Zhou Xingxing's studio is located on the edge of the third ring road of Yanjing, occupying a whole small building, which is very magnificent.

After Qin Shaoming received Zheng Yan at the airport, he took Zheng Yan directly to this small building.

"Director Zhou is still rich, a studio actually occupies such a large area, and it is still in Yanjing!"

Zheng Yan looked at the beautifully decorated three-story small building in front of him and praised it one after another.

Yanjing's house prices are not low, and the building in front of you that covers an area of at least 200 square meters is worth billions of dollars.

"You're thinking about this.

The land was bought more than a decade ago, and the price at that time was very different from now.

Director Zhou often joked that fortunately, he bought this land with a sharp eye, so that he can now film casually without worries.

Qin Shaoming smiled and told the secret that many people in the circle knew.

"It's also a shame to say that I have been filming for so many years, and the money I have earned has not appreciated as much as this land.

You are Shaoming's royal songwriter Liangchen, no, I should call you Zheng Yan now, thank you for coming to help.

At this time, a thin middle-aged man with gray hair but very spirited walked out of the gate, and inserted Qin Shaoming's topic with a smile, so that Zheng Yan's next exclamation did not have time to speak.

"Director Zhou is my favorite director, and Shaoming is also my friend, so I am naturally obligated to ask me for help.

However, I can't guarantee that I will be able to solve Director Zhou's problem, and Director Zhou can't blame me at that time. "

The middle-aged man in front of him is director Zhou Xingxing, fifty years old this year, the top director of Xia Guo.

Seeing that Zhou Xingxing took the initiative to stretch out his hand, Zheng Yan did not dare to slack, and hurriedly shook hands with Zhou Xingxing, and at the same time said a modest sentence in his mouth.

Although Zheng Yan is 80% sure that he can solve Zhou Xingxing's problem.

But no one knows if Zhou Xingxing's preferences will be different from Xingye in his previous life, so in order not to be slapped in the face, it is still very necessary to keep a low profile.

"I'm already happy that you can help.

And Shaoming has praised you to the sky, and I believe in your strength.

Time is urgent, I'll take you to watch the film now, no problem, right? "

Zhou Xingxing has been busy lately and has not paid attention to the news on the Internet.

When I saw Zheng Yan for the first time today, I only felt that the handsome and young composer of this word was a little too much.

However, he has heard the songs created by Zheng Yan and believes in Qin Shaoming's vision, and he is still looking forward to Zheng Yan in his heart.

Without saying a word politely, Zhou Xingxing couldn't help but eagerly make a request.

"Yes."

Zheng Yan nodded and readily agreed.

He also wants to finish things early and go back as soon as possible to continue the liver game level.

Seeing this, Zhou Xingxing's favorability towards Zheng Yan rose a little, and he quickly took Zheng Yan and Qin Shaoming to the film screening room on the third floor.

After Qin Shaoming and Zheng Yan sat down on the sofa, Zhou Xingxing clicked on a folder and played the last scene of "Journey to the West: The Great Saint Marry".

Zheng Yan looked at the warrior played by Qin Shaoming and the heroine played by the powerful actress Zhang Haiwei, when the two appeared on the city wall together, they unconsciously matched the secondary picture with that classic melody in their minds, and they felt inexplicably more embarrassed in their hearts.

The clip is not long and finishes quickly.

Zhou Xingxing is probably really anxious, and after watching the film, he took Zheng Yan and Qin Shaoming to the next office and told Zheng Yan about his requirements for the soundtrack.

"Zheng Yan, the style of this song should be mainly sad, and the lyrics should preferably express the helplessness of love..." It

took Zhou Xingxing more than ten minutes to finish telling the picture he was trying to show the song.

Qin Shaoming listened to the side for a while, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Zhou Xingxing's requirements are too high, and I am afraid that no one will be able to meet this requirement in a short time.

Zhou Xingxing also felt that he was a little strongman, and hurriedly added.

"Zheng Yan, don't be pressured, just do your best."

