The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 457 The Exploitative Boss
Yang Yelang watched Li Changan write a book with his brush, but the brushwork he used was in Yan style and running script. Judging from the man's calligraphy level, he is already swaying freely and forming a family of his own.

He also looked at the music score written by Li Changan, and it turned out to be written in ancient music. The Chinese characters written in Gongshangjiao Zhengyu's five tunes are very complicated. Yang Yelang thought he was a little accomplished in Chinese studies, but seeing this I can't help but admire and feel ashamed of the complicated Chinese character score.

You must know that when Yang Yelang was learning Taoism in the mountains, he liked to study some traditional culture in his spare time, so he had the confidence to be Li Changan's assistant.

Although he kept reminding himself that being Li Changan's assistant was to better study this enemy, but now he was gradually immersed in the score written by Li Changan.

After Li Changan finished writing the score, he swiped his pen to write the lyrics.

The popular songs in the Tang Dynasty were actually some poems sung at that time, which is also the reason why Tang poetry flourished among the people at that time.

The lyrics Li Changan wrote at this time is the classic work of the poet Li Bai - "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain".

"All the birds fly high, and the lone cloud wanders alone, never tired of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain..."

Li Changan finished writing the lyrics, blew on the rice paper, and said to Yang Yelang, "The Yanle of Tang Dynasty is different from the courtly music. This song was very popular at that time. It changes four times, sings it four times in a row, and repeats the tune differently each time..."

He said in a deep voice, but Yang Yelang felt a little unconfident: "You, you really want me to adapt it into a modern pop song?"

Li Changan smiled faintly: "Why, if you can't do it, just say so, don't be embarrassed."

Yang Yelang suddenly charged with anger: "Who says I can't do it, just wait, I will definitely correct it for you before class tomorrow!"

Li Changan smiled: "Then I will wait for your good news."

Saying that he went out and left.

Yang Yelang rolled up his sleeves, held the lyrics in his hands, read them carefully, and then turned on the computer to check the information. He understood all these complicated tunes and translated them into modern staffs before he sat on the futon. Sitting down and thinking.

Li Changan had already walked outside, and Shen Mengxun came with Yang Yelang's resume, seeing his relaxed look, he couldn't help asking: "Your assistant, Yang Yelang, how does it feel?"

Li Changan turned his head to look at the office, and could vaguely see Yang Yelang busy in front of the computer. He couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "What a good assistant and teacher. He has unlimited potential and is worth exploiting."

Shen Mengxun handed him his resume, and was taken aback when he heard the words: "Exploitation? What are you going to exploit him for?"

Li Changan smiled: "It's rare that you gave me a free laborer. Of course I will exploit his time and energy."

Shen Mengxun covered her mouth and laughed: "You are too bad, but that Yang Yelang has a quick mind and looks very smart, can you exploit him?"

Li Changan smiled slightly: "Look at it, I am a boss who is very good at oppressing his subordinates."

He left in a good mood. The competition with Japan's Sakura High School was the "Four Arts and Three Ways". .

This Shen Mengxun has long said that although it is an eventful time now, Li Changan is not willing to delay Senlan's major events. The so-called "Future Talent Plan" and the mysterious consortium that can control the world's top private high schools are all worth studying. of.

Shen Mengxun returned to the office and looked at a pair of calligraphy and paintings boredly, still thinking about what Li Changan said just now.

She went out to have a look from time to time, it was really strange, the newly recruited Guoxue assistant Yang Yelang, who was still in the probationary period, really never left the office, until it was dark at night, the lights in Li Changan's office were still on. Yang Yelang could be seen walking up and down the room.

When Shen Mengxun came home, he was still busy.

"It's really weird, did Li Changan brainwash that Yang Yelang..." Shen Mengxun shook his head and smiled, feeling strange in his heart.

At this time, Li Chang'an came to An Bo's apartment, which he hadn't returned to for a long time.

It's a pity that the current owner of this apartment is working hard in his office, but he is leisurely looking at beautiful women.

Yang Zhiwei opened the door and saw him, and jumped up in surprise: "Brother Li, you, you are finally here."

Li Changan walked in with a smile: "You said it as if I would never come."

Yang Zhiwei was really afraid of this, but now he hastily poured tea and beat his legs, looking very pitiful.

And Yang Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, was no longer the rebellious look she used to be. She hadn't taken care of her hair for a long time, and she came over obediently at this time, bringing fruit snacks to Li Changan.

Li Changan then called Lan Ruo and the gold medal manager Cai Cai.

After a while, not only Lan Ruo and Cai Cai came, but even Fang Jingya rushed over quietly.

After Yang Zhiwei asked, he found out that they had opened a studio for Lan Ruo, and immediately asked to join.

Li Changan called these girls here because of the "Asia's Rising Star Generation" audition that started recording this weekend.

Now that Yang Zhiwei is also clamoring to join this humble "Chang'an Studio", Cai Cai is of course very happy. She has been busy with the preparations for the draft these days, and it is too hard to get the qualifications of the studio. Yes, Zhiwei came to help, even if it was just doing some logistical work, it would make her a lot easier.

Li Changan patted the table: "Come over here."

A group of girls sat obediently next to him, even the carpet was full, it looked like concubines serving the emperor.

Li Changan knocked on the table again: "Cai Cai, I'm not here for a few days, have you settled on Lan Ruo's repertoire, backup dancers, and make-up?"

Cai Cai rubbed his head: "Everything else is easy to say, but the repertoire is not easy to get. In this audition, you can choose singing and dancing as two talents, but singing has a better chance. But I have seen the video of the audition. The judges They seem to be more sure about original songs and prefer them."

Cover songs have the advantages of cover singing, especially in the recording of stage talent shows, cover songs can quickly stimulate the familiarity of the audience, and also allow the judges and teachers to feel the characteristics of the contestants as soon as possible.

But original singers are like treasures to the current Chinese pop music scene, there are really too few, and the prospects for development are definitely better.

It can be said that cover songs become popular quickly, but they also disappear quickly. From the obscurity of several champions of The Voice of China, it can be seen that only those singers who release their new albums soon can stay in the entertainment industry for a long time.

Li Chang'an told everyone about these things, and all the girls nodded secretly. They didn't expect this uncle to be so knowledgeable about the entertainment industry.

Cai Cai said: "I also thought of this, so I found a lot of contacts and got an original song for Lan Ruo. Then we can spend some money and buy the copyright. What do you think?"

She said and took out a USB flash drive: "Today I took Lan Ruo to record a demo, listen to it?"

Li Changan nodded, and after a while, Lan Ruo's singing sounded.

Although it was just a demo without any soundtrack, Lan Ruo's singing still conquered the group of girls, and Cai Cai hummed along, with a proud face.

Li Changan kept frowning, and after listening to the demo, in the expectant eyes of the girls, he said lightly: "Trash!"

(End of this chapter)