Entertainment: My Game Life

"I......."

After thinking about it the day before, He Yunji couldn't think of Fang Yuan's weakness.

Seeing Fang Yuan want to laugh and hold back, his mouth bulged.

At this time, He Yunji said: "If you don't say it, I will be angry and I will ignore you again."

"Humph."

Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing suddenly.

"Are you still laughing at me?" He Yun said dissatisfied.

"No, no." Fang Yuan quickly denied.

"I have received professional training, no matter how funny things are, I won't laugh, unless I can't help it."

After speaking, Fang Yuan laughed out loud completely.

However, seeing He Yunji's vision of killing people, Fang Yuan hurriedly stopped.

In fact, Fang Yuan has already thought about his website

There is a song which can be set as the music of the website.

Even if it is a website, I have to make a theme song.

"Now, I came up with a new song, would you like to see it?" Fang Yuan scratched his head and said cautiously.

He Yunji raised his mouth and looked squint with a defensive look on his face.

I'm afraid I'm showing a flaw.

Even if you want to lose, you can't lose too simply.

At least hold on.

"This song is also very good, don't worry, I had a perfect score in my composition back then, and I was afraid that I could not write it well?"

After all, this song was written by Fang Yuan, and Fang Yuan must have the final interpretation right.

Fang Yuan explained how he wanted to explain it. He said that he created it for the illustrations. If they don’t recognize it, Fang Yuan, who thinks it is a love song, can also explain his love for illustrations.

And some excellent illustrations can also give people a different feeling.

It is hopeful, optimistic, and full of color.

Uh, not the color in your alike.

He still remembered that some of the illustrations in the previous life had reflections and were more profound.

One is the icy building outside the window, the building is black in tone, the dark clouds in the sky are black, the exhaust gas is polluted, and the sky looks very dark.

And a young girl outside the window looked out of the window. The scenery outside the window was painted on the wall. The portrait on the wall is a blue sky with a group of white clouds, the grass is growing luxuriantly, and the butterflies fly out from the wall. .

Another is of a child riding a bicycle with a bamboo pole in his hand. The sunlight printed his shadow on the wall.

The image on the wall changed. A teenager was riding a horse, picked up the spear in his hand, and rushed toward him with a face of death.

"Don't think I will believe you." He Yunji said in disbelief.

"One flower has one world, one leaf has one bodhi, and a painting is also a world, are you interested in knowing?" Fang Yuan said, catching He Yunji's appetite.

"What kind of song?" He Yunji's tone began to loosen.

Ugh.

Tang Siyi and Jiang Xinyu sighed at the same time.

Both looked at He Yunji, hoping she could ask.

Unexpectedly, I was the same as myself, so I was attacked soon.

They felt that their distance seemed to be shortened a lot.

Pitiful for the same sickness, don't you?

However, boys are generally more careless, and Fang Yuan did not pay attention to their expressions at the moment.

"A song about illustration works, I want to use it as the exclusive music for the website, what do you think, are you interested?" Fang Yuan said.

Jiang Xinyu had just eaten a bite of rice at this time, and when he heard Fang Yuan's words, his mouth opened wide, and the rice in his mouth was still exposed.

"No, Mr. Fang just thought of building an illustration website today. It's only a few hours now that he has come up with all the music. Genius is not like that. Let people not live."

Jiang Xinyu swallowed the food from his mouth and calmed down the excitement in his heart.

After all, this is unbelievable.

Jiang Xinyu felt that nothing would be the same.

Apart from worship, I still worship.

But He Yunji didn't know this.

He pressed a face firmly on his face and told himself that he couldn't laugh.

The joy in the heart should not be shown on his face, and he should be mature, or he would be looked down upon by Fang Yuan.

It's just that when He Yunji spoke to Fang Yuan, he broke his skills in an instant.

The unhappiness before, has long been forgotten, only a look of joy.

"Don't take it out quickly." He Yunji urged hastily.

"Don't worry, it hasn't been written yet." Fang Yuan said.

"Well, if this song pleases me, I won't be angry with you."

Looking at He Yunji's words, it seemed that he had been wronged so much, and he made this decision just as courageously.

"Don't worry, you are satisfied."

Fang Yuan naturally has this nature. After all, the two worlds are very different, but they are also very small. People who have the same root and have the same root and have no reason for the previous life like it, but people in this world don't like it.

Besides, Fang Yuan would not copy bad songs.

Nonsence.

Fang Yuan would not write bad songs.

I can't smash my own sign.

Fangyuan exports must be fine products.

It is a pity that He Yunji already has a contracted company, and he is extremely good to the company, otherwise Fang Yuan really wants to sign He Yunji under his company.

It seems that if I wanted to bring the game company back, the system opened the game option.

After the establishment of the company, the system opened the exclusive company BUFF.

After signing an actor, the system opened the script store.

Maybe, if you sign another singer, it is very likely that a song market will appear.

The previous web dramas have been filmed for so many days, so they should have taken off.

Fang Yuan thought of the actor and a director he had signed before, and he didn't know how they were shooting recently.

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Return the time to half an hour.

Shao Hua has gone home.

He took out the key to open the door, but he was a little hesitant when he was about to open the door. Today's shooting was not smooth. He always felt that there was something missing in the shot, but he never caught it.

Is it really not suitable to be a director? Shao Hua couldn't help but fell into self-doubt.

The mood that surged in an instant reminded me of the first time I met Fang Yuan before.

He doesn't want to ask for anything now, he just hopes to shoot the script Fang Yuan gave him, and shoot it with his greatest strength, so as to end his dream.

He once again remembered what happened before, and even now his old man still looks down on him.

"You are at this age, and you don't have a serious career. Do you plan to eat soft food for a lifetime for your nihilistic dreams?"

This voice often appeared in Shao Hua's mind.

Although Shao Hua has realized his dream and has been working hard, what's the use?

People only value results.

Shao Hua also wants to make achievements, but how easy is it?

Up to now, he still depends on his wife's work to make ends meet, and his heart is full of guilt for his wife.

At this time, the door opened.

However, it was not Shao Hua who opened it, but his wife opened it from the inside. She was about to go out and lie down.