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Chapter 280

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Under the lead of a staff member, Xiao Yunhai saw Hong Tianchou, who was listening to songs in a top-notch recording studio.

He was wearing a headset and listening to a singer in his fifties.

In addition to the two of them, there was also an old acquaintance of Xiao Yunhai. It was Meng Fei, a top-notch sound recordist who had worked with him before.

Seeing Xiao Yunhai come in, Meng Fei's eyes lit up. He quickly put down his headphones and greeted him. "Yunhai, you haven't been here for some time. Have you forgotten your old friend now that you're rich? "

Xiao Yunhai chuckled and said, "Teacher Meng, you've wronged me. Recently, I've been so busy that my feet haven't touched the ground. Not to mention your place, I haven't even had time to go to school. "

Meng Fei said angrily, "I know. You've become a director. You've invested 600 million yuan in your first movie. You're the only one in the entire entertainment circle who has such courage. Alas, you have such high musical attainment and strong creative ability, but you're involved in some TV series. It's a pity for your talent.

Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "You think too highly of me. Teacher Meng, who's the singer inside? "

Meng Fei said, "It's Hua Xia's famous bel canto singer, Teacher Zhao Hong. Alas, it's a pity that Teacher Zhao's standard is absolutely unquestionable. But the songs collected are really speechless. It's not much different from the situation of 'Kangxi the Great'. Do you have any idea? "

Xiao Yunhai said, "You just praised me so much. If I can't come up with a theme song, wouldn't I be ashamed to face you, Teacher Meng?"

Meng Fei chuckled and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Ask Director Hong to stop. It's been sung twice. It's meaningless to listen to it again. "

Meng Fei walked over and interrupted their singing.

Hong Tianchou frowned and looked at Meng Fei. "Old Meng, what are you doing?"

Meng Fei said, "Our great talent is here. Don't listen to these songs."

Only then did Hong Tianchou see Xiao Yunhai with a smile on his face.

"You're here, kid. Hurry up. What suitable songs do you have?" Hong Tianchou said.

At this time, Zhao Hong also walked out.

Xiao Yunhai quickly reached out his hand and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Zhao. I'm Xiao Yunhai. Nice to meet you."

Zhao Hongzheng felt that the young man in front of him looked familiar. When he heard him call himself Xiao Yunhai, he immediately recognized him. He reached out and shook hands with him. "Welcome, Yun Huang."

Xiao Yunhai hurriedly said politely, "Teacher Zhao, you must be joking."

"Alright, let's talk later. Yunhai, hurry up and give me the score. I'll get someone to do the accompaniment. "

Xiao Yunhai shook his head and said, "Director Hong, are you kidding? I came here as soon as I received your call. How could I have time to write a score?"

Hong Tianchou said anxiously, "What should we do? Why don't you go in and sing for me? "

"There's no hurry." Xiao Yunhai said, "Let me talk about this song first. To be exact, the lyrics weren't written by me, but by Yang Shen from the Ming Dynasty's Immortal Linjiang. I just added a tune to it. "

"Yang Shen? Immortal in the River? "

Hong Tianchou had never heard of it, but he vaguely felt that the name seemed familiar.

Meng Fei said, "Yunhai, don't keep us guessing. You can sing it first and listen to it. "

Xiao Yunhai nodded and hummed the song "The East Flowing Water of the Yangtze River" by Mr. Yang Hongji in his previous life.

After singing, a trace of disappointment flashed across Hong Tianchou's face. He said bluntly, "This song is not good."

Zhao Hong's eyes lit up and he said eagerly, "No, this song is absolutely good."

Looking at the two people's different reactions, Xiao Yunhai said with a smile, "It seems that Mr. Zhao has heard it. Not bad. If this song is matched with the majestic music and your bel canto singing, it will definitely be popular in Hua Xia."

Zhao Hong said happily, "Are you willing to let me sing this song?"

Xiao Yunhai chuckled and said, "I can't sing bel canto, and I don't know any bel canto singers. Who else can I give it to if not you? "

Hong Tianchou was a little confused and said, "What do you mean? Let me tell you first, I didn't agree to use this song. "

Zhao Hong said confidently, "Director Hong, you will agree later. Mr. Xiao, now we need to trouble you to write the score, so that we can play the accompaniment. "

After personally experiencing Xiao Yunhai's peerless talent, Zhao Hong immediately raised Xiao Yunhai's status in his heart by several levels.

