Chapter 363
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"Mu Yan, what are you doing? There's no such thing as Xixi. You must have remembered wrongly!" His manager, Ma Chao, chased after him in a hurry and pulled him away. He kept winking at Director Zhang.
The little singer from Cosmos Entertainment, Qi Xiu, sold his album very quickly. There were already senior musicians on Weibo who gave him a lot of praise and affirmation after listening to his music.
Gao Lang, Mu Yan's mentor and friend, had just recommended Qi Xiu's song and posted a long comment saying that there was hope for a resurgence in Huaxia's music industry.
In particular, Teacher Gao Lang gave high praise for the three main songs of Qi Xiu's album, praising him as a genius songwriter. He said that the three songs he wrote for Qi Xiu had far surpassed the highest level of the Huaxia's music industry. It would not be a problem for him to go global.
When Mu Yan saw that his life mentor had said so, he immediately asked someone to bring Qi Xiu's album and listened to his songs.
As Mu Yan's manager, he was also a music major. Although he did not dare to say that he was proficient in music, he had no problem in judging.
The quality of the three main songs was indeed very high. Any one of them could be popular in the streets and alleys, let alone the three songs in the same album.
If these three songs were put in one album, it would be enough to make the album soar. If they were used in one album, the effect would be too explosive.
Teacher Gao Lang's evaluation of the songwriter was a level higher than that of the singer Qi Xiu. The songwriter's name was Xixi.
Among the three main songs, the first one was called Green Silk.
He clearly remembered that day when he came to look for Mu Yan and was chased away by him. He said his name was Xixi and one of the songs he wrote was called Green Silk.
He had to keep this matter to himself and never let Mu Yan know about it. Otherwise, he would have to pack his bags and get out of here.
"What Xixi? I don't know. " Director Zhang was fuming. He had been preparing his new album for two years and thought that the quality and standard would be the highest in the music industry. Who would have thought that it would be intercepted halfway?
Su Muyan sneered. "You don't know? The whole company knows that there's a music producer called Xixi who came to me with his original song. "
"Muyan, there are many people with the same name in the world. I can be called Xixi, and you can also be called Xixi." Not only did Director Zhang remember it, but he also remembered it very clearly. It was the day when Mr. Fu came over and a little beggar came. "You can calculate the time when Xixi came to look for you and compare it with the time when Qi Xiu released the album. Do you think it could be him?"
The person who came the other day was just a nobody. It had only been about twenty days since he came to look for her. No matter how impressive Qi Xiu and Cosmos Entertainment were, it was impossible for them to produce such an amazing album in such a short time.
"Mr. Zhang, nothing is absolute." Su Muyan also knew that it was impossible, but there were no absolutes in the world. Half a month was not a long time, but it was not short either. It was still possible to produce an album.
"I asked around and found out that Qi Xiu's album was prepared after the New Year. Even if he found Qi Xiu later, changing the title song is such a big thing. He won't change it just like that." Director Zhang looked at him. "You're still young. You still have a lot of opportunities. Don't be anxious. He's just a newcomer. He won't have much impact on you."
Cosmos Entertainment had a conspiracy. They deliberately chose to release the song on the same day as Mu Yan and used Mu Yan to carry the sedan chair for him. Their abacus was loud and clear, but it also depended on whether he was willing to give them this opportunity.
"I'll leave you to it, Mr. Zhang." Ma Chao pulled Su Muyan away and persuaded him. "Muyan, let's go. You just need to be responsible for singing your songs and composing well. Leave the rest to the company."
He could understand. Mu Yan had been playing music since he was a child. He loved music and was highly praised. Since his debut, he had always been known as a musical genius. Naturally, he had his pride.
Now, there was a newcomer singer, a newcomer songwriter, and was recognized by the seniors in the music industry. It was a big blow to Su Muyan.
This newcomer called Qi Xiu had a strong momentum. Cosmos Entertainment did not play by the rules. No one expected that the song and the singer would be released in the form of short videos. Their popularity soared.
The short videos were a new thing created by Cosmos Entertainment. It was only launched half a year ago and quietly developed. No one paid attention to it. Who knew that it would become so popular unknowingly?
Su Muyan did not know what he was feeling now. He only knew that his mind was in a mess. He only knew that he must not be defeated by a newcomer singer.
As a proud son of God, he was fanatically loved and chased by fans. He was noticed and praised by seniors in the industry, envied by his peers, surrounded by applause and flowers, and favored by God.
He could not lose. No matter what method he used, he absolutely could not lose!
He had not gone far when someone suddenly came out of the office next to him. Caught off guard, they bumped into each other. The folder fell, and the documents inside spilled all over the floor.
Although Su Muyan was irritated to the point of madness, he had to maintain his demeanor at all times. He looked at the frightened female secretary and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine." The female secretary was Director Zhang's secretary. She had left her job and was here to pack her things. Who knew that she would bump into the company's big brother, Su Muyan? She squatted down to pick up the documents. "I'll do it myself."
Su Muyan was already at the critical point of anxiety. He nodded and was about to leave.
Who knew that when he glanced at it, he saw two words: Qingsi. The paper was crumpled, and there were handwritten lyrics and music on it.
His pupils suddenly shrank. He bent down to pick up the paper. When he saw the lyrics and music on it, he was in a bad mood. He asked her in a tense voice, "Where … did this come from?"
The female secretary took a look and smiled embarrassedly. "This was left by a person who broke into the director's office about half a month ago. I seem to have forgotten to throw it away."
She did not know what was wrong with her that day. When she was throwing the trash, she picked up the piece of paper and casually put it in the folder and forgot about it.
When Su Muyan heard the female secretary's words, his face suddenly turned as white as a sheet of paper. It was as if he was struck by lightning. His eyes darkened, and the hand holding the paper tightened. He wanted to crush the paper.
Good!
Really good!
His good manager, his good music director!
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