At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun shone on Ye Ning's body through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She could only feel the heat after being up all night.

In front of her, on two screens connected to the computer, one displayed the sales volume of three albums, and the other displayed the song list of Gu Qinghan's album.

There are many reasons why she pays attention to it. On the one hand, she wants to determine whether she needs to increase sales. On the other hand, she wants to see if Lu Yang's creative ability is stable.

"Gu Qinghan values ​​this guy so much?" Ye Ning said to herself, "Or is the quality of the songs just good?"

"Maple" ranks second only to the title song "Say Goodbye" in the entire album, so Ye Ning had no trouble finding it.

Click to play.

The simple piano sound, and the sad piano sound again.

It was a different melody from "Said Goodbye", but the style was the same, and it created an even sadder atmosphere. When Ye Ning heard it, she only had one thought.

——Suffer.

At this time, Gu Qinghan's slightly hoarse singing voice was inserted into Lu Yang's accompaniment, and the atmosphere suddenly became melancholy and desolate, as if it was autumn.

"The dark cloud casts a shadow in our hearts."

"I listen to feelings that have been silent for a long time."

"Clearness and transparency are like beautiful scenery."

"You can only see it clearly in your memories."

"..."

Ye Ning placed her fingers on the wooden desk and kept tapping along with the rhythm, but the speed became faster and faster, and her heart became confused.

what happened?

You clearly didn’t want to hear songs of the same quality before, but now that you’ve really faced reality, do you still feel a sense of relief?

Strictly speaking, this song "Maple" is not pop, but lyrical rock. Many female singers have difficulty mastering this style, but Gu Qinghan's last album was clearly rock.

Thinking of this, Ye Ning had to admire Lu Yang.

When she sent the invitation to Lu Yang, she thought that the song "Say Goodbