Chapter 101 What is he after? This is sick!

It was eleven o'clock in the evening and everything was quiet.

Xu Lingyue, in pajamas, lay in a rocking chair, rocking slowly with her eyes closed.

In her ears were a pair of expensive custom-made headphones, playing her new album that she had just recorded.

The production of the entire album has been completed and has officially entered the final recording stage. East Star Records' publicity and promotion work has also begun.

This hastily produced new album is about to be released.

In the past, every time this time came, she would feel excited and nervous, looking forward to the performance of the next record.

But this time... she felt no emotion at all, and even felt like laughing.

Because in her opinion, this album is almost 100% going to fail.

The entire album has a total of eight songs. Except for the title song of the same name "Red Bean" which has already been released, the quality of the other seven songs is average.

Two of them were written by her herself... to be more precise, she forced herself to write them.

No matter how she looked at them before, she felt that the two songs didn't fit, but she just couldn't understand what the problem was.

However, after Teacher Zhou revealed the mystery, all the doubts became clear.

She already knew where the problem lay, but there was no time to redo it, so she had to go ahead and record it.

She knew very well that these two songs would disappoint her fans and would draw criticism from neutral listeners and black fans.

As for the other five songs she bought...she was too lazy to even complain.

It’s not Zhang Hong’s fault for buying songs blindly. The songs she bought back were basically “imitations” of her previous styles, and could be considered custom-made.

It's a pity that these people's skills are really not good enough. Not to mention comparing with Teacher Zhou's "Red Bean", they can't even compare with the two crappy songs she came up with herself.

No matter how amazing "Red Bean" is, it can't carry seven crappy songs...

despair!

She took off her earplugs and sighed a little depressed.

She knew very well what it would mean if this album failed.

As the band moves further away from its former glory, its fans will continue to leave, its commercial value will continue to shrink, and the few remaining endorsements will continue to be lost.

Those defeated opponents who were once her subordinates will immediately rise up and attack her, and those haters will also start to celebrate by stepping on her corpse.

The most fatal thing is that her next contract may not just cut her waist, but she may be cut directly at the ankle!

However, faced with all this, she was powerless.

As a singer-songwriter, losing her creative ability is equivalent to losing control over her destiny, and the tight schedule leaves her with no way to adjust.

It’s still a little late!

If someone had been able to clear this mystery half a year earlier, we wouldn't have ended up like this...

Just as I was daydreaming, the phone hanging around my neck started vibrating.

When I picked it up, I saw that it was from my agent Zhang Hong.

"Auntie, have you thought of the copy for your album cover? The publishing house and the platform have urged you several times!" Zhang Hong's voice sounded a little anxious.

Xu Lingyue sighed tiredly and said, "Just come up with one at random, it doesn't matter."

"You are so lazy!" Zhang Hong said unhappily, "The more ordinary the album is, the more decent and detailed these surface works should be. We can't be perfunctory about this anymore!"

Xu Lingyue burst into laughter when she heard this.

No matter how pretty the packaging is, it’s still a pile of chocolate-flavored shit!
The more fancy it looks on the surface, the more disappointed you will be when you taste it, and then you will become angry...

"Anyway, the document must be submitted within three days. You can handle it yourself!" Zhang Hong hung up the phone directly.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Xu Lingyue felt physically and mentally exhausted.

How can I come up with a suitable cover page copy when I am so upset?

Looking for help?

The first person she thought of was Teacher Zhou.

But after thinking about it again, I immediately gave up the idea.

With Mr. Zhou's current reputation, it is no exaggeration to say that every word he says is worth a thousand gold.

It's already a bit unfair to him to put "Red Bean" in this inferior album that is destined to have no "money prospects", so how can we continue to ruin his copy?
I don't even have the face to talk to him about this!

Who else can I look for?
Zhou Hao?

His writing style is also very good, so he should be able to do the job.

But the problem remains: it's a bit of a rip-off to ask him to write the copy for this low-quality album.

I want fame, too! As she was struggling with her worries, the clock on the wall reached twelve o'clock due north.

October 10th, midnight.

Ding--

The series of Fetion alert tones almost became one long sound.

When I opened it, I saw that they were all birthday wishes.

There are relatives, friends, colleagues, and fellow students...

Zhang Hong, who had just had an argument, also sent a congratulatory text message as soon as possible.

Xu Lingyue responded to the thanks one by one, but there was no smile on her face.

This birthday is not a happy one.

The last person in the message queue was Zhou Hao, whom she had just mentioned.

When I opened the chat box, there was an animated picture of "Happy Birthday", which was very festive.

Xu Lingyue also replied with a "thank you" emoticon, and had no intention of chatting further.

However, just as he was about to swipe the screen to exit, Zhou Hao sent another message: "I heard that you are scratching your head for the copywriting of the album?"

After a pause, Xu Lingyue typed back, "How do you know?"

Zhou Hao: "Your agent told me. She asked me to help look into it."

Xu Lingyue: “…”

She is really rude!
"The name of your album this time is "Red Bean", right?"

"Correct."

"Has the copy been finalized?"

"not yet."

After the conversation was stagnant for half a minute, four lines of poetry appeared in the chat box.

After just one look, Xu Lingyue sat up instantly, her face full of surprise.

"Red beans are born in southern China, and a few branches are born in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. "

With only twenty words, it seems unremarkable at first reading. It has neither magnificent artistic conception nor colorful rhetoric. It is very ordinary.

But if you take a closer look, you will immediately find that these short twenty words already have a sense of refinement that returns to simplicity and nature, which is somewhat similar to the style of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

This kind of poetry, which expresses the poet's feelings directly without any unnecessary embellishment, leaves a lingering aftertaste on the lips and teeth.

And it is obvious that the lovesickness here is not limited to the love between young boys and girls, but can almost extend to all emotions, which is quite grand.

She herself spends all day thinking about composing music and lyrics, so she naturally knows what this skill means!
It’s ridiculous that there are still people who laugh at his poor writing skills?
Ah.

If this poem were put on an album cover...

It will be stunning, that's 100% certain, no doubt about it!

Even...she felt guilty for putting such verses on such a poor quality album.

A pearl is thrown into the dark!
I didn’t expect Zhou Hao’s poetic talent to be…

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Suddenly, two monsters with amazing poetic talent appeared, and they both happened to have the last name Zhou. Could it be that...

After recalling and proofreading the information between the two, she shook her head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Think too much!

Needless to say, the two people's previous life trajectories did not match up. One was busy teaching, and the other was busy writing novels. They were not on the same channel at all.

Just take the time when I went to lobby Guo Chen. When Teacher Zhou sent a FeiXin message, Zhou Hao was clearly right next to him!
It's impossible to have a clone, right?
And the most important point is, since Mr. Zhou is determined to remain anonymous, how could he possibly change his identity and come out to carry out activities?
What is he planning?
Isn't this sick?

In other words, it was purely a coincidence.

So are people with the surname Zhou all particularly talented?
Does this surname have any special bloodline BUFF?

While I was daydreaming, Fetion rang again, "These four sentences should be okay as your album copy, right?"

I was so busy daydreaming that I forgot to reply!
Xu Lingyue slapped her forehead and immediately typed: "This is really a waste of talent. Thank you!"

"You're welcome." Zhou Hao replied, "I don't know what to give you for your birthday, so I just typed a few words as a gift for you. Don't mind if you despise me."

dislike?
Xu Lingyue was so angry that she laughed.

Not only are their poetic talents similar, but even their ability to irritate people is almost the same!
Is this also a common trait among Zhou people?
(End of this chapter)

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