"Sun Yaohuo went to record songs with Xianyu again?"
"It's in recording studio No. 1, and I saw them go in with my own eyes."
"The other floors have at least one first-line singer, and the composition department on the ninth floor has not won a single first-line singer. Xianyu is not in a hurry, and is wasting time with Sun Yaohuo?"
"Who knows what Xianyu thinks, just concentrate on holding Jiang Kui, the distance from Jiang Kui to the first line is much closer than Sun Yaohuo."
""
A big company like Xingmang has a lot of people, and it is quite lively to gossip in private.
In particular, several floors of the composition department have recently been working hard to sprint the task of promoting talents assigned to various departments at the beginning of the year, so they are naturally concerned about the performance completion of the ninth floor.
The communication between various departments is not blocked.
Everyone knows that the ninth floor is the worst in terms of performance.
Seeing that there are only a few months left in this year, several other composition departments are speculating whether Xianyu can win a first-line singer in the sprint before the end of the year.
"According to this situation, it is estimated that the ninth floor will not even try to win a first-line this year."
"If Xianyu gives up Sun Yaohuo and chooses to hold Jiang Kui in the last few months of sprinting, there is still some hope."
"September to December, a total of four months, including the death group in December, it is difficult."
"The point is that on the current new song list, not only are other companies making efforts, but there are often internal competitions between Stars, after all, all floors are sprinting."
""
And when discussing within the company.
In a certain artist lounge of Xingmang.
Zhao Yingguo curled her lips and said, "Teacher Xianyu just chose me to go to the ninth floor, so I'm so passive now."
The assistant snickered and said, "Mr. Xianyu is probably regretting not choosing you."
Zhao Yingying was originally one of the company's most promising singers, and entering the first line was a certainty.
With the strong support of the composition department on the tenth floor, things are naturally easier. Zhao Yingchrome has now become a veritable first-line singer.
"Will he regret it?"
Zhao Yingguo was suddenly a little happy: "Then Teacher Xianyu should have noticed me now, if I ask him to sing a song next year, will he agree?"
assistant:"¡¡"
Dare you work so hard just to get Xianyu's attention?
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Yingguo looked at the assistant.
The assistant smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking, there should be a lot of pressure on the ninth floor right now?"
"snort."
Zhao Yinghong was full of confidence: "If he had chosen me at the beginning, I could easily help him complete the company's tasks. In the future, the company will also have a plan to build the King of Songs and the Queen of Songs. He will definitely choose me next time!"
The assistant wondered: "Why must it be Xianyu, isn't the composition department on the tenth floor bad?"
Zhao Yinghao snorted: "Of course the tenth floor is also very good, but I just like Teacher Xianyu the most. I like the feeling of being paid attention to by him. I just want to sing the songs he wrote."
The assistant smiled: "It's too easy for people to misunderstand what you said, isn't it because you are interested in Teacher Xianyu?"
"No, no, no, it's not a misunderstanding, I'm just interested in him."
Zhao Yingguo looked at the assistant strangely: "Aren't you interested in Xianyu?"
The assistant was stunned: "If you want to say this, if there is a woman in the company, regardless of whether she is single or not, there are a few who dare to say that they are not envious of Teacher Yu's body. The problem is that they look down on me."
Zhao Yingchrome bit her lip: "How will you know if you don't try this kind of thing?"
Lin Yuan didn't know Zhao Yingguo's thoughts.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.
Some things get used to it after going through a lot.
However, it took a bit of work on the recording and post-production of "Ten Years".
By the time the song was completely completed, it was already the end of the month.
Also because the production time was really rushed, the company didn't even do much publicity, and the song was launched in a low-key manner in the first morning of September.
At first, not many people noticed this song.
September is not a season of fighting dragons and tigers, and there are not many fans dedicated to this vigil to wait for new songs.
On Xingmang's side, some people in the composition department were quite concerned about Sun Yaohuo's new song, and many of them consciously stayed up all night.
in the early hours of the morning??
As soon as Sun Yaohuo's song was released, Xingmang's composition groups became lively:
"It's twelve o'clock!"
"Sun Yaohuo's new song is out."
"Tsk tsk, let me see if he wasted another good song by Xianyu this time."
"Visual inspection is the result of the singer's failure to be popular."
"The song is probably okay. After all, it was written by Xianyu. I'm curious about how Sun Yaohuo sings."
"This is an existence that Xianyu can't even praise."
""
at the same time.
Zhao Yingchrome, who was in the bedroom at home, also quickly took off the mask on her face, and took out the notebook beside the bed.
Turning on the player and skillfully putting on the earphones, Zhao Yingchrome found Sun Yaohuo's new song.
Song Title: Ten Years
Lyricist: Xianyu
Composer: Xianyu
Singing: Sun Yaohuo
Moving the mouse quickly, Zhao Yingchrome clicked play, then put a pillow on the back of his head, and closed his eyes comfortably.
What she was looking forward to was not Sun Yaohuo's voice, but Xianyu's melody.
In the darkness with closed eyes, a slightly hoarse male voice sounded, accompanied by a slight bitterness.
"If those two words didn't tremble, I wouldn't find that I was uncomfortable. How to say it, it was just a breakup."
Is this really sung by Sun Yaohuo?
Zhao Yingchrome's closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a strange flash in the eyes.
The singing in my ears is still going on, still a slow-paced verse:
"If there is no requirement for tomorrow, holding hands is like traveling. There are thousands of doors, and there is always one person who has to go first."
In a trance, Zhao Yingguo seemed to see a pair of seemingly incompatible men and women standing on the wide long street.
And the lights by the roadside, dim and lonely, make people's figures stretched out.
"Since you can't stay in your arms, why don't you shed tears while enjoying it when you leave"
The two of them had some reluctance to part with each other, otherwise they wouldn't hug each other.
But something was broken, so it was like being blown away by this sudden evening wind.
They parted.
The man turned to the left, the woman turned to the right, and no one looked back.
The music suddenly went up in a stairway, and the singing in my ears was suddenly tinged with cruel tenderness:
"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, and we were still the same, walking by the side of a stranger, walking through the streets we gradually became familiar with"
Moonlight Street View.
Times have changed.
Some things really haven't changed.
Some things just don't seem to change.
"Ten years later, we can still greet each other as friends, but with that kind of tenderness, there is no reason to hug anymore. In the end, lovers will inevitably become friends."
Zhao Yingxi sat up gently.
In Xingmang's internal composition group, the atmosphere was quiet for ten minutes before someone bubbled up:
"Xianyu is still that Xianyu."
Immediately afterwards, he added: "Sun Yaohuo doesn't seem to be the same Sun Yaohuo as before."