Soon after, Wang Qian, Zhao Kang, and Song Lu found one of the photography studios.
I asked about the price, and it was actually quite cheap.
Shoot an advertisement, only 15,000.
If you film five consecutive times, you can reduce the price to 12,000 per film.
Of course, Wang Qian still felt that the price was outrageous.
In his view, given current prices, an advertisement, from providing the shooting location to post-production and finally the finished product, would cost at most around a thousand yuan.
But whether in Nanming County or Yong'an City, the fees for photography studios are outrageously high.
It's fair to say that the photography studio industry is extremely well-known these days.
With enough capital investment, even a fool can make a fortune.
However, no matter how bad the situation was, his film and television company couldn't be established in a short time. In addition, the prices here were much lower than in Nanming County, and the boss's service attitude was quite good, so he had no choice but to accept his fate.
After agreeing on the price with the boss, Wang Qian did not linger and returned to the Galaxy Hotel that Wu Yanping had mentioned with Zhao Kang and Song Lu.
This hotel has excellent facilities and good service.
The waiters were especially polite after they learned that Wang Qian and his friends were Wu Yanping's friends, and their attitude was even respectful.
Because these people are all Wu Yanping's biggest fans.
Therefore, the rooms arranged for Wang Qian and others were all relatively close to Wu Yanping.
Of course, Wang Qian had a room to himself, while Zhao Kang and Song Lu shared a room.
...
late at night.
After taking a shower, Wang Qian put on his pajamas, lay down on the bed, and sleepiness gradually crept in.
Half asleep and half awake, memories flooded my mind, mixed with some hallucinations that never happened in reality.
There was sadness, joy, and sorrow...
Many past events, like fleeting shadows, intertwine to form a stirring and unforgettable story.
Perhaps due to the fluctuations in his emotions, a melody that perfectly matched the rhythm of the story slowly emerged in his mind, constructing a vivid and colorful cinematic scene.
As the melody came to an end, his consciousness gradually cleared.
He suddenly sat up in bed, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote down the melody in his mind.
Without time to make any changes, he immediately added lyrics to the melody, based on the state of his dream.
This song, from its melody to its lyrics, can be described as a seamless creation.
After finishing these tasks, he put down his pen, drank a glass of water, walked to the window, looked at the night outside, and tried to clear his mind as much as possible, enjoying the cool night breeze.
When the melody stopped echoing in his mind, he returned to his desk and re-examined the new song he had just written.
Every new song has its flaws and shortcomings, requiring repeated revisions to reach a more perfect state.
However, when he looked at it from an outsider's perspective, he was surprised to find that the melody and lyrics of the song complemented each other perfectly, to the point that every note needed no further modification.
Finally, he decided to name the song "Dreaming Back to Youth".
...
[Knock knock knock]
A sudden knocking sound woke Wang Qian from his deep sleep.
He opened his eyes, glanced around instinctively, and then his consciousness returned.
"who?"
Despite asking that question, he quickly got up and put on his clothes.
"It's me, Wu Yanping!"
A familiar, gentle female voice came from outside the door.
"Wait a moment!"
Wang Qian was overjoyed and hurriedly put on his clothes, not even bothering to wash up, before hastily opening the door.
As expected, it was Wu Yanping who appeared outside the door.
Today, she wore a white robe, with light makeup on her face. Her bright eyes, white teeth, and fair skin made her look like a fairy who was untouched by worldly affairs.
"How do I look? Do I look pretty today?"
Seeing Wang Qian lost in thought, Wu Yanping smiled shyly.
"Absolutely gorgeous!"
Wang Qian suddenly realized what he was doing and nodded awkwardly. "Are you planning to wear this outfit on stage to perform today?"
"right!"
Wu Yanping nodded. "That's why I specially wore this to show you. Do you think it suits you?"
Wang Qian looked Wu Yanping over again and nodded in deep agreement, "There's no outfit more suitable than this!"
"Is this the truth? Or is he just trying to fool me?" Wu Yanping was skeptical.
"You want to hear the truth?" Wang Qian smiled slyly.
"Is that even a question?" Wu Yanping pursed her lips. "Given our relationship, do you think I need to deliberately flatter you?"
"Oh well!"
Wang Qian nodded and said seriously, "Clothes are just decorations. The person is the most important. With your unparalleled beauty, you will look charming in any clothes."
Wu Yanping was slightly taken aback.
A moment later, she smiled, a gentle and radiant smile.
At that moment, she seemed to be captivated by Wang Qian's deep eyes.
"Cough, cough... By the way, where's Yiyi?" Wang Qian quickly changed the subject.
Wu Yanping seemed to wake up from a dream. After avoiding Wang Qian's gaze, she replied somewhat flusteredly, "The concert is starting at 7 p.m. Yiyi went to the venue with the organizers in advance to see if there was anything that needed to be changed."
Then she asked in return, "Why are you asking Yiyi?"
"I need to talk to her about something!"
After a pause, Wang Qian added, "Of course, it's mainly to find you!"
"Looking for me?" Wu Yanping was taken aback.
"Come here, I want to show you something!"
With that, Wang Qian turned around and walked back to the table to sit down.
Wu Yanping followed, but her face was full of doubt.
I'm giving you something!
Wang Qian picked up a piece of paper covered with musical notes and lyrics from the table and handed it to Wu Yanping.
"This is... your new song?"
Wu Yanping could tell just by glancing at it.
"Yes, I wrote it last night!"
Wang Qian nodded. "Last night, when I was half asleep, I suddenly had an inspiration and wrote it down immediately. What do you think?"
Wu Yanping did not respond, but quickly browsed the musical notes and lyrics on the paper and sang them silently in her mind.
After just one round, she felt completely terrible.
Her hand holding the paper trembled slightly, her pretty face was filled with indescribable shock, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Wu Yanping's strong reaction, Wang Qian asked at the opportune moment.
"Your song..."
Wu Yanping looked up at Wang Qian in front of her, her voice choked with emotion, "Was it a gift for me?"
"Otherwise what?"
Wang Qian shrugged. "The previous song was released several months ago. Although it's still being played on the streets, audiences eventually get tired of it. If we can release a new song now and perform it live at this concert, it might be even more effective."
Wu Yanping suddenly stopped speaking, but the tears she had been holding back finally fell uncontrollably.
"Why are you crying?"
Seeing Wu Yanping burst into tears, Wang Qian was at a loss for what to do.
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