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    Finally, Zhuoyi helped Zhang Xueyou write three songs with different styles, namely "Love Network", "This Winter Is Not Too Cold", and "Drunken Sunset". Zhang Xueyou was so moved that he almost committed himself to him.  .  Then, he sent two more.  Zhuoyi lay alone on the huge desk, recalling the live concerts and concert videos he had seen in his previous life, trying to integrate all the best parts into a huge and exciting super concert.  , must be unprecedented, must be the first in the world.  Zhuo Yi didn't bother with the costume design for the performance. He had already given the costume design drawings of several major singers to Xu Ziang and asked him to find a costume designer to measure the singers' figures. I believe it's almost time now, Zhuo Yi  Xu Ziang's requirements are not high, six hours, six hours later, that is, tomorrow, tomorrow Zhuoyi must get the costumes for the performance in three days.  Although the advertising matter is still a bit crude, there is no time now, so we can only do this for the time being. Tomorrow, Zhuoyi will use a big move, which will surely shock Hong Kong Island.  What Zhuoyi needs to do now is to build and design the stage, because the Coliseum is a gymnasium. Although it has not been used for many sports competitions, major singers like to hold concerts in the Coliseum, but its  The main body is still a huge gymnasium. If it wants to be used as a concert venue, the stage for the performance in the middle must be built by oneself.  What Zhuoyi wants to plan now is the stage construction work.  It is indeed a bit difficult to build a stage in three days, but who is our master Zhuo? Our male protagonist Zhuo Yi is definitely not an ordinary person. What's more, although this guy looks like he doesn't care about anything on the surface, he is actually very proud in his heart.  ?  That old guy God created the world in six days.  Zhuoyi believes that he can definitely hold a concert in three days. Damn it, if you give me a bunch of beautiful women, I can create a nation in six days. This is Zhuoyi's exact words.  In terms of lighting.  Zhuoyi didn't want to choose any kind of exaggerated lanterns, which would be rubbish, and he couldn't use any low-cost foam board for the setting. It looked fake at first glance. It had to be high-end and classy, ??in one word.  The audience must be entertained. Zhuoyi has no intention of making money from this concert, so all the equipment must be the best.  As for the stage, Zhuoyi chose a cake-style round stage with a three-story lifting platform and a dressing room on the lower level.  This makes it easier for performing singers and dancers to put on makeup and change clothes.  Zhuoyi thought as he drew on the paper, and quickly sketched out a rough outline of the stage. What he needed now was the signing and rental contract of the Coliseum brought back by Xu Zixuan and the specific data of the Coliseum. In this way  The stage size and specifications designed by Zi Zhuoyi will be more precise, which will make installation easier and save time.  As for the sound.  Of course, we can¡¯t use the bad speakers in the Coliseum itself. Zhuoyi plans to go to the Digital City tomorrow to customize a batch of special speakers specifically for the concert. The positions must be arranged so that the audience in every corner can hear the shocking sound.  sound.  As for the chief planner and conductor of the shooting, Zhuo Yi already knows who is the most suitable. Xu Ziang is definitely a very good candidate. He has been following Zhuo Yi and has been influenced by Zhuo Yi's advanced shooting ideas. He has learned a lot of Zhuo Yi's shooting concepts.  , directing the filming of a concert.  It was definitely not a problem, but Zhuoyi still planned to call Du Qifeng for insurance purposes and ask him to suspend his work first and help Dingfengbo Video shoot the video of this concert.  ??In fact.  Nowadays, there are many photographers in Hong Kong who can shoot concert videos, but the problem is that these idiots make the concerts look unremarkable, like a flat drawing board. The lens is so dull that it doesn¡¯t even move, or else  Everyone was moving along with the singer. They were so stupid that it made Zhuo Yi feel upset.  What Zhuoyi wanted to do was to be dynamic and make the concert look like a movie. Zhuoyi didn't intend to make money from the concert tickets, but Zhuoyi really wanted to loot the video tapes after the concert, otherwise Xu Zixuan would really say  Too wasteful.  Among the directors Zhuo Yi is familiar with, Du Qifeng likes to play with the camera the most. Although he is still too young now, if he is paired with Xu Ziang, he will definitely have a good superimposed effect.   Unknowingly, it was already late at night, and Zhuo Yi was still immersed in struggling on his desk At this time, Zhuo Yi suddenly smelled the fragrance of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, sniffed his nose, and looked up, it was Zhou Huimin.  Little Jew.  "What? Do you want to do my business?" Zhuo Yi said with a smile.  "Hmph!" Zhou Huimin, a little girl, doesn't know whether it's because she's used to it or something, but every time she talks to Zhuoyi, she always starts with the word "hum", "I'm treating you to a late-night snack today! It's a reward for helping me write songs.  "Zhou Huimin, this little Jew."?A rare act of generosity.  