Xiao Yunhai said, "Mr. Zhao, just call me Yunhai. Do you have a pen here? I'll write the score now. "

Under Hong Tianchou's suspicious gaze, Xiao Yunhai moved the song "The Rolling Yangtze River Flows Eastward" from his previous life and gave it to Meng Fei.

An hour later, Meng Fei walked in with the accompaniment. He gave Xiao Yunhai a thumbs up and said: "You brat, you're simply an evildoer. The arrangement of this song is really great."

Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "Mr. Meng, you flatter me."

Zhao Hong, who was on the side, said eagerly, "Old Meng, hurry up. Let's do it again. I can't wait."

Meng Fei nodded and said, "Okay, there won't be a problem this time. Director Hong, the theme song of 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' will appear soon. "

Hong Tianchou said, "That's the best."

Soon, all the preparations were done. Zhao Hong walked into the recording room, adjusted his voice, and nodded to Meng Fei outside.

A grand and long prelude quickly entered Hong Tianchou's ears, and he suddenly felt enlightened. He thought to himself, "Good spirit."

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves are washed away …"

As soon as Zhao Hong's open-minded and heroic bel canto came out, Hong Tianchou's whole body trembled. A strong sense of history and vicissitudes hit him in the face.

At this moment, he was finally sure that Meng Fei was right. This was the best theme song of 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms'.

After Zhao Hong finished singing, he walked out and said, "Old Hong, what do you think this time?"

"This is it." Hong Tianchou's face was very excited. He turned to Xiao Yunhai and said, "You're really a bastard. You didn't take out such a good song even though you had it. You made me look for it for so long in vain. "

Xiao Yunhai smiled bitterly and said, "The main thing is that you didn't ask. However, Director Hong, let's be a gentleman first. How much are you going to pay for this song? "

Hong Tianchou laughed and scolded, "You're so rich now. You still lack my money."

Xiao Yunhai said, "That won't do. If it's you alone, I don't want a single cent. I can even give it to you for free. But if it's those rich people who are really paying, then I'm sorry. If they don't pay according to my market price, I won't sell it. If they want me to work for them for free, let alone a door, there's not even a window. "

When Hong Tianchou heard this, he laughed and said, "You still have a little conscience, kid. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. Now that we have the opening song, there's only the ending song left. As the saying goes, don't bother two masters for one matter. I'll leave this matter to you. "

Xiao Yunhai shook his head and said, "Director Hong, I don't have any inspiration for the ending song now. How about this, give me two days. I'll think about it carefully and give you an answer by then. Of course, you can also look for other suitable songs in these two days. If you find any, just tell me, lest I do some useless work. "

In fact, Xiao Yunhai had already thought about it. He was going to use the ending song of the Three Kingdoms in his previous life, 'The Sky of History'. However, if he took it out now, it would be too high-profile. Therefore, Xiao Yunhai decided to wait for two days.

After listening to Xiao Yunhai's words, Hong Tianchou felt a little apologetic and said, "Yunhai, you're so busy, yet I still asked you to take the time to write a song for me. It really makes me feel a little embarrassed. However, I really have no other choice. This time, I, Old Hong, owe you a favor. If you have any problems in the future, feel free to look for me. "

Xiao Yunhai joked, "Director Hong, your words make me feel a little uneasy. Why does it sound like you're not going to give me the money? "

Hong Tianchou patted Xiao Yunhai's shoulder and laughed, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're satisfied with the money."

Xiao Yunhai patted his chest and said, "That's good. Alright, I still have something to do. Director Hong, Teacher Zhao, and Teacher Meng, I'll take my leave first. "

After the three of them sent Xiao Yunhai out of the door, Zhao Hong said, "This Cloud Emperor is indeed brimming with talent. It's just that he's a bit too realistic, always putting money at his mouth."

