Yu Wen: I couldn't help but listen to it again, and my nose felt sore, and I had an urge to cry.
Dandelion's lyrics, "The heavy rains we missed, the love we missed," evoke memories of the most beautiful years of youth, stirring emotions and touching the depths of the soul...
"Meeting you brings a smile to my face: I long to embrace you, to embrace the courage I missed." This phrase truly speaks to the hearts of many. Summon your courage and do what you want to do. Don't be afraid of failure, because this is your first and last time. After all, if you've tried, you won't regret it!
Aishi: On graduation day, I thought I was leaving hell, but actually I was leaving heaven.
Yi Shuyu: Many years later, we call this summer "that summer," but in that summer, we laughed so beautifully and so brilliantly.
…
In the classroom.
Lin Rui was idly flipping through the reviews.
[Xiazhou Cloud Music] Each song has its own comment section, where users can rate the song and share their thoughts.
The tens of thousands of comments are mostly from a group of lovelorn men and women lamenting their youth, with occasional mentions of the lyricist and composer Fusheng, as well as the singer Han Jiayu.
Lin Rui turned off his phone and checked the system interface.
bite!
[Congratulations, host, on achieving the milestone: Artistic Reputation Points reached 10,000]
Host health increased by 10 points.
A gentle warmth flowed into his body, soothing every muscle and cleansing every cell.
The warm feeling made Lin Rui close his eyes. As the feeling gradually dissipated, he opened his eyes and felt that the whole world had become much clearer, and his mental state had also greatly improved.
Host: Lin Rui
Age: 19
Healthy: 39 (normal value is 50)
Literary Reputation: 3117
Artistic Reputation: 93950
Overall Reputation: 96067
The items in the room: "Those Flowers" and "Since We Parted"
Reputation Lottery: Available for lottery draw
Other features: To be released
"Although my body is not yet at the level of a normal person, it is much better than before, at least I have gotten rid of the title of sickly."
"My literary reputation increased by three thousand. Could it be because of the copywriting on the promotional poster?"
This discovery was like opening the door to a new world for Lin Rui.
"At the current download speed, my Art Reputation is expected to break the 100,000 mark in the near future. I'm really looking forward to the next round of ten-pulls."
After closing the system interface, Lin Rui lay on the table and switched back to his lazy mode.
After finally getting through the school day, Lin Rui was about to head to the cafeteria for lunch when an unknown number called his cell phone.
"Hello, life."
"Who are you?"
“I am Chen Tianye. Zheng Jing should have mentioned me to you.”
Chen Tianye?
Lin Rui thought about it carefully for a moment, then said seriously, "Never heard of it."
“…”
Chen Tianye felt as if a few crows flew overhead. He cleared his throat and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am the music director of Tianrui Entertainment Company."
"Here's the thing, are you free this afternoon? Could you please come to the company?"
"Okay, I'll go over after lunch."
"Okay, when you get to the company, come directly to the composition department to find me."
"OK."
Lin Rui walked out of the school gate, ate lunch at a restaurant outside the school, and then immediately hailed a taxi to go to Tianrui Entertainment.
Eighth floor, composition department.
Before stepping into the composition department, Lin Rui had imagined many possible scenarios.
For example, I imagined being as busy as an ant on a hot pan, speaking passionately and eloquently, and even the famous scene of haggling back and forth in the vegetable market. But I never expected it to be like this - bored out of my mind.
Look at all these amazing beings!
Dou Dizhu (a card game)?
Murder mystery game script?
Spinning a hula hoop?
Minesweeper?
Playing the flute?
Wait, playing the flute should be for serious business, this doesn't count.
But!
Is that guy playing the suona in the corner serious?
They even specifically choose those tunes for offering incense to ancestors. Is that really okay?!
Lin Rui suddenly didn't want to go in anymore; he felt that working under Zheng Jing was quite good.
Wow! So handsome!
Just as Lin Rui was about to leave, a young girl came skipping out: "Are you a newly signed singer? I've never seen you before?"
"I haven't been with the company for long."
"Hello, my name is Chen Duoduo." The girl said with a smile, "I'm an intermediate composer, young man. How about we add each other on WeChat? You can ask me to write songs for you in the future."
Intermediate composer?
If before he only thought the composition department was unreliable, now Lin Rui is starting to wonder if he's come to the wrong place.
"The fact that the young man doubted me makes me so sad."
Chen Duoduo looked pitiful and delicately raised the work badge hanging around her neck.
Name: Chen Duoduo
Position: Music Producer
Level: Medium
Lin Rui's eyes flickered, and he looked at Chen Duoduo in front of him again, his expression becoming serious.
genius!
According to the world's art system, music producers who want to obtain a certificate need to complete four years of study in composition and take the qualification exam the following year after graduation.
This period spanned five years.
Even if you successfully obtain the certificate, under normal circumstances, it will take at least three years of creative work to advance to the level of intermediate composer.
This round trip would take at least eight years. Judging by her age, while others are still struggling with which middle school to attend, Chen Duoduo is already studying at a music academy!
What else could this be but genius?
Even if we assume that Chen Duoduo's qualification certificate, like his, was obtained through a social media company's endorsement, it still means that she has the corresponding ability!
Otherwise, what kind of stupid company would be so bored as to do something like this?
"My name is Lin Rui, and I just joined the composition department the day before yesterday."
Lin Rui reached out and shook hands with Chen Duoduo.
"Huh? You're not a singer?"
Chen Duoduo looked Lin Rui up and down, and the regretful look on her face made Lin Rui feel annoyed.
It's as if it's saying: What a pity, what a waste of that face, those long legs, those abs, that…
"Have you seen enough?" Lin Rui's forehead was covered in black lines.
"Ahem... Sorry... It's just a professional habit."
Chen Duoduo blushed, stuck out her tongue, made way for them, and shouted into the room, "A new person has arrived! Everyone, give them a round of applause!"
"Another new person?"
Many people stopped what they were doing and looked towards the door.
When they saw the handsome young Lin Rui, they all showed expressions of "I knew it!"
"Uncle Qiao, I think we should give this feedback to the higher-ups."
"That's right. They recruited a bunch of new composers before, saying it was to reduce our pressure, but is it useful to just use a large number of people to compose music?"
"I don't think it's meant to relieve stress at all; it's clearly just meant to make things worse for us."
…
The group chatted casually, without considering whether Lin Rui was embarrassed.
In the corner, a disheveled man raised his eyelids and said, "Young man, our composition department doesn't support idlers. If you don't have real skills, you'll just end up like the previous batch of people, going back to where you came from."
Just then, a sad melody drifted from not far away, and soon, a familiar song began to play.
"This song is really good; it perfectly captures my infatuation back then."
A man in his mid-twenties stood up, his face beaming with enjoyment.
He looked Lin Rui up and down with interest and said with a smile, "Brother, since you're also a composer, you must have your own works, right?"
"We just released a new work today," Lin Rui nodded.
"Oh?" The man raised an eyebrow. "Tell me the song title, and I'll give it a try. If it's decent, then you've passed."
Is this an interview?
Lin Rui asked curiously, "Aren't you listening?"
"I'm listening? When am I supposed to listen...?"
The man didn't react at first, but soon his eyes widened and he pointed uncertainly at the speaker next to him.
Not only him, but everyone, including Chen Duoduo, looked up and stared at Lin Rui in disbelief.
"Are you Fusheng?" the man couldn't help but ask.
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