It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

The director was a little embarrassed.

His eyes dodge.

Minister Zhou felt strange, but still smiled and greeted him, expecting a good answer.

The director spoke hesitantly, "Zhuo Wen from the Film and Television Department is on field duty recently."

Minister Zhou immediately replied: "This is normal! After all, it is a film and television production, and it is expected to be on the set every day."

Licking his lips, Minister Zhou still stared at the director for a moment.

The director is surrounded by young people, and he will lose face if he lies.

Just be brave and tell the truth directly:

"What Zhuo Wen means is that Tournesol has a dubbing project for a movie recently."

"They originally wanted to find TT, but it's a pity that he suddenly left the retreat."

"After three teams of people were recruited, the feeling of the dubbing was not as good as the character should have... so the big boss also gave the word and told Tournesol not to do anything but to dub the original soundtrack of the movie first."

"After all, the movie has already been scheduled for this year's Spring Festival. Catching up with that is more important than anything else!"

After the director finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Minister Zhou anymore.

Minister Zhou still felt a little awkward.

"Then this doesn't affect Sister Zhuo Wen's message to Tournesol and send us the electronic version of the score!"

It was the person behind the director who answered.

"Teacher TT's house was robbed, and all the disks were stolen."

"The big boss asked Teacher TT if he had saved manuscripts in the cloud, and TT said yes."

"So if you want to retrieve the electronically scanned versions of all the music scores, you need to go through TT's previous chat records one by one. After so many years and so many songs, it's not like you don't know how productive Teacher TT is!"

The director also had an apologetic face.

Minister Zhou felt his heart palpitate after hearing this.

He couldn't help but sigh, "It's really terrible!"

"Who says it's not the case!" The unknown sorter behind him also sighed.

It was Minister Xie who couldn't stand it when he saw that Lao Zhou had been "lazy" for a long time.

A roar: "Come back to work!"

"If you can't play anymore, come back and sort them out. If your hands are strong, go back and continue playing and dividing!"

"People are rushing to meet deadlines, and we are also rushing to meet deadlines."

"If you can't even sort out the music scores, you won't have to do other things!"

These are angry words.

But it just interrupted the sighs and boos at the door of the conference room.

The people from the Secretariat still looked at each other apologetically, said comfort, and...

It’s like going home for the Chinese New Year!

Get off work, get off work!

If you don’t get off work now, when will you stay?

In the conference room.

Minister Zhou bent down and picked up the two lines of music manuscript paper that someone had spread out to the door.

He stared at it for a while.

Found Hua Dian!

These pieces of paper are somewhat different from other manuscript papers that are music scores.

It should be Tournesol's first draft.

He guessed that when Tournesol was doing preliminary sorting in the morning, he was in a "beautiful" mood and one of them slipped in unnoticed.

Look at the slightly thicker paper and the slightly different writing style from other fonts.

In the middle of writing, I stopped and drew an illustration of a corn cob pattern.

Minister Zhou intuitively believed that this should have been created recently.

Stack these scores, which also include some inspirational snippets of lines, in the order he perceives.

The intern came over.

"Sister Ting asked me to bring her the paper she just spread here."

Minister Zhou thought that Ating had other similar drafts.

Holding the first draft in his hands, he raised his feet and headed over.

When Ating saw the minister coming, panic flashed across her face.

He spoke with some blame:

"Why does Qingqing bother the minister with such a simple matter?"

Even though she didn't say forgiving, Ating still took the original manuscript handed over by Minister Zhou with both hands.

Minister Zhou looked around and didn't see anything similar, so he was a little confused:

"I thought you picked up some more!"

Ating mentally scolded the intern for ruining her job.

She originally thought... Since Tournesol didn't know if anything was lost, even the electronic version couldn't be found.

This manuscript just happened to sneak in. She went to the bathroom just now and checked that there were no similar lyrics to the song on the Internet. If that was the case, she accepted it!

Then change the lyrics and fine-tune the melody, and you can sell it for a lot of money!

So she deliberately laid the manuscripts out at the door, thinking that she would steal the manuscripts out unnoticed later under the pretext of going to the bathroom!

I didn’t expect that an intern could screw this up!

Ating's expression was not good.

Minister Zhou thought that the person was working too hard to clean up the music, so he didn't answer his question.

comforted:

"I think this is well written."

"Did they play it?"

"I want to hear it. If possible, doesn't Lao Xie have a work order for a movie and TV theme song that has been stuck for a long time? I think if I change the lyrics, it will be no problem to submit that work order!"

Minister Zhou's voice was not quiet when he said this.

Minister Xie naturally heard it.

I was about to say that you were lazy again, but my words immediately stuck in my mouth.

Everyone in Minister Xie's small department also stopped what they were doing.

Is there such a good thing?

Once this work order is completed, their quarterly reports can be written beautifully and their bonuses can be looked forward to!

Minister Xie strode over.

The others followed quickly.

Ating's face couldn't tell whether it was more red or white.

Think hard.

Finally, at the moment when the original manuscript was taken away by Minister Xie, I thought of the words:

"This is what I see in this pile."

"I just wanted to look through it again. If there are any, I'll put a bunch of them together."

Minister Zhou was still talking stupidly:

"I just took a look and it's quite complete!"

“Maybe there’s a complete version of it in the sheet music we haven’t played yet, or in the rough draft of an unknown song we didn’t know before!”

Hope to add another 10%!

Minister Xie only glanced at it quickly.

He rushed towards the electronic piano in three steps and two steps at a time.

When your fingers touch the piano keys, your whole person's temperament rises.

It's true that he is the son of a piano family.

Although there are many places in the score, simpler symbols are used to replace repeated fragments.

However, with their strong memory and the quick eyesight and quick hands of the team members, they were able to hand over the music scores and cooperate with them with a high degree of tacit understanding.

In the end, Minister Xie played the entire piece in the conference room with a very good degree of completion!

The intern wanted to join in the fun and cheers.

But Leng Bulingding looked into the resentful eyes of his senior instructor.

Those eyes seemed to cut her into pieces.