Freelance Artist

  Chapter 8 Baidi

  Fire burns the cloud.

  Don't get me wrong, this is not a scene description.

  Huoshaoyun is the name of a company, the full name is Huoshaoyun Music, but Huoshaoyun itself does not produce music, they are just music porters, in simple terms, they are in the music player business.

   Qinzhou has countless music players.

  The number of users of Huoshaoyun music player can be ranked in the top three.

  Any industry can achieve the top three in the industry, which is a very remarkable achievement—

  For example, Qin Zhou’s entertainment giants:

  Mythological entertainment.

   Nathan Entertainment.

   Skylight Entertainment.

  Some people joked that these three companies together constitute the entire Qinzhou entertainment circle, which is of course true in a certain sense.

   Huoshaoyun has cooperated with the Big Three.

   Whenever there is a new song to be released by the Big Three, Huoshaoyun is one of their preferred cooperation platforms.

this day.

   When getting off work.

  In Huoshaoyun's office, the employees are chatting, slowly killing the last time before get off work, which is their happiest time of day.

   "Tsk tsk."

   "There is nothing suspenseful about this month's season standings."

   "Tianguang ranks first on the season chart, and his blood has been completely locked up. The data of the next few songs is also very stable, but the number of downloads for the tenth and eleventh places is very close. Maybe who will win in the end."

   "The eleventh place is also Nathan's song."

   "I don't know if Shinhwa can hold the tenth ring."

   "I have to say that the Big Three are still fierce. This month, they directly took over the top ten of the season rankings. Other entertainment companies can only follow behind and pick up some leftovers."

"no way."

   "In this era when song fathers are kings, the best composers in the industry are almost all contracted by the Big Three. This is a talent monopoly. That's why the industry says that these three represent the entire Qinzhou entertainment circle."

   At this time.

  The office phone rang suddenly.

Li Jianzhong, the supervisor, quickly connected the phone, and an order came from the other end: "There is a new song to be released in Thirteen Myth Music, and I have sent the sound source to your mailbox. When it goes online, the copywriting and posters will be provided by Shinhwa.”

"receive!"

  Supervisor Li Jianzhong hung up the phone, his expression collapsed immediately, he looked at his nervous colleagues and sighed:

   "There is a job, Shinhwa will release a song."

  The wailing of social animals suddenly resounded in the office.

   "Working overtime again!"

   "Why is Shinhwa still releasing songs at this point? It's almost the end of the month!"

   "Look at what you said, it's not like every song has to hit the top ten of the season chart, maybe it's a rookie's debut song or something?"

   "Exactly."

  Director Li Jianzhong glanced at the song information, "The lyrics and arrangement are both a guy named Baidi, and the singer is called Lin Shouzhuo. Both of them should be newcomers."

   "White Emperor?"

Perhaps the name is a bit domineering, the staff next to him couldn't help but leaned over to take a look, and was immediately overjoyed: "This Baidi should be a stage name, but this stage name is so attractive, such an arrogant name, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to suppress it! "

   "White Emperor?"

   "The emperor's emperor?"

   "Are you sure it's Baidi and not Baidi?"

   "I don't know the stage name, I thought he was Qu Dae."

   "Hahahahahahaha, the singer's name is actually Lin Shouzhuo. This newcomer and Baidi are a perfect match. One name is extremely flamboyant, and the other is hard-working and low-key."

   "Don't be so poor!"

  The middle-aged Li Jianzhong was not in the mood to laugh at all, and interrupted everyone angrily.

  Working overtime is the most troublesome thing for him, and he will be scolded by his wife when he goes back. He doesn't earn much money, but he is very busy working all day long.

   "Listen to the song!"

  The director's voice was obviously a little angry.

   Seeing that the supervisor was in a bad mood, everyone didn't dare to smile anymore.

  Li Jianzhong decompressed the sound source with a heavy heart, and played it with a monitor speaker.

  The employees of Huoshaoyun will listen to the songs before they go online. There are two main purposes. The first is to ensure that there is no problem with the quality of the received audio sources, and the second is to rank recommendations based on the quality of the music.

   Quiet.

  The sound of the pipe organ sounded in the office.

  The prelude was slow and quiet, with a touch of sadness permeating the air. Li Jianzhong suddenly felt more depressed, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart that he wanted to vent but didn't know how to vent.

  The sound of the guitar followed.

  The deep and thick voice sounded along with the guitar, unhurriedly, like a man telling a story softly.

   "When you walk into this happy place

   Carry all dreams and thoughts

   Various makeup on various faces

  No one remembers what you look like

  Three rounds of drinking, you are in the corner

   stubbornly singing bitter songs

  Listen to it being drowned in the noise

   You pick up your glass and say to yourself..."

  This is a somewhat unique voice, deep, deep and heart-warming, paired with a light tune, it has an inexplicable healing power.

  Unconsciously.

  The office became more and more quiet.

  At this time, the sun outside was slowly setting, and the singing voice was singing softly, like a trickling river below the mountain, actually bubbling into people's hearts.

  Li Jianzhong was suddenly in a trance.

  This song does not change patterns frequently, and does not have the slightest element of showmanship. It is like a gentle narration, as if trying to soothe a certain mood of Li Jianzhong.

   At this time.

  The refrain comes.

