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"Looking for me to continue writing theme songs and soundtracks?" Han Jue asked the temperamental girl, "So my English songs can still be used?"
"We have also heard the songs you sang in America in China. Yinzi said that you play the guitar very well. It's definitely a profit to have you sing the theme song of an English song." The temperamental girl said with a smile, "As for using We don¡¯t need those songs you wrote for Jarens before, we can¡¯t tell for sure now, because everything will have to be remade for this movie, and the theme may need to be changed, so those songs of yours may not be used.¡±
Han Jue thought for a moment and made a decision: "If nothing happens to me here, it will be no problem."
He was thinking about what Guan Yi said in the car. But Han Juesi thought about it and felt that this debt of gratitude still had to be repaid, and he still had to pay it back in a timely manner. Moreover, it seems that it is a new team now, and it is more reliable than before as long as Jarens no longer points the finger.
The elegant girl smiled and nodded, saying, "That's good."
The elegant girl turned around and shouted to everyone: "Friends! The theme song and soundtrack artist have been found! It's still Han Jue! Everyone is welcome!"
Others also cooperated, howling like ghosts and wolves, and applauded.
"It's stable." Someone said, "I wouldn't worry if Yinzi came."
Song Yin suddenly turned his head to stare at the person who spoke, but others also nodded.
"Now that we have a producer, we don't have to worry about being cheated. There's no shortage of lawyers either, and I'm in charge of the styling I also have actors, soundtracks, and photographers," the elegant girl pointed at Jarens counting them one by one with her fingers, "The main creator is I owe it to the director and screenwriter. Once we find them, we can start a new movie. What are you waiting for?"
"They're right, I'm not suitable for making movies," Jallens said hesitantly, with a sad face, "I'm just a joke."
He no longer has confidence.
"You're not a joke." The elegant girl said seriously.
"This time we jointly produce a movie. This is a movie for all of us. If you are the producer, just help us. We don't care if the jokes are not funny." Xia Yuan said.
"Come on, man, stop dawdling. If others say you are a joke, then you really think you are a joke. Do you see any of us laughing at you?" Song Yin looked serious.
Jarens looked at the sincere friends in front of him, his heart was filled with warmth, and his big eyes were filled with tears. Except for the guy standing behind Xia Yuan's sofa, turning his back and shaking his shoulders
¡¾Sunglasses are his true identity, right? It looks funny without sunglasses. ] Han Jue suppressed his laughter. Fortunately, the warm atmosphere of the scene was not ruined.
"But we still need a director and a screenwriter" Jarens was moved, and after being in a stalemate all night, he finally relaxed.
The temperamental girl and others immediately cheered up and turned to look at Xia Yuan: "Xia Yuan, please send a message to WeChat to ask if there is any director or screenwriter who can help because his schedule is free."
Xia Yuan shook his phone and said, "I've asked a few of them a long time ago, and now I'm waiting for their replies."
The others nodded, looking relieved.
Jarens felt warm in his heart, so he scratched his head and said solemnly: "Actually, there is no need to look for it, I can be the director and screenwriter"
However, it was as if the others didn¡¯t hear it at all and everyone was talking about their own things.
Jarens was embarrassed.
Xia Yuan said seriously: "Jalens, just be a good producer this time. The producer wins the Best Picture Award, and the Best Screenplay and Best Director are left to others, okay?"
Jarens was silent for a while, sighed, and nodded.
"The producer's opinion is still very important"
"You can mention it, but it's up to the director and screenwriter whether they listen or not."
"¡¡All right."
???????????????????????????????Compared to Han Jue's lonely half-house, Xia Yuan knows a lot of people. Among these people are giants in a certain industry, popular filmmakers, and also unknown graffiti enthusiasts.
Xia Yuan¡¯s connections are notoriously wide. If you don't know someone, or want to know someone, you can definitely ask Xia Yuan. Whoever you want to cooperate with, the person Xia Yuan introduces is simply more reliable than headhunting companies and intermediaries.
Generally speaking, people with many friends like this give others the impression that they are good at dancing. If they have a wide range of friendships, they are likely to have many but not many friends. Friendships are superficial, and you will notice precautions under closer inspection.
But Xia Yuan is not.
She is afraid of people who are too decent and too neat, because these people are so boring that she feels dangerous. She handles things with ease and is at ease with herself.?Label everyone and everything as love or hate, without compromising on the middle term, either confronting or embracing. So the longer her friends know Xia Yuan, the more they can feel her colorful soul.
She is also willing to introduce more friends to her friends, across industries and in the same industry, without any hesitation, so that her friends can form new relationships.
When Han Jue thought about it carefully, it was only after he met Xia Yuan that the number of friends in his friend list increased dramatically. From three to eleven?
"Okay, the matter is settled, I have to go back and prepare the song for the "Singer" semi-finals," Song Yin put down the wine bottle, twisted his neck, and looked like he was about to leave.
