"Um?"
The contract manager saw the other party's unhappy expression and understood what he was thinking. He pretended to shirk responsibility and said, "Well, since you don't want to record the song, I can only turn down Teacher Lin's new song."
"Ah? What? Teacher Lin's new song?" Zuo Lanling jumped up from her seat in shock after hearing the last sentence. She quickly put on her clothes and said, "Let's go record the song!"
"I still can't cure you." The contract manager looked smug.
Zuo Lanling's agent exclaimed, "What the hell, isn't Teacher Lin too...productive?"
"Yeah, from January to now, including those that haven't been released yet, there are almost a dozen songs, right? And the quality of each one is so high."
The contract manager was amazed: "Teacher Lin is a god, sent by God to help us blossom. With such a composer, why should we worry that our company cannot climb to the top of the three giants in Luoyang?"
16th floor, recording area.
Lin Shiyi waited here for a few minutes before he saw Zuo Lanling hurriedly appearing: "Sorry, Teacher Lin, I'm late."
"Just right." Lin Shiyi handed over the printed lyrics of "True Hero": "Get familiar with the lyrics and start recording immediately."
After Zuo Lanling got the lyrics and read them, she was left with only deep amazement in her heart: "Teacher Lin, are you... the reincarnation of the God of Music?"
"Why do you ask?" Lin Shiyi was confused.
"Every time you produce a work, it aims to be deified. I feel that those other music gods are just so-so compared to you, right?" Zuo Lanling gave his own evaluation.
The quality of Qu Shen's works is certainly high, but he is not as prolific as Teacher Lin, who releases one or two new songs almost every month.
The quality of the new songs released by the God of Music is indeed very high. There are only two or three songs left in a year, and only about five of them are highlights.
"God Qu? It's really a bit of a stretch to climb to that level." Lin Shiyi did not belittle others in order to elevate himself.
When it was 12:00 in the afternoon, Zuo Lanling asked again: "Teacher Lin, is this the work that will be on the charts in October? Why do I feel that this song is not suitable for a female singer to sing..."
He was thinking about why Teacher Lin called up all the female singers in the contracted departments to audition not long ago. Could it be this song "True Hero"?
"This song was custom-made by the military media for the TV series. I don't know if it's the theme song or the ending song. It's up to the production company to decide."
Lin Shiyi then said, "The song that will be on the charts in October is an ancient style song, which I wrote myself."
"Ancient style?" Zuo Lanling was surprised: "It needs that kind of opera voice, no wonder Teacher Lin called all the female singers in the contract department to audition. In fact, I can also sing opera voice."
"You can do it too?" Lin Shiyi was speechless.
Why didn't you say so earlier? It also caused me to waste 10 million reputation to buy a trial card for that kind of voice.
This dog is really a rip off.
"I always will..." Zuo Lanling noticed that Teacher Lin's face was not looking good, and said carefully: "Well, if Teacher Lin has ancient style songs in the future, you can consider me."
"From now on, you will be the one singing ancient style songs." Lin Shiyi was frowning. It would be impossible for him to go to He Tong to buy that kind of voice experience card every time he released ancient style songs in the future, right?
This system is also garbage, there is not even a task panel.
Even if there are only two or three tasks a month, you can save some reputation.
He also wants to use his huge reputation to develop literature and film and television.
"Will I sing ancient style songs from now on?" Zuo Lanling was ecstatic when he heard this. This was undoubtedly the most beautiful "love talk" he had heard in years.
In the entire company, it seems that I am the only one who can sing that kind of opera voice...
It would be awesome if one person took on all of Teacher Lin’s ancient style works, right?
As long as Mr. Lin writes three or four ancient style poems every year, it won’t be long before he becomes the king of singing!
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