Chapter 408 "Those Flowers"

Tan Yue ignored Wei Yu, thought for a while, and asked Wei Yu: "Who is this song for? Zhang Guang or Ma Long?"

Tan Yue had a general impression in his mind. Wei Yu had told him before that a singer was planning to release an album and hoped that he could write a hit song for him. At that time, Tan Yue was busy preparing for the new media department and didn't hear it clearly.

Wei Yu rolled his eyes again. He rolled his eyes a little too much today and almost choked. He said helplessly: "Ma Long."

Tan Yue nodded.

As a company executive, Tan Yue knows every talented artist in the company, including Zhang Guang and Ma Long he just mentioned. These two are the backbone of Brilliant Entertainment Company.

Tan Yue thought in his heart, and the information about Ma Long gradually emerged in his mind.

Ma Long, 37 years old, singer, good at campus folk songs.

Tan Yue pursed his lips. In his mind, many excellent campus folk songs flowed through. Tan Yue seemed to be watching from the sidelines, choosing the most suitable one.

Tan Yue knew Ma Long a little bit. He was obsessed with music. To exaggerate, he had a pure heart. He even gave up a lot of things for music, including love.

How exactly he gave up love was a bloody story, but Tan Yue didn't know.

However, he had already decided on a good song in his mind.

Tan Yue's pen moved.

Wei Yu on the opposite side was stunned.

Good guy, I was worried about perfunctory, but I didn't expect Tan Yue to be so excessive and perfunctory so blatantly!

Is this writing a song on the spot?

It's not so fast to recite a song on the spot, right?

Looking at the devoted Tan Yue, Wei Yu hesitated whether to interrupt him.

After a while, Tan Yue finished writing.

A piece of A4 paper was filled with writing.

Tan Yue handed the paper to Wei Yu, and Wei Yu reached out to take it, with a face full of doubt and disbelief.

He decided that if this song didn't work, he would let Tan Yue rewrite the song "The Smile of Su Po Idol" just now.

Wei Yu started to read the song, the title of the song is "Those Flowers".

Seeing this name, Wei Yu's eyebrows wrinkled into a deep "Chuan" character. To be honest, this song title really does not satisfy Wei Yu.

Why does it have a rustic flavor? Little wild flowers on the roadside?

This doesn't match Ma Long's character positioning image at all.

Wei Yu patiently continued to read down.

He read the music and lyrics, and even hummed softly in his mouth.

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers."

"In every corner of my life, they bloomed quietly for me."

"I thought I would always stay by her side."

"Today we have left, in the vast sea of ​​people."

"They are all old now."

"Where are they?"

"Luckily, I once accompanied them to bloom."

"La"

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Wei Yu sang very well. Although he was not professional, he was better than Momo.

In the office, only Wei Yu's humming was left, gradually filling the entire office.

Tan Yue closed his eyes slightly, and also enjoyed it.

He was quite satisfied with this song, which was much better than the previous one in terms of quality.

Not only Tan Yue was satisfied, but also Wei Yu, who was sitting opposite him and had already hummed "Those Flowers".

Wei Yu stared at the paper in front of him with his lips tightly pressed into a straight line, and his lips were trembling slightly.

Anyone could see his excitement at the moment.

Having served as the director of the music department for so many years, Wei Yu had all the necessary appreciation skills. He had a very good set of standards for judging a song.

And in his set of standards, he gave the highest score to "Those Flowers".

"Fuck!"

Director Wei Yu, who was known as a high-quality man in the company, couldn't help but swear.

It was no wonder, seeing Tan Yue writing quickly and writing this song in such a short time.

Wei Yu had doubts about the quality of this song.

He even planned to talk to Tan Yue about it. If it didn't work, he would still go for the previous song "Smile of Supo Idol".

With this questioning mentality, Wei Yu suddenly saw "Those Flowers", which had an incomparable impact on his spirit.

He looked up again and looked at Tan Yue, the light in his eyes seemed to flow out.

I have always known that Tan Yue has outstanding musical talent, but this is the first time I have seen him write a song in just a few minutes. Well, let alone the quality of this song, how many people in the entertainment industry can write a song in just a few minutes?

