What Song Shihua wanted to dig the most was the real creator behind these two movements. At the beginning, he also doubted whether it was the newcomer that Yinyi put on the bright side, but after determining the goal of Yinyi, he denied the original one. Guess, in his opinion, it is impossible for Silver Wing to assign such an important project to newcomers.
Song Shihua swiped over and over again on the subtitles at the end of the MV, and asked his subordinates to investigate everyone listed above, and finally came to a conclusion: the list of the project team is definitely not complete! Silver Wing hides the most important part!
There are not a few people who think the same as Song Shihua.
According to the rules, at the beginning, only the producer of the virtual project will be clearly marked. The producer of the virtual project is equivalent to the director position in the film and television. As for who composes the music, who writes the lyrics, who arranges the music, who mixes the sound , who sang, etc. Those will not be marked. Any words that may distract the popularity of virtual idols will be restricted. Only when the virtual idol is really pushed to the top and the time is ripe, the company will disclose the details behind this. division of labor.
Therefore, even if all parties want to know who the creators of these two movements are, as well as who the mixer and arranger are, it is impossible to judge based on what is given in the MV, and most people think that Only technical staff came out. The creators, arrangers, mixing, etc. were all hidden by Silver Wing. The purpose was to worry about being poached, right
In a sanatorium in Jinggang City near the sea in Yanzhou.
Master Griffith, the famous musician and virtual idol producer, sat beside the window of the room as usual, but he had not been in the mood to enjoy the beautiful sunbathing for many days, and kept staring at the contactor in his hand, frowning The scars deepened, and his face was haggard.
This time, he wasn't pretending to be sick, he was really sick. When the second movement "Breaking the Cocoon" was released that day, Griffith almost entered the intensive care unit.
The original expectation of turning over was shattered with the release of the second movement. After that, Ming Cang's words made his situation even more difficult. The more attention the virtual idol Aurora launched by Silver Wing received, the worse his situation became. , the less hope of turning over, there are already many colleagues laughing at his failure last year, saying that he is not as good as a newcomer!
"I haven't found out yet?" Griffith asked the three people standing beside him. These three were all his apprentices, and two of them were washed out of the virtual project department by Silver Wing.
Griffith's voice was a little hoarse and suppressed, but a little sharp, and each word was spoken very slowly, giving a very eerie feeling, like a stuck rusty gear spinning abruptly. a circle. A few goose bumps appeared on the arms of the three apprentices.
"Not yet." An apprentice replied with his head lowered.
The other two shrank their necks, wanting to pretend they didn't exist.
Griffith asked them to check the real creator behind the two movements. It can be said that the key factor for the success of Aurora is the creator behind it. But the three of them borrowed some of Griffith's contacts through their own means, and still haven't found out who the real creator behind this is.
In fact, it's not just them. Most people inside Silver Wing only know that Fang Zhao is the one who took over the project, but they don't know who the creator is.
"No?" Griffith seemed to be responding to their words, but also seemed to be talking to himself, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
After hesitating for a while, Griffith waved and motioned for the three to go out first.
The three apprentices were relieved, did not dare to ask more questions, and quickly left the room.
There was only Griffith in the quiet room. The afternoon sun was good, and the room was brightly lit. The flowers in the vase still had a delicate color, which added a bit of vitality to the room, but now, it was so quiet that one could hear breathing. There was a chill in the room.
Griffith entered a communication number in the encrypted mode of the communicator, and after about fifteen seconds, the other party connected.
"What's the matter?" The people over there seemed to be very careful, lowered their voices, and before Griffith could speak, they quickly added, "If you are asking about the Aurora project, I can't tell you, now Duan Qian Ji is watching closely, I don't want to be kicked out just yet."
There is an executive of Silver Wing, who has some friendship with Griffith in private, and has made a lot of benefits with Griffith's help before.
"No, I know you're embarrassed, I can't say more, I just want to know, Aurora Project, who are the creators of those two movements?"
"..." There was silence over there for a few seconds, a little embarrassed, "This Duan Qianji ordered it specially, so I can't say it."
"I just want to know, I won't say much." Knowing that the other party was also worried, Griffith said. "I swear it won't leak out."
The silence over there was longer this time, as if hesitating.
Griffith didn't rush, just waited quietly.
After a minute of silence, the other side lowered his voice again, "It's Fang Zhao."
