Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

"Jiang Yang, I knew it!" Chen Jing'an smiled.

There were surprises, but it also felt like it was how it should be.

But they discovered that Jiang Yang was not in the private room.

"Huh? Where's Jiang Yang?" Chen Jing'an glanced around the private room and finally fixed his gaze on Xi Wei.

Xiwei raised her chin and pointed to the door of the private room: "She went to answer a phone call and just left."

As soon as these words came out.

The discussion in the private room paused for a moment, then became even more heated.

"Is this song really that good?" Zhong Shujia frowned.

Wang Jianqiang slapped his thigh, his eyes filled with undeniable eagerness as he looked at Liu Haochun: "Great! Really great, Lao Zhong, this actor of yours is a real talent, I'm not kidding you."

Ah Zhe even took off his monitoring headphones, put them on the table, and pointed to the audio waveform in his laptop: "Listen to this interlude. I didn't pay close attention when I recorded it, but now that you've zoomed in, wow..."

He dragged the progress bar and played the most stunning piano interlude: "Few people in the industry dare to use this inverted chord like this, it's too risky. Jiang Yang played it flawlessly and even added some jazz ornaments. Look, this is either a veteran with many years of formal training or a newcomer with extraordinary talent. Don't you think so?"

When we got to the topic of our professions...

A Zhe didn't care whether Wang Jianqiang and Chen Jingan were industry veterans.

Just say what you have to say.

This industry places great importance on the importance of talent.

There are plenty of singers who can sing well, but very few musicians with creative talent: "Jiang Yang is about the same age as me. I think he either started practicing piano from a young age, or he was just born with a silver spoon in his mouth!"

Hear the words.

Chen Jing'an wholeheartedly agreed.

Recalling Jiang Yang's piano playing earlier, she felt increasingly uneasy: "I knew something was off about him. He didn't even lift his eyelids while playing, and his fingers moved across the keys as if they had eyes. That energy wasn't faked."

Wang Jianqiang chimed in with a complaint: "It's mainly because of him. He just plays and leaves. He's too lazy to stay and listen to our praise if he's on the phone. Most people don't have that kind of confidence."

Zhong Shujia listened silently.

With his brows furrowed, he finally interrupted, saying, "The problem is, this song doesn't meet the requirements for the theme song of 'Fighter of the Destiny'."

"What?"

The three musicians paused their discussion.

I understand what Zhong Shujia means.

"Fighter of the Destiny" is an ancient costume fantasy drama. The theme song should have the atmosphere of the martial arts world and the imperial court, as well as the romance between men and women. This was something we talked about on the way here.

However, the song "The Cloud That Blooms" is indeed a bit lacking.

It doesn't match the theme song of "Fighter of the Destiny".

But it doesn't matter.

That's Jiang Yang and Zhong Shujia's business; it doesn't mean the song is bad.

"It's alright, Lao Zhong. Ask Jiang Yang again later if he has any other songs. I feel like he probably has more than one," Chen Jing'an said with a smile.

Zhong Shujia perked up: "Really?"

"Definitely, don't worry."

Chen Jing'an said this, but he was actually just trying to comfort Zhong Shujia.

Having worked in this industry for so many years, he knows all too well the importance of inspiration.

Many musicians only create a handful of high-quality songs in their entire lives.

It's all about a burst of inspiration when you're in a good state of mind, followed by a period of intense expression, and then you just fade into obscurity.

Jiang Yang was able to create a song like "The Cloud That Blooms," and even if there were other songs, they might not be able to reach this level of quality.

The group stopped paying attention to Liu Haochun and patiently waited for Jiang Yang to return.

Yang Chaoyue left the karaoke booth and sat down next to Liu Haochun with a smile on his face, causing the sofa to sink slightly.

She was genuinely happy for Hao Chun. After all, they were all people who followed Jiang Yang, and she felt proud that someone could stand out.

Looking at the shy Hao Chun in front of her, she smiled and teased, "Hao Chun, it has to be you! I feel like you'll be able to connect with these three musicians on projects very soon."

"No, no, no, it wasn't me, it was Jiang Yang."

Liu Haochun waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm just singing it out. This song was written by Jiang Yang."

"What if Jiang Yang specifically asks you to sing this song when he talks to them about the project later?"

"I?"

Liu Haochun's heart pounded a few times.

She asked cautiously, "Brother Yang, is it really true? There are plenty of people who sing better than me, and they're all better looking than me..."

"Haha, Haochun, you're calling Jiang Yang 'Brother Yang' now too."

Yang Chaoyue laughed and said, "Brother Yang can sing it. There are definitely many people who can sing 'Calorie' better than me, but Brother Yang said that if there is any copyright cooperation for this song in the future, he will definitely ask me to sing it."

She continued, "Are you stupid? We were signed by Brother Yang. If we make this money, he'll get a share! Brother Yang is the kind of person who wants to make every single penny."

Bai Lu sat down next to him and said, seizing the opportunity, "Chao Yue, don't make fun of Jiang Yang. You're no different. You'll still try to steal even a penny."

Yang Chaoyue turned his head and glared at Bai Lu.

Once you've completely figured out Bai Lu's way of speaking, you'll realize that she really can't control her mouth.

When I'm happy, I can tell jokes to make everyone laugh.

When they're jealous of others, they always say sour things.

He wanted to scold Bai Lu, but after being glared at by her, Bai Lu immediately shrank back and apologized: "Sorry, Chaoyue, I don't know how to talk."

They talk badly about others behind their backs and can be so arrogant that they dare to criticize everyone.

They were discovered, and their speed in admitting defeat was outrageous.

Yang Chaoyue swallowed back the words he wanted to say.

One reason is that there were several musicians present, and Jiang Yang had gone out.

Jiang Yang isn't here, so she has to keep an eye on the company's artists and keep them stable.

Secondly, it's because I can understand Bailu's thoughts.

You can sense that Bai Lu really wants to have some outstanding works to show for herself.

Now she has "Calorie", Liu Haochun has "The Cloud That Blooms", and even if Bai Lu acts, she only gets a few minor, unremarkable supporting roles.

I'll feel resentful.

I feel envious, and I also feel jealous.

That feeling of longing for a masterpiece and for recognition.

The anxiety of seeing those around you getting better and better while you remain stagnant is perfectly normal.

Yang Chaoyue moved closer to Bai Lu, gently putting his arm around her slender waist, his tone softening and becoming soothing:

"It's okay, Bailu. There will be songs and roles. Trust Jiang Yang. Right now, Brother Yang doesn't have many resources. You can only play featured roles. Once your acting skills improve and Brother Yang has more resources, you will definitely be able to play supporting roles like us."

Her eyes were full of sincerity as she said this.

He hoped that Bailu could rest easy, and that the rest of them could follow Jiang Yang and slowly build their own world.

Bai Lu swallowed half a slice of icy watermelon, the sweet juice sliding down her throat, but she couldn't suppress the sourness in her heart: "Really?"

"real."

"I mean, will the boss really have more resources in the future?"

"I'm absolutely certain!"

Yang Chaoyue said with absolute certainty: "At the latest, two months!"

"Then can I, like you, embezzle company money?" Bai Lu asked, her eyes gleaming. (End of Chapter)