Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Without saying anything more, Zhou Qi nodded gently at Lin Ruixue beside him, "Wife, please get me a piece of paper and a pen."

Lin Ruixue was a little worried, she could also feel the undercurrents around her.

Managing a team is not easy, and making everyone convinced is even more difficult.

She was afraid that Zhou Qi was too confident, but when she saw Zhou Qi's soothing eyes, she calmed down again.

Soon, paper and pen were handed to Zhou Qi. He lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, picked up the pen and began to write quickly:

“The masters practice profound skills, while the common people gamble on winning or losing in mahjong.

The same wind blows in the same direction, and everyone has their own destiny.

The good or bad of the cards reflects the spirit, which is arranged by heaven or nature.

It’s not easy for a novice to grasp the aura, but an experienced person has it all figured out.”

This is a rap song with Chinese style elements.

Having heard it a few times before on streaming, he couldn’t remember the lyrics, but he was still able to improvise them.

After finishing a cigarette, Zhou Qi smiled and handed the lyrics to Wang Fei. Wang Fei took it and looked at it, but he didn't seem too surprised, because he had already seen Zhou Qi's strength.

"What tune is this?" Wang Fei asked.

Zhou Qi thought about it, pointed to the middle section, and tapped the table with his fingers, as if simulating the sound of mahjong tiles.

According to the old rules, Wang Fei sang along with his feelings:

"The quality of the cards... affects... your demeanor..."

Is it fate or just letting it flow? Everyone present was stunned by this question. In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, a song was born?

This is incredible! If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.

Not only are the lyrics well-written, but the melody is also so completely conceived, and this style is unheard of in the market, and as musicians they are well aware of how innovative it is.

This is so magical and completely beyond common sense.

The one who was most shocked was Lin Ruixue. She had never heard Zhou Qi sing at home, but she was already astonished by the talent he displayed at the last clothing mall opening.

It’s still unbelievable to see him composing songs so effortlessly.

Wang Fei smiled and commented: "This song is pretty good. Although it's not my cup of tea, I still give you a thumbs up." Then he threw out an 80,000 card.

Zhou Qi smiled and pushed down the cards in his hand. It was just a small win, not a big deal.

The main purpose of playing cards this time is to let everyone relax, after all, everyone has been very busy during this period.

Afterwards, Zhou Qi handed the lyrics to the group of creators and said, "Find some time to compose the music for this song."

Then he said to Shi Feijie: "After we have selected the artists, we will see who is the most suitable to sing this piece and include it in the album."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." Shi Feijie nodded in agreement and glanced at the creators who were still watching the lyrics.

The surprised looks on their faces said it all.

This is the message Zhou Qi wanted to convey: What qualifications do you have to question me? Just wait and see how I will convince you.

In fact, he didn't need to do anything at all. Both the creators and other staff were completely impressed at this moment.

In an improvisation night, Zhou Qi conquered everyone present with his talent, and his name will be passed down as a legend from now on. As night fell, everyone sat around a table, enjoying the steaming hot pot with constant laughter.

After the meal, everyone looked at Zhou Qi with admiration, and no one dared to question him anymore.

Several music creators couldn't wait to compose new songs, while Wang Fei wanted to play a few rounds of mahjong with Zhou Qi.

But considering that it was getting late and everyone needed to rest early, Wang Fei gave up the idea and went to find Shi Feijie and the others to continue having fun.

Zhou Qi declined the kind offers from several friends and left the company with his girlfriend Lin Ruixue.

On the way home, there were sporadic snowflakes floating in the sky. Although it was mid-March, the temperature was warmer than in the severe winter. The snowflakes began to melt as they fell in mid-air, turning into crystal points that sparkled charmingly under the lights.

Lin Ruixue and Zhou Qi smiled as they walked in the snow, strolling in this romantic snow scene, feeling this rare warmth and poetry. As they walked, Lin Ruixue glanced at Zhou Qi several times, her eyes full of appreciation.

Noticing the object's gaze, Zhou Qi asked gently, "What's the matter?"

"I like to see you writing songs." Lin Ruixue said softly, "How do you do it?"

Faced with this question, Zhou Qi smiled and asked back: "Do you really think I wrote those songs?"

Lin Ruixue was stunned, puzzled: If it wasn't him, then who could it be? She witnessed the whole process with her own eyes.

Looking at the subject's confused expression, Zhou Qi explained: "In fact, these melodies have always been hidden deep in my memory. Whenever they are performed through different voices, they seem so moving.

But actually, I don’t know much about music, I just bring these future songs into the world ahead of time.”

“I don’t belong to this era,” he added.

Hearing this, Lin Ruixue couldn't help laughing. "No matter where these songs come from, since they emerged from your mind, they are your creations. You are really a person who can talk."

She responded playfully, their laughter echoing in the snowy night.

Lin Ruixue felt that Zhou Qi was teasing her. He had clearly come up with it himself, but he made it sound so mysterious.

However, the idea that popped out of her mind could indeed be considered her own creation. She could only blame herself for having a good memory.

Zhou Qi is a businessman who is good at converting everything he knows into value. As for other things, he doesn't care too much and won't bother about them.

Lin Ruixue looked at Zhou Qi in the snow and said with a smile, "You are a genius who doesn't understand music. Now when you see the snowflakes flying all over the sky, what kind of melody and song will ring in your mind?"

Zhou Qi looked up at the falling snowflakes and hummed softly in a low and magnetic voice:

"Snow... piece by piece... piece by piece, piecing together our fate. My love is born because of you, and your touch makes my heart ache. Snow... piece by piece... quietly drifting in the air... Spring is coming, but I will no longer exist..."

Lin Ruixue stopped walking. Such singing sounded particularly moving in the snow. The lyrics were simple, but they deeply touched her heart.

"What's the name of this song?" Lin Ruixue asked.

"The Snowman." Zhou Qi replied.

Lin Ruixue raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, and asked softly: "Why do you sound so sad? What are you thinking about?"

In fact, Zhou Qi didn’t think about anything, it was just the snow scene in front of him that made him sing the song naturally.

Seeing his partner's worry, he smiled and said, "Many songs about snow are sad. For example, this one: The snow fell so deeply, so seriously, reflecting the traces of me lying in the snow..."