MTL - Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back-Chapter 28 Youngforyou
Chapter 28 Youngforyou
Li Qingning came out of the office.
She poured a cup of coffee in the tea room, and saw some people from Anyuan arguing in the concert hall.
Li Qingning walked to the door with coffee in hand.
An Yuan sat in the middle of the table, "Hey, my brothers, we are old people in the industry after all, it's time to come up with something new, what did the self-media say about us last time? They said we still sang more than ten years ago. An old thing from years ago."
"What's wrong with the old ones, their new ones are not much better now, just take a few foreign rock songs and splice them together to form new songs, so to speak, I can write ten new songs a day." Electric guitar fan Extraordinary said.
"All right, all right, then why is it that you want to write ten "Farewell" songs? After writing them, who can brag." An Yuan interrupted him. He only feels a headache now. Now young people are playing gimmicky.
The drummer of the band said: "Otherwise, we old gangsters won't participate this year."
"How about that?"
An Yuan disagrees. He now composes music for work, and playing music is his life. If he has nothing to do, he can go to the bar to earn money for drinks, enjoy the atmosphere on stage at the Livehouse, and then gain a sense of presence at the music festival, which makes him feel that he is in the Live well.
Not going now, what a pity.
An Yuan thought, "Or give them the whole song in English, and let's have an English style."
Fan Bufan smiled, "You can put it down, just your dialect English with the smell of scallions, you still sing English?"
"Why!"
Li Qingning took a sip of coffee, "I have an English work suitable for you."
An Yuan and the others turned to look at Li Qingning, "Boss, are you playing rock and roll now?"
Li Qingning shook his head, "I didn't write it."
She asked them to wait, she went to print out the sheet music, gave a copy to Sister Chen, and gave it to several people, "Look."
An Yuan and the others took over the score.
"young for you?"
Fan Bufan asked Li Qingning, "Boss, you really let Lao An sing English, you are trying to smash our band brand."
Li Qingning asked them to try, the accent of this song is not authentic. When she heard it by Jiang Yang's side, she almost choked on a mouthful of water, but later it sounded quite joyful, just the kind of joy and unruliness full of freedom. The accent is authentic and you can't sing like this, "You try it, if Lao An can sing the sound of the donkey rolling in your head, then it will be almost enough."
She said that it was done, "An Yuan shouting English is really like rolling a donkey."
"Go!"
An Yuan looked at the lyrics on the score and read two words, but Li Qingning retreated. She still has a lot of work today, choosing a dress, and attending the premiere of Director Zhang's movie tomorrow night. She had just sat in the office when she received another call from Zhuang Mei.
Zhuang Mei asked: "Is the novel on the tweet written by your husband?"
"Um."
Li Qingning asked her if she wrote it well.
"Yes, I didn't expect that your husband is still a great talent. Why didn't he see it when he was drinking last time."
Li Qingning said it was restraint.
"He has a slight social phobia, and he doesn't talk much with people he just met. Once he gets acquainted, he will be very clear."
When Li Qingning chased him back then, he was acquainted once.
"okay."
Zhuang Mei found out that Li Qingning was inseparable from her husband now, "I entrusted your husband to help me write the plan, and you urged me for me. I think he has a lot of ideas. I have to prepare for my new variety show this month." .”
"OK."
Li Qingning responded.
Just as she hung up the phone, Sister Chen walked in again, "Qing Ning, I'll discuss something with you on behalf of my old Xu."
Li Qingning looked at her.
Sister Chen sat across from Li Qingning, "Isn't our old Xu working in a publishing house? Their publishing house has taken a fancy to the book you tweeted. He asked me to ask, it's very important to him."
Li Qingning blinked, "Sister Chen, you are kidding me."
She just uploaded it yesterday, and today someone said that she would publish this book, so it’s not a joke. What's more, "Isn't Teacher Xu in charge of children's books?"
"Their publishing house does not only publish children's books."
Sister Chen said that Xu Guangzheng is planning to jump out of the children's book department and raise it. He is going through the process in the past few days, and it should be soon. He intends to use this "84 Charing Cross Road" as the first fire to bring him up.
Sister Chen made Li Qingning believe in Xu Guangzheng's vision, or in the vision of Xu Guangzheng and his old publishers. They think this book can't be wrong, and they know it even from the reviews on the Internet. What's more, there is a lot of room for hype in this book, not to mention what Li Qingning tweeted, that is, the opening sentence "Give it to my big devil", which is a big gimmick.
"correct!"
Sister Chen talked about this and asked Li Qingning, "You used to hate gossips the most. If you think this book is inappropriate, we can make them stop hyping it when we cooperate."
Li Qingning thought it didn't matter, "Fry it."
Sister Chen understood, "You can only have **** with your husband, right?"
"if not."
Li Qingning said that if she had an affair with someone else, that person in his family would be able to hold back internal injuries.
What Li Qingning is worried about now is: "Can this book really be published?"
"Don't worry. The publishing industry is in a downturn now. They are cautious and careful in choosing books. They are picking." Since they want the copyright of this book now, they must think it's okay, and they won't make fun of their careers.
Li Qingning agreed.
Sister Chen said: "What's the use of your consent, where is your husband?"
"Is there anything he disagrees with. He doesn't have an agent either. Sister Chen, you can do it. By the way, don't just make room for it just because it's your old Xu."
Sister Chen reassured Li Qingning that Xu Guangzheng was earning dead wages and would not be charged to his account just because he spent less than a penny from the publishing house. Instead, she, as Jiang Yang's temporary agent, negotiated the business with a commission to take.
However, Sister Chen still wants to thank Li Qingning on behalf of their old Xu.
Li Qingning smiled, "Don't hit your hands, just complain when the time comes."
She knows the entertainment industry too well. Sometimes you think it is good, but the public may not think it is good. Popularity is always a mystery.
After Sister Chen left, Li Qingning turned her chair and looked at the rain scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The drizzle wet the whole city, and it was foggy. The tall buildings in the distance were hidden in the dense fog.
She took out her mobile phone and found the phone number of Jiang Yang's sister Jiang Cha, "Hello, sister, I'm Qingning."
"Qing Ning, what's wrong."
Li Qingning said that Jiang Yang plans to renovate his home, "Didn't Mom say that I will also run a homestay in the future?"
"Just tell me, she doesn't care about this now, she can't wait to spend the money in half, so you can buy a house in the capital, and now she—" Jiang Cha stopped talking here.
Li Qingning was puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing." Jiang Cha hesitated.
Li Qingning knew that Jiang Yang hadn't told her family about her affairs yet and said, "We're not in a hurry to buy a house." She asked Jiang Cha to send her the card number, she transferred the money, and then asked her to make arrangements.
This elder sister of Jiangyang is quite capable. When she was admitted to college, she went to a junior college. When she was reporting, she went to the school for a while. Seeing that the school was not as good as the new high school building, she turned her head and followed her mother home. The county is at work. At first I worked in a decoration company, but later I came out and recruited a group of decoration workers to work alone and opened a decoration company.
(end of this chapter)
