Since Pan Wei was the last candidate for the interview, Liang Jinxiu proposed to take a break. His assistant took Song Yi and Wu Xuan out of the side door and went to a small and elegant reception room to rest.

In the reception room with bright windows, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, you can see the Expo Pavilion in the east and the Huangpu River. The sunshine is nearly noon.

Wu Xuan held the water cup and stood in front of the window, advising: "Xiao Song, Liang Jinxiu obviously wants to push Pan Wei, who looks like a jade girl, why do you have to deny the person directly?

Your two singles, the first special release agreement, must be signed on Summer Solemn Records. There is no need to offend Liang Jinxiu."

Song Yi was drinking water on the sofa and pondered slightly. Hearing this, he walked to Wu Xuan with a cup of water and explained: "Sister Xuan, since I have taken the money from the Summer Solitaire Records, I have to do my best. Pan Wei is indeed not suitable for singing this song.

At that time, Mr. Pei gave me a gift of 500,000 yuan online. I remember this favor in my heart. I did my job at Summer Solid Records with great care, which was also a favor to repay her.

In addition, I don’t want to ruin my own signature. The songs I write are good songs. The singles I produce are also good ones."

Wu Xuan's clear and beautiful eyes fell on Song Yi's young and thin face, with starry eyes rhinoplasty, and his face was like a jade-like man. A fair and handsome boy would be unable to help but like it.

The quiet and deep eyes and his words made him look really different from the 18-year-old young man. She had long known that the pride in his heart was far from as peaceful as he was outside. He was very serious and attentive in his work.

She also recognized this explanation. Brand is very important.

Wu Xuan said: "Xiao Song, you do your best, Liang Jinxiu may not think so. He treats you as a shield. Xuanxuan, the first second-tier singer to come in, is probably Pan Wei's strong competitor. He hopes to eliminate Xuanxuan with you."

Song Yi smiled and nodded, "Sister Xuan, I know! I don't care about his internal office politics, just keep the song producing well.

Actually, it’s not a loss for me to attend the interview. At least I was feasting my eyes this morning. Female singers competed for beauty, with different styles. They looked like beauty pageants.”

"Most of them have had plastic surgery." Wu Xuan's funny Bai Songyi glanced at him and broke the secrets in the industry. He couldn't help but pat Song Yi on the shoulder gently, "You are not good at studying at a young age."

Song Yi suddenly realized, smiled with a thick face, and took a water cup to drink water.

The world economy is booming, and the beauty industry is naturally ahead of schedule. Just think about it, as long as singers make money, they will certainly not be satisfied with just using makeup to make themselves beautiful. Plastic surgery is a natural choice.

The music scene here is under great pressure and has great intra-scrolling. Now the Internet is developed. The appearance of singers does not require them to be as good as film and television stars, but they must also have requirements for their image. If they are ugly, they will be hard to be popular among passers-by.

At this time, the door of the reception room opened, and Liang Jinxiu's female assistant brought Xu Shuangcheng in. Xu Shuangcheng happened to see Wu Xuan slap Song Yi, and hurriedly stepped back and closed the door, "Well, you guys continue, I didn't see anything."

Two red glows suddenly flew on Wu Xuan's pretty face, like beautiful flowers. She took out the manager's fortune and shouted in a sweet voice: "Xiao Xu, come in!"

Xu Shuangcheng and the female assistant came in again. When he saw Wu Xuan a little angry, he knew that he had made too much joke and felt a little scared. Old Song made a joke casually, and Old Song would definitely not be serious with him. But Sister Xuan is different.

Song Yi helped him get the siege, called him to sit on the sofa, and asked, "Shuangcheng, weren't you stayed in the conference room on the 18th floor?" He then said to the female assistant: "Pour him a glass of Coke, thank you!"

"Okay, Teacher Song." The female assistant agreed to leave quickly with a crisp voice.

Xu Shuangcheng said: "Lawyer Luo is reviewing the contract, how can I understand this? I sit down and take a walk when I'm bored. Teacher Song, how are you doing the interview just now? I was just outside watching a bunch of beauties waiting for you to summon you." He smiled and looked like he was dancing.

Song Yi smiled and said, "You are casting the movie as a movie and putting on Zhang Hong's sofa? The music director was sitting inside. What was the situation outside at that time?"

Xu Shuangcheng: "We are thinking about how to get your recognition from Teacher Song, so that we can become popular in our specialty. It's so difficult to get in your lounge. Oh, some new female singers who have not released their first specialty have not received the interview opportunity."

