned, and suddenly turn dark, just like a principal who is constantly panicking under high pressure. The deep music makes the soul begin to feel depressed, and the rising and falling drum beats seem to be shouting slogans: "Action! Reaction!"

My breathing began to quicken. John's music had this kind of magic that made people immersed and confused.

The children's acapella appears, as clear as crystal. The life emotions contained in the voice are strong and soothing, becoming more and more shocking. The solemn harmony of strings and voices turns the movement into a kind of praise, as if a children's choir is singing.

Churches sing sacred music praising God.

The music had ended, but Zhou Shaoming was still intoxicated by the music. He closed his eyes for a while and savored it with mixed feelings in his heart.

"I think I hope to try the soundtrack for this movie. Really, this is a gift to my music teacher!" Obviously, John was also moved by his own music. He took off his glasses and secretly wiped the glasses from the corners of his eyes.

tears.

"Thank you very much! I don't know what to say, thank you very much!" Zhou Shaoming stood up, bent down and saluted solemnly. This is respect for music. "Spring of the Cowherd Class" has found the best soundtrack composer!

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Everything was ready, but only one person was missing. Zhou Shaoming came out of John's studio excitedly and immediately got into the last thing before shooting the movie. That was the director's request to invite Jessica Alba to play the role of Meng Dan in the play.

Role.

Zhou Shaoming has analyzed and studied the original film in detail. He does not want the halo to be concentrated on the heroine Jenny Benia. Other characters such as Avril and Jessica are all worthy of special mention.

He has decided to lengthen the film, which was originally only 96 minutes, to 120 minutes, and devote more words to the characters of Avril and Jessica, making the conflict more intense and the sensationalism more intense.

Therefore, Jessica Alba should like this tragic character who has a low IQ, behaves weirdly and domineeringly, but never really does a bad thing but is misunderstood by others, and sets fire to the school under pain and depression.

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Chapter completed!