I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 83 Hong Jingyao: The Movie Version of Zhou Jianlun

"Okay, Uncle Yang, thank you then. That's right, it's my nephew, isn't it because I'm afraid to trouble you? I didn't tell you that I came to Hong Kong Island. Okay, okay, I will listen to your arrangement that night, and I will definitely .”

Qin Muchu hung up the phone, and said to the driver in the front row:

"Master, go to Emperor Company."

The taxi started slowly, and Qin Muchu looked at Zhou Huimin who was sitting beside him.

Zhou Huimin was also looking at Qin Muchu, but when he saw Qin Muchu looking at her, he immediately turned his head away and snorted coldly.

Qin Muchu didn't know what was wrong with her, and didn't bother to pay attention to it. He leaned on his seat, closed his eyes and thought about the song to be recorded for a while.

He will definitely not be able to create originality, and can only rely on the memory of his previous life to "borrow".

In recent years, I dare not learn from it, because things like songs may be released in 2008, but the lyrics and music were written very early.

If he crashes at that time and sues him for plagiarism, he will be ruined.

Therefore, Qin Muchu locked the target of "learning from" after three years, which is usually a relatively safe period of time.

The specific song to choose depends on Zhou Huimin's voice condition.

"Humph!"

And he doesn't know how to compose and arrange music, he can only sing the melody and let professionals make it...

"Humph--!"

In the evening, I had dinner with Boss Yang of the Emperor. I don’t know if he will use the female star to test the cadres... Hehe!
"Humph—huh!"

"Do you have a sore throat?"

Qin Muchu opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Huimin who kept humming:

"I know something, as long as you keep it in your mouth and keep swallowing, but don't eat it, your throat will be comfortable in about ten minutes."

Zhou Huimin didn't have a bad throat at all, ignored what Qin Muchu said, stared at him angrily:
"Why don't you let me drive, are you questioning my driving skills?"

"What? Why do you think so?" Qin Muchu leaned back, his face full of disbelief.

"Oh? That's..."

Zhou Huimin's complexion improved.

"Where did you get your driving skills!?" Qin Muchu looked serious.

……

Qin Muchu and the dark-faced Zhou Huimin walked into the Emperor Building.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Huimin couldn't hold back his inner curiosity after all.

"Find someone to compose and arrange the music and record it for you." Qin Muchu replied.

After speaking, he walked to the front desk, said a few words, and then sat down on the sofa to rest.

"Recording songs at the Emperor? My singer is at Polygram." Zhou Huimin followed Qin Muchu and sat next to him.

"Well, but I only know people from the Emperor." Qin Muchu seemed to have no bones, slumped on the sofa like a noodle.

He had seen Uncle Ge sitting like this before, and he tried it today, and it was really comfortable.

Seeing Qin Muchu's lazy look, Zhou Huimin patted him:
"Get up, you've been seen."

Curious again:

"Who do you know, Emperor?"

"Boss Yang."

Zhou Huimin: "..."

I'm just an innocent starlet hidden in the snow, what can I say?

Trembling, afraid to speak.

……

After a while, a middle-aged man hurried over from outside the emperor's gate.

After asking the front desk, he trotted over to the sofa.

"Director Qin? I'm Mr. Yang's secretary, surnamed Zhang.

I met you at the celebration banquet, but there were too many people and I couldn't talk to you. "

The middle-aged man greeted Qin Muchu warmly.

Just now Mr. Yang called him and asked him to treat Qin Muchu well, and he drove all the way here.

"Mr. Zhang is too polite. I interrupted you." Qin Muchu stood up.

"Haha, I don't dare to be President Zhang, you can just call me Secretary Zhang."

"Sooner or later, late."

The two exchanged pleasantries all the way, followed by Zhou Huimin, a little tail, and walked into the elevator.

"Director Qin, this is our Emperor's recording studio. There are all the equipment in it, all of which are top-notch."

The elevator stopped, and Secretary Zhang led Qin Muchu and the others to the door of a large room.

He didn't ask Qin Muchu who the woman wearing a mask was following, as if he didn't see it.

To be a secretary, the first rule is to have eyesight, to know when to be blind and when to be deaf.

Zhang Mi stood in front of the door, just about to open the door, hesitated, then turned to Qin Muchu and said:
"Director Qin, the composer and arranger teacher you wanted, we didn't have time to arrange it due to the tight schedule, but there happened to be a guest at the Emperor, so we will ask him to help you make it.

Don't worry, this person's level is definitely enough, but his temper is a bit weird, his name is Hong Jingyao, he is..."

"Hong Jingyao?"

Before Qin Muchu could speak, he heard Zhou Huimin exclaim.

"Is he famous?"

Seeing Zhou Huimin's big reaction, Qin Muchu asked.

"He is a gold medal producer and has been nominated for the best arranger of the Golden Melody Awards many times." Zhou Huimin said excitedly.

And Qin Muchu is still expressionless, Golden Melody Award?

There is no concept.

Various awards in the previous life were rotten and lost credibility.

Even English songs can win the Chinese Golden Melody Award.

"Director Qin, you are not from the music circle, so you may not know much about it. Zhou Jiaolun, you know, he is Zhou Jiaojie's queen producer." Secretary Zhang reminded.

"Sauce purple cow?"

Having said that, Qin Muchu instantly had an idea.

But the next second, he hesitated again:
"Such an awesome boss, is he willing to arrange and produce for us?"

Isn't this equivalent to letting Jiang Wen supervise the production of "Chasing Dream Showbiz"?

"Ahem, Director Qin, you don't have to be so modest.

Originally, when we were looking for the producer, Mr. Hong happened to be there, so he mentioned it. Unexpectedly, he heard that you were going to record a song. After confirming your identity with us, he seemed quite interested and offered to help. "

Secretary Zhang was also puzzled, and he couldn't figure out why Hong Jingyao was willing to help.

Hong Jingyao came to the Emperor just as a guest to meet friends, if he wanted to, the Emperor couldn't force him.

"Maybe it's your movie fan?" Secretary Zhang guessed.

Apart from this reason, he couldn't think of any reason.

"Well, in the river, in the Ganges."

Qin Muchu nodded.

"Then I'll go first and arrange a dinner party for you and Mr. Yang. If you have anything to do, please call me."

Secretary Zhang left after speaking.

Qin Muchu looked at the door with the "recording studio" sign, then at Zhou Huimin, and knocked on the door.

"dong dong dong"

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door, a middle-aged man in his 40s was sitting there.

"Teacher Hong, hello, hello."

Qin Muchu smiled and went over to shake hands.

Even though he doesn't mix in the music circle, Hong Jing Yao is no better than him.

But people are willing to condescend to help, no matter what the reason, it is always a kindness.

Different from Qin Muchu's image of a "cold and serious boss", Hong Jingyao was very enthusiastic and shook hands with Qin Muchu with a smile on his face.

It was just the first sentence he spoke that made Qin Muchu stunned.

"Director Qin, I have admired you for a long time. During this time, I have been hearing about you from Jiao Lun."

"I'm sorry, what you're talking about is..." Qin Muchu was at a loss.

"Zhou Jiaolun, this kid is a stinky fart, he said that your movies are the same as his music, they are invincible in their respective fields, and that you are the movie version of him.

I saw you today, not at all, you are much more handsome than him!We must take a photo together later, next time I see Jiao Lun, I will embarrass him severely! "

At the end, Hong Jingyao laughed happily.

Both Qin Muchu and Zhou Huimin blinked.

Small head, big doubts.

(End of this chapter)