"Director Zhou, I happen to have a song here that feels very much in line with your requirements, or do you want to listen to it first?"

Zheng Yan pretended to think for a while, and then said something that shocked both Qin Shaoming and Zhou Xingxing.

"Zheng Yan, what you said is true?"

Zhou Xingxing stood up excitedly, grabbed Zheng Yan's hand regardless of the image, and confirmed it anxiously.

Qin Shaoming's face was a little worried.

This time, Zhou Xingxing attaches great importance to the song.

Zheng Yan just listened to the request and made a promise so confidently, in case the song did not meet the conditions later.

Even if Zhou Xingxing doesn't blame Zheng Yan, I'm afraid he won't have a good impression of Zheng Yan in the future.

Zheng Yan did not have a little weakness on his face, and after calmly nodding to Zhou Xingxing, he said directly:

"Director Zhou, you can find me a guitar, I will play it directly for you, and you will be clear after listening."

"I'll take you to the instrument room now, there are all the instruments you want!"

Zhou Xingxing was infected by Zheng Yan's self-confidence, and his emotions became more and more excited.

Immediately took Zheng Yan's hand and walked out.

"Director Zhou, where are you going in a hurry?

I've written another new song here, and you're not satisfied.

It's just that as soon as he went out, an old man with messy hair appeared in front of him, stopping in front of Zheng Yan and the others.

The old man still had a few sheet music sheets in his hand.

"This person is the top composer Huang Weili."

Qin Shaoming quietly introduced Zheng Yan before politely greeting Huang Weili.

"Old Huang is good."

Zheng Yan naturally had also heard of Huang Weili's name.

Several classic soundtracks in "Journey to the West: Moonlight Box" are by Huang Weili.

He still admired Huang Weili, and immediately called Huang Lao.

"Lao Huang, you also have a new song?

It just so happened that Zheng Yan also said that there is a very suitable song, let's go to the musical instrument room and listen to it together. A

hint of surprise flashed in Zhou Xingxing's eyes, and then a thick joy appeared on his face.

After Huang Weili's last failure, the songs brought this time must have improved significantly.

Even if Zheng Yan's songs do not satisfy him, there are still Huang Weili's songs to the bottom.

Today may really solve the soundtrack problem that has plagued him for nearly a month!

"This is?"

When Huang Weili heard Zhou Xingxing's statement, he turned his gaze to Zheng Yan, and there was a little more scrutiny in his eyes.

In his impression, it seems that there is no such handsome composer in the composition world.

Zhou Xingxing won't be in a hurry to go to the doctor and find a scammer, right?

"Hehe, Lao Huang, you may not have heard Zheng Yan's name.

But Shaoming's royal court is a good chen for the song, you should know, Zheng Yan is a good chen! Zhou

Xingxing was in a very good mood at this time, and patiently introduced Huang Weili.

"It turns out that you are Liangchen, but I didn't expect you to be so handsome, and you have to fight with Shaoming."

With your appearance, even if you become an actor, I am afraid that you will already be famous, and it is really good to be able to study composition with your temperament.

In this impetuous society now, there are not many young people like you who have aspirations. Huang

Weili glanced at Zheng Yan unexpectedly, and his good impression of Zheng Yan in his heart instantly increased by 50 percent.

He had admired Liangchen's works before.

Now seeing Zheng Yan's appearance so high, and being able to calm down to make music, is even more gratifying.

But in his heart, he was not optimistic about the works that Zheng Yan came out of today.

People who do not have rich experience must not be able to write the helplessness of loving but letting go.

Zheng Yan is still too young!

This kind of mournful music is better left to him, an old man rich in emotion.

"Thank you Elder Huang for the compliment..." Zheng

Yan's face was still a little thin, and he couldn't help but blush a little after being praised by Huang Weili.

He has a fart musical pursuit, and his pursuit is to eat and wait for death...

"Okay, when we finish our business first, let's have a good chat together!"

Zhou Xingxing saw that the two had already met, so he didn't want to continue to delay time, hurriedly interrupted the chat, and strode towards the musical instrument room with a few people.

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