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Text Chapter 198 Genius belongs to Jiang Zi

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    "Boss, you mean to say that these people are here to put up posters." Yan Qing, a tall and thin man with glasses, asked.  Zhuo nodded, "Of course, otherwise what do you think I asked you to do with a group of people? Each person brought hundreds of posters, divided into one hundred and eighty spots, and posted them wherever they could. They were scattered in taxis.  Come on, all the fare will be reimbursed. Remember, the more conspicuous the place, the better. After you¡¯re done, treat him to a food stall! You can do anything like taking a bath, but remember to make it look nice" Yan Qing answered.  After passing Zhuoyi's money, he left.  He weighed it secretly in his hands and glanced at it again. There were five bundles, which meant about half a million. If he asked these migrant workers to put up posters and gave them two to three hundred yuan each, they could get rid of them. That's only one hundred thousand.  It¡¯s less than 1 yuan, and you don¡¯t have to spend much money on food or bathing. The material cost for printing posters may cost more than 300,000 yuan, so you can still earn tens of thousands of yuan!  This guy felt secretly happy.  I sighed secretly, the big boss is the big boss, he is so generous!  If you were the previous general manager, you would have to ask the finance department to record every expense carefully. If you want to make some profit, hey, go and make money from the bottom of the well!   "Okay, the photo poster has been taken. Everyone has changed their clothes and changed into more relaxed casual clothes." Zhuo Yi said with a smile, and finally finished the first part. Coming from a later generation, he knew the importance of advertising very well.  .  Then he saw the little Jewish Zhou Huimin secretly caressing several beautiful necklaces in the makeup box. Zhuoyi felt quite powerless. Why is this little girl so greedy for money?  "Little Jew, put the jewelry back quickly. Take off the one around your neck and put it in. The photos have been taken. You don't feel heavy wearing such a heavy necklace! One piece is missing. I will let someone take it from you.  It will be deducted from your salary," Zhuoyi threatened.  "Hmph!" Zhou Huimin, a little Jew who is obsessed with money, pouted her red lips and turned pale like Zhuo Yi, "A stingy boss who scares people with his salary every time. I will change jobs one day." It seems that he feels that he will change his job one day.  My tone of voice is not cool enough.  He wrinkled his little face again, pretended to be vicious, and said loudly: "I really know how to change jobs." Zhuo Yi sneered. Among all the music companies in Hong Kong, the employee treatment of 'Dingfengbo Image' is definitely one of the best. Zhou Huimin is  It¡¯s strange that a money-minded person who is careful about money would change jobs.  "Okay. Okay, time is urgent. Everyone, please come to Lao Xu's office with me immediately. I have something to arrange." Zhuo Yi said loudly and sternly. ?¡­. ?The general manager¡¯s office of ¡®Dingfengbo Image¡¯.  "Jiaju, I plan to let your band sing five songs for this concert. Three old songs, two new songs, and three old songs. You make up your own mind and choose what you are best at. I will sing the new songs for you now.  Write." Zhuoyi picked up a guitar and said.  "Are there any new songs?" The guys in Huang Jiaju's band nodded like chickens pecking at rice. They were so happy to follow the boss.  They have personal experience of Zhuoyi's musical talent. They became popular because of Zhuoyi's lyrics and music. They understand very well what it means for Zhuoyi to compose lyrics and music himself. It means that every push will push you forward.  One musical peak after another.  Zhang Xueyou felt bitter in his heart. The direct descendant is the direct descendant!  Unlike me, who had just switched jobs and was not loved by my father or mother, this guy never felt that his singing skills were worse than others. The only difference was his luck.  and songs that suit you. How can a singer who covers other people's songs all day long have a future? If Eleven is willing to write a song for himself, he can definitely soar into the sky and let the whole of Hong Kong know about him.  ability.  But it¡¯s very strange for Zhuoyi to write lyrics and compose music!  Why don't you sit down at the desk.  How about picking up a pen and a guitar, playing, trying, and writing?  How about just grabbing a guitar and going to the small stage?  "I don't have time to help you compose music and lyrics section by section. Let's write songs for you in another way! Please concentrate on memorizing every line, every turn, and every melody that I sing.  "If you don't remember, it's bad luck for you. I'll sing it again." As soon as Zhuo Yi finished speaking, he played the guitar in his hand.  Immediately, a beautiful sound came from the guitar, "A pair of people who cannot be modified." Bringing out the warmth that is always behind. Even if it is wordy, it is always concerned. "I don't know how to cherish it. I am too guilty. I am addicted to the scale. She does not appreciate it. Mother's love never gives in. Determination  Struggling in the heart, "Fellowness can always be repaid." When Zhuo Yi's voice sounded, everyone listened closely and were truly shocked to feel Zhuo Yi's superb singing skills. Zhuo Yi's voice was so rich and intense, as if it was intoxicating.  