"Zeng Xiaolian, look at the ratings, it's the second-to-last in Taiwan!"
"Do you have a grudge against the ratings? Others broadcast fairy tales, thousands of miles away, these popular songs, you broadcast those shabby niche songs every day, can anyone listen? Can the ratings go up?"
"If the ratings don't increase, can the advertising fee go up? If there is no advertising fee, can your bonus be paid out?"
The leader of the radio station scolded Zeng Xiaolian face to face.
"Yes, yes, Lisa, please give me another chance, I will definitely work hard." Facing the vicious leader, Zeng Xiaolian, who loves niche music, was instantly intimidated.
In the face of bonuses, all hobbies, hypocrisy, and literature and art are so vulnerable.
Lisa's mood calmed down after she fired a fire, she took out a tape from the drawer and threw it to Zeng Xiaolian, "This is a new song, you should go back and listen to it carefully, write a manuscript, and it will be broadcast tonight. out."
"Got it, Lisa, I knew you still love me," Zeng Xiaolian said with a playful smile.
"Let me tell you, don't try to get away with it. I'll be listening to the show you listen to tonight. You should prepare well for me. Do you hear me?"
"I heard you," Zeng Xiaolian left Lisa's office with the tape in hand.
Looking at his back, Lisa couldn't help sighing, the mud couldn't support the wall!
After Zeng Xiaolian came out, she couldn't stop slandering (fei) in her heart, "This old woman, she hasn't had a man for a long time to nourish her endocrine disorders, she knows how to get angry all day long, she deserves no man."
He looked at the tape in his hand and smiled disdainfully.
What new song, he knew it with his toes. It must be some low-level singer, so he must find a relationship to promote it.
And it must be the worst and worst kind of song, that old woman Lisa would give it to him to promote it.
Zeng Xiaolian whistled and returned to her studio.
Since the program had the second-last lowest audience rating, the advertising fee could not be paid for, and he couldn't even hire a director, so he had to recruit an intern to help him.
"Xiao Huang, here's the tape for you," he threw the tape to the intern, "Listen carefully, write a manuscript and give it to me tonight,"
"Oh, yes, Teacher Zeng," intern Huang Ying quickly took the tape, "Is this tape sent by Teacher Lisa?"
"Yes, you listen well."
"understood."
Huang Ying was still very obedient, Zeng Xiaolian nodded in satisfaction, left all the work to her, got into the recording studio by herself, pulled the curtains, put on the earphones, and went straight to sleep on the chair.
Going to work is detrimental to physical and mental health, and fishing can heal spiritual trauma.
Huang Ying put the tape into the recorder, looked at the drawn curtains in the recording room, and couldn't help curling her lips.
Teacher Zeng is a nice person, she will give her all the work, and after teaching once, she will not care about it. In the past two months or so, Huang Ying has fully familiarized herself with the work in the recording studio and has grown very fast.
But the only thing that made her a little upset was that this teacher Zeng had too unique a taste. He didn't like those popular songs. He only liked to play jazz, rock and other lesser-known music, and he thought he had good taste. .
Do you think that can have audience rating?
What the common people like is "My dear, you fly slowly" and "The boundless end of the world is my love". If you play black music every day, the common people in China will like to listen to it.
If it weren't for Lisa's frequent forced delivery of some new songs, the show would have died out long ago.
For example, the old boy sent over last time was very good, and it aroused the sympathy of many audiences, and even the ratings rebounded. Unfortunately, the show just started to improve, and Zeng Xiaolian returned to her old ways, and the ratings that had become rigid immediately softened again. go back.
Just this time, I don't know what new song Lisa sent.
Huang Ying curiously pressed the play button.
A somewhat lazy male voice came out:
"Without the slightest precaution, without the slightest worry, you just appeared in my world like this, and I can't help but surprise you"
Without a little bit of defense, Huang Ying was hit by this song.
After listening to the song, she felt like the night she changed from a girl to a woman. She was so excited that she wanted to urinate but couldn't urinate, but she couldn't help shaking.
This song is about love, but it is completely different from those clichéd, lingering, and deeply connected love songs. This song is very bright, and the emotions conveyed are very positive.
The feeling of the whole song is just two words: clean.
The male singer's voice is clean, the piano accompaniment is clean, and the lyrics are also clean.
The melody is bright and catchy, my god, this is going to be popular!
Huang Ying quickly took out her notebook, and began to write a manuscript while singing.
She had a hunch that this song would definitely become a youthful memory for countless people!
In the evening, Zeng Xiaolian woke up and ran out to look for something to eat. She saw Huang Ying lying on the table writing a manuscript, her eyes were red, and there was a roll of toilet paper next to her.
