Chapter 65: Now that it has begun, it will be a dark road
Sun Tao hung up the phone and left the office.
People who signed up at the Workers' Cultural Palace were very enthusiastic, and the queue started from the lobby on the first floor to the entrance of the building at around 8 o'clock in the morning.
Wen Jianjun personally led a group of people there to maintain order.
Sun Tao walked over openly and said, "We Wu'an people are of such high quality and so well organized!"
"Hahaha" Jiang Lin, who was following Wen Jianjun, burst into laughter, "You are a foreigner, and people from Wu'an will take the initiative to queue up? Let me ask you, when have you ever seen people from here take the initiative to queue up? ”
Wu Xiaohua pulled Sun Tao affectionately, "You didn't see it. There was a fight here just now because of the blocking incident. Several security guards didn't stop them. Thanks to the decisive action of our captain, he just held a loudspeaker and shouted Shout.”
Wu Xiaohua imitated Wen Jianjun's accent, "Personal quality is also part of the selection of the Wu'an Talent Show. We are all watching those who add stuff and litter. If so-and-so feels that they were wrongfully eliminated in the future, then think about yourself. What have you done!”
"With the leader's voice, let me tell you, not only is it very orderly, but there are people helping to pick up the trash." Wu Xiaohua hid his head behind Sun Tao and couldn't help laughing.
Wen Jianjun chuckled, "Pediatric, what's there to brag about? Lao Wu, your flattery is a bit too much!"
Wu Xiaohua, "But, but, to you, that is child's play. No one in our group could have thought of it before you came!"
Jiang Lin echoed: "That's right, that's right. Apart from shouting for everyone to line up and rushing to start a fight, no one in our group thought of your method, leader."
"That's right, I went to start a fight and got hit with an electric cannon."
"Me too, look at my footprints... Oh, they're still here. I don't know what kind of evil thing, but there's a lot of mud on my shoes."
"..."
Wen Jianjun smiled and said, "You guys, please read more books if you have nothing to do. I learned all this from books."
"You are really diligent and studious, a role model for our generation", "It is admirable to read a lot of books", "I am aspiring to a thousand miles", "The leader should be strong" "..."
There was a flood of flattery for a while.
Wen Jianjun waved his hand, "What are you old for? You are all unqualified for flattering me. Sun Tao, what are you going to do?"
"Oh, I'll go take a look at Tong Bin's side. Li Shiqing from the TV station is too formal, so she's just sitting there as a vase. If it doesn't work, I'll tell her it's too hard for her and find someone in our group to replace her."
When the leaders watched the show, the hosts were Zhang Hao (the original host brother) who had been assigned to the Cultural Palace and Bai Yu, the head host of the TV station.
After the leader left, these two people withdrew, and Tong Bin and Li Shiqing were replaced to interact with the audience.
Everyone was inexperienced, so no one wanted to argue with Tong Bin because there were no leaders to watch and no star actors to perform. The so-called interaction should be like coaxing children.
As a result, as soon as the results came out yesterday, many people became uneasy when they saw that Tong Bin was so popular.
After hearing what Sun Tao said, an undercurrent surged.
Everyone who followed Wen Jianjun to maintain order looked around, looking left and right. Several girls wanted to recommend themselves to the pillow mat immediately. Oh, no, they recommended themselves.
"Who are you going to choose to replace him?" Wen Jianjun said calmly.
Sun Tao smiled and said, "How can I choose who? Of course it's the head of the regiment, Director Jiang, and Director Wu. It's up to you."
Jiang Lin, "The leader decides, the leader decides."
Wu Xiaohua, "Yes, yes, the leader decides."
Wen Jianjun said proudly: "I will decide everything. What do I want you to do? Where is Xiao Qin?"
Sun Tao said without hesitation, "Our manager has passed."
Wen Jianjun smiled slightly, "Xiao Li is from the TV station after all, so let's put it mildly. Later, you two can recommend a few candidates. It's been more than half a month, and it should be rotated, otherwise it will be tiring. Die.”
