Reverse Popularity

In the past few days, Yu Ziyao spent most of his time at home in the study, during which time Qi Zhuo would be pushed out if he wanted to go in. The reason was: "I can't work well when you are here."

This statement is quite new. Is it true that he is holding several reports in his hand? It is the first time for the CEO to be pushed out in the name of "interrupting work" when facing his children who are suddenly busy. Qi Zhuo couldn't help laughing immediately Come: "You are quite busy, little star."

Yu Ziyao replied straightforwardly: "I'm not making money for you." The money earned by the artists under HW is indeed Qi Zhuo's profit. This statement is true, although he is not short of such money. ...

"Oh, have you learned how to support your family now?" Qi Zhuo stood at the door, unable to move like a pillar.

"That's right, hurry up, don't delay me earning money to support you." Yu Ziyao opened his mouth to run the train quickly, but the roots of his ears turned red strangely.

This time Qi Zhuo didn't bother him anymore, he carried the documents and went to the small study next door.

There are two study rooms in the apartment, one has more books, and the other is mainly used for serious work, with a relatively large space.The study room where Yu Ziyao is usually used by Qi Zhuo to work. It has a desk, a small tea table, a sofa and so on. It is very spacious, and it is more than enough for two people to stay in it. Come in—because he is changing a single.

Speaking of which, the news that this song will be released has been released for a long time, but due to various reasons, the plan has been postponed. As a result, after finally returning to work, Yu Ziyao made a request to change the lyrics before entering the recording studio.

Not only Zhen Ping, but even the sound engineer next to her were taken aback: "How much should I change?"

"All."

"All?!" The man took off the earphones on the spot, his eyes staring like two copper bells.

Zhen Ping felt her head was in a daze for a while, dragged Yu Ziyao into the corridor and began to scold: "Yu Ziyao, do you really think you are a master? Don't say that you don't have any works that can be sold now, even top-notch singers I dare not take such a big idea by myself!" She was so angry that her neck was red.

"No, Sister Zhenping, I know I'm at fault for this." Yu Ziyao was at fault for this matter, and he clasped his hands together to apologize, "But I suddenly felt that the lyrics didn't quite make sense, and didn't quite match the song itself. .”

"Why do you call it unsuitable? Tell me! Eric said that there is no problem. He and his team have shown you so many times. Now that the final version is finalized, you tell me that you don't think it is suitable? Why did you go?" A series of questions were like cannonballs, hitting Yu Ziyao's brain with pain.

"I know, but it's just changing the lyrics, soon..."

"You still have the nerve to use the word 'just'!"

When the two of them were in a stalemate in the corridor outside the recording studio, a male voice suddenly came from the side: "Let me see." The two turned their heads in unison.

The person who came was Eric, the producer of this single, and the competent staff of HW Music Department.

Or there is a reason why the gangsters on the Internet kept talking about Yu Ziyao's backing. On the one hand, Yu Ziyao had been "upright" on stage before and was easier to attract gangsters than ordinary people; on the other hand, it was also because he The resources you get are too good to be envied.

Now, the whole circle knows that Yu Ziyao was officially placed under Zhen Ping's banner, and the team that the boy arranged for this single is all the top figures in the circle, even a blind person knows that HW is dead I want to praise Yu Ziyao.

Originally, Yu Ziyao thought that such a famous musician as Eric must have a bad temper, but he didn't expect that this person is unexpectedly easy to get along with - as long as your music can be appreciated by him, then he will be more tolerant of you .

At this moment, compared to Zhen Ping, who is like a lioness, Eric, who looks calm and calm, seems to be more talkative. Yu Ziyao went directly to his producer without any backbone: "Eric! I told you before that this song I always feel that the lyrics are not so tasteful, and I suddenly thought of something in the middle of the night last night, so I wrote it down quickly, you have a look!" He held up a crumpled piece of paper in his hand and stuffed it into Eric's arms.

The man took it out slowly and looked at it for a while, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and lit it between his fingers, but he didn't smoke.

The red sparks receded a little bit, and the ashes were too long to last, and fell from the cigarette butt.

Standing by the side, Yu Ziyao felt a little heartbroken.

He is very confident, but he is still nervous when he really hands over the work to a professional senior. He is afraid that Eric will say that although this song is good, it is not to the point where it needs to be changed-after all, changing the lyrics means that many previous works have to be changed. The steps need to be repeated, such as the need to change the music, etc., although not completely overturned, the workload is still not small.

"Change it, fill in the lyrics and give me the file again." The man extinguished the cigarette in his hand, "Take this crumpled paper back, after all, you are still a young doll, and I don't think it's shabby."

Yu Ziyao was overjoyed and thanked with a grin.

After staying up all night, I finally packed up the work documents and sent them out by email the next day. The name of the new song is "Wild Paradise". It is no longer a bitter love song, but tells about a world after the decline of human civilization. Search for the lost civilization paradise in the wild.

It's a bit mysterious, a bit secondary, but Yu Ziyao likes this new lyrics very much.

He waited and waited for the mailbox, and finally got Eric's reply: "Received, very good, I will wait for the studio to re-record on Saturday."

Yu Ziyao excitedly whispered "Yeah", and then collapsed on the bed in the master bedroom, sleeping unconscious.

When Qi Zhuo came in, he had such a picture of a sleeping beauty during the day. He looked at Yu Ziyao's slightly blue chin, and carefully rubbed it with his fingers.

When I grow up, I know that I have worked hard.

While Qi Zhuo was happy for him, he also felt a little distressed.He walked lightly to the front of the table and pressed the switch of the curtain, and the curtain was slowly closed, leaving only a small gap in the middle, through which the sunlight shone on the table, separating light and dark.

Qi Zhuo's gaze was in the place where the sun shines, and saw a small corner of Yu Ziyao's handwritten lyrics, which emerged from the bottom of the notebook. The chorus part of the lyrics: "In the wilderness, I am looking for the lost direction. Between the world, You are my radiance."

The man narrowed his eyes, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned around and left the room as if he didn't see anything.

Yu Ziyao sniffled in his sleep. He dreamed of a field of flowers, with butterflies fluttering in it, and the fragrance of flowers blowing in the wind. The back of the man was not far in front of him. As long as he kept running, he would be fine. To catch the sun in the sky.