Zhuo Yi smiled, "Oh! One song is only worth a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge? Do you know how much a song I wrote costs outside?" This little Jew is too stingy.  The little Jewish Zhou Huimin sniffed her delicate little nose and snorted: "Who said there is only a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and two tea eggs, okay!" At the end, he added "I'm not that stingy."  What?" Zhuo Yi smiled helplessly, this is not called stingy!  But he didn¡¯t want to argue with the little Jew on this issue anymore. The porridge the little Jew bought was really delicious. Zhuo Yi was really hungry again, so he quickly said: ¡°Okay, okay! Bring it over quickly!¡± ¡°Yeah!  "Zhuoyi was very happy to drink the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that the little Jewish girl bought. Although this little girl is stingy, the porridge he bought this time was really good. It was smooth, tender, fragrant and rich. Zhuoyi took one spoonful at a time.  I could hardly stop drinking.  "Boss! Can I discuss something with you?" Zhou Huimin, a little Jew, asked while helping Zhuo Yi peel the tea eggs.  "Hmm um," Zhuo Yi kept sipping his porridge, not wanting to speak at all, and could only nod his head.  "Boss, look, where are the preserved egg, lean meat porridge and tea eggs? I'll pay for it for you." The little Jew glanced at Zhuo Yi secretly and said, "But can you reimburse me for the fare?"  I took a taxi to the most famous porridge stall 'Qi Ji' to buy it for you. " "Pfft" Zhuoyi almost choked on the porridge. How can there be such stingy people in this world?  Does this little Jew really have Jewish ancestry?  Zhuoyi thought to himself.  The little Jew Zhou Huimin had already opened his big bright eyes and started to speak: "Boss, look, this is a taxi receipt. I didn't file a false bill. It was sixteen yuan when I went there, and it was sixteen yuan when I came back."  Fourteen yuan, a total of thirty, please help me reimburse it!" Zhuoyi took a deep breath and tried to be as kind as possible, so as not to look depressed to others.  "How much does the preserved egg, lean meat porridge and tea eggs you bought for me cost?" "Eight yuan" the little Jew said timidly.  Zhuoyi was almost mad to death.  "You buy me eight yuan of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and two tea eggs, and I have to pay thirty yuan for the fare. I said, little Jew, come on, come closer, be good, what are you hiding from, I don't  I'll kill you, come here." Zhuo Yi gritted his teeth and said, "That's how you treat me!" Zhou Huimin, the little Jew, pouted and walked further and further, and said unwillingly: "I'm afraid you're hungry, so why not?  Some people take a taxi because they are worried that the porridge will be cold and taste bad. I don¡¯t usually take a taxi. Who knew the fare was so expensive!  So purple!  Um!  That¡¯s quite excusable!  "Forget it, little Jew, come here, my brother will reimburse your fare." Zhuo Yi said with a smile.  Being cared about by a beautiful woman is something that can satisfy your vanity. What's more, Zhuo Yi is a narcissist, and his vanity is even more extreme. He never thought that this little Jew was afraid of the dark and did not dare to walk on the street.  Came back by taxi.  "Really?" Zhou Huimin, a little Jew, said happily. She ran back to Zhuo Yi and handed a freshly peeled tea egg to Zhuo Yi. Zhuo Yi looked at the pretty and tender arms, and  Those beautiful fingers like transparent jade green onions, with a fairy-clear tea egg sandwiched between them, are really beautiful.  I couldn't help but bite it down. This wretched guy not only swallowed the tea egg, but also put a few of the beauty's jade fingers into his mouth, and took a bite gently with his teeth. Zhou Huimin's pretty face  It immediately turned red and looked very beautiful. Zhuo Yi never thought that Beauty Zhou could be so sensitive, and he smiled proudly in his heart.  Zhou Huimin felt as if she had been stung by a scorpion. She quickly pulled out her finger, but Zhuoyi had already bitten two ambiguous teeth marks on the jade finger. Her little face turned even redder, and even her originally transparent little ears were covered in pieces.  Crimson, very moving.  Zhuoyi slowly chewed the tea eggs in his mouth, and praised: "Hmm, um, delicious, delicious" I don't know if this guy means the tea eggs are delicious, or if they are from beauty.  Jade fingers are delicious.  Seeing that the little Jew was still frozen, he quickly changed the topic to save the little beauty from embarrassment. If she got angry later, she would still be the unlucky one.  "By the way, little Jew, where are the others? What are they doing? How is your singing practice going? It's been five hours!" Zhuoyi asked.  The little Jew rolled his eyes at Zhuo Yi, then pouted and said: "Huang Jiaju and the others are still yelling. Sisters Chen Huixian and Lin Yilian are too tired, so they are lying down in the practice room to rest. Several others are there.  Practicing songs with Zhang Xueyou." Said the little Jew Zhou Huimin proudly said: "I have already learned the songs you wrote for me? Isn't it amazing? I am the fastest among them to learn it!" He shook his head proudly!  With a little head.    Zhuo Yi didn¡¯t expect that this little Jew¡¯s memory and learning ability was pretty good, but when he thought about it, he felt relieved. Is it strange that such a little Jew, who is calculating and calculating and unwilling to suffer at all, has a poor memory?
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