Chapter 790: Subtle Influence

Yang Lingyue nodded, glanced at Zhang Yun again, ignored him, and walked out of the recording area.

Wang Jingxuan didn't look at it, but Dou Ying followed Yang Lingyue's gaze and looked at it a few times, feeling curious.

Zhang Yun naturally noticed it and came over to explain, but Yang Lingyue raised his hand: "Let's talk about it later, Mr. Zhang."

Seeing that the boss's face was calm, Zhang Yun felt a little anxious, but she was so nervous that she didn't care and said with a smile: "Okay, boss."

After waving and watching the two people leave, Zhang Yun talked about the little girl named Ma Xiaochen just now.

Born in 1994, he is from Kuitun, Xinjiang Province. In January last year, he posted the song "What should I do, I love you" on QQ Music, which became a hit in the QQ space.

Zhang Yun emphasized that this song was written, composed and arranged by the little girl herself, as well as Ru0026B, which has a great future.

She had been invited to participate in The Voice over the phone before. After all, she is very famous among middle school students. After knowing her age, she naturally declined. After all, the age limit is 18 years or above.

After the New Year, the little girl said she could no longer go to school and asked if she could sign a contract with Huamuan Records so that she could write her own songs.

After Zhang Yun heard the report from her subordinates, she decided to let her bring her parents. Even if she couldn't sign the contract, she would still have to take care of the food, accommodation and transportation back and forth. After all, it would not be a loss to dig up the music of Huajuanyun. The copyright of that song was enough.

After Yang Lingyue finished listening, he felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He really had no memory of this girl's song, but this person had memory.

Although Zhang Yun didn't say it, he knew that Ma Xiaochen had a more famous name, Ben Xi. He committed suicide due to depression at the age of 22 due to exposure on the Internet.

It is said on the Internet that the cause of depression is the cold storage and overlord clauses of the contracted company. The songs he writes and sings have nothing to do with him, and the share is still low. As long as he is a "person", he can't do this, and he doesn't know what Ma Xiaochen and Ma Xiaochen are doing. How did her parents agree?

"What are your plans?"

"There are no specific requirements for someone with this kind of creative talent. Besides, she is too young, so I want to discuss it with her parents and stay in the capital. The company will enroll her in a class at the Central Academy of Music to attend and study, and she will learn and create at the same time. "

Hearing Zhang Yun's thoughts, Yang Lingyue nodded.

"Very good, go and do your work. By the way, if you have nothing to do, go and see Yu Li. Don't keep thinking about living in a world of two."

Zhang Yun immediately taunted: "Yang Lingyue, don't you want me to stay away from your teacher Yu?"

"Brother Yun, if you continue to fuck with me, don't blame me for trying to flirt with you."

Zhang Yun was extremely angry: "How dare you?"

Yang Lingyue pressed the upward button for the elevator, and then glanced at her.

Zhang Yun was immediately frightened: "Brother, I was wrong. I've been treating you like a bull and a horse. You can just treat me like a piece of shit. I'll go visit my goddaughter's mother on the weekend."

At this time, the elevator arrived and opened the door, and there was Wang Jingchen inside.

"Sister Fei, did you forget something?"

Zhang Yun spoke quickly to cover up her embarrassment.

"No, I need to talk to your boss about something."

Wang Jingxun did hear Zhang Yun's words, but she was curious, did Yang Lingyue have a daughter? Who gave birth to it?

Of course Yang Lingyue knew what she wanted to talk about, but he didn't let her get off the elevator and said, "Go to my office."

Then I entered the elevator and pressed the 20th floor button.

In the confined space, the two people standing in front and behind did not speak a word until the twentieth floor.

Only then did Yang Lingyue speak: "What about "Floating Light"?"

Wang Jingxuan said almost at the same time: "Do you have a daughter?"

Then he nodded a little unnaturally.

Yang Lingyue felt funny in his heart, what a contradictory individual.

"Let's go to the office and talk."