Song Yi nodded, his mind returned to the song, and Wu Xuan, who was looking at the scenery at the window, said: "Sister Xuan, Shuangcheng can arrange the songs simply with his mobile phone, I need your help."

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Liang Jinxiu called Pan Wei, who was about to cry and seemed more charming, to his office to comfort him. Song Yi's straightforward comments made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Oh, Xiaowei, your singing skills are at its peak and your voice is very distinctive. I will definitely help you make a diamond album with your third album. You have to have confidence in yourself! OK?"

Liang Jinxiu placed the water cup on the coffee table and sat on the side of the hospitality sofa to comfort the frustrated little girl.

The twenty-five-year-old Pan Wei is a little girl compared to the forty-five years old this year.

Pan Wei lowered her head and said sadly: "Mr. Liang, thank you. Then these two songs..."

Liang Jinxiu put on her glasses and said, "I'll talk to Song Yi later to see if he can change his mind. If he takes a step back, he won't sing, so he won't sing.

Xiaowei, let me tell you that on Friday, on Xiaomeishan Island, I saw Song Yi take out a girl song that is no less than "I Am a Girl". I will buy it after I look for him. It is still time for your album to be released at the beginning of next year."

Pan Wei's attention was diverted and she asked curiously: "Mr. Liang, what's the name of that song?"

"Duck." Liang Jinxiu told the truth, "He said that when he entered Mr. Pei's resort villa, he saw ducks playing in the pond, so he was inspired. This song "Duck" can be sung for at least ten years."

Pan Wei was surprised and said in surprise: "So amazing!"

Liang Jinxiu found out that she would not put her own top singer in the future, so she quickly said, "He is bragging. He wrote three songs in a row to show his creative talent. This could not have been created on the spot."

Pan Wei nodded and picked up the cup of water on the coffee table to drink water.

Seeing Liang Jinxiu comforting the company's top players in the future: "Okay, you can practice songs first. I have to deal with these two songs. If you don't give a certain result today, the company is panic."

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After coming out of the office on the 18th floor, Liang Jinxiu returned to the large suite on the 17th floor, asked the female assistant to invite Song Yi, and said straight to the point: "Song Yi, is it really inappropriate for Pan Wei to sing these two songs?"

Song Yi did not answer, but said, "Mr. Liang, this is a rough version of the song "I am a Girl". Look."

Wu Xuan's words just now reminded him that there is no problem with insisting on his own opinion, but there is no need to offend Liang Jinxiu, so he has to come up with something convincing. This thing is an arrangement.

In just half an hour, based on the original song in his mind, he asked Xu Shuangcheng and Wu Xuan to help write down the arranged score.

Now the music industry is highly developed, and many arrangements use electronic synthesized notes instead of notes played by instruments. However, Song Yi did not use synthesized notes in this song. He wrote down the accompanimental instrument score.

Liang Jinxiu's expression moved slightly. She took the music score given by Song Yi, and took a look at it and understood the arrangement of the song. The playfulness and joy of the little girl were almost overflowing. She couldn't help but sigh, "Okay. Pan Wei is indeed not suitable for singing this song.

Song Yi, sell me the song "Duck". I will use it as the title song of Pan Wei's new album. You can buy it at your own price."

Song Yi smiled, neither refused nor agreed, "Mr. Liang, let's talk about these two songs when they are released."

Liang Jinxiu rubbed her scalp and said helplessly: "Understand, understand."

This is normal. Now Song Yi is offering a price, how much is appropriate? If the two songs "I Am a Girl" and "Traveling the Waves" have been successful, this is the reference target for the offer. No one will sell their works at a low price.

Liang Jinxiu took a sip of tea and said worriedly: "Who do you think is more suitable for singing these two songs to be interviewed today?"

According to Song Yi's request, there is really no suitable female singer among Xia Zhi Records.

Song Yi said: "Mr. Liang, should you ask the new singers from your company to try it? These two songs are the most suitable for girls to sing."

Liang Jinxiu thought, "It's OK." Looking at the time, at 11:40 am, she asked the assistant to call the four new singers who had not participated in the interview in the morning for the interview one by one.

The latest one to come in was a petite girl, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a light pink bat shirt, and bowed respectfully first, "Hello Mr. Liang, hello Mr. Song." Then he stood in front of the musical shelf and sang.

A few minutes later, Liang Jinxiu shook her head when she heard it. The little girl was too nervous and she sang the tune away.

