When this matter was mentioned, Huang Yuteng felt liver pain and stomach pain. When he bought the products of Qinze Company, half of them were for favor, and half were for investment. At that time, Qin Ze's nickname of "Stock God" was not so resounding, and he invested tens of millions, just to give favors. Isn't the picture that he can write songs for himself
According to Abin, Qin Ze readily agreed at that time, and Huang Yuteng was happy for a long time.
Who knew this matter, it has been delayed until now, the quick gunner has lasted for an unprecedented time, God is so long-lasting, just want to let me dove.
But in Huang Yuteng's heart, even if the boss is unhappy, after seeing the investment income, he can't urge Qin Ze. If the investment income is not good, or if he loses money, then he can have the mentality of "I only want your song to invest". As it should be, Qin Ze was urged to write songs.
But now, no matter how you look at it, he is taking advantage of Qin Ze.
Artists in the circle say that the first batch of guys who bought the product were just lucky, and the pie fell from the sky.
In fact, this is indeed the case. The income alone has caught up with Huang Yuteng's income for more than half a year.
"It doesn't make sense. Qin Ze is famous in the entertainment industry for his speed at writing songs. There has been no news for so long. Yu Teng, you must have been let go." A team leader said bluntly.
Another team leader kicked him under the table, and said with a smile, "Maybe he doesn't have time. Seeing that he started a company and held a concert recently, after all, he just took over Tianfang Film and Television, and the focus is not on creation."
Xin said, he must have been put on the pigeons, the quick shooter is so fast, and he wrote the song in a little time.
But this can't be said, Huang Yuteng's face must be considered.
At this point in the conversation, Huang Yuteng is already very irritable. It seems that the company will not change its mind, and the album will continue. Although it will find good songs for him, after all, not everyone in the world is as productive and high-quality as Quick Gunner.
The door of the small meeting room was pushed open, and Abin came in, refreshed after taking a shower.
"Where have you been?" Huang Yuteng said displeased, "Have you contacted Qin Ze?"
"Contacted." Abin sat down and refused the cigarette offered by the logistics leader: "I just finished running, so I don't smoke."
"What did he say, and he didn't write it well?" Huang Yuteng asked casually. I no longer have any hope in my heart. Sure enough, it is difficult to get an appointment for the works of Quick Gunner. Looking at the entertainment industry, it seems that Xu Yunhan has an appointment for a song. That song made her famous and started her second career. "is already Xu Yunhan's signature.
It is precisely because of this that the songs of Quick Gunner are precious. It is not unreasonable for Qin Baobao to become the queen of domestic traffic in just half a year. Any one of her songs can make a little singer popular, and the copyright fee can be eaten for half a lifetime.
"No, he said it's finished and he will come over later." Abin vowed.
The small meeting room was quiet for a moment, Huang Yu straightened up abruptly, threw himself on the desk, and exulted: "He really said that?"
"Yes." Abin nodded: "It's rock and roll, it depends on whether you can control Yu Teng."
"This is no problem, you can practice." Huang Yuteng was very excited.
He is a professional singer of love songs, and he has reached a bottleneck these years. From the feedback of "Singer", it can be seen that the audience has become weak in his love songs, so it is very risky for him to change his style. It is very risky for a singer to change his style . It's like a company transformation, a college student's major, once transferred to a stinky ditch, you can only call gg.
In order to ensure everything is safe, Huang Yuteng decided to ask for a song from the famous fast gunner in the industry. The production of the fast gunner must be a high-quality product, fast and precise.
Spring is here!
"Great, has Qin Ze finally written it?"
"With his title song, even if the sales volume is not as good as Tianwang, the popularity will definitely be higher."
"Yu Teng, prepare to dominate the rankings."
Everyone was overjoyed.
No one doubted the quality of the songs, the name of Renyingshu, the songs written by Qin Ze, it seems that every song can hit the charts, and every song can be popular for a while.
When Abin announced the news to everyone in the studio, the employees cheered and applauded.
"The title song is finally here."
"What kind of rock will it be this time, a masterpiece like "Li Song"?"
"I don't know yet, but the quality of the songs written by Qin Ze must be guaranteed."
"Unexpectedly slow, the quick shooter can no longer lift his knife."
"Quick Gunner is not fast enough this time, bad review."
Amidst the noise, the door of the studio was pushed open, and there stood a girl at the front desk with a weird face, and Qin Ze with an even weirder face.
The address of the studio is not too far from where Qin Ze lives. It is more than ten kilometers away. It is not a morning and evening rush hour, so it will be a short drive away.
But he ran all the way to deliver songs to others, but he heard such bad words.
The quick shooter is long and the quick shooter is short.
It turns out that when the industry talks about him in private, they all laugh and call him a fast gunner? Sure enough, this title is just to make fun of everyone.
Speaking of who took this title, it seems to have existed since the time of "Singer", and it is the crystallization of the wisdom of the majority of netizens.
Does anyone remember my real name
Believe it or not, I flipped the table.
The beautiful girl at the front desk was holding back her smile, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She took a deep breath and held back, then looked at Qin Ze, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch uncontrollably. She said, "Mr. gone."
