Seclusion in the Entertainment Industry

It only took more than a day for Chen Feng to figure out what new song to write to Zhang Yiwen.

After making a decision, Chen Feng went to the study to pick up the guitar and simply played the melody line of the song.

Although I only played it a few times, the beautiful guitar sound is still very charming.

I don't know when, An Ruohua also came to the entrance of the study. She leaned against the door, closed her eyes, and listened to Chen Feng's performance.

It's so nice. An Ruohua's mouth lifted up unconsciously. Every time she heard Chen Feng sing and play the guitar, she felt very happy and very happy.

Just like now, the years are quiet.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's guitar stopped, and then there was a sound of footsteps.

An Ruohua was stunned. Before she opened her eyes, she felt a warmth on her forehead. It turned out that Chen Feng had already posted it and kissed her gently.

An Ruohua opened a pair of wonderful eyes, looked at Chen Feng tenderly and said with a smile: "What tune did you play just now? It sounds so good."

"Does it sound good? Then I will sing you the full version!"

As Chen Feng said, he pulled An Ruohua closer to the study and let her sit on the chair in front of him.

Afterwards, he flicked the guitar, and a burst of smooth and beautiful notes fluttered out immediately.

...

After a song was sung, An Ruohua still sat quietly on the chair, in a daze, as if she was still immersed in the song just now.

Even the corners of her eyes were a little wet, and she seemed to be moved to cry.

Chen Feng put down the guitar and stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears from the corner of An Ruohua's eyes.

Feeling the warmth of Chen Feng's palm, An Ruohua also stretched out her hand and pressed Chen Feng's palm to her face, gently rubbing it.

"Hate, you wrote such a nice song again, and I reluctantly took it to others to sing it." An Ruohua said a little coquettishly.

Chen Feng thought for a while and said, "It's okay. If you like it, then don't sing it to others. I will only sing it to you in the future. Anyway, when I wrote this song, all I thought was in my heart. It's you."

"Really?" An Ruohua was pleasantly surprised at first, but she soon calmed down: "I don't need it anymore. I just made a joke... Such a good song should be heard by more people. Anyway, this It's all written by my little seal, that's enough!"

"Besides, I already have my own "The Moon Represents My Heart", I'm very content!"

Chen Feng was amused by An Ruohua's entangled and calm expression for a while, and couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her beautiful hair.

"Oh, my hair is messy!" An Ruohua smiled and tilted her head to avoid: "Oh, yes, you just wrote the lyrics incorrectly. There is no mole in the palm of my hand. You don't know it, it is. The scars I accidentally got pierced by nails when I was filming a few years ago...hehe..."

Chen Feng shrugged: "No way, the lyrics, naturally I have to write a little more romantic... Or... I'll change it back?"

"Don't!" An Ruohua quickly grabbed Chen Feng's arm and said, "It's better to write it as a mole, more fatalistic, and really change it to a scar... It's really less poetic... Well, it's really romantic. My Xiao Fengfeng is still a romantic man!"

...

At Tailang Entertainment, Xu Tailang received the lyrics and scores and a demo of guitar playing from Chen Feng. He carefully read it several times, listened to it several times, and then shook his head numbly.

"What a devil... Just over a day, I came up with such a new work... Tsk tsk..."

Afterwards, he called Yu Fei, Zhang Yiwen and Lin Shengxue all over.

"Look at it, Chen Feng's new song is here."

When Yu Fei, Zhang Yiwen and Lin Shengxue heard that Chen Feng wrote a new song, they were all very much looking forward to it. After all, they were all impressed by Chen Feng's talent.

After a while, Lin Shengxue raised her head first, and said with surprise on her face: "This song is really nice, and...so touching..."

Yu Fei took a deep breath, did not say much, but reached out and patted Zhang Yiwen's shoulder next to him.

Zhang Yiwen was also very excited at this time. Although she is not very good at reading music scores, she listened to the demos of songs played and sung by Chen Feng. She knew that she had got another good work that is absolutely classic this time.

Is this God's favor and gift to her?

"Don't worry, everyone, I will try my best to sing this song well." Zhang Yiwen said firmly, at this time, her eyes were glittering with tears!

...

Yinghuang Entertainment, Chen Wanqiu is also worrying about the performance of the party.

During this period of time, Huang Jianhua almost took out everything from the bottom of his box. Under the pressure, he finally managed to write eight songs for Chen Wanqiu. Each capital devoted his efforts, which is what he can take out at this stage. The most outstanding work.

After the turmoil of film reviews on Weibo, Huang Jianhua was also a lot low-key. He no longer dared to talk nonsense, and he would have to be a turtle for a long time.

However, if he can satisfy Chen Wanqiu this time, the company may be happy and treat him better. This is also an opportunity for him to stand up.

It's just that ideals are beautiful and reality is cruel. Although Huang Jianhua tried his best to please Chen Wanqiu, Chen Wanqiu seemed not too satisfied with the few songs he wrote.

"Just these songs? I have listened to it several times, and I don't think any of them can exceed the level of "Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Days of Thinking of You"." Chen Wanqiu said indifferently.

Hearing what the other party said, Huang Jianhua was about to cry.

"Auntie, these songs are already my best work, how can you still be dissatisfied with this? Do you really think that writing a song can be a good product? If I really have this kind of ability, I will still be here to serve you. Stinky woman!"

Of course ~www.ltnovel.com~ Huang Jianhua's words were just complaints in his heart. In reality, he can only continue to laugh and explain to Chen Wanqiu.

"Miss Chen, the song "Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Days of Thinking of You" is indeed a classic, but the personal characteristics of this kind of song are also very distinct, not every singer is suitable, so, is a song good? It needs to match the temperament of the singer itself. A star like you who is beautiful and has a sweet voice needs to sing works that suit your own style. So, you don't have to go after others. It is most important to find works that suit your style."

After listening to Huang Jianhua's words, Chen Wanqiu's face finally improved a little. She hesitated for a moment, and finally chose one of her favorite songs from the eight songs provided by Huang Jianhua.

"Okay, just this one, but when I perform on stage, I have to have live band accompaniment so that I can look more high-end. You are responsible for these, so don't make any mistakes!"

"Okay, no problem!" Huang Jianhua nodded immediately.

Doing something is better than doing nothing. Now he is much more comfortable than Ma Ruiming, who was transferred to take care of the logistics. As long as Chen Wanqiu can be served well this time, Huang Jianhua will have a chance to make a comeback!