Wu Xiaohua, "Women really shouldn't host outdoors for a long time. Who knows when it's inconvenient for her, hehehe."
……
Sun Tao also saw Li Bing and Wang Yiding in the team, and they waved to him innocently. He winked and shook his head silently. The two of them understood that the identity of their relationship should not be known to too many people.
After leaving the gate, Sun Tao called Qin Boya again to give instructions.
Manager Qin was still paralyzed on the bed.
A 19-year-old boy VS a 30-year-old young woman, in the warm-up at noon and the main match in the evening, Manager Qin was completely defeated yesterday.
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9:20, Jianguo Community, 301.
Sun Tao and Li Xiaojun were sitting side by side on the sofa. There was pen and paper on the coffee table, and the paper was already filled with lyrics and music scores.
Sun Tao was still wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, and Li Xiaojun was wearing a gray skirt, barefoot, and all ten toes were painted with red cardamom.
Teacher Li played with the tea cup in his hand, with shock on his face.
……
In fact, Sun Tao could not remember all the lyrics of this song. He only remembered the beginning, end and climax.
Ink has entered the water to cross a pond of blue flowers
Take five minutes of red clouds to pick bamboo and go home
……
How do you know that there is a piece of grass floating in the air
Time makes people grow old
Sun Tao turned to look at Li Xiaojun, "Teacher Li, I have been thinking about this song for a long time, but the lyrics and music are not complete yet."
Li Xiaojun leaned forward and leaned on Sun Tao, "Look here, flowers, and home are all looking for the same rhyme. Of course when we write lyrics, we must pay attention to the artistic conception and content, but you can also list the appropriate suffixes first. Come out, such as hemp, ya, crow, tea, jia, yarn, ya, melon, sand, xia, ba, cha, sand..."
The warm fragrance of nephrite was in his arms, but now Sun Tao just wanted to study.
Li Xiaojun also focused on his education. At this time, the relationship between the two of them was a serious teacher-student relationship.
To be honest, the song "Half Pot of Sha" is outstanding in its melody and climax.
After the two of them worked tirelessly, the lyrics and music were finally finalized near noon.
Sun Tao stretched out and said, "Done!"
"It's too bad, come here and write the lyrics and music for Sun Tao." Li Xiaojun ordered.
Sun Tao looked at the digital camera in Li Xiaojun's hand and was stunned. Nikon A100, it turns out that this thing is already on the market!
Sun Tao, "Teacher Li, what are you doing? Shouldn't we make a copy first and then go to the Copyright Office to apply for copyright?"
"Hey, it seems like you really paid attention and checked it out specifically. But let me tell you, this is called preparedness. Let's film the creative process first, then record an audio clip, and then send these things to your email. …”
Li Xiaojun is talking about the retention of evidence. In the event of a copyright dispute, the date on the email can prove the time of their creation.
Sun Tao smiled and wrote after both lyrics and music: Sun Tao, Li Xiaojun.
"What are you doing?"
Sun Tao said calmly: "It was originally done by the two of us, shouldn't it be?"
Li Xiaojun's face changed several times, no one was averse to fame and fortune.
"Do you know how much it means to a newcomer to create independently? Do you know how valuable it will be if this song becomes popular? Do you know that it is necessary to be on guard against others?" Her voice became louder and louder.
Sun Tao put his arm around her shoulders, "If you have to guard against everyone, life will be so tiring."
Li Xiaojun's tears fell.
Sun Tao was already thinking about which song to copy next.
Copying songs is much faster than writing novels, and those female singers and actresses who want to make progress, who can resist a famous songwriter.
Thanks to _Dd and The History of Blood and Tears of God for the reward. Thanks to Mingyue and Bald Donkey for letting go of Shitai. The source river is gone and the sword flies away. Don’t wait for me to be buried before you burn it to me. May this moment last forever, the robber under the starry sky, Everest, hehehe, there are so many that I can’t remember the monthly passes and recommendations from handsome guys. Thank you, thank you
(End of chapter)