Chapter 407 "Supo Idol's Smile" Was Eliminated

When Jiang Yue took out "Departure", he looked at Momo's face. He was worried. Mr. Tan used to write songs for Momo. This time he wrote a song for himself. Will Momo feel balanced? But looking at Momo's face, everything was as usual. With a gentle smile, Jiang Yue also sent her a song. Take a breath.

At this time, Lao Zhangtou also finished watching the song "Departure", and his expression was a little excited.

He was holding the piece of paper in his hand, dancing with joy and joy. Jiang Yue was a little worried whether this old man would tear up the paper.

Lao Zhang let out a loud hey, and then said excitedly: "This song is really good. I think it is better than "The Wind Rises" and "The World Is So Big, I Still Met You". As expected of Mr. Tan!"

With that said, Lao Zhangtou said to Jiang Yue: "Jiang Yue, get ready and record a song to try. I will make the accompaniment for you in the afternoon."

"This is a rare and good song. The first-line singers in our company can't ask for it. They must work hard to seize the opportunity."

Lao Zhangtou said, shaking his head with a somewhat emotional expression.

Jiang Yue nodded vigorously and said, "Teacher Zhang, I understand!"

Lao Zhangtou chuckled, waved his hand, and said to Jiang Yue: "Okay, you can go practice singing."

Jiang Yue responded, then glanced at the paper with the lyrics written on it in Lao Zhangtou's hand. Although she had memorized all the songs just now, the paper still felt more secure in her hand.

Lao Zhang patted his head, handed the paper to Jiang Yue, and said with a smile: "I was so happy after seeing Mr. Tan's new song that I forgot about it. Let's go practice singing."

Hearing this, Jiang Yue nodded and followed Momo into the recording studio.

Watching the two people walking into the recording studio, Lao Zhang rubbed his chin and smacked his lips, thinking secretly in his heart, if he could be as talented as Mr. Tan, no, half as talented as Mr. Tan, Then I must be out to show off now, how can I still live in this small recording studio.

What a pity, what a pity, I am still a little weaker than Mr. Tan after all.

With this thought in his mind, Lao Zhangtou couldn't help but blush slightly.

I don’t know where the news leaked out, that Mr. Tan wrote a new song for a new anchor in the new media department, and it began to spread in the Bright Entertainment Company.

As we all know, Tan Yue's original songs are a guarantee of quality.

There are so many singers in the music department who are waiting for support, and all of them are staring at Tan Yue's songs eagerly. Now that they heard that Tan Yue has written a song for the new anchor Jiang Yue, the discussion immediately started.

It’s not that I’m dissatisfied with Tan Yue. First, Mr. Tan has a high position and no one dares to be dissatisfied with Mr. Tan. Second, Mr. Tan can give his own songs to anyone he wants. Third, everyone wants to invite Mr. Tan to sing. , not to mention Mr. Tan’s current status in the company, just his status as an outstanding original musician, no one dares to offend him.

But there is one thing to say, many people are envious and jealous of Jiang Yue.

How could she, a newcomer, be so favored by Mr. Tan?

Is it just because she applied to be an anchor in the new media department?

If that's the case, can't they apply?

As long as I can get Mr. Tan's songs, it will all be worth it.

"Damn it, did you hear that? Mr. Tan wrote a new song for that trainee."

"I just found out. That newcomer must be so lucky. I asked my manager to go to Mr. Tan to invite him to sing, but Mr. Tan didn't agree."

"Hey, don't talk about your agent. I heard that even if our director goes to Mr. Tan in person, there will be no chance."

"Um. Um, tell me, can we apply to live broadcast in the new media department? Even a trainee can get Mr. Tan's songs. Let's apply. There's no reason why we can't."

"It really doesn't work. Wu Laoer, do you still remember?"

"Which one has no dick?"

"It's the Wu Laoer who almost went in last time."

"Oh, what's wrong with him? It seems that his recent development momentum is good. My agent said that if he develops well, he is expected to become a first-tier public figure within three years. Now he is almost entering the top of the second-tier public figure list."

"The development is good, but Wu Laoer secretly applied to live broadcast in the new department some time ago. Guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, it didn't pass the review by the new media department."

"Ah? Wu Laoer didn't pass the review? Why?"

"Who knows why? Maybe there is something that Mr. Tan doesn't like?"