Song Yi was a little strange. Xu Shuangcheng just told him that Xia Zhi Records had a petite and ordinary-looking new singer who was very lively and claimed that he sang well, which might meet his requirements. But looking at this situation, he was really disappointed.

"Next." Liang Jinxiu said disappointedly, and her tone was a little impatient. He spent a lot of money to buy two songs. If there was no suitable singer singing in the summer solstice record, that would be funny! He had some opinions about Song Yi in his heart.

The reason why he refused to let new singers sing was mainly because the singer who had not yet released his first-time major had obvious flaws in pitch and rhythm. Song Yi suggested listening to the voice of new singers, which is that he did not recognize his work.

The second one came in was a girl with an ordinary appearance. She was slightly shorter than the female singer just now, with dark skin. She waved her hand openly and said with a smile: "Hello Mr. Liang. Hello, Teacher Song, my name is Duan Xiangjun."

Liang Jinxiu didn't know this little girl at all, "Let's start!"

As a medium-sized record company, Xiazhi Records doesn’t care about newcomers, and there is a reasonable promotion process within the company. If you sing well, it will naturally appear in his vision, just like Pan Wei.

Duan Xiangjun practiced secretly, and now he spoke calmly: "Don't look at me like this, my face will turn into a red apple..."

Song Yi's eyes lit up. This girl gave him a different feeling. First, after seeing all kinds of beauties in the morning, he suddenly had an ordinary girl, which impressed him.

Second, she is different from the girl just now. Not to mention the characteristics of her tone, she pronounces accurately and has a good rhythm. Especially this cheerful rhythm, she has six or seventy-sevenths of charm.

"stop!"

After listening to a paragraph, Song Yi asked Duan Xiangjun to stop.

Duan Xiangjun was very relaxed, but when she saw Song Yi stopping in the middle of the journey, her heart suddenly felt in her throat and she couldn't help but pinch her thumb.

Song Yi said to the puzzled Liang Jinxiu: "Mr. Liang, I want to give her a rough accompaniment. Can you let Wu Xuan and Xu Shuangcheng come in?"

Liang Jinxiu also got a little reminiscent, but he actually didn't think Duan Xiangjun sang well. Compared with the skills of other singers, her singing skills are too immature and tender.

"OK."

Liang Jinxiu's assistant called Wu Xuan and Xu Shuangcheng in. Xu Shuangcheng's phone contained the arrangement just now. At this moment, unlocked the phone and tuned the accompaniment. After a few notes were played, it stopped after confirmation.

Behind the long table, I quietly gave Duan Xiangjun a thumbs up.

Looking at Xu Shuangcheng, Duan Xiangjun opened her mouth into a "o" shape. Now she realized that it was not that she sang poorly, but that she might have fallen into the eyes of "Teacher Song".

Song Yi mentioned: "Duan Xiangjun, you have no problem with the rhythm of singing. You are cheerful and relaxed. I ask you to deal with it more playful. Give a little arrogance and show your youthful style."

Duan Xiangjun was confused by Song Yi's words and said frankly: "Teacher Song, I dropped out of high school. I don't understand what you said. Can you explain it more clearly?"

Song Yi was stunned immediately.

Liang Jinxiu, Wu Xuan, and Xu Shuang looked at him in Chengdu. This is his song, and it is up to him to decide what the final product looks like. They cannot interfere.

Song Yi rubbed his eyebrows gently, looked at Xu Shuangcheng, who was holding his phone and was waiting for the accompaniment to play, and suddenly felt aroused in his heart and directed: "Shuangcheng, do me a favor and stand in front of her."

"Ah..." Xu Shuangcheng was surprised, but he still supported his brother's arrangements. He walked to Duan Xiangjun and stood less than two meters away.

Song Yi explained: "You look at each other for thirty seconds first."

"..." Xu Shuangcheng was speechless, but he still did it with Duan Xiangjun. Looking at the ordinary and black girl who was much shorter than him, looking at each other and wanting to laugh.

Song Yi: "Duan Xiangjun, let's assume such a scene. In high school, Xu Shuangcheng confessed to you that he likes you. You rejected his confession, but you didn't hate him. Then, this song is what you want to sing. Let's start!"

Click the accompaniment.

Duan Xiangjun understood a little bit. If Xu Shuangcheng had a tall boy of 1.8 meters tall to her in high school, it would have been a very sweet and beautiful memory.
To be continued...