And the quality is so high. Wei Yu looked at Tan Yue, and his tightly pursed mouth slowly opened, and asked: "Teacher Tan, you didn't write songs so quickly before, did you?"

Unconsciously, Wei Yu had already used honorifics in the conversation. He was really shocked by Tan Yue.

Now Wei Yu was surprised and happy.

Tan Yue raised his eyebrows, spread his hands, and said, "Yes."

Wei Yu took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Tan."

I wanted to call him a monster, but Wei Yu's face suddenly changed and he said fiercely, "Since you can write songs so quickly and guarantee the quality, why do you keep dragging it out and not write songs for me!"

Tan Yue groaned, not knowing whether to say he was busy or lazy?

Finally, Wei Yu left after saying "Just choose "Those Flowers"".

Tan Yue shook his head, picked up the phone, and told the copyright department to come and record "Those Flowers" and register the copyright of "Those Flowers" as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, Tan Yue rubbed his head and decided to find a secretary as soon as possible, otherwise it would be troublesome if there was no one around.

For example, trivial matters such as registering copyrights can be handed over to the secretary to run a trip. Now there is no secretary, and Tan Yue has to contact him personally.

Chang'an Building, 58th floor, an office.

Ma Long was sitting on the sofa, his face was a little bad.

Next to him, Ma Long's agent also had a droopy face and looked unhappy.

Ma Long said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, we can't wait any longer. If Mr. Tan doesn't write songs for me, will my album never be released? I see that other musicians in the company have written good ones, and I think I can write a song of good quality as the main song."

Ma Long and his agent also heard about Tan Yue writing songs for a trainee newcomer, and they were a little dissatisfied.

There are several reasons for dissatisfaction.

On one hand, he is the backbone of the company and has the potential to become a first-tier or second-tier artist. Mr. Tan would rather write a song for a new trainee than for himself. Although he is not familiar with Mr. Tan and has no strong relationship with him, and this song is also Mr. Tan's, theoretically he can give it to whoever he wants, but even so, he still feels unhappy.

On the other hand, and more importantly, he rarely participates in variety shows and rarely shows his face, so he has to rely on releasing songs and albums to brush up his presence. But this time, in order to wait for Tan Yue's hit song, his album has been hidden and not released. Fans have urged him five or six times, and Ma Long is under great pressure.

If the director had not been too confident in Mr. Tan's song and insisted on making Mr. Tan's song the hit song for his album, Ma Long would have been unable to sit still and wait.

The agent nodded and said, "You are right. It is not a good idea to drag it on like this. I will talk to the director later. If Mr. Tan cannot provide us with the main song, we will not invite songs from him. Not every song written by Mr. Tan is a masterpiece."

The saying on the Internet that "Tan Yue's works must be masterpieces" is a joke to Ma Long and his agent.

How is it possible? Tan Yue is also a human being, not a god. It is impossible for every song he writes to be a high-quality masterpiece.

Ma Long nodded and said to his agent, "Okay, Brother Wang, you have to go and talk to the director today. It's not our fault. We have been waiting for a long time, but we can't wait forever."

The agent nodded and was about to speak when the door of the office was knocked.

Before he could ask, the door rang three times and was pushed open from the outside.

Speaking of the devil, the director of the music department, Wei Yu, opened the door and walked in.

"Director."

"Director, you are here."

Ma Long and his agent greeted Wei Yu.

Wei Yu was dressed in a suit and tie, looking dignified, with a faint springy look on his face, holding an A4-sized paper in his hand.

Ma Long and his agent were puzzled, wondering why the director suddenly barged in like this, and his expression looked a little excited?

Did he see something he shouldn't have seen and come here to seek a kind of release?

Wei Yu nodded, pulled a chair over, sat opposite Ma Long, handed the paper in his hand to Ma Long, and said: "Ma Long, take a look at this song."

Wei Yu might have been in a hurry when he came just now, and he was a little out of breath while talking.

Ma Long took the paper handed over by Wei Yu, took a look, and looked up in surprise: "Director, is this a song?"