"No matter what the reason is, it shows that it is really difficult to get Mr. Tan's song."

The other departments were fine, they only chatted occasionally, but the music department talked a little too much.

When Wei Yu, the director of the music department, was passing by the tea room, he heard his subordinates talking about Tan Yue writing songs for others.

Wei Yu's brows immediately knitted together.

Good guy, what Mr. Tan did this time was really a bit careless.

He had promised to give him free long-term use of the recording studio. He promised that his songs had not yet been written, but he wrote songs for others.

Wei Yu put his hands back. At such a young age, like an old man, he entered the elevator again, pressed the floor button, and reached the upper floor, which was the fifty-ninth floor of Chang'an Building. He wanted to see Tan. The more I ask, the clearer it becomes.

Some people knew Wei Yu and said hello to Wei Yu.

Wei Yu hummed lightly and walked towards Tan Yue's office with a straight face.

Behind him, some people were surprised.

"Who is this? He is such a big arrogant person that he ignores all greetings. Compared with him, our director is simply too much of a gentleman."

"First, this is the boss of the company, the director of the music department. He has the capital to be indifferent. Second, our director is a gentleman. There are so many big bosses in our company, and we, the director, are the best. You know ?"

"But what's wrong with Mr. Wei? His face is a bit ugly. He ran towards our director angrily. Is something wrong?"

"That's not clear. How can we, assholes, know about the affairs of the directors and bosses?"

"Mr. Wei usually has a good temper. I guess something is wrong."

Wei Yu, who everyone was talking about, was standing outside Tan Yue's office and knocked on the door of Tan Yue's office.

Tan Yue's voice came from the office.

"Come in."

Wei Yu pushed the door open and walked in, looked at Tan Yue sitting behind the desk, and walked straight to Tan Yue.

Tan Yue saw something was wrong with Wei Yu's expression, smiled softly, and said, "It's Old Wei, what's the matter? I see that something is wrong with you."

The two had a good personal relationship and were both very polite. For example, after Wei Yu heard about Tan Yue writing songs for other people, he immediately came to Tan Yue to question him. For example, when Tan Yue saw Wei Yu with an unkind look on his face, he didn't take it too seriously.

Wei Yu snorted, sat on the chair, looked at Tan Yue, and said, "Mr. Tan, there is something I need to tell you."

Tan Yue looked at Wei Yu, who had a serious look on his face, nodded in a funny way, and said, "Okay, you say it, and I'll listen."

Wei Yu looked at Tan Yue's disapproving look, rolled his eyes, and said, "Mr. Tan, you promised to write a song for our music department before, right?"

Tan Yue nodded and said, "Yes."

Wei Yu continued: "I know the reason for Momo, and she must be highly praised. You wrote a song for Momo before, and I have no objection."

Tan Yue continued to nod. We often went out to eat together before, and Momo and Wei Yu also knew each other.

Wei Yu said: "But, I heard that you started writing songs for a new person again, but Mr. Tan, I have been waiting for you."

As the director of the music department, Wei Yu also has a heavy burden on his shoulders.

For example, there is a singer who wants to release an album but lacks a high-quality title song. Wei Yu had promised him before that he would invite him to sing a song from Tan Yue, but there has been no follow-up. The singer's album has not been released until now.

Tan Yue could see that Wei Yu had heard that he had written a song for Jiang Yue and couldn't help but come to him to ask for a song. He smiled and said, "Are you here to ask for a song?"

Wei Yu didn't do anything and said, "Yes."

Tan Yue smiled and said: "Okay, then I will write a song for you."

I was busy and lazy before, so I kept putting off writing a song for Wei Yu, but now Wei Yu has come to visit me, and I can't put it off any longer.

Tan Yue opened the drawer, took out a piece of white paper from the drawer, laid it flat on the desk, smiled at Wei Yu and said, "Mr. Wei, wait a moment."

Wei Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw Tan Yue's posture.

What's the meaning? Writing songs live?

Is it a bit perfunctory?

Wei Yu frowned and said, "Mr. Tan, why don't you prepare more?"

Tan Yue shook his head and said with a smile: "No, you can take a look at it when it is written down."

Wei Yu believes in Tan Yue's musical talent, but is still a little worried. Can the quality of the songs written in such a short time be guaranteed?

Wei Yu said: "Mr. Tan, do you have anything written before?"

Tan Yue's hand holding the pen paused and said, "Did you write it before?"

Wei Yu nodded.

Tan Yue hesitated for a moment, then took out another piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Wei Yu.

Wei Yu took it doubtfully, lowered his eyes and looked at the piece of paper.

"Huh?"

"a song?"

Wei Yu raised his head, looked at Tan Yue, and said in surprise: "Mr. Tan, is this your new song too?"

Tan Yue smiled and nodded, and said: "What do you think? If possible, I will improve it for you. This is basically what I had written before and it meets your requirements."

Wei Yu hummed and started to watch the song.

Although Wei Yu is not a professional singer, he has been the director of the music department for so long and has honed his taste in music.

Staring at the song with burning eyes, he whispered the lyrics.

"The smile of Supo's idol,

Not as sweet as Li.

The sunshine at noon in August,

Not even as bright as Li Yaoyan.

"

After Wei Yu read the lyrics, he instantly felt as big as his head.

Then he endured the discomfort and watched the music. To his surprise, the music of this strange song seemed to be pretty good.

After reading both the lyrics and the music, Wei Yu fell silent.

He was a little hesitant. The lyrics of this song really gave him a headache, but the music was really good.

I would like it, but I finally got the opportunity to invite a song from Tan Yue. If the song is not very good, wouldn’t it be a waste of such a good opportunity?

No, it’s a pity. This song is indeed pretty good.

Wei Yu was struggling and hesitating here.

Tan Yue was not in a hurry, drinking tea while waiting for Wei Yu to make a decision.

In terms of quality, this song is not great.

It's just that the melody is good and a little catchy.

In the previous life on earth, it was considered a divine song of fighting sound.

I casually wrote this song a few days ago, but after writing it, Tan Yue was not satisfied with the song.

If Momo or Jiang Yue sang this song, it might make Douyin a little popular, but in the long run, it would be detrimental to their reputation.

Although Tan Yue never said it, he always paid attention to his own brand and cherished his feathers. He has always been creating fine products and did not want such a general quality song to lower his price.

After repeated consideration, this song was finally put aside by Tan Yue, but he did not destroy it and put it in a drawer. It happened that Wei Yu came to ask for the song this time, so he showed it to him.

However, Wei Yu was not a fool. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "Mr. Tan, please give me another new song. This song is good, but I think you must have a better one."

Hearing this, Tan Yue laughed and said, "Okay, I will write it for you now."

Wei Yu's heart trembled when he heard it.

Writing songs on the spot, the quality of the songs written in such a hurry will not be as good as the song in his hand?

Wei Yu swallowed his saliva and made up his mind that if Tan Yue wrote a song for him casually, he would definitely not be willing to do it.

Or. Wei Yu lowered his head and looked at the paper in his hand. If it doesn't work at that time, it's not impossible to ask for this song.

Tan Yue looked at Wei Yu's actions, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand and said, "Old Wei."

Wei Yu was startled and said, "What's wrong?"

Tan Yue raised his hand and pointed at the A4 paper in Wei Yu's hand, and smiled, "You still have to give me that paper."

Wei Yu chuckled and said, "Invite one and get one free."

Tan Yue shook his head and said, "No, if it's other songs, it's okay, but forget about this song."

After thinking about it again, Tan Yue still felt it was inappropriate.

Once this song comes out, it will definitely have an impact on me.

There are so many excellent songs in my mind, it's not worth lowering my reputation because of such a song.

Wei Yu saw Tan Yue's serious expression and knew that his idea of ​​inviting one and getting one free was shattered, so he had to hand the paper back to Tan Yue.

In Wei Yu's stunned eyes, Tan Yue took the paper and tore it into pieces with a click.

Wei Yu's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he said angrily: "Mr. Tan, what are you doing? Although I didn't want this song, the quality is good. If you are in a bad mood, you come to bully me. What's the matter with taking a song to vent your anger?"

Tan Yue smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm not very satisfied with this song. You can see the new song I wrote for you later."

Wei Yu was dissatisfied and said: "Okay, I want to see it."

Seeing Tan Yue bending down to write a song, Wei Yu added: "Mr. Tan, if I am not satisfied with the new song later, you have to give me the song just now."