"Where is Zhaoyang? I haven't seen him all day."
After taking a sip of goji berry tea to soothe his throat, Chen Zuan went to the director's office.
"We're recording a song." Song Yuqin glanced at the time, preparing to leave work. "It's been recording for quite a while."
"Recording another song?" Chen Zuan thought he had misheard. "Wasn't 'Sorrow' already released? Could it be that you're recording another version of 'Sorrow'?"
“It’s a new song.” Song Yuqin finally finished approving the documents and put them aside for Xiao Zhang to pick up. Then she got up and brewed a pot of tea: “It’s not finished recording yet. I’ll go check on it.”
"I'll go take a look too." Chen Zuan quickly put the goji berry tea back in his office and followed the director toward the elevator.
Before they even reached the corridor, Li Zhaoyang's figure had already appeared.
He returned to the office area looking slightly tired.
"Zhaoyang, are you done recording?" Song Yuqin felt a little sorry for him when she saw his tired expression.
I spent the entire morning in the recording studio until I left work; it was quite tiring.
"Not yet, it's just finished polishing. We'll continue recording tomorrow."
"That shouldn't be the case. An Lan's singing skills are the best in the evening, and no worse than yours. How come it took so long to polish her singing?"
Although "Countdown" is quite demanding on singers, does it require a whole day of polishing?
"It wasn't An Lan; she was competing abroad. The one who recorded the song was Bian Ling'er."
"Oh, it's that girl." Song Yuqin quickly became confused again: "Old Bian is unethical, how could he send his girl over? I remember Nongying and An Lan are not the same type, are they?"
"She has an album project scheduled and doesn't have the time."
Upon hearing this, Song Yuqin sighed softly and patted Zhaoyang on the shoulder: "Zhaoyang, you've suffered. You've written such great music, but you have no advantage when it comes to choosing singers."
"It's alright, Director, take your time."
"What are you talking about?" Chen Zu'an, standing to the side, looked completely bewildered. "From what you're saying, Zhao Yang has written another new song, and it's pretty good too? Let me hear it!"
"What's the rush? Let's talk about it after we finish recording." Song Yuqin helped Zhaoyang tidy up her messy clothes and said, "Xiao Zhang and I have booked a Western restaurant. Zhaoyang, why don't you come with us tonight?"
"Okay."
"Oh dear, I'm getting jealous." Chen Zuan's tone turned strange: "I used to be the department's little darling, and you, Director, would often take us out to social events. Now that you have Zhaoyang, you don't care about us old folks anymore. Sigh, the world is so cold."
"Teacher Chen, stop being sarcastic." Manager Zhang's voice came over: "Don't you know what kind of person the director is? He's a workaholic. If you write a hit song, the director will take you to dinner. Besides, you are the ace, you are the company's treasures."
"So you're saying Zhaoyang's new song is just as good as Xiaochou's?" Chen Zuan's mind was unusually sharp. "Good lad, secretly working hard behind our backs."
After chatting for a while, Li Zhaoyang went to a high-end Western restaurant for dinner after get off work, accompanied by his supervisor.
I am truly flattered and honored to have dinner with two beautiful female leaders.
After ordering, Song Yuqin asked in a firm tone, "Zhaoyang, are you sure you want to participate in the August ranking competition? I'll notify the publicity department tomorrow morning."
"Playing in the fall season is also an option."
Upon hearing Zhao Yang's words, Song Yuqin took it as confirmation and decided to inform the publicity department the next morning to prepare for the publicity and await the results in August.
The song "Countdown" is a pop song with a wide audience. If it starts charting at the beginning of the month for the August season, its performance shouldn't be too bad.
Who knows, the sunset might give us another surprise.
"Director, there's a [Traditional Chinese Style Lyrics and Music Creative Competition] in two months. Should we let Zhaoyang participate as well, to broaden his horizons and increase his experience?" Xiao Zhang suggested.
Upon hearing this, Song Yuqin carefully considered how this competition could benefit Zhaoyang. After thinking for two seconds, she looked at him and asked for his opinion: "Are you interested? If you are, we can have Xiao Zhang handle everything. She will take care of all the procedures for you once the reporting begins."
"What is the Chinese Style Character Competition?" Li Zhaoyang felt that the name of the competition was a bit long.
"I created a highly creative work using all the characters in the Chinese language system," said Song Yuqin.
"Huh?" A big question popped into Li Zhaoyang's mind: "I was thinking that all Chinese pop music was created in Chinese, wasn't it?"
Xiao Zhang explained on behalf of the director: "That makes sense, but this word creativity competition is about words, lyrics, and music. For example, our country's five thousand years of history has created a great many exquisite characters. To put it simply, it's a competition for creating works with rare characters."
"A creative contest using rare characters?" Upon hearing this, Li Zhaoyang instantly understood.
Believe it or not, the song "Rare Characters" actually exists in the Chinese pop music library. When it was released, it topped the charts on various short video platforms.
For a time, it even became radio music for primary and secondary school students.
Xiao Zhang: "Hmm, do you have any ideas?"
Zhaoyang: "October, right? I have some ideas. As for the specifics, we'll see then."
Yuqin: "Then let's not talk about work for now, let's eat."
After the food was served, Xiao Zhang lowered his head and ate his spaghetti, without any manners.
Not long after, Song Yuqin's phone rang. She said, "Excuse me, I'll go out to take this call," and got up from her seat.
I'll be back in two minutes.
"Director, about work?" Xiao Zhang asked, looking up while simultaneously forking a small piece of steak into his mouth.
"No." Song Yuqin didn't want to say it at first, but feeling that Zhaoyang was not an outsider, she took a sip of her drink and told the truth: "My second sister is coming back next month."
"So fast? Didn't Zhiqi say she wouldn't be returning to China this year?" Xiao Zhang was quite surprised.
"Well, she originally planned not to return to China this year." Song Yuqin said briefly, "Her literary achievements are already high enough to graduate. The international literary community originally intended to invite her to serve as a professor at the American Writers Association, but she refused outright. My second sister said she wanted to come back to develop her own country."
"That's good too. Our country is no worse than foreign countries." Xiao Zhang continued eating with his head down.
As for Zhaoyang, he is still planning his musical career, only paying attention to the topics the director and supervisor are discussing before moving on to other things.
The dinner ended quickly. The director had originally planned to invite Zhaoyang to go shopping, but he felt too tired to go shopping and went home.
The two female leaders had no choice but to hold hands and go shopping.
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