"...Who?!" Griffith stood up in shock, almost fell unsteadily, and after trying to maintain his balance, he asked again.
"Just the one you know, newcomer."
"impossible!"
"Believe it or not, it's up to you."
"Why... Shouldn't it be... Silver Wing's such a big investment is actually handed over to a newcomer?! How can a newcomer make..." Griffith was reluctant to believe it.
"I warn you, it's enough that you know it yourself, don't say it now, or we'll both finish playing, you know Duan Qianji's method." After that, the communication was disconnected.
In the warm and bright room, Griffith slumped on the reclining chair, letting the communicator slip from his hand. He just kept the way he had just fallen, sitting there blankly, as if waiting for a weathered stone.
Suddenly Griffith shivered, and he felt cold all over.
Fang Zhao
Is he the newcomer who only entered Silver Wing this year
He remembered that person, who had just graduated from higher education, was in his early twenties, and was less than a third of his age!
It was just such a little devil who forced him into such a situation! !
If Fang Zhao knew what Griffith was thinking at this time, he would definitely tell him: I am your uncle!
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No matter what other people think, and no matter how some media in the industry are clamoring to find the real creator behind it, Fang Zhao is in no mood to deal with the media. He cooperates with Silver Wing's countermeasures, and he will not leave the company if he has nothing to do. He wants to play games. .
The game equipment that Duan Qianji applied for was finally installed today!
More than a dozen gun game props are almost the same as the real guns. This kind is difficult to get, because it is too similar to the real guns, and it is more strictly controlled than the filming props of the film and television department. However, Duan Qianji she Her husband is in the army, and Duan Qianji himself has channels. If you really want to get it, let alone game props, you can get a lot of real guns.
Some of the company's guards are people who have the legal right to carry firearms.
Duan Qianji gave him a 20-day vacation to the virtual project department. During this time, Fang Zhao's attention would be focused on the game.
While watching those installers install equipment in the prepared room, Fang Zhao's communicator rang.
It is an unfamiliar communication number.
When he walked to the office, Fang Zhao chose the voice connection.
"Hello, Fang Zhao?" A strange male voice came from there.
"I am." Fang Zhao walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the speeding cars coming and going below the fiftieth floor.
"I'm Biworth, the top-level agent of Neon Culture, are you interested in coming to our Neon Culture development? Don't worry about Silver Wing's liquidated damages, we can help you solve it, as long as you are willing to come, we will arrange a contract immediately, The treatment is equivalent to that of our company's top-level contract stars, and the works created within one year have the priority of publicity, and there will be master guidance in the creation. Of course, if you have any ideas, we can chat."
Biworth is very confident that this condition he offered is difficult for many newcomers to enjoy. In his opinion, Fang Zhao has a false position in the virtual project department of Silver Wing. It is better to jump to their company and enjoy more realistic treatment. In fact, there are still some conditions that can be opened, but he wants to see how Fang Zhao reacts. If he has the intention, he will follow it.
Neon people? Fang Zhao thought that Lushan Shihua would make a quick shot, but he didn't expect that it was Ni Guang who shot first.
Fang Zhao also knew what Niguang's hand was for.
Since it is impossible to know who the real creators of the two movements are, we should dig up a few specific members of the project, and Fang Zhao, the producer, is naturally the first to be dug up. When Song Shihua was still hesitating whether to start, the people from Niguang Culture had already come to him first.
"Byworth of Neon Culture? Where did you get my communication number?" Fang Zhao asked. He is now using the new number that the original owner of the body got when he left the school and lived in the black street. It is different from the communication number on the school file, and not many people know it.
"Speaking of it, it is also fate. There is your fellow in the newcomer department of our company. You should know it."
"Square voice?"
"That's right, it's him, don't you think it's very fateful? Haha!"
When Biworth was checking information about Fangzhao, he found out that he and Fang Sheng, another newcomer to the company, lived in the same hometown, attended the same primary school, and attended the same middle school. People really know.
However, when he asked Fang Sheng for Fang Zhao's communication number, Fang Sheng's extremely poor face, Biworth, didn't care, he just thought that Fang Sheng was unbalanced and didn't think in other directions.
"It's really fate." Fang Zhao chuckled in a low voice, staring out the window like a cold light on the edge of a knife, "Why don't you ask Fang Sheng first, who is the real creator of his three songs? Who."
After speaking, Fang Zhao disconnected the communication connection without waiting for the other party to respond.