You made me a superstar

Chapter 42 Stunning
January 28.

Wu Zhenhong originally planned to chat with all the artists of the H56 girl group individually, and then set a direction for them.

but……

Plans can never keep up with change.

Wu Zhenhong never dreamed that one day, the works he wrote would be crumpled up by himself, then thrown into the wastebasket, and cleaned out of the office like garbage.

Even in my wildest dreams, I never imagined that I, who always go to bed on time at nine o'clock in the evening, would work in the office all night!

outside the window.

The sun shines on the white snowflakes on the roof, reflecting a vast and hazy white world.

He kept recalling Zhou Yang standing in front of him, singing "Invisible Wings" and "Girl Waving Wings" in his mind.

Zhou Yang didn't sing very well.

Many parts are sung with broken sounds, tremolo, vibrato, so amateurish that Wu Zhenhong feels broken!

Of course, his natural voice is not bad...

Congenitally has a kind of magnetism, and at the same time, the vocal range and timbre are very good, and can be stretched. If Wu Zhenhong can be trained, he thinks that Zhou Yang can at least be trained to be like Liu Tianwang.

Wu Zhenhong even felt that after Zhou Yang learned some special singing skills through a series of systematic training, he could become a very distinctive singer.

As for where the upper limit is...

It depends on what song matches Zhou Yang.

After all, a song can make a singer, and a singer can make a song.

These are all complementary.

Of course, after Zhou Yang finished singing, Wu Zhenhong didn't pay attention to Zhou Yang.

He asked Zhou Yang to leave first.

After Zhou Yang left, he was immersed in the melody of "Invisible Wings" and "Girl Waving Wings"...

This melody echoed in his mind over and over again like a tide, as if he had seen some peerless treasure, he held the lyrics excitedly and read it over and over again.

then……

He picked up a pen, outlined the notes one by one on the stave, and revised it repeatedly.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Mr. Wu, it's time for dinner..."

"Please don't knock on the door without my permission, and don't let anyone else knock on the door, I just say it once..."

"..."

He has no dinner.

When a person is immersed in the melodies like elves one by one, he can no longer feel "physiological" hunger at all.

He used to be the godfather of a generation in the Xiangjiang era, creating kings, queens, and even one of the indelible characters of an era.It is true that he has amazing talent, but it is more because of his unusual concentration and rigorous delicacy of his works.

The draft paper was covered with note over and over again, he frowned, crumpled it up and threw it away, then continued to write, continued to frown, continued to throw away...

Some say the night is too long.

But for him, the night was too short, so short that when he was in a trance, he saw the dawn of the next day.

........................

An Xiao came to the company and saw Wu Zhenhong's assistant Zhou Xi sitting on the bench by the door with her head down, in a daze.

She noticed that Zhou Xi's eye circles were red and bloodshot, and there was a pot of unused lunch boxes and breakfast under her feet...

An Xiao was very strange.

She subconsciously walked over.

"Mr. An, can you...can you knock on the door for me?"

"..."

"Mr. Wu has been shutting himself in the office since yesterday morning. He didn't eat dinner, and he hasn't eaten breakfast now. I'm so scared..."

"..."

"I don't dare to knock on the door, I'm afraid I'll disturb him and annoy him, make him angry, so I can only wait here..."

"..."

"But, I'm so scared. I don't know what's wrong. I've been Mr. Wu's assistant for so long, and I've never seen Mr. Wu like this... What if... what should I do!"

"..."

Zhou Xi was about to shed tears as he spoke, clenched his fists, his eyes were full of worry and fear.

An Xiao handed the little girl a piece of paper.

"You waited here all night too?"

"Well... In case Mr. Wu wants to eat, I can buy it at any time. Mr. Wu has a bad stomach. If you give him something cold, he won't be able to bear it..." The little girl lowered her head.

"Go and rest first." An Xiao said helplessly after hearing the little girl's voice, "I will talk to Mr. Wu."

"..." The little girl hesitated for a moment, and finally shook her head.

She seemed to want to guard the door of the room.

Seeing this, An Xiao didn't say anything anymore, but came to the door and knocked lightly.

First knock on the door and no response.

At the second knock on the door...

"I said, please don't knock on the door without my permission!"

"..."

There was a dry sound from inside the house.

"Mr. Wu... let's eat!" An Xiao calmly said this after hearing the voice.

Silence in the house...

After a long silence, An Xiao heard a long sigh, and a few minutes later, the door opened.

Resting on the sofa, on the desk, on the floor...

An Xiao saw the manuscripts scattered all over the place.

Wu Zhenhong stood up unsteadily, his face was a little sallow, but his attention was focused on the two manuscripts from beginning to end.

An Xiao personally walked in with the still hot breakfast porridge, and gently placed it on the table.

"We need to find two suitable singers to sing these two songs..."

Wu Zhenhong didn't look at An Xiao, but picked up the porridge, took a sip, and muttered to himself while drinking.

"Mr. Wu, I think you need to take a break..." An Xiao shook her head and sighed slightly after seeing Wu Zhenhong's appearance.

She had never seen Wu Zhenhong look so serious before.

"I'm in good spirits, I'll just finish compiling the last piece of music... This boy Zhou Yang actually gave me such a big problem. I suspect that this kid just came here to give me a blow..." Wu Zhenhong smiled , while the words are full of helplessness.

"Is this the lyrics written by Director Zhou?" An Xiao was taken aback, even though she was always calm, she was a little shocked at this moment.

"Who else? Well, Mr. An, please go out first, and I'll figure out the overall song..."

"..."

An Xiao left the office silently.

Before leaving, I took another look at the messy manuscripts scattered all over the place...

Then, gently close the door of the office.

She was a little shocked, and at the same time, she was very curious about what kind of lyrics Zhou Yang wrote, so that someone of Wu Zhenhong's level could help him compose music so seriously.

But with her temperament, she wouldn't ask any more questions.

She suddenly thought of the appearance of that woman named Sun Fangfang who hurriedly took the manuscript to Zhou Yang from the gate of Xingcai Company that day...

She recalled the data, Zhou Yang's encounter with Xingcai Company a year ago...

Immediately, the script written by Zhou Yang shocked the Public Security Bureau again.

perhaps!

Xingcai never imagined that there would be such a rare talent who waited for a whole day at the door of their company until it closed down.

Just when An Xiao returned to the office, An Xiao received a call.

From Zhou Yang.

"Mr. An...I want to ask for two days off."

"what happened?"

"I took a crash course in film editing..."

"???"

(End of this chapter)