The public enemy of the whole people is king in the entertainment industry

The two returned to Room E. As soon as Lin Qu turned on the computer, a message from Zhang Xuanyi came: Do you have a beat?

Lin Qu packaged his resource pool and sent it over, Xiao Chuyan stood behind him and watched: "You are so generous and gave it all to him?"

Lin Qu turned his head and glanced up at him. Without saying a word, he opened the chat box with him, dragged the compressed package in and clicked send.

The phone vibrated, and Xiao Chuyan took it out to look at it: "That's not what I meant... Tsk, forget it."

After a while, Zhang Xuanyi came over and knocked on the door, saying that the download file was too slow, and asked Lin Qu to play it directly.Lin Qu opened the folder, pushed Xiao Chuyan to the side, and the two moved together, leaving the rightmost position for Zhang Xuanyi to stand and do it by himself.

Zhang Xuanyi dragged his broken leg a few steps forward, bent over and leaned in front of the computer, Xiao Chuyan looked at his injured leg with his toes on the ground, and thought to himself what kind of hospitality this is, and Lin Qu is also good enough.

The audio files were played one by one, and Lin Qu sat next to Zhang Xuanyi and stared at the computer seriously. Because of his mild myopia, his eyes were faint.

Zhang Xuanyi rested his left hand on his knee. If he got tired of this posture, he would change it. He raised his arm to rest on the table, and supported his chin with his palm.

Xiao Chuyan saw that Lin Qu was getting closer to Zhang Xuanyi, and also smelled the faint scent of cologne wafting from Zhang Xuanyi's wrist. This big scumbag turned his head from time to time to pretend to listen attentively, Xiao Chuyan couldn't see it , moved a chair for him to sit down, and reminded him: "Other people's boyfriends can't see it."

Lin Qu finally came back to his senses, and consciously stood up a little further away from Zhang Xuanyi, while Zhang Xuanyi sneered at him.

Zhang Xuanyi borrowed a pen and paper to write it down quickly after listening, tore up the paper and left, leaving Lin Qu and Xiao Chuyan in a strange embarrassment.

Xiao Chuyan was the first to break the silence, and said, "Now I can finally be your dinosaur. Let me see how far you have gotten behind my back."

Lin Qu: "What accent do you speak?"

Lin Qu got up, wired up the instruments and synthesizer, and started to play around bored. Xiao Chuyan walked up to him and flicked a few times on the keyboard of the synthesizer. Lin Qu didn't stop him. Do dinosaurs, you can’t figure it out, can you? Do you want to add a sample of dinosaurs, or should we go home and watch "Jurassic Park"?"

Lin Qu snorted, the tone reminded Xiao Chuyan of Zhang Xuanyi, and then he laughed at him: "Can you stop being so unimaginative?"

Xiao Chuyan said nothing, put his hands in his pockets and walked away.

Lin Qu played around like this for a few hours, and recorded some things. In the evening, they went out to eat with Ta Lun and Wu Qing, and when they returned to the recording studio after dinner, Zhang Xuanyi's producer came and knocked on the door again.

Holding a laptop in his arms, with a joyful expression on his face, he put down the computer and turned on the demo. He looked at Lin Qu gratefully, and said, "This song is finally finalized. I didn't add anything in the end, so I just kept it as it is. Thank you all." You wake him up, otherwise he won't give up so easily. We are doing other songs now, Chen Dongqing, Fix, Mixian and Caoshan Mangmang are all here, why don't you come along too."

Lin Qu didn't have time to speak, the producer leaned into his ear: "Please, please help, the more you scold him, the faster you will be. After all, we are the boss, so we don't have much to say..."

It was strange to hear Lin Qu's chest, and before he could refuse, Zhang Yu closed the computer and dragged him out: "We are all old friends, everyone misses you very much, we can cooperate more in the future, come on .”

Lin Qu and Xiao Chuyan stood at the door of the recording studio, one more bored than the other, and they became two unhappy people, set off by Zhang Yu, who was behind them in a bright spring.

Zhang Xuanyi was quite pleasantly surprised. He raised his hands and waved towards them. The 6 extra people in the recording studio also followed up and greeted them warmly.

But soon, except for Zhang Xuanyi who was a smiling tiger, the other six people shut their mouths and backed away a little.

Because Lin Qu, who hadn't seen him for a few years, had turned into a cold face, refusing to accept anyone, and frowning tightly, he turned around and wanted to run in great resistance, but fortunately Zhang Yu stopped him at the door.

Everyone at Yunchi was colleagues back then, and they knew the relationship between Zhang Xuanyi and Lin Qu well.But when Lin Qu was wrongly slandered and criticized, no one came out to speak out, and when something happened to Yun Chi, Lin Qu asked them to jointly sue Pioneer, and no one was willing.