   There is no strong turning point, the tune is still so plain, but it seems not so plain. Li Jianzhong listened with his ears up, as if his emotions resonated strongly with the singing, which was a stronger spiritual impact than any song’s climax:

   "A toast to the sun and a toe to the moonlight

  Wake up my longing and make the cold window gentle

  So you can fly against the wind without looking back

   Don’t be afraid of the rain in your heart and frost in your eyes

   A toast to my hometown, a toast to a distant place

  The kindness that guards me urges me to grow

  So the road from north to south is no longer long

  The soul no longer has nowhere to rest..."

  Alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, but Li Jianzhong obviously didn't smell the slightest smell of alcohol, but he was already slightly drunk. His mood suddenly calmed down, and he looked at the world with sober drunk eyes.

  The whistle sounded.

  The carefree youth;

  Smugness in youth;

  Now people are middle-aged and can't help themselves, and the past is in a hurry.

   If a song is a world, Li Jianzhong has already been there.

And Li Jianzhong is not the only one who is deeply involved at the moment. This is a song with universal resonance from the melody to the lyrics. Everyone in the office seems to be aroused, and everyone's expressions are changing subtly and unable to extricate themselves. , Only the sound of singing is left in my ears, passing through my intestines like wine.

  “A toast to tomorrow, a toast to the past

   Support my body thick shoulders

  Although I never believed in the so-called high mountains and long rivers

  Life is too short why not forget

   A toast to liberty A toast to death

  Forgive my ordinaryness and dispel confusion

   Well always leave after dawn

   Sober people are the most ridiculous..."

  The past is like a fleeting moment, but most of the time, the only thing on my mind is to tell myself.

  Middle-aged people are full of helplessness, but how can people be free when they are young?

Young people who work hard for their lives sometimes feel powerless. They have walked the only way in life, but they feel that the shoulders of adults are getting heavier, so they never resign themselves to being ordinary and accept themselves, and find that the so-called dream is not hanging On the lips, but in my heart, I found out that you and I are just mortals, even if we are full of worries, we will eventually reconcile with ourselves.

  Eight glasses of wine.

  Respect life.

  The last song fell in my ears, and the sound of guitar and organ refused to let go for a long time. I don't know whether it is self-deprecating or self-releasing.

   "A sober man is the most absurd."

  The office has been quiet for a long time, and it is almost impossible to tell whether there is more relief or more helplessness, but there is a touch of warm sunshine in the bottom of my heart.

   "Boss."

  The employee next to Li Jianzhong suddenly said: "Here is another sentence."

  The rest of the employees heard the words, and they got up and came over to watch. Someone whispered to the screen:

   "Putting out the knife cuts off the water and makes it flow..."

   "Raise a glass to relieve your worries, worry more..."

  There is a personal signature at the end of this sentence, which is "White Emperor".

Li Jianzhong looked back at the lyrics and counted them carefully. After counting, he suddenly smiled with relief: "What a Baidi, let me drink eight glasses of wine while listening to a song, and finally gave me a toast to relieve my sorrow." It's even more worrying, the atmosphere is here, let's go out for a drink tonight."

   "Boss, can you do it?"

  Everyone joked after hearing the words.

  Li Jianzhong had a rare moment of hardening: "I'm afraid of a bird all day long, and I won't return tonight if I don't get drunk!"

"strong!"

   "But this song...it feels too heart-wrenching to listen to... I broke my defense when I heard the chorus..."

   "I think it's a warm tone."

   "It's very warm, like being healed, especially the whistle."

"This song is like the kind of wine that seems to have a low degree of alcohol, but the more you drink it, the more you drink it, but I also feel that it is healed and healed in the end. Of course it hurts, but alcohol disinfection will hurt for a while. It's fine, it will get more and more comfortable in the future... Wait, did I say something strange?"

   "Look at the wheel marks on my face."

   "Then what are you doing in a daze? Give the headline a recommendation!"

"Don't rush, don't rush, I'm already working. By the way, you are still laughing at Baidi's name. No, I don't want to say how awesome the melody and lyrics of this song are. This promotional copy is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. , they are somewhat arrogant capital."

"Depend on!"

   "Aren't you laughing at him too?"

"I think the name Baidi is too big, but the song is also really good. It's a bit of a combination of lyrics and music. It's almost the ultimate in lyrical and slow songs. Okay, let's not force you, let's talk. They are all literary and artistic!"

  Qin Zhou.

  Eight o'clock in the evening.

  The first nightingale cries.

  Huoshaoyun's "Xiaochou" is online.

   At the same time, many players who cooperated with Shinhwa arranged songs to be launched at the same time.

   And when the promotion of the song’s resources was launched on the homepage of the player, the employees of Huoshaoyun could finally get off work, and they all clamored to drink, and some people hummed "Sorrow" softly.

   Before turning off the computer.

  Li Jianzhong looked back at the season standings in a strange way, and said in an uncertain, subtle and inexplicable tone:

   "Is this thing suspenseful again?"

   "Hiss—"

  Everyone couldn't help but look surprised.

  Although this song made their group of senior social animals listen to silence and break their defenses, but in the final analysis, it is a song that is pure newcomers from lyrics to singing, and it will be launched near the end of the month, so it should not be...

Bar?

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  ps: Thank you [Vera 0205] for being the first silver dameng in this book, a rich woman (broken sound), I wish you happiness forever!

   Please try not to keep books, as many of the current reading recommendations are based on novels~~~~

  (end of this chapter)