When You Are a Director, How Do You Become a Full-Fledged Superstar

Chapter 53 1 million? 2 million? 3.6 million! (Kneeling and begging for collection)

To love but not to be sad, to get but not to love is helpless.

Lin Xiaqing has never been in love. She doesn't understand what true love is, and she has never experienced true love. She just likes the feeling of living in a rental house, and she also likes to make a bowl of scallion noodles for Chen Mo, looking at Chen Mo. Mo wolf devoured and was happy.

After hearing these ten thousand sad reasons, Lin Xiaqing suddenly wanted to go back to the rental house to see if Chen Mo was there and what he was doing.

Li Siran was only shocked at the moment.

She couldn't imagine who could write such a song, and she couldn't understand why the arrangement of this song could grab people's hearts and make people cry with just a few notes.

Who is this Chen Mo?

Although the little girl is a little cute, she still has a sad heart at the moment, and she doesn't know why she feels so uncomfortable. Maybe this is the appeal of a good song.

And Song Yuling should be the one who felt the deepest among the four.

The past love was buried deep in her heart. More than ten years later, Song Yuling thought she had long forgotten it, but when the song started, Song Yuling knew that the person was still in her memory, and her face in her memory was not blurred at all.

I no longer have the person I loved

Many stories have reasons to be sad

This time my love won't last forever

Can those who have missed look back?”

Just the first verse of the lyrics, Song Yuling has already fallen deeply into her memory, which girl doesn't have a sense of spring?

The former youth is like a bright sunshine that can be reflected in the hearts of people.

More than ten years have passed, and when I look back, the person I once loved is not by my side, but only once had it, and Song Yuling's love really won't last forever.

As for looking back?

How can the years turn back!

Sorry, I remembered some past events, and I lost my temper.

After a long while, Song Yuling regained her senses, wiped the wet tears on her face, and said apologetically.

Sister Ling, I'm also very uncomfortable, Mr. Chen's song is so sad...

The little girl is always a little padded jacket that does not leak, hugging Song Yuling and comforting her with tears in her eyes.

Lin Xiaqing and Li Siran also shook their heads, and they both felt a lot.

Xia Qing, this Mr. Chen is really talented. The three new songs he wrote in succession turned out to be more classics than each other.

In music, Li Siran has always regarded herself as a genius, but now, she finally understands what it means to be outside people and have heavens.

And Chen Mo is an outsider, an outsider.

Well, it's alright, it's just a little bit unprofessional. I didn't write songs for the past two days, and went to film.

Hearing her best friend compliment Chen Mo, Lin Xiaqing couldn't help feeling sweet. It felt like a parent heard someone compliment your child's learning well.

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuling, who had not recovered, was suddenly stunned.

What is ok?

Xia Qing, don't talk nonsense, although Mr. Chen is not here, we can't speak ill of others behind their backs.

She patted Qin Xiaoru's little hand holding her, motioned her to let go, and then said:

And Mr. Chen was originally a director, so writing songs for you is not a proper job.

Singer Lin, who was criticized and educated, was a little confused.

Am I talking bad about that guy?

I'm complimenting him!

Oh, Sister Ling, Sister Xia Qing didn't mean that. By the way, there are seven more songs in the back. Would you like to listen to it again?

don't want!

This time, three people stopped Qin Xiaoru in unison.

Oh, understand, wait until this song is recorded before opening the treasure chest, right?

Chen Mo didn't know that the USB flash drive he gave to Lin Xiaqing had become a blind box treasure chest for several girls, and every time he opened it, he was full of surprises.

Next, the crowd started to get busy.

Lin Xiaqing began to learn songs from the video, while others worked on the soundtrack to prepare for recording.

I no longer have the person I loved

Many stories have reasons to be sad...

Stop, Xia Qing, your singing is fine, the pitch and timbre are good, but I can't hear the feeling of Mr. Chen's demonstration...

Li Siran was a little helpless. Lin Xiaqing had re-recorded the first lyric for more than two hours, but he couldn't make it through.

Xia Qing, Miss Siran is right, your singing lacks that heart-wrenching regret...

Song Yuling also found the problem.

Singing is not only about skills, but also about conveying feelings. If a singer does not have feelings into it, no matter how skilled his skills are, it will be difficult for the listener to resonate.

Lin Xiaqing actually knew her own problems, but she had never been in a relationship. Although she had sung many love songs before, none of them contained such a strong emotion as it is now.

Si Ran, that's it, I'll be here first today, I need to adjust it.

As a quasi-day queen, Lin Xiaqing's strength is unquestionable, especially for instilling feelings in songs, she naturally has her own set of methods.

For example, emotional substitution is to use an emotion that one has already experienced to replace the emotion that was originally intended to be expressed.

However, the several methods that used to be tried and tested in the past are all useless now.

Lin Xiaqing just couldn't express his sadness.

As long as she speaks, for some reason, the shadow of Chen Mo is in her mind.

The early morning sun shone on the ends of Chen Mo's hair, devoured noodles with scallion oil at the dining table, and even the picture of Chen Mo not wearing clothes before taking a bath that day, the scenes kept flashing in his mind.

Lin Xiaqing knew that the problem wasn't with him, it was Chen Mo's fault...

Ah sneeze!

Chen Mo, who was filming on the set, sneezed suddenly.

Did my mother talk about me? Rubbing his nose, Chen Mo thought that he would call home later.

...

Pan American Entertainment.

Mr. Fang, the growth rate of downloads of Dreamlight has dropped sharply. Throughout the morning, there were only a little over 20,000 downloads, and now it has just exceeded 1.8 million.

Fang Xiaogang has some headaches now. Even though Zhang Rui is as usual today, with a short skirt and black silk and high heels, this Xiao Fang has no intention of staring at Zhang Rui's thigh any more.

Lin Xiaqing's two new songs made Fang Xiaogang devastated.

How about Lin Xiaqing's new song?

Which song did you say?

Fang Xiaogang was stunned for a moment before he reacted to Zhang Rui's question and said:

A game that hits shelves on Monday is a dream.

Looking at the tablet in his hand, Zhang Rui replied, Mr. Fang, the momentum of one game and one dream is still growing rapidly, and the number of downloads in one morning has exceeded 3 million.

3000000?

Hearing this data, Fang Xiao's just eased expression froze again. He didn't expect that the other party would rebound so quickly after he withdrew his propaganda campaign about the Light of Dreams!

In this world, a single-handed song with more than 5 million downloads in a single week is a platinum single and will land on the platinum music chart.

Except for Tianwang Tianhou, none of the existing first-line singers' songs have entered the platinum list.

According to this momentum, is this song likely to advance to the platinum list?

Zhang Rui nodded. Today is Wednesday. This song has only been on the shelves for two and a half days, and it has already surpassed 3 million downloads.

In the next four and a half days, it is inevitable to exceed 5 million hits.

Lin Xiaqing will become the first singer to win a platinum single as a first-line singer in the past ten years.

Platinum single!

Even a diamond-level songwriter can't guarantee a platinum single.

Fang Xiaogang felt a little headache, rubbed his temples, and continued:

By the way, what is the name of the new song released today...

eager.

Zhang Rui reminded softly.

Yes, eager, how are the downloads now.

Picking up the teacup, Fang Xiaogang hadn't drank water all morning, and his mouth was dry.

Mr. Fang, eager downloads...

Zhang Rui looked at the tablet computer and did not continue.