After many years, Lin Qu once again conquered the country, full of vigor, and has a recording studio named after his own band. The few of them just came to other people's lands to curry favor and greetings. This kind of hypocrites made them feel embarrassed.

As a result, not only did Lin Qu ignore them, but Xiao Chuyan also ignored them. For a while, several people were advancing and retreating.When Zhang Yu saw it, he hurried out to make a rescue. He pushed Lin Qu to go in: "Everyone give way, you don't have to be polite, what should you do... Oh, don't leave when you are here, since you are here Let it be safe..."

Xiao Chuyan followed gloomyly with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Xuanyi said that the song is a semi-finished product. It is true. Lin Qu said that there is no film, and it is also true. of semi-finished products.

Zhang Xuanyi sat on the piano bench with the shoebox between his feet, lying on his knees in a brain-congestive posture, picking up the crumpled waste paper, even toilet paper inside.

Others were chatting in twos and threes, holding instruments and playing together.I don't know if they have a job, but Zhang Xuanyi called them over, but he ended up smoothing the shoebox by himself.

Lin Qu and Xiao Chuyan sat on the sofa in the middle, with a black sweater and a white sweater, and two dead faces, like black and white impermanence urging death.They were staring at Zhang Xuanyi and between his feet, watching him pile up the waste paper into 6 categories on the ground, holding a thin napkin in his hand, with densely printed words on it, the smaller ones looked like tadpoles, and they were hesitating what these tadpoles wanted. Where to put it.

He raised his face and smiled at Lin Qu, and said, "I had the impression that these things could be recorded after they were sorted out, but it didn't seem to work, it was a bit messy."

Lin Qu put his hands on his chest and said sternly, "How long have you been saving this pile of toilet paper?"

Zhang Xuanyi said, "For about three years, I was constantly combining ideas in my head. I didn't touch the computer or the musical instrument. I was afraid of being taken away. My fingers have formed muscle memory. As soon as I touch the musical instrument, I go to the movements I'm used to. It's terrible. , I thought it would be better if I didn't practice for a few years..."

Xiao Chuyan changed his posture and raised his feet. He knew the reason why Lin Qu wrote songs without touching musical instruments. Compared with this kind of muscle memory, it was cultivated in decades of learning music and playing musical instruments when he was a child.He doesn't, he can't empathize with them, so he doesn't need to learn this way of writing songs at all, it's unnecessary.

Zhang Xuanyi, who was on the opposite side, began to think about it while tidying up: "Wow - I really wrote a lot of chords, and I wanted to do something different, but there are only 12 notes in total. No matter how I write them, others will use them badly. It's ugly, ah--it's really annoying, is there a way to make the ugly chords sound nice..."

Lin Qu said: "Is this the reason why you don't release an album?"

Zhang Xuanyi laughed, straightened up and tapped his old waist, and said, "Okay, I know, to add some seasoning to the chords, the chords on the bad street should also be thoughtfully adapted, and how to use the melody to improve the chords is also a place to show your level...you You are only three years older than me, why are you so old-fashioned like my dad."

Everyone noticed the sweet smile on Zhang Xuanyi's face and lowered the decibel.He seemed a little out of his mind, did Lin Qu say those words, did Lin Qu plan to say those words?Lin Qu started to watch the news with his mobile phone, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him, while Xiao Chuyan let out a sigh of relief, walked aside and picked up the guitar to play randomly.

Zhang Xuanyi's mood became very good. He stood up and stretched himself, and walked around the room. Just like the leader inspecting, he asked everyone: "Do you have any recommended chords recently? Share them."

Lin Qu got up and sat in front of the piano, bent down to pick up the score bullets he had put on the ground, while the others looked at Zhang Xuanyi, trying to judge his intentions when he said this, but no one answered.

Zhang Xuanyi used to be a stunned young man who was proud of his talents. Even if he held Yunchi shares and was the manager of the company in name, but because he was too young, he looked wild like a calf, and his talent and appearance He is also very cute, so everyone treats him like a little brother.

Until Jiri disbanded, he was still everyone's little brother, but everything changed in an instant, he disappeared and reappeared, and suddenly matured, mature enough to become another person completely.

Now Zhang Xuanyi looks approachable outside, but in the company he is serious and unsmiling. When he encounters important problems, he is a tyrant who speaks his mind, so no one dares to speak out to him, and no one dares to "guidance" his music.

Zhang Xuanyi waited for a few minutes but no one answered his words, but he was strong in heart, he didn't feel ashamed at all, he walked up to Lin Qu and said with a smile: "Hey, see, they don't like me now. "

The tyrant Zhang Xuanyi seems to have removed his mask as a superior these days. He communicated more with his subordinates at work, talked more nonsense about work, and became more approachable.