The two boys at the door straightened up when they saw the boss coming. However, they collapsed again when they saw Wang Jingxuan following behind them. Well, let's report back when it's over.

Later in the office, Wang Jingxuan relaxed, perhaps because there was no third person present.

Yang Lingyue took the initiative to talk about Zeng Li's pregnancy.

Wang Jingxuan just said oh, that's it. She also thought, how could it be possible when she saw Zeng Li's belly was flat last time.

Then he said: "Fill in the lyrics for "Floating Light" and sell it to me."

"No words."

"Sell me the song and I'll find someone to fill it in."

Yang Lingyue said nothing, just stared at her.

Wang Jingxuan was a little uncomfortable with his gaze and subconsciously avoided it.

Yang Lingyue looked away and smiled: "When will you come back?"

Wang Jingxuan felt that she had fallen into disgrace and was not grand at all.

Wang Jingxuan looked up at him and said, "Isn't this the case?"

"That's true. You sit down for a while and have some ideas."

Yang Lingyue nodded, walked around the tea table and said this.

Wang Jingxuan was speechless. She sat on the tea chair and turned to look at him writing and drawing at his desk, humming a few words from time to time.

After about half an hour, Yang Lingyue raised his head and waved to Wang Jingxuan who was in a daze.

"What?"

"have a look."

"oh."

"Bring me the water glass."

Wang Jingxun didn't want to talk about it, but when she saw him lying on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and rubbing the corners of his eyes, he let out a breath, stood up from the tea table, took his water glass, and then put it down.

"Thanks."

Yang Lingyue said as he picked up two A4 papers on the table and handed them to her.

Wang Jingxi ignored it, but concentrated on reading the lyrics.

Watch the butterflies snap with your fingertips, fanning a farewell

I push away the silent years and continue my dream to another page

You and I just met each other, did we ever have an oath?

Walking into familiar but unfamiliar thoughts

Your eyes are full of time

There is a story behind you

This life is like a dream, I wish to count the passing years

Write with you the vicissitudes of life

Glimpse of light between mountains and colorful clouds

Your hidden line travels through thousands of years

Life is nothing more than thirty thousand days in a trance

The long world, lingering in nostalgia

.........

After watching it twice, Wang Jingxuan had only one thought in her mind: Why are all talented people scumbags?

"The words are very powerful."

Yang Lingyue paused for a moment, but this word can be understood no matter how you interpret it. The main reason is that the music came out first, so it is destined not to be distorted. Moreover, the person opposite has not been baptized by the "stigmatization of nouns", so he said: "Compared with the past, it is thousands of years old. Words are nothing.”

Sure enough, Wang Jingxuan felt that he understood it correctly. After all, he was a person who had great feelings for his family and country.

"That's right, I've been reading his books."

Yang Lingyue didn't want to discuss these things and was easily harmonized, so she said: "Since there is nothing to do, just watch less. After all, you are most attractive when you are still a literary young woman."

Wang Jing glanced at her. She was not stupid. They were secretly scolding her for being simple-minded.

One word popped out decisively: "Get out."

Yang Lingyue smiled: "I previously invested in a documentary about intangible cultural heritage, and I have already decided to use this song as the theme song. Let Chen Jiaying and Zhang Yun discuss the specific details. Liu Haolin and the others are also arranging the music."

"OK."

Wang Jingxun was still tight-lipped, and then she took the lyrics and put them in her pocket.

Yang Lingyue didn't say anything when he saw this, he just watched her pack her bag silently, then got up and left.

Wang Jingxuan ran to the underground garage as if running for her life. She didn't take a breath until she was sitting in the car. She was very conflicted, afraid that he would force herself again, but also a little eager. After all, the taste was really good.

He grabbed the passenger's bag, took out the lyrics and looked at it again. Is this compensation?

It's really tiring, it's better to keep it simple.

But who is not a complicated and contradictory person?

Yang Lingyue wanted to get off work, but Li Jing and Han Jia'v stopped him.