"That's national dance." Song Lanlan thought for a moment and decided to speak: "It just so happens that the company has a lyricist in this field, let him come to help."
If it is about writing about youth, Song Lanlan would of course trust Xiao Linzi, and she is very confident.
However, the folk customs of this nation are different, and it requires a high level of social experience, otherwise it will be difficult to completely integrate the words into life.
Lin Shiyi did not object. After watching his supervisor leave, he suddenly had an idea and opened the music mall.
"The goal of the Creation Camp is to bring out a singing queen before the battle of the gods. If she wins the championship for two consecutive seasons, they will definitely be furious."
Lin Shiyi chuckled, and the situation began to get complicated: "If they are impatient, they will fight to win the championship in October or November. This is to defend the reputation of a big company."
"In that case, October will completely destroy Bian Miaomiao's confidence."
"For September, let's use the book 'Young China' that I prepared in advance."
"As for October, since Bian Miaomiao's confidence has been completely destroyed, we need to prepare a song that will shock people."
"In this world, ancient style songs are not very popular. If the quality is good enough, it can make a genre popular."
"In October, I will use the song "Pulling Silk Play" that I often listened to in my previous life."
With a plan in mind, Lin Shiyi no longer hesitated and spent 300,000 reputation to purchase "Young China".
"This is Hanzhou, so why not just change it to 'Youth Says'?"
Lin Shiyi looked at the 13.14 million reputation and thought it was quite sufficient. He had earned back the 10 million reputation he had spent previously.
However, the reputation achievement has only accumulated to 29.76 million.
When will I be able to accumulate 100 million reputation to activate the Literature Mall?
"It will be activated before the music festival next year at most."
Without hesitation, Lin Shiyi closed the music mall and left the office.
He came to the elevator and pressed the button for the 16th floor.
When the colleagues in the composition department saw Xiao Linzi preparing to record another song, they felt a chill in their hearts.
"Xiao Linzi is not a high-yield person, but a monster, right?"
Wang Zifan had just come out to get a cup of coffee when he heard Lin Shiyi was about to record another song.
At this speed, even Qu Shen wouldn't play like this.
"Xiao Linzi is like he has a library of songs in his head. Damn, comparing yourself to others is really frustrating." Zhang Dehua sighed.
Thinking back to when Lin Shiyi first joined the company, I used to laugh at him every day.
Now, Xiao Linzi has widened the gap with all the silver medal composers, and even has the ability to crush some gold medal composers.
"Xiao Linzi is a gift from the ancestors. Don't compare yourself with him, or you will be pissed off to death."
Yang Fan benefited the most this time, so he didn't feel unbalanced at all, and even spoke up for Xiao Linzi: "I'm more curious about what type of song he will write this time."
"Xiao Linzi is not a person who rests on his laurels. Although he is very good at the youth field, he has also dabbled in other types of songs many times."
Jin Yang came over again, patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and smiled: "It's different to be promoted to a gold medal. You even hold your head high when you speak. I wonder if others think you are looking down on us."
"Little Linzi soon caught up." In the past, Yang Fan would feel very proud if he became a gold medal composer. But since Lin Shiyi appeared, he felt that if he was not the God of Music, he would not have the qualifications to be proud.
Look at what happened to Bian Miaomiao. She was directly ranked eleventh, which was a dimensionality reduction mockery.
"Lao Yang, you said Xiao Linzi has started recording a new song again, is he ready?" Jin Yangqi suddenly came over and lowered his voice.
Use a tone that only a small circle of like-minded people can hear.
Wang Zifan, who was standing by, was shocked again when he heard this: "Xiao Linzi wants to completely block Bian Miaomiao's plan to promote the singing queen?"
Because the voice was too loud, Song Lanlan from the office came out with a stern face, "Are you all free? Work overtime for two hours tonight."
After being scolded, many composers returned to their desks, but Yang Fan, Jin Yangqi and Wang Zifan gathered in an independent office to discuss.
"Xiao Linzi has been provoked so many times, but this is the first time I've seen him really go all out and snipe the same person twice in a row."
"It's over. Bian Miaomiao is finished. Her plan to produce a singing queen this year will fail."
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