Listening to the song didn't make her cry, on the contrary, writing the manuscript moved me to death.
"Wow, Xiaoying, you don't have to work so hard." Zeng Xiaolian picked up Huang Ying's manuscript and glanced at it, her scalp tingled, "Xiaoying, you can praise such a broken song, it's really true if you don't write entertainment." Quite talented, none of those authors can brag about you.”
Huang Ying wiped her eyes embarrassedly, "I'm a music editor, I'm a professional."
"You are so professional!" Zeng Xiaolian gave her a thumbs up.
In the middle of the night, Ma Baoguo was driving a taxi, and in the back seat was a little fairy who came out of a bar and was drunk.
"Master, do you know what love is?" the little fairy asked.
"I don't know what love is, don't spit in my car." Ma Baoguo glanced at the rearview mirror, very worried.
"Then do you believe in love?" Before Ma Baoguo could answer, the little fairy lay on the back seat and cried, "What kind of love is not love?"
Ma Baoguo was so troublesome, "Girl, you must be broken in love. I know a radio station, which is dedicated to feelings. After you listen to it, you will suddenly become enlightened. I will let you listen to it."
He turned on the radio in the taxi.
"A good man is me, I am Zeng Xiaolian, welcome to listen to your moon and my heart," Zeng Xiaolian's mean voice came out.
"Today, Xiaolian will share a good song with you as usual. In the first song of mine, maybe we will all meet such a person. He amazes our youth and decorates our memories. It seems like a dream is destined. When he's gone, it's still in our hearts."
After Zeng Xiaolian finished speaking according to the script, she turned off the microphone and played the music.
"I still remember that we used to walk through that bustling intersection side by side
Although you and I are strangers and passers-by, we still feel each other, with one heartbeat and one look in the eyes"
What the hell!
As soon as the male voice came out, Zeng Xiaolian was startled, the melody, the lyrics, the singing skills, the song, no matter how you listen to it, it's not the kind of vulgar saliva song.
At least it sounds better than he imagined.
Lisa, that old woman, would actually give him such a nice song?
It's just a sex change!
"Positive energy value from Zeng Xiaolian, +66!"
on the taxi.
The little fairy who was crying suddenly stopped and listened to the song in a daze.
"An unexpected joy, as if destined in a dream"
"You exist deep in my mind, in my dreams, in my heart, in my singing"
She felt that every line of the song pierced into her heart like a sword.
What people are most afraid of is suddenly understanding a certain song late at night.
Of course, there is another way of saying that when people are hypocritical, no matter what love songs they listen to, they feel like they are talking about themselves.
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"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the little fairy broke down and burst into tears.
"Negative energy value from the little fairy, +99!"
"Hey, girl, don't cry," Ma Baoguo looked at the rearview mirror and comforted, "I, I, I giao!"
In the rearview mirror, the little fairy vomited out with a "vomit".
Ma Baoguo's eyebrows were all wrinkled.
I am Nima!
When it was delivered to the place, the little fairy got out of the car, and Ma Baoguo was completely covered in black lines.
This business can't be done tonight, and he has to go to the car wash.
"Master, I'm sorry," the little fairy knew she was wrong, and handed him a hundred-yuan bill.
Ma Baoguo didn't have much to say, so he took the money and walked away.
When the little fairy was blown by the night wind, she shivered and woke up.
It's just that the melody of my singing still echoes in my mind.
Music is powerful.
Some songs make you sad and make you sad, but there are also some songs that give you hope and strength.
There is such a song in my singing.
Although there are inevitable regrets in love, there is no need to feel sorry for yourself. That person and that time always exist in our dreams and accompany us forward.
After the little fairy cried a lot, she felt as if she had some kind of relief in her heart and became more relaxed.
She wiped away her tears, calmed down, and staggered into the community.
Although the night was cold and heavy, and his figure was lonely and thin, he walked forward after all.
"How's the situation, Teacher Lu?"
In the office, Jiang Yu asked while drinking tea.
"The situation is very good!" Lu Zhiqiang said after a pause on purpose.
Jiang Yu told him before that he was going to use my singing voice as an episode for a movie, and planned to use the movie to promote his new song.
Lu Zhiqiang didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that it would be good for a freshman boy who can write songs, and can also make movies?
In the end, Jiang Yu told him with his strength that he could really do it!
After the crazy stone fire, many viewers remembered the episode.
Now with the launch of Lu Zhiqiang's company, when various radio stations and TV stations promote it, the audience immediately thinks, I am giao, isn't this the episode I was looking for, it was originally called My Song.
In this way, my singing spread among the people at an extremely fast speed.
