Chapter 7 You want me to sing a junior songwriter’s song?
Looking at the backs of the two people leaving side by side, Lu Renjia froze on the spot, motionless.
Now, to the two of them, I am a real passerby.
But watching the two people leave, Lu Renjia roughly guessed it.
It should be Lin Xia, this guy, who really wrote a good song.
There have been many times in the Composition Department before when Yama King Zhou suddenly started to be very polite to a certain person, and his attitude turned completely 180 degrees.
Every time this happens, a good song comes out.
When Lin Xia and Zhou Ming walked out of the composition department and went out to eat, it was not just Zhou Ming who was shocked. Seeing this situation, the entire composition department began to laugh and discuss.
"Lin Xia seems to have really written a good song. I'm super. When can I complete my task target?"
"Looking at how cool King Zhou is, it should be so."
"No, Lin Xia has written good songs, but I don't accept it."
"If you don't accept this thing about inspiration, I'm going to retreat to create. I'll be in trouble if I'm unemployed."
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Lin Xia never thought about it.
When two grown men went out to eat, they only had two bowls of noodles, but they were able to order six dishes.
I didn’t expect that when Zhou Ming was having dinner with him, he kept looking for topics to praise himself. After eating this meal for nearly an hour, he continued to praise himself for an hour.
The most terrifying thing is that Zhou Ming actually transferred yesterday’s coffee money to himself.
However, this meal completely changed Lin Xia's view of Zhou Ming.
It seems that this King of Hell, Zhou, is only harsh on those who can't write songs, but he is still very friendly to talented people like himself.
Now, since the other party has treated her so well and is planning to give her a limited edition chassis worth tens of thousands, Lin Xia naturally had a chat and laugh with Zhou Ming.
After all, my diva wife is also in this company, so it is a good thing to have a good relationship with the leader.
After eating, return to the company.
Lin Xia also talked to Zhou Ming on the way about her requirements for singers.
After all, although what was recorded today was a demo, it was also the final version to be submitted to Star Films, so the recording should not be taken lightly.
Lin Xia followed Zhou Ming to the recording department upstairs.
In the long corridor, people come and go. On both sides of the corridor are closed recording studios, where singers record songs.
People in the corridor will basically say hello after seeing Zhou Ming.
After all, he is the director of the composition department, so he is considered a middle-level leader in the company.
The two of them walked to the end of the corridor and arrived at the door of an office. Zhou Ming opened the door directly and went in.
"Minion, help me arrange a recording studio. We are going to record a demo."
"You record it. Who are you recording the song for this time?"
"Lin Xia."
"Lin Xia? Who?"
At this time, the minion inside, Huang Ren, the supervisor of the recording department, raised his head and looked at the handsome guy behind Zhou Ming, his heart full of doubts.
However, although he didn't know who Lin Xia was, Huang Ren didn't ask any more questions.
"No one is using Studio 1 today. I'll give it to you."
"Thank you, Minion."
After finishing speaking, Lin Xia followed Zhou Ming to Recording Studio No. 1. This place is indeed much larger than other recording studios, and the various instruments inside are also very complete.
After entering, Zhou Ming also said very proudly, "Lin Xia, I will do my best to help you record your song. I also specially invited second-tier singer Ying Mengwei to record it."
"Second tier? Thank you, Director Zhou."
At my current level, if I can have a second-tier singer sing my songs, I will definitely benefit from it.
When the staff in the recording studio saw Zhou Ming coming in, they immediately came over to greet him.
"Director Zhou, you are here."
"Well, I'll record the song. Are you all ready? There's nothing wrong with the equipment."
"Don't worry, supervisor, we are ready."
Zhou Ming gave the other party the USB flash drive in his hand, then came to the sofa not far away and sat down directly. All he had to do now was wait for Ying Mengwei to come over.
At this time, Lin Xia was sitting on the sofa and even felt a little nervous.
Speaking of which, this is my first time recording a song, so I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous.
"Lin Xia, by the way, you probably didn't write this song all morning, right? How long ago did you have in stock? Why didn't you release it earlier?"
At this time, Zhou Ming asked curiously.
To say that this song was written in one morning is simply unrealistic.
"Isn't there no suitable opportunity?"
"Then do you have any other inventory?"
"Well, I don't know."
Zhou Ming turned his head and glanced at Lin Xia. His eyes were open. No wonder he was telling lies. However, it sounded like this kid still had something in store.
I just don’t know if there is such a quality as this song.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
However, Ying Mengwei, whom the two of them had longed for, still hadn't come over. At this time, Zhou Ming looked at the time on his phone and couldn't help but frown.
A lot of time has passed since the agreed time.
So Zhou Ming called directly: "Hey, Ying Mengwei, how long do you have until you get to the company?"
"Director Zhou, I would like to ask, when you told me to record songs, did you want me to record songs written by junior composers? You want me to sing songs written by junior composers?"
"Yes, but didn't I tell you? The quality of this song is very high."
"Director Zhou, we are all smart people, and I am not a fool. You should contact other singers."
Listening to the voice on the other end of the receiver, Zhou Ming's face suddenly darkened, because he had turned on the call for this call.
Not only Lin Xia next to her heard it, but all the staff in the entire recording studio knew it at this time.
The atmosphere in the entire recording studio instantly reached freezing point.
"Forget it if you don't come, we can just find another one."
"Lin Xia, it's her loss if she doesn't sing this song."
"It's okay, aren't there a lot of newcomers outside? Just find anyone inside."
Outside these recording studios, there are actually many new singers waiting every day just to help them record demos.
At the same time, these newcomers also hope that they can be noticed by good songwriters.
Of course, the singing skills of these newcomers cannot be compared with those of singers who have already debuted, but there is still no problem in recording a demo.
After listening to Lin Xia's words, Zhou Ming also showed an apologetic look on his face, but this is all he can do now.
The two of them came to the corridor outside. Not far away, there were many young faces, full of expectations.