He also accused his subordinates: "You guys, talk small things in the company, saying that I didn't do anything, but I was thinking all the time, including when I was squatting in a tuba." , Picking up two fingers in disgust to show everyone.

Lin Qu sat in front of the piano, with the guitar at his feet, and the midi and drum machine behind him. He set up the microphone and was about to record another few pieces of toilet paper, so he held that thing in his hand.Looking at the smiling Zhang Xuanyi at this moment, one can imagine his expression.

For a moment, except for Xiao Chuyan, everyone else couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Xuanyi was slow in the early stage, but once the plan was made and started, it would be very fast. Speaking of which part to do first and then which part after the manuscript is sorted and entered, Lin Qu is doing the planning.Zhang Xuanyi didn't have such details and regulations. He was very busy with other affairs, and his songs were made intermittently. After a year or so of inspiration, he didn't feel it. He became very free-wheeling.

But now everything is smoother than expected, Lin Qu has put in a lot of effort, making Xiao Chuyan feel unbelievable, and everyone else is also in a good mood.

Xiao Chuyan hugged the guitar and stayed in the corner. While watching Zhang Xuanyi chatting with the producer, he walked to Lin Qu, who was occupying the piano, and said, "Repeat the first four chords, and any song will change." It's a good tune, the rules and symmetry are beautiful in themselves... lend me a play."

Lin Qu was sitting, and he stood up when he came. Zhang Xuanyi didn't give him a chance to go away, and ordered: "Please continue to play this chord... Let me demonstrate, if the rhythm of the first four chords is not equal, jump a little For a moment, like this...with the addition of a melody, it will become a famous song no matter what."

Zhang Xuanyi stood, Lin Qu sat down, obediently played the rhythmic chords, while Zhang Xuanyi played the familiar melody, first "just twoofus", and then seamlessly connected to "Marunouchi Sadism": "It's all the chords, so I can release an album, which is terrible. Many songs now don’t need melody, as long as they have this chord, they can generally sound good. Writing songs is too simple, but making good songs will become very difficult. There is no benefit to anyone. By the way, you are also working on a new album, right? What is it, can we collaborate?"

Lin Qu stopped cooperating with him, and played casually: "If you can't cooperate, don't even think about it."

Zhang Xuanyi withdrew his hand to watch him play: "Why?"

Lin Qu tilted his head and said while playing: "Can't you hear it? Mine are all in major... A major, E major, the dominant chord and the dominant chord are crossed, but yours are all in minor, completely different from each other."

Zhang Xuanyi said: "I asked Xiao Qiang for tea before, and he said that he would find you a symphony orchestra, orchestra and chorus. When I heard you, what are you doing? Has the rebellious period passed, and you have started to do classical music narratives?"

Lin Qu played faster, and the originally chaotic melody could be heard in a regular way. His expression was very irritable: "Do you think you are very efficient at work, can you stop comparing?"

As soon as these words came out, the ten or so hypocrites present were shocked. They were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed in unison. Zhang Xuanyi didn't mind losing face in front of his subordinates, and laughed along: "You said The look of swearing is cool, can you fill in the lyrics for me?"

"It's too expensive, find a cheap one."

"Hahahaha"

"How expensive?"

"It's so expensive that you can't afford it!" Lin Qu smashed the piano, "Are you arguing or doing something? I'm going back!"

"Hahahahaha."

"You are really mean to me."

"Hahahahaha."

"Really?" Lin Qu got up and waved to Xiao Chuyan. If Xiao Chuyan couldn't come, he went by himself, hugged Xiao Chuyan's shoulder and said to Zhang Xuanyi, "I am younger, cuter, more obedient, more creative and more Efficient partner, may I ask which onion you are?"

Zhang Xuanyi said to his companions: "He is really mean to me."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Everyone responded to him: "You deserve it!"

Xiao Chuyan lowered his head, his eyes fell on Lin Qu's calf shaking with the music, and then Zhang Xuanyi's smiling mouth, soon Lin Qu let him go and sat down in front of the piano, forgetting that the toilet paper was made of large size Yes, continue his work.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanyi turned his head, with provocative eyes and joy on his face, he shouted: "That poisonous chord, hey! I'm talking about you, Cao Mang! Don't you feel guilty about eating rice noodles in other people's recording studios? ! To what extent you are consciously using this chord, please spend more time making songs!"

In front of him, the lead singer of Caoshan Mangmang squirted out the rice noodle in his mouth and sprayed it on tens of thousands of woolen carpets.

Continuing to roar with laughter, Xiao Chuyan was expressionless, so fucking awesome.Why on earth is his boyfriend able to play four hands with his scumbag ex-boyfriend, devoting himself to the enemy's album?He wanted to drive all the people in this house out of his back garden.

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