Chapter 49

I lost at the bottom.

This wave of operation of Jiang Kui shows sun yaohuo's face, and he even has some respect.

Jiangkui is a respectable opponent.

And Lin Yuan's next words, it is hard to stimulate sun yaohuo!

Because Lin Yuan asked Jiang Kui on his own initiative: "do you have any plans to send songs next?"

Poop!

Poop!

Jiang Kui's heart rate suddenly accelerated. She just didn't want to lose to sun yaohuo.

But she really didn't expect that she could really lick an opportunity. At this moment, she fully understood sun yaohuo: "yes After the new year's meeting, I will send a new song, but I haven't met a suitable work yet... "

Sun yaohuo's eyes are red.

The fire of jealousy is burning!

Lin Yuan nodded: "then your vital capacity should be ok?"

Jiang Kui nodded: "I used to learn vocal music when the special exercise of vital capacity!"

"What about sharing?"

This is what Lin Yuan is most concerned about.

Jiang Kui was very good, almost did not hesitate to say: "if you can cooperate with Mr. Lin Yuan again, I can accept any suggestions you put forward. Just look at them and give them to me!"

"Well..."

Lin Yuan is noncommittal.

This is a great bargain.

Lin Yuan slightly frowned, in fact, what he was most afraid of was that others said "you look at me and give me" and so on.

Give too little, I will be embarrassed.

Give more, they will feel distressed.

Jiangkui is waiting for Lin Yuan's following, only to find that Lin Yuan stopped talking, and suddenly he felt a thump in his heart:

What did I say wrong?

On the contrary, sun yaohuo was worried.

Although he is a competitor with Jiangkui, Jiangkui is about to lose this rare opportunity. After all, he can't help but help. He reminds me like a gag: "if my younger brother wants to cooperate with me, I don't want to share it anyway."

Last time I had dinner with Lin Yuan, sun yaohuo touched Lin Yuan's pulse.

Jiang Kui quickly changed his words and said, "yes, I don't want to share!"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan was relieved.

He is not a person who can push an inch. He can't be so greedy: "let's divide the accounts according to the old rules. I have a song here, which is quite suitable for you."

Lin Yuan refers to the balloon.

This song needs a female singer with enough lung capacity to sing. Jiang Kui has enough lung capacity to be a suitable person.

As for the old rule, singers get 0.5 percent.

How can Jiang Kui not like it?

As a matter of fact, like sun yaohuo, she could accept no money. For fear that Lin Yuan would repent, she nodded wildly: "good, good!"

Finish.

Jiang Kui looked at sun yaohuo gratefully. She didn't know that teacher Lin Yuan was struggling with the problem.

It works!

Sun yaohuo also reminded Jiang Kui with a try mentality. He didn't expect that this student with unique personality would really eat this set of food, which made him realize that he seemed to have hope too!

……

The next day, Lin Yuan sent next month's manuscript to editor Yang Feng's email. Anyway, the system had already divided the volume.

It was late January.

Colleges and universities across the country have ushered in the winter vacation.

The students of Qinzhou art college have packed their things and are ready to go home tomorrow.

Lin Yuan also wants to go home.

So he came to the company the day before the winter vacation and planned to take a leave with Lao Zhou.

Because according to the contract, when he has no class, he will go to work in the company. If he doesn't go to work, it will be counted as Lin Yuan's absenteeism, and his salary will be deducted.

It doesn't matter if you take leave.

Entering the office in charge of the composition department on the tenth floor, Lin Yuan found that it was empty, so he asked his colleague Wu Yong where Lao Zhou was.

Wu Yong said: "the director usually works on the 22nd floor. What do you want to do?"

Lin Yuan said, "ask for leave."

Wu Yong shook his head: "I advise you to give up this idea. It's not difficult to ask for leave at ordinary times, but it's not the same now. Every year before the annual leave, many people try to ask for leave with Lao Zhou. As a result, Lao Zhou resents them very badly. After all, the new year begins, many singers have to send songs, and the composing department is busy."

