My Artist Is Reborn

Chapter 13

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After the second episode of the "Stars of Tomorrow" top ten was broadcast on Zhongjing TV, the ratings skyrocketed. Ye Cang performed "Summer Bugs" perfectly, and then retreated from Xia Fei's hands, and Zheng Zhao's upset exit, no matter which one is the explosive point.

Many fans have not only finished the live broadcast, but will also follow the TV station's recording and broadcasting again, because the TV station's recording and broadcasting will have the tidbits of the rehearsal of the two people, so they can see the other side of my brother. This time, however, they saw the exact opposite of what they had imagined.

[How come my brother is like a little daughter-in-law in front of Ye Cang! ! ! Do not! ! ! I refuse to believe it! ! !]

[Fuck! The arranger is actually Ye Cang? !]

[Cangzai can actually arrange music, Zaizai is amazing! Mom shed tears of relief ┭┮﹏┭┮]

[Forcing a sentence in a low voice, no one thinks this is very emotional to CP, the beauty attack X high cold and the horse, I have already made up a 10,000-word novel in my brain]

[I want to see! sisters! !]

[Pooh! You heretics! Li Zihang was clearly attacking!]

This mess has put Ye Cang and others on the hot search again, and secretly developed two cults, the "Ziye Party" and the "Leaf Party".

Li Zihang curiously clicked on a video and went in to see it, but he was directly shocked by the pink bubbles and slow-motion looking back on the screen. He was simply convinced by the brain hole of netizens, and also blamed him for being cheap.

Li Luan glanced at his screen and frowned tightly: "What the hell are you looking at!"

Li Zihang quickly turned off the video, and Li Luan snorted and turned his eyes away.

Looking at the busy assistant, Li Zihang couldn't help but ask his grandfather, "Are you really planning to stay here?"

Since the game, Mr. Li has asked his assistant to tidy up the villa in Zhongjing City, and arranged for the family doctor and servant to come over, it seems that he is going to live for a long time.

The Li family's parents thought it was for their younger son, so they called him to teach him a lesson, and asked him to take good care of his grandfather.

Li Zihang had a big cauldron on his back, and he was still speechless. Could he still tell his parents, did grandpa plan to chase stars? ! Who dares to believe it! Maybe he had to be sent to the hospital by his parents who suspected that he was mentally ill.

Li Zihang could only endure it silently. He was a middle school boy who finally realized the bitterness of growing up.

Li Luan didn't feel the grief and anger of the little grandson at all, and said very calmly: "I had planned to open a record company for a long time, and now I just have this opportunity."

Li Zihang: "…"

He still underestimates his grandfather, this star chasing is really hardcore!

Li Luan looked at his grandson and sighed: "You are happier than I was back then, and you can pursue your dreams freely, whether I can do it or not, this will always be a pity, I can only help some children who have dreams and talk for comfort. "

Li Zihang had never heard such words from his grandfather. The grandfather in his memory was always the high-ranking head of the Li family, but looking at his grandfather's gray hair and wrinkles, his heart suddenly softened, and he wanted to comfort him a few words.

However, before he could say a few warm words, Li Luan's expression changed, and he attacked the assistant: "Isn't someone signed?! What's the use of me asking you! Waste!"

He remembered something again and frowned: "Also, let me clean up those messy videos, it's so decent!"

Li Zihang: "…"

Li Zihang thought to himself: My grandfather not only chases stars, he is also a poisonous only.

Naturally, it was impossible for Ye Cang to sign with Li Luan's company, but after seeing this, he was a little dumbfounded.

At the beginning, Li Luan said that he wanted to open a record company, but he never really put it into action. He didn't expect it to come true after so many years.

Shen Huai happened to see the expression on Ye Cang's face: "What's wrong?"

Ye Cang put away his phone and said with emotion, "For a talented person like me, even if he changes his body, he still can't hide his brilliance!"

Shen Huai: "..."

He glanced at Ye Cang with a neurotic look, and then led him out of the elevator, only to see two simple artistic words - Xingyi.

The studio is not large, and the decoration is mainly in simple black and white style. It looks very simple, but it is not small in the industry, and it is even considered to be the best recording studio in the entire Zhongjing City.

Walking in along the narrow aisle, you will see a small living room. A girl who looks like an assistant pours two cups of coffee and invites them to sit for a while.

Ye Cang was not interested in coffee. He stood up and looked at the living room. The decoration of the living room was also very simple. Apart from the sofa and coffee table, there was only a whole wall of vinyl records, many of which were out of print.

Ye Cang was fascinated and pointed to the limited edition albums to introduce to Shen Huai. Just when he was familiar with his family, a deep voice came from beside him.

"Don't you see that young people today are so interested in vinyl records!"