The girl at the front desk covered her mouth, twisted her hips, and trotted away, her high heels slapping.
The gossip in the small book is shy, life is too complicated.
The studio suddenly became quiet, faces turned towards the door, and smiles froze on their faces.
"Ahh!" Abin coughed.
Everyone turned their heads immediately, busy with their own work, their backs were straight, they were all very serious, and they looked like they had no other distractions.
"Teacher Qin, come here!" Abin came up to welcome Qin Ze and took Qin Ze to the conference room: "Do you have a demo? Have you brought the lyrics and score?"
Abin Qinze was very puzzled that his hands were empty, but it is also possible that he took pictures on his mobile phone.
In the conference room, the two team leaders did not leave, eagerly looking forward to the gospel brought by the quick gunner.
After Qin Ze greeted everyone, Huang Yuteng couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Qin, do you have a sample?"
"No." Qin Ze shook his head.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Oh, I'll keep it in my mind, give me paper and pen, and I'll write it out now." Qin Ze said.
There is no stave at home, so he can't write. The so-called creation is nothing more than exchanging songs in the points mall, copying the above and changing it.
Qin Ze planned to exchange Huang Yuteng for a very passionate rock song, which cannot be regarded as a golden song, but it should be no problem if this song has been popular for a few years. Anyway, if the rock sister doesn't sing, he can't sing either.
"Mr. Qin, it's really difficult to ask you a song." Huang Yuteng was very tired.
Qin Ze smiled and didn't explain. There are many songs in the points mall, but the points are limited. Qin Ze guards his points like a miser. Because the system hasn't issued a task for a long time, Qin Ze couldn't remember how long he hadn't been shown before.
The host is a salted fish, and it can be saved.
The system is also a salted fish, it is simply a black hole.
There is absolutely no cure.
But this kind of life rhythm is quite good, he has already escaped poverty and became rich, and his sister doesn't need to depend on others, so the slower the development, the slower. One day he will be able to punch the Oriental Greyhound, step on the black cat in the sky, and have a penguin under his crotch.. . . . Oh, this can't be said, can't be said.
A Bin called the staff outside to send in a blank stave. She was a professional beauty with curly hair and an oval face. She winked at Qin Ze: "Can I stay and watch Teacher Qin write songs?"
You want to see how fast I am.
Qin Ze muttered in his heart, grabbed the 2B pencil, and began to write.
In the midair where no one could see, a bright blue 3D projection screen appeared, on which were the lyrics and score of a certain song, even the accompaniment score, which was very detailed.
Qin Ze writes for a while and takes a look at it, just like copying the homework of his girlfriend at the same table back then.
But in the eyes of everyone, the quick shooter is thinking and creating at the same time. Every time he raises his head and squints his eyes, there is an inadvertent brilliance of wisdom in his deep eyes, which makes everyone deeply admired.
What forgot to bring the notebook, it is obviously a fake.
How can anyone have such a good memory that they can restore the works they created verbatim.
The title of quick shooter is well-deserved.
On January 26th, in the afternoon, in a small conference room, five people including Huang Yuteng witnessed with their own eyes that the quick shooter created a rock song in just ten minutes.
Many years later, when they were old and vicissitudes, whenever they thought of this scene, they would slap their wheelchairs excitedly.
The curly-haired oval-faced young woman's attention is not here, she is admiring Qin Ze, Qin Ze is her favorite little fresh meat, ever since Qin Baobao uploaded the photo of her younger brother, she began to pay attention to Qin Ze.
That muscular figure, sexy muscular curves, looks very powerful waist.
It easily stimulates the g-spot of the young woman.
Only the ignorant little sister can look at the face, while the experienced big sister only looks at the nose and abs when looking at a man.
There are also hands, um, Qin Ze has a pair of slender and beautiful hands, which should be very flexible judging from the posture and speed when he uses the pen.
This is a man with strong hands-on ability.
"It's finished." Qin Ze put down the 2B in his hand, and pushed the five-line book to Huang Yuteng.
Several people leaned over to watch, eager to see the creation of the fast gunner.
Huang Yuteng watched it for a while, and tried to sing, but he stumbled.
"Do you have a piano here? I'll sing it once, just as a demo." Qin Ze said.
"Yes, yes." Huang Yuteng was overjoyed: "Come with me."
Huang Yuteng is a singer, and there are pianos, guitars and other instruments in the studio. Turn through the long corridor, the innermost one is.
It's a pity that there is no electronic organ. This song is suitable for playing with an electronic organ, but not a piano.
The piano was placed next to the French windows, covered with a blue curtain, and when the curtain was lifted, the sound of the piano was spotless, and it could be used as a mirror. It was a high-end product at a glance.
In the afternoon sun, Qin Ze was sitting by the piano, with a straight posture and an elegant air all over his body.
He gently pressed the black and white keys with both hands, and a loud singing voice floated out of his throat:
"To love in death,"
"It's not fun if you don't get to the bottom of it."
"How deep the feelings are, only in this way is enough to confess."
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