"I'll try."

With that, Lin Yuan took the elevator to the director's office of the composition department on the 22nd floor.

“……”

Wu Yong saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he didn't say anything. When Lin Yuan hit the wall, he knew how hard it was to ask for leave years ago.

Enter the 22nd floor.

As soon as Lin Yuan came to the door of Lao Zhou's office, he heard Lao Zhou angry in it: "ask for leave? no way! Don't think you're a senior composer, I'm going to get used to you! You know how many singers in the artists department are going to release songs after the Spring Festival. You don't even have a chance to find leisure at this time! If you really want to ask for advice, all the composers in your composition department must give me a decent song if they want to ask for leave! ""Well, I see."

The elder brother who was scolded by Lao Zhou walked out of the office in dismay.

At this time, Lao Zhou noticed Lin Yuan at the door. He didn't want to be too strict, so he squeezed out a smile: "Lin Yuan, what's the matter with you coming to me?"

Lin Yuan said, "ask for leave."

Lao Zhou: "I'm not sure."

His smile faded away.

Didn't you see that guy who just asked for leave was scolded by me?

He coughed, didn't want to appear too severe, but the tone was still a little stiff: "you should have winter vacation now. According to the contract, you also have to work during winter vacation."

"Well."

Lin Yuan recalled old Zhou Gang's words: "can you take out a song and ask for leave?"

Lao Zhou almost choked: "that's what I say, but the quality of the songs you bring out has to pass. After the new year, many singers have to issue new orders, and some big brands even have plans for new albums. For our composition department, there is a great demand for songs..."

"Is that ok?"

Lin Yuan took out his mobile phone and sent the balloon in front of Lao Zhou.

"New song?"

Lao Zhou stares at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan nodded: "new song."

Lao Zhou didn't say much, so he put on his earphone and listened to it.

After listening to it, Lao Zhou's eyes widened slightly -

the quality of Lin Yuan's new song is very good. Although it is not as good as big fish, there is no problem in the degree of ear catching.

But is Lin Yuan too high-yielding?

I thought Lin Yuan had been drained before, but I didn't expect to write a new song that sounds good today.

Lin Yuan asked: "can I ask for leave?"

Lao Zhou nodded mechanically: "OK Ok Who are you going to sing this song to? "

Lin Yuan had a draft: "Jiangkui."

Jiangkui?

Lao Zhou thought about it and said, "Jiang Kui really has a plan to make a new order, and she is in the process of choosing a song. This song" balloon "is quite suitable. She should not refuse it."

"Well."

Lin Yuan said, "can I go now?"

Old Zhou had no choice but to smile bitterly: "OK, you can go. After all, you have finished the work you did years ago."

He couldn't find the fault with balloon.

Lin Yuan nodded and went back to the tenth floor. Wu Yong saw Lin Yuan coming back and said, "well, I told you, the director won't approve the fake at this time."

"Yes, please."

Lin Yuan said, picking up his things.

Wu Yong stayed for a few seconds, and he was overjoyed: "is the director so easy to talk this year? Hey, hey, I'm going to ask for leave, too! "

"Well."

Lin Yuan goes back to his place and picks up his things.

When he was ready to leave, he met Wu Yong, who came back. Lin Yuan took advantage of the situation and said, "are you going to take a vacation?"

“……”

Wu Yong looked at Lin Yuan bitterly: "I was sprayed by the director. Why didn't you say that you took a new song in exchange for a holiday?"

"Yes."

Of course, Lin Yuanli said, "can't you just exchange songs for songs?"

Wu Yong felt offended and said, "why do you think I have songs that I can exchange for holidays?"

Lin Yuan thought about it and said, "I thought you could."

Said, Lin Yuan has been carrying a small bag, happy to leave.

Wu Yong stares at Lin Yuan's back, remembers Lin Yuan's relaxed tone, and has some doubts about himself for a moment -

is it really so simple to write a new song with good quality?