Huayu: When the director changed his major

Cheng Xi certainly didn't compose the music on the spot.

He had been brainwashed by this song countless times in his past life.

Aside from a few details that I need to think about carefully, the overall structure came out completely naturally.

However, writing it that way would be too unrefined.

Pretending to be thoughtful just makes you seem more professional.

As expected, Cheng Xi pulled this move.

Everyone around, including Taylor Swift sitting next to Cheng Xi, assumed that Cheng Xi was writing a song on the spot.

Even Zhu Zhu's eyes widened in disbelief.

She knew Cheng Xi better than anyone else, but she still lacked confidence in his songwriting abilities.

After all, she was well aware of the domestic entertainment industry's penchant for creating a "talented scholar" persona.

In the end, it all turned into a mess.

She wasn't very familiar with Cheng Xi's songs either.

Although she trusted Cheng Xi, she didn't believe that all of his songs were entirely original compositions by him alone.

As for her talent for filmmaking, she has already recognized it.

There is absolutely no doubt about that.

Unlike Zhu Zhu's skeptical expression, Taylor Swift's manager, Braun, looked disdainful.

"Taylor, let's go. He can't write good songs. He must have bought some second- or third-rate songs from somewhere."

Seeing that Taylor Swift didn't say anything, but just looked at the musical notes on Cheng Xi's paper.

Braun added:
"We still have a few important people to entertain."

"It's okay, I'll wait for him for a while. You can go ahead with your social engagement."

Braun had no choice but to wait.

His gaze also swept disdainfully toward Cheng Xi, who was putting on an act, thinking:

Okay, I'll give you some time to reveal your true colors.

Taylor Swift also considered leaving, but seeing Cheng Xi's serious expression, she felt that he wasn't that kind of person.

Especially his serious demeanor now, it's as if he and Taylor Swift, the creator, are on the same wavelength in some dimension.

Although it's not quite resonance yet, she can feel some of it.

There was a time when I was doubted, questioned, and denied in the same way.

But in the end, he used his work to fight back against the world.

She wanted to give this arrogant and blindly confident foreigner a chance.

It'll only take a few minutes; she can wait.

Besides, he's not bad-looking, and looking at his profile isn't something to be disgusted by.

Even by white people's standards of beauty, Cheng Xi is quite good.

At least in terms of height and temperament, he's top-notch, not to mention the strong masculine confidence he exudes.

These are things that have been nurtured by time and achievements.

At first, you might not have noticed it clearly, but when you're so close...

She still recognized it.

Mr. White, who introduced Cheng Xi to everyone, quietly tugged at Zhu Zhu and asked in a low voice with some concern:
"Mr. Cheng can really write songs?"

"Uh, it should be fine, I trust him."

Cheng Xi herself completely ignored the curiosity and surprise of those around her.

He slowly and deliberately wrote on the paper with a fountain pen.

The musical notation used in Europe and America is different from that used in China.

In Chinese musical notation, numbers are used to represent pitch, for example, 1 represents do and 2 represents re.

In Europe and America, letters are used to represent pitch, such as C for do and D for re.

There are also some minor differences in the use of musical notes. Cheng Xi has seen a lot of European and American sheet music, so he knows them very well.

I'm just not used to writing like this, which leads to repeated scribbles in some places.

It looks more like a temporary draft.

This made Taylor Swift, who had initially had some confidence in Cheng Xi, frown slightly.

This is completely at the level of an amateur writer.

They don't even know how to use basic symbols.

The commotion of five or six people gathered together naturally attracted the attention of other people at the banquet.

Some people who knew Braun and White came over to say hello and ask what was going on.

After only a few words, everyone knew.

It turns out that a Chinese person actually wanted to write a song on the spot, and even shamelessly said that he would sing it for Taylor Swift.

Then they all laughed and said:
"It turns out the main character here is a young Chinese man."

Braun: "Don't underestimate this young man; he might actually write some good songs."

Although Braun said this, his tone was very exaggerated, accompanied by bursts of laughter.

It should be immediately clear what it means.

Everyone knows what level of singer Taylor Swift is.

The person in front of them was just a small-time Chinese director, whom no one in the room recognized.

They were insignificant figures to them.

Many people are eager to see how this young Chinese man will embarrass himself.

Taylor Swift's manager, Braun, was particularly excited.

It was as if they were about to show this impolite and whimsical young Chinese boy the warmth of America.

Braun led the discussion by pointing out some of China's terrible movies and outdated popular culture, his words filled with disdain.

"Aside from Jakie Chen's kung fu films, the others are really worthless. Even Ang Lee is from Taiwan, and now he's joined our beautiful country, which is why he can make good movies."

They wouldn't normally talk so rudely, but seeing Taylor Swift sitting next to Cheng Xi, they found themselves talking about a lot of things without realizing it.

This is probably a competitive struggle that men throughout history and across the world can hardly avoid.

Later on, even Zhu Zhu couldn't stand Braun's theory anymore and argued with them for a while.

Braun simply shrugged at Zhu Zhu:

"JuJu, we have no intention of offending you, we are just stating the facts."

"Aren't you working in Hollywood now? It's clear that China is indeed an entertainment wasteland. Or, name a few Chinese films, and if more than three people here have heard of them, then I will sincerely apologize to you."

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Zhu Zhu was speechless.

Zhu Zhu experienced the frustration of being under someone else's roof once again.

What frustrates her most is that it seems there isn't a single film that can represent the current level of Chinese cinema.

Even "The Last Emperor" was made by foreigners.

To talk about "Detective Chinatown" would be to invite humiliation.

Seeing Braun and Zhu Zhu locked in a fierce confrontation, White started to get a little anxious.

After all, Cheng Xi was someone he introduced, and Zhu Zhu was an old acquaintance of CAA.

Their face is their face at this moment.

So he began to defend her.

"It's understandable that Chinese films started relatively slowly, but this Mr. Cheng is already a director with $15 billion in box office revenue. Even in Hollywood, you can't find many directors who have achieved such high box office revenue at such a young age. So, Braun, you shouldn't underestimate him."

"And their current film, 'Detective Chinatown 2,' will gross over $5 million and become number one in China. I think we should give Mr. Cheng and JuJu respect."

Braun wasn't angry; he simply said calmly:
"Mr. White, I respect you and understand your point of view, but he's writing songs right now, isn't he? Can he possibly write better than Taylor Swift?"

"Besides, the $5 million box office achievement was just him bragging to you, wasn't it? If you really believe him, how about we make a bet?" (End of Chapter)