Make the Movie King Be My Lover

After a long time in the studio, the album producer who has refused to tell Qin yuan the truth is Xiao Yonghui, who is famous for his low-key performance and excellent production level in the industry.

Qin yuan was stunned for three minutes when he saw him.

Since meeting Xiao Yonghui again in Nianhua town last time, he has secretly searched his information. Born in the 1980s, he set up a band in his early years, made his debut as a group, and released two mandarin albums. Because at that time, the image was too fat to be welcomed by the audience, and the popularity was always tepid.

Later, the group dissolved, and he made a living by writing. He wrote famous songs to many singers. In recent years, he has spent most of his time in Taiwan, writing songs for singers there and working as a producer. He has rarely spent time in mainland China participating in activities.

The whole person is much less, the appearance becomes handsome and charming. If it were not for the low-key and mysterious manner, the development would be far more than the achievements of today.

Qin yuan didn't know what to say. I thought Zhao Chengyu was just talking about asking him to write a song, but I didn't expect to invite him here. I was lucky to be an album producer.

Today, Qin yuan has no doubt that Zhao Chengyu can send Chang'e down to earth to shoot her own MV. He danced happily in his heart, and wanted to run to Zhao Chengyu immediately, hugging him and kissing him.

It's not just face kissing, it's mouth kissing.

Xiao Yonghui patted Qin yuan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "are you so surprised?"

"What a surprise. It's a great honor to have your help."

Xiao Yonghui looked at Qin yuan with a smile on his face, "we are not a few years old, so don't say honorifics to me. It seems that I am very old."

Qin yuan nodded and agreed, feeling that not only women are afraid of getting old, but men are also afraid.

Ye Yan showed Xiao Yonghui the initial style of the album and the 50 demo samples left after a lot of screening. By the way, he talked about the latest progress of the album.

After listening, Xiao Yonghui stayed in the office in the afternoon. By the end of the night, ten of the 50 alternatives had been selected. However, he denied Qin yuan's love song Prince route.

Ye Yan was surprised and asked, "Mr. Lin, this is the style selected by the team after half a month's discussion. What's the problem?"

Qin yuan looks up at his head and looks puzzled. His voice is warm and delicate. If he doesn't follow the route of love songs, does he really want to sing rock and roll?

Seeing that it was getting late, Xiao Yonghui didn't plan to stay up all night to discuss it. He simply replied, "where is he like a prince? It's like Cinderella

Qinyuan smell speech a black line, blush, embarrassed.

"Prince's route is rotten. Let's get a new one."

After listening, Ye Yan and the other two staff members thought about it carefully and affirmed Cinderella's positioning. Who makes Qin yuan weak all over, like a woman with short hair.

Xiao Yonghui's accommodation and board expenses in Shanghai were included in the studio, and he paid a generous reward. But surprisingly, instead of asking for a five-star hotel, Xiao rented a moderately decorated two bedroom apartment near Qin yuan's home.

As Lin Wei drives them home, Xiao Yonghui looks at Qin yuan, who is still depressed, and says with a smile, "you are forgetful. You don't remember me for only a few years."

“？？？” Qin yuan a head of greetings, staring at Xiao Yonghui, recalling the past.

Black skin group, "follow me" album, Taiwan, a little bit of association, and finally when Xiao Yonghui got out of the car, he suddenly remembered that he was a friend of my uncle. I sang the theme song for my uncle's movie.

At that time, with the help of his uncle's relationship, he got tickets for his song club. Before his uncle left the mainland, he was lucky enough to have dinner with Xiao Yonghui. At that time, he affectionately called him "brother Mantou", but he was not angry. He also gave himself a precious guitar score.

"My God..." Qin yuanleng is in the same place.

Xiao Yonghui touched his soft hair, "the reaction is still so slow."

"Brother Mantou, you have changed a lot. "Qin yuan explained.

"Well, I didn't want to tell you the truth so soon. But when I look at you innocently and see me as a stranger, I feel very sad, and then I realize that I have no position in your heart. "

"Yes, yes."

"Oh? How important is it? "

"Just like my uncle."

"We passed each other twice. This is the third time. You didn't recognize me, eh."

For this answer, Xiao Yonghui is obviously not satisfied and looks at Qin yuan with resentment.

But Qin yuan didn't notice, and Lin Wei talked and laughed into the community. When they got to the place where they lived, they squeezed in curiously. Decoration style is modern, furniture is black and white combination, simple and clear. The master bedroom has been transformed into a piano room with piano, guitar, bass and other composing tools.

Xiao Yonghui put the suitcase into the second bedroom and expressed satisfaction with the room, letting the two curious babies visit at will.

Lin Wei said, "I don't think Zhao's single has the same power at the beginning. Yuange is different. He is deeply loved by the two bosses of the company."

"I'm flattered.""So if you can't be the best male singer on this album, you won't be able to raise your head in the studio."

"Are you putting pressure on me in disguise?"

Two people you come and I go to fight.

Xiao Yonghui smiles. The refrigerator had already purchased the food, and he gave them a hand in making seafood salad and fried rice with pineapple.

Lin Wei clamors to lose weight and dare not eat more. Qin yuan is tired all day. He has a big appetite. His belly is round and he can't walk on the sofa.