Ye Cang and Shen Huai turned their heads and saw a tall and strong man coming out. He was Yan Xiangming, the owner of Xingyi Studio, and the recording engineer and arranger that Shen Huai hired for Ye Cang this time.

Followed by another tall and thin man, he wore a pair of glasses with thick bottoms on his face, his hair was messy, and he walked crookedly, as if he had not woken up at all.

Shen Huai seemed a little surprised to see him: "Why are you here?"

This person is Fang Jiqing, a gold-medal songwriter in the industry. He and Yan Xiangming are good friends. When Shen Huai helped Bai Weijia about songs, it was also through Yan Xiangming.

He lay on the sofa as if he had no bones, and said lazily: "Yesterday, it was too late to arrange the music, so I just slept at Lao Yan's place for one night."

Yan Xiangming smiled honestly, touched his head, and said to Shen Huai, "Boss, it's rare for you to ask me for help. I was afraid that I couldn't do it well, so I invited Ji Qing over."

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Ye Cang raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Huai, but Shen Huai didn't hide it: "I funded this studio." Then he looked at Yan Xiangming, "We agreed, I will pay you the technology, you are a partner. , why do you call me that again?"

Yan Xiangming looked solemn: "Then how can I do it! If I hadn't helped me, the boss, I would have had nowhere to go. How could I afford Xingyi!"

Shen Huai was a little helpless, but Yan Xiangming was too stubborn.

Fang Jiqing sneered: "Okay, don't be hypocritical anymore, hurry up and talk about the business!" He leaned forward slightly, and cast his eyes on Ye Cang through the thick glasses, "You want to sing "Mulholland Drive"?"

"Young man, you are not too timid!"

Ye Cang: "..."

Seriously, it's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him like that.

Yan Xiangming is one of the best recording engineers in China, and his work arrangements have been scheduled for the next year. So in the past, even if Shen Huai brought Bai Weijia over to record, he didn't look for him. If it wasn't for the difficulty of arranging "Mulholland Avenue" this time, he wouldn't look for Yan Xiangming.

Yan Xiangming is very grateful to Shen Huai, but unfortunately there has been no chance to repay. After finally waiting for Shen Huai to ask him for help, he immediately left what he was doing, freed up time, and even worried that he could not do well, and even took his friend Fang Jiqing from home. dug out.

Fang Jiqing was originally reluctant, but only after knowing that the song the other party was going to sing was actually "Mulholland Avenue".

Coincidentally, Yan Xiangming had received a record of the Flying Birds before, and he just heard "Mulholland Avenue", and he fell in love with this song immediately, and he is also trying to write this type of song recently.

I just didn't expect that Ye Cang not only knew this song, but even wanted to sing it in the competition.

Fang Jiqing and Yan Xiangming discussed it all night, and only then did they have a general idea for the arrangement of this song.

The three of them started to discuss directly in the living room. Ye Cang found that the arrangement Shen Huai found for him was indeed quite capable.

Fang Jiqing was still a little unhappy at first, but as Ye Cang continued, his expression slowly changed, he straightened his upper body from the sofa, and his face became brighter and brighter.

"Yes!! You're right!" Fang Jiqing suddenly shouted, and the whole person stood up and walked around excitedly, "It turns out that this can be done..."

Several other people present were taken aback by him, but Yan Xiangming was better. He had long been used to his friends going crazy periodically, so he smiled and took care of him: "It's like this when Ji Qing has inspiration, don't mind."

Ye Cang used to be in the rock circle, and he had seen a lot of exaggerated people such as Jiqing, and he didn't think there was anything.

Fang Jiqing was filled with inspiration, and the three quickly settled on the arrangement plan, and then entered the recording studio.

It was busy until the early morning.

Ye Cang walked out of the recording studio yawning, Fang Jiqing and Yan Xiangming were also exhausted.

The four of them got into the elevator, Fang Jiqing hung on Yan Xiangming sullenly, Ye Cang also leaned against the elevator wall with half-squinted eyes, only Shen Huai was sober and neatly dressed as if he could go to the dinner party immediately.

Fang Jiqing was full of envy, jealousy and hatred: "Mr. Shen, didn't you wait outside for a day? You still have such good energy!"

Shen Huai smiled and said nothing.

When he bought other companies before, he hadn't slept for three days and three nights, and he was still in good spirits. Half a day was nothing to him.

At this moment, with a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.

The four walked out one by one, Shen Huai was about to drive the car over, and suddenly felt a flash of camera flash past.

His expression froze, and his eyes suddenly turned to the flower bed outside the building.

A thin man was holding a camera, but he didn't expect to be found, and ran away immediately holding the camera.

Fang Jiqing hasn't responded yet: "What's wrong?"

Shen Huai's expression was condensed: "Someone took pictures secretly."