Like a strong drink ButWhat really shocked everyone was what Zhuoyi just said, to write songs in a different way. Is this how songwriting is like in the "Eleventh Day"? There is no need to repeatedly test, write, and audition, and there is no need to think hard to come up with it.  Main theme?  No need to melody, no need to find rhythm, no need to think about the lyrics line by line? ????????? Do all geniuses write songs like this?  Zhang Xueyou, Chen Huixian, and Lin Yilian had their eyes widened. If at first they only admired the musical talent of "Eleven", then now they have admired and worshiped them. This is amazing, isn't it?  When he sang the first line, he was already thinking of the second line, then when he sang the second line, he was thinking of the third line, and so on, until he finished singing the last line?  What a nimble and flexible brain this requires!  But soon, Zhang Xueyou and the others overturned the speculations they had just made, because Zhuo Yi's lyrics are all connected from previous to next, and have profound artistic conception. It is impossible to just improvise and finish one sentence before doing the next one. Such coherent lyrics can only  If it could have been written in one go, then we can say that 'Eleven' was written at the moment when I played the guitar, and all the tunes and all the lyrics of the entire song were figured out at that moment.  Is this still a human head?  Zhang Xueyou and others were already shocked beyond measure. For the first time, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness towards a person. Maybe geniuses are like this!  Zhou Huimin didn't think much about it. Xiao Nizi held her heart with both hands and looked at Zhuo Yi excitedly with starry eyes as she sang. Of course Huang Jiaju and others were also very shocked, but they didn't dare to think too much and remembered Zhuo Yi carefully.  Every aria and every lyric.  Zhuoyi¡¯s voice suddenly became high-pitched.  "It's your warm eyes that teach me to look at the road ahead with determination. You tell me not to give up when I fall. I can't explain how I can repay my kindness. My love is infinite. Please allow me to say that I really love you." ¡­¡­., Zhuo  As expected, this guy didn't lie. He only sang once and then stopped, leaving Zhang Xueyou and others still satisfied.  This song "Really Love You" was originally a Cantonese song that Zhuo Yi liked very much in later generations. Now when it was sung in front of the original creator, Zhuo Yi, a shameless guy, didn't even blush at all, especially when he looked at Huang Jiaju.  This guy is quite enjoying the admiration in his eyes.  "Remember it all! You go to the music creation room to practice by yourself. Don't change the general direction. You can add more percussion instrument accompaniments to strengthen the rhythm, and then assign the lyrics yourself. Who will sing that part? Anyway, you can do it yourself  Let's break it in!" Zhuoyi paused and said, "Go quickly! You can copy the lyrics first, and then practice grinding them slowly. Remember you only have one hour, and I will do another one for you after one hour.  "Huh? One hour?" Huang Jiaju and others said in surprise, "You think we are you! We are not gods in just one hour."  He never dared to say that, so he immediately said with a serious face: "Understood, we will practice hard." He quickly picked up a piece of white paper and a black pen next to him and ran to the music room, shouting as he ran.  He said: "Teach me to look at the road ahead resolutely" "Okay, Zhang Xueyou." Zhuo Yi turned around and said.  When Zhang Xueyou heard Zhuo Yi calling his name, he almost jumped up with excitement, "It's my turn, it's my turn, it's finally my turn. As long as Zhuo Yi also writes a song for himself, it's enough. There are so many people in the music circle  Many singers have become famous with one song. As long as Zhuo Yi writes a famous song for himself, he will be satisfied. ""Zhang Xueyou, go downstairs and buy me a pack of cigarettes" It's a pity that Zhuo Yi said it out of his mouth.  These are not the words Zhang Xueyou dreams of.  "Huh??, what??" Zhang Xueyou said distressedly.  I thought I heard it wrong.  Zhuo Yi repeated it again, wiping away every drop of Zhang Xueyou¡¯s sweet dream.  "Go quickly, you only have ten minutes. I'm addicted to cigarettes. If I can't smoke cigarettes within ten minutes, I will kill someone." "Understood" Zhang Xueyou said feebly, and left the office like a wandering ghost.  Next, Zhuoyi once again explained to the three women what a genius is and what a true musical genius is.  Zhuoyi wrote for Lin Yilian in advance her famous songs "At least I still have you", "When Love Is a Past" and a very passionate song "Crazy". In a short period of time, three more famous songs were born.  .  Since Chen Huixian already had a few songs composed by Zhuoyi, Zhuoyi stopped worrying about it. She only made one song "Night Machine" and stopped making new songs.  Zhou Huimin looked at Zhuo Yi with red eyes. She was really a little sad now. Zhuo Yi, a thin lover, wasted her morning this morning.I got up so early in the morning and went to buy breakfast for him, but I still went all the way to Qiji, where I bought the cheapest and most delicious fried chicken and the most delicious lean meat porridge.  This guy doesn¡¯t remember her at all, huh!  I will ignore him from now on.  "Eleven, can't you really write a song for me?" Zhou Huimin saw that the mist was about to collect in her eyes. She pursed her lips, looking like a pitiful little person who had suffered a lot of resentment, which was annoying.  Very loving.
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