"Brother yuan, I've been following you for so long. It's the first time I've seen you have such a good appetite." Lin Wei said as she cleared the table.

"Brother Mantou's skill is really wonderful." Qin yuan flattered.

"I think brother Zhao's craftsmanship is not bad. Why didn't you see brother yuan eat more?"

At the mention of Zhao Chengyu, Qin yuan feels that the whole person is full of happiness and satisfaction. He said with a smile, "the boss's skill is often unstable. The sandwich he fried last time was dark cuisine."

"Brother yuan, you're finished. I'll record this and tell brother Zhao."

"If you dare, I will deduct your bonus for next quarter."

Xiao Yonghui, who is tidying up his clothes, hears the words, and his eyebrows shake. The two men who had enough to eat and drink did not dare to stay in his house for long, so they retreated, leaving him enough time to take a rest.

In the room, Xiao Yonghui arranges the pillows on the sofa, which are confused by Qin yuan.

On the way back to the villa, Lin Wei looked at Qin yuan, who was immersed in the joy of meeting in the back row, and deliberately said, "brother yuan, we are going to be in the group filming next week."

"Well. I'm reading the script. Don't worry. "

"Yuange, I mean, the teacher Xiao mentioned before that he would like to film with you, and he would like to have a deep understanding of your every move, so that he can write the main song in line with your style."

"What?"

"Brother yuan, there is a saying that we are not afraid of falling in love at first sight, but we are afraid of lasting love. Don't abandon brother Zhao. Don't empathize with him. "

"What are you talking about? It's more and more open-minded." Qin yuan angrily hit her with a pillow.

"I'm wrong. Brother yuan is merciful."

Xiao Yonghui is not as low-key as his character. Instead, he likes to express his opinions freely and puts forward many creative ideas. In the creation of Ci and Qu, he also taught Qin yuan some Taiwan style usage and skills.

Of course, apart from his work, he is a real eater.

Qin yuan knew this earlier. But at that time, he was chubby and wanted to follow the idolatry route, always controlling his appetite. However, the diet of hunger and fullness has no effect, and the weight is getting fatter and fatter.

I don't know how he recuperates in Taiwan these years. His mouth is still so greedy, but his figure is great.

After taking him to a special restaurant in Shanghai for a few days, Qin yuan thought that he would be happy. But he didn't expect that he was becoming more and more picky, either because the food was flashy or because he complained that it didn't suit his appetite.

In the end, Qin yuan had to take him back to his villa and cook for him himself.

One day, Zhao Chengyu called Qin yuan when he finished work ahead of time. He was puzzled to hear the sound of the pots and pans jingling in his hand. "Why do you cook when I'm not at home?"

"There are guests at home."

"Who?"

"The master you recommended to me, Xiao Yonghui."

Xiao Yonghui, who is watching a TV program, hears Qin yuan answering the phone and deliberately runs to make trouble. "Hey, is this fish going to turn over? Is this soup almost ready? I'm starving. " The gentle Taiwanese tone doesn't sound like a sissy, on the contrary, it is as comfortable as the breeze.

Qin yuan quickly put the mobile phone aside, snatched the spatula from Xiao Yonghui's hand to save the crucian carp whose tail was cut off, and said, "it's ready soon. Brother Mantou, you go to have some snacks first."

"All the indicators of monosodium glutamate, sugar and salt in snacks are different and unhealthy. They can't be compared with your home dishes." Xiao Yonghui deliberately went to the phone and said loudly.

"Well, you can take this cold dish out first. "Qin yuan hands Xiao Yonghui the blueberry yam refrigerated in the refrigerator. When he drives him away and continues to answer Zhao Chengyu's phone, he finds that the phone has been hung up.

He pursed with a foreboding feeling.

Xiao Yonghui, who succeeded in the plot, enjoyed himself at the dinner table and was in a good mood.

In the evening, Qin yuan finally saw off Xiao Yonghui, the Buddha. He specially called Zhao Chengyu back, but he didn't get through. When he went on Weibo and found that he was crazy by a lot of friends, he knew that Zhao Chengyu might be a little jealous.

His recent micro blog shows a working meal, simple two dishes and one soup, which is always light, even meat and fishy. "Tired, no appetite," he wrote

Lu Yan made the first comment, saying that when he finished work, he was invited to go abroad for a big meal.

Then Shen Xinyi wrote grandly, "the box lunch of the crew is really not as delicious as the private food of Yuandi." It's followed by a bold capital @ Qin yuan.

For a time, Qin and Zhao wrote all kinds of comments on Qin yuan's and Zhao Chengyu's microblogs, asking for Qin and Zhao to take a group photo, asking Qin yuan to send a meal to the visiting group, and asking them not to show their love openly.So Qin yuan in everyone's endless calls, thick skinned to cover up excited comments on this micro blog. In a short sentence, "blossoming on the street, you can return slowly."

This is to echo the call of fans. Unexpectedly, when Qin yuan opens his microblog again after taking a bath, Qin yuan openly confesses Zhao Chengyu's topic and unexpectedly goes on a hot search.

For Qin yuan, happiness came so suddenly that he was unprepared. He would like to thank thousands of fans, friends for pushing the boat with the current, and Xiao Yonghui for his help tonight.