¡°The competition is next week, and the song selection hasn¡¯t been decided yet?¡± The temperamental girl was surprised.
"Oh, I'm so worried. I don't even know what song to choose. The better ballads have been covered a long time ago. There are a lot of four-four beats, and they all sound the same. It's hard to help the guest sing. Look, a bunch of little brothers and old brothers are coming to join in the fun. These several people are singing together. Isn't this a choir? I don't even know how to organize it." Song Yin straightened his short legs and stretched out. Lazy back.
Having solved Jarens¡¯ problem, everyone brainstormed to help Song Yin solve the problem:
¡°Let¡¯s sing popular songs.¡± Someone suggested.
"Come on, as long as the song is a little more difficult, for those of us who sing folk songs, it's good if the pitch doesn't fly." Song Yin waved his hands, he was very self-aware of his own strength.
¡°Write an original song, and each person will sing part of it.¡± Someone else suggested without backache while standing and talking.
"Hey, you said it easily. Where can I find such a song." Song Yin smiled.
¡°Isn¡¯t there someone here who can write songs?¡± the elegant girl said with a smile.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, their eyes circled around, and finally stopped on Han Jue.
Han Jue, who had been watching with cold eyes, became the center of attention inexplicably.
Song Yin's eyes suddenly lit up, he slapped his thigh, and shouted in a thin voice: "Last time I hugged you, you weren't responsible for me yet!"
"Don't be like this." Xia Yuan closed his eyes and disliked Song Yin's look, "I've passed it."
"Okay, okay, I'll hold it back a little." Although Song Yin, who was caught in the drama, said so, he still ran over to Han Jue, raised his arms, put his feet on Han Jue and said, "Old Han, lately Is there any new song? Just something similar to your previous songs."
Ballads are the most homogeneous songs. One of the relatively new, good, and well-known folk songs recently was sung by Han Jue.
"I haven't had any inspiration for folk songs for a long time." Han Jue said, "There are a lot of songs in four-and-four beats."
"Didn't you sing an Italian folk song in that small shop when we were interviewing for the first time, when we went to New York Street?" Xia Yuan suddenly said, "The tune was quite good. Didn't you say there is a Chinese version?"
"That song~" Han Jue suddenly remembered.
"Hey! Is it really there?! What's the name of that song?" Song Yin looked at Xia Yuan and then at Han Jue.
Han Jue looked at the people in front of him and said: "The Chinese name is called "Goodbye, my friend"."
"Jalens! Do you have a guitar here?!" Song Yinlai became interested and bumped into Jarens with his arm.
Jarens shook his head.
¡°Let¡¯s go to your house,¡± Song Yin waved his hand and began to greet everyone, ¡°Let¡¯s have a listen.¡±
"Everyone has moved positions!" Others held the wine bottles in front of them and prepared to go to Han Jue's house.
¡°Let¡¯s take a break and listen to music to relax. This night¡¯s conversation has made my mouth dry!¡±
"Han Jue, charge him the ticket!"
Han Jue smiled. He could feel the gang starting to accept him.
Han Jue and Xia Yuan were closest to the door. The others put on their clothes and turned off the fireplace. Xia Yuan followed Han Jue ahead and went to the entrance to wait for the elevator.
"You still remember the songs that have been written for so long?" Han Jue asked Xia Yuan with a smile.
In fact, he even forgot to sing this song and it was not included in the computer.
"It sounds great, but I can't find it online. I want to listen to it again, so I have to wait. I was hoping that you would make a vinyl record, but I couldn't wait. I was wondering if you would forget it, so I could only put you I will force you to record the confession immediately."
When Han Jue heard vinyl, he thought of his favorite record player.
"You succeeded." Han Jue said heartbrokenly, "By the way, when will your interview be published? It's been quite a while."
"It's okay, I think the effect will be better if it is pushed back for a while."
"When?" Han Jue asked.
Xia Yuan smiled and said nothing.
"By the way," Xia Yuan looked at the jumping elevator floor numbers and said casually, "Didn't you secretly write a script? Let's take a look at it sometime. Maybe we'll shoot it."
Han Jue was startled and turned to look at Xia Yuan.
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Han Jue opened his mouth. However, before Han Jue could say anything, the others followed him out chatting and laughing.
Han Jue turned his head and waited in front of the elevator entrance, watching the red elevator numbers beat with a calm expression.
"Dong, dong~"
Han Jue could feel his heartbeat speeding up. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)sp; "By the way," Xia Yuan looked at the jumping elevator floor numbers and said casually, "Didn't you secretly write a script? Let's take a look at it sometime. Maybe we'll shoot it."
Han Jue was startled and turned to look at Xia Yuan.
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Han Jue opened his mouth. However, before Han Jue could say anything, the others followed him out chatting and laughing.
Han Jue turned his head and waited in front of the elevator entrance, watching the red elevator numbers beat with a calm expression.
"Dong, dong~"
Han Jue could feel his heartbeat speeding up. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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