Hong Tianchou shook his head and said, "Old Zhao, it's because you don't know him. He just said that because he didn't want to be polite with me. This kid entered the entertainment circle last year. It's been less than a year, but he's already doing well in the entertainment circle with tens of millions of fans. A conservative estimate is that his net worth now is at least one billion yuan. "

Zhao Hong's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "He earned one billion yuan in less than a year? That's too incredible. "

Hong Tianchou said, "It's at least one billion yuan. I heard that the popular variety show 'The Voice of Hua Xia' was invested in by this kid. Do you think a rich man like him will care about this little bit of money? "

Zhao Hong smiled bitterly and said, "I was wrong. Sigh, young people nowadays are really amazing. Compared to him, I feel like I've been living like a dog for decades. "

Hong Tianchou sighed and said, "I have the same feeling. It seems that it's time to retire. "

… … ….

In Beijing, in the villa of Zhao Mingsheng, the president of Hanhai Film Investment Company, Zhao Wanqing's mother, Yan Piaoyun, was chatting with a fashionably dressed woman in her forties. Sitting next to her was a young man in his twenties with glasses and a gentle face.

"Piaoyun, I haven't seen you for a long time. You're getting more and more beautiful," the lady said.

Yan Piaoyun laughed and said, "Sister Li, don't joke around. I'm already so old, but I'm getting more and more beautiful. Wouldn't I be a monster? "

The young man next to her said, "Auntie Yan, my mother is right. Junhao hasn't seen you for several years. When I see you today, I find that you seem to be younger. "

Yan Piaoyun said, "Junhao, you're getting better at talking. You went to study in the United States for four years. I heard that you majored in directing. It seems that there will be another big director in Hua Xia in two years. "

That Sister Li said, "Don't praise him anymore. Not everyone can be a director. I don't know if he learned any real skills outside. Wan Qing, on the other hand, has been amazing in these two years. Not only did she become an excellent female singer, but she also starred in a TV series with 22% ratings. To be honest, I've been watching this show. My tears are flowing. Now, there's probably no one in Hua Xia who doesn't know her. "

Hearing his mother mention Zhao Wanqing, the young man named Junhao's eyes lit up and said, "Auntie Yan, I wonder where Wan Qing went? I haven't seen her for so many years. I really want to see her. "

Yan Piaoyun smiled and said, "This child is very busy now. She flies all over the world and the number of times she comes home is getting less and less. To be honest, I don't know when she will come back. "

Sister Li laughed and said, "This shows that Wan Qing is popular. Some stars can't be busy even if they want to. By the way, Wan Qing is 21 this year, right? I wonder if she has a boyfriend? "

When Yan Piaoyun heard this, her heart thumped and she instantly understood.

It turned out that the wife of the Deputy Minister of Culture came over for her daughter Wan Qing.

Yes, this lady's name was Li Rong. She was a college classmate with Zhao Wanqing's mother, Yan Piaoyun. After graduation, she married the current Deputy Minister of Culture, Tian Jishang. Later, she gave birth to a son, Tian Junhao.

Before Zhao Mingsheng's Hanhai Film Investment Company became famous, he also received help from Tian Jishang. But later, Zhao Mingsheng found that Tian Jishang seemed to have some problems, so the two families had less contact.

Yan Piaoyun laughed and said, "I really don't know about this. The child has grown up and has her own privacy. As parents, we can't be too lenient. As for the child's marriage, Mingsheng and I have also discussed it. It's up to her. As long as she likes it. "

At this point, Yan Piaoyun had made it clear to Li Rong that her daughter's affairs were up to her. It was useless to tell me.

Li Rong deliberately pretended not to understand and said, "Piaoyun, since we're talking about Wan Qing, then I won't beat around the bush. I came here today to ask for your opinion. Our two families are also old friends. You and I are college classmates. Ji Shang and Mingsheng have a good relationship. If we can become in-laws, I think it will be a happy occasion for everyone. "

"To be honest, our Junhao has always liked Wan Qing. The reason why he went to the United States to study directing was that Wan Qing wanted to be an actress. He wanted to help her so he chose this. Piaoyun, what do you think? "

Tian Junhao said, "Aunt Yan, if Wan Qing can marry me, I swear I will be good to her for the rest of my life."

Although Yan Piaoyun was very unhappy, she smiled like a spring breeze and said, "Sister Li, Junhao, thank you for appreciating Wan Qing so much. It's just that I really don't dare to make any guarantees about this matter. I can only say that as long as Wan Qing agrees, Mingsheng and I will never object. "

In other words, if Zhao Wanqing did not agree, it meant that the two of them would not agree.

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