Some music critics pointed out: Why is it that mice love rice so popular in the streets and alleys?A very important reason is that the public needs a simple, straightforward, quiet and pleasant song that can be sung gently.
Songs like Old Boy may be popular in a small audience, but they will definitely not be loved by the public, because the public simply cannot understand or sing.
But my singing is different, it is like a low-profile version of the mouse loves rice, it is easy to understand, and it has the potential to make the public sing along.
Lu Zhiqiang has set a small goal - to enter the top ten in 2006!
Even if the opponent is Invisible Wings, Cao Cao, Serious Xue, Thousands of Miles Away, and Divine Comedy like Prayer, there is no fear at all!
The song became popular, the person became famous, and various interviews came as scheduled.
Jiang Yu was still thinking about what Cui Xinqin told him, let him study hard and not rush to become famous in the blog. After he heard this, he was not very willing to accept this kind of interview.
However, Lu Zhiqiang persuaded him a few more words, learning and so on are secondary, the little knowledge learned in school is useless, what is learned in society is the real knowledge.
For example, how to negotiate business with partners, how to deal with reporters, how to sell yourself to directors, how to attract investment, these things are not taught, but they are really fucking useful!
Jiang Yu rubbed his head and felt that this guy was right.
He had been in the circle in his previous life, so he was not qualified to be interviewed. He really didn't know how to deal with the media.
It seems that you still have to learn.
So Jiang Yu thought about it and made a compromise: most of the interviews were turned down, leaving only some TV stations and a small number of influential online media, such as Penguin, Sohu, Sina and so on.
"Jiang Yu, we meet again," Zhang Xiaoxiao winked narrowly at him with a camera hanging around his neck and a pen and paper in his hand.
Jiang Yu sized her up, and immediately recalled, "It's you, we met at the screening, did you go to Sohu?"
"Yeah," Zhang Xiaoxiao said, "I quit after the Chinese New Year."
"Why don't you go to Penguin? Let me tell you that Sohu won't work in the future. It's better to go to Penguin."
"Nonsense, our boss Zhang Xiyang is known as the godfather of the Internet."
The reporters are basically familiar with themselves, and Jiang Yu has no airs, and the two chatted like friends.
Jiang Yu has been encouraging this girl to quit and join Penguin. If she joins Penguin at this time, after more than ten years, the stock income alone should be several million.
It's a pity, I can't listen to it.
Outside the house, through the glass, Lu Zhiqiang looked at Jiang Yu who was flirting with Zhang Xiaoxiao, and couldn't help but shook his head.
Isn't this a very good chat with the reporter, and we have become friends. This is called "can't deal with the media"?
"Negative energy value from Lu Zhiqiang, +23!"
"How did you come up with the idea of creating my song? Where did the inspiration come from?" Zhang Xiaoxiao asked.
"To tell you the truth, I have been smeared a few times on the white paper of feelings."
"Oh?" Zhang Xiaoxiao became interested, there is a story.
This trip is not in vain, I can add a chicken leg when I go back at night.
Jiang Yu said: "When I was in high school, I had a crush on the girl at the same table. She had a ponytail and fair skin. I didn't know how to express it at that time, but I just liked playing tricks on her and seeing her angry."
Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded. Adolescent boys are the most annoying. They obviously want to attract the attention of the girl they like, but they want to bully her, and they think they have succeeded.
"Every time she drank water, I twisted the cap extra tight so she would ask me to unscrew it for her."
"After graduation, I didn't go to university, but she came to Yanjing. On the day I filled out the application form, she told me, I always knew that you screwed the lid."
Jiang Yu said with a sigh of relief.
Zhang Xiaoxiao also nodded, she completely sympathized.
Girls of the same age are always precocious. When boys play childish tricks and think they are well hidden, girls have already seen through them.
Sometimes it's too lazy to expose, sometimes it's fun.
That's adolescent love.
Zhang Xiaoxiao suddenly became excited.
She has already imagined a 32-episode TV series in which Jiang Yu misses his first love and writes songs for him as an adult.
Probably this is the origin of my singing.
This song was originally sung to that girl.
I heard Jiang Yu continue: "I mustered up the courage to confess to her, but she said, I actually asked you to twist the bottle cap on purpose. You don't study well, and you have no money at home. Twist the bottle cap more. If you have stronger hands, you can support yourself by moving bricks to the construction site."
Zhang Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
Are you kidding me?
You ruined all the emotions I had brewed up.
"From Zhang Xiaoxiao's negative energy value, +99!"
The more Lu Zhiqiang listened outside the house, the more he felt something was wrong.
The story this kid told seems familiar.
I remembered!
That's how he fooled me when he was an old boy last time.
"Negative energy value from Lu Zhiqiang, +99!"
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