Wei Yu nodded and said: "This is the title song that Mr. Tan wrote for your new album. I just took a look at it, and it's a bit behind."

Ma Long frowned when he heard this.

The agent also looked a little heavy, and said: "Director, if the quality of the songs written by Mr. Tan is not good and it hinders our new album of Ma Long, then even if it is written by Mr. Tan, we can't use it."

Ma Long also nodded, but unexpectedly, what greeted the two was Wei Yu's rolling eyes.

Wei Yu found what the two just said very funny and said: "What are you talking about? The songs written by Mr. Tan must be excellent. Haven't you heard it? It's not Mr. Tan's songs that hinder you, but your album that hinders Mr. Tan's new song."

Ma Long and the agent heard this and their eyes widened instantly.

What does the director mean?

Is Mr. Tan's new song well written?

Ma Long's expression became serious, picked up the A4 paper, and began to look at the song.

Wei Yu said: "I have seen this song. It is very good, very good. It can be said that it is better than those campus folk songs that Ma Long sang before, and it is much better. If Ma Long can sing this song well, it is estimated that this will be Ma Long's representative work in the future."

The song written on the paper in Ma Long's hand was actually so favored by the director. It was beyond the agent's expectation. The agent couldn't help but stick his head out and glanced at the paper hard, but his musical literacy was not as good as Wei Yu, so even if he tried hard to glance, he couldn't see how good the song was.

However, although the agent couldn't see how good the song was, he could have some estimation of the song through Ma Long's expression.

He knew Ma Long too well. This guy was very generous and was not easily moved by ordinary things. But at this moment, Ma Long seemed to be immersed in a state of selflessness. His movements were stagnant and he did not move at all, like a fake person. However, his pupils shrank again and again, and the roots of his hair were trembling slightly. That was Ma Long's scalp trembling slightly.

What does this mean? It means that Ma Long is in an extremely excited and excited state.

This song is expected to be unexpectedly good.

The agent commented in his heart.

He had seen Ma Long surprised, but he had never seen Ma Long look so shocked now.

"Those Flowers."

The agent read softly, but he did not continue to read, because he saw that Ma Long seemed to be crying? !

The agent was stunned for a moment and asked quickly: "Ma Long, what's the matter?"

Ma Long took a deep breath, suppressed the sour feeling in his nostrils, and said with emotion: "This song really touched my heart. It's great, it's written so well, Mr. Tan wrote this song so well!"

Ma Long used a series of "great" to express his uncontrollable excitement at the moment.

Regardless of where this song ranks among the many folk songs in the current Chinese music scene, it is definitely the highest quality one among all the folk songs Ma Long has ever sung.

The agent smacked his lips and said, "Is it really that good?"

Ma Long nodded heavily, holding the paper tightly in his hand.

Wei Yu looked at it and smiled, "Be careful, don't crush it."

Ma Long also realized that he had lost his composure just now, and smiled slightly, and asked Wei Yu, "Director, are you really giving me this song?"

Wei Yu shook his head and said, "No, no, no."

Ma Long's expression tightened, and he said, "Ah? Not for me?"

Wei Yu said, "Then I definitely can't give it to you for free. Mr. Tan will take a commission from your album. Someone will come to contact you later about how to take it. Of course, if you don't want to-"

Before Wei Yu finished speaking, Ma Long hurriedly said, "I am willing, I am willing! I am willing even if I don't want a penny!"

Ma Long himself is obsessed with music and has given up a lot for music. In his eyes, money is far less important than music.

Moreover, such an opportunity is hard to come by. Not to mention that Mr. Tan only takes a cut, he would be willing to take it all!

Wei Yu smiled and said, "You can't refuse a cent. Since you agree, everything should be done according to the rules."

Ma Long chuckled, rubbed his hands, and said, "I have to find a chance to thank Mr. Tan."

The agent next to him brightened up and said hurriedly, "Yes, I have to thank Mr. Tan in person, and thank our Mr. Wei."

The agent suddenly thought that he was worried about not being able to get in touch with Tan Yue before. Isn't this a good opportunity?

If he can stabilize the relationship with Mr. Tan and ask for a few more songs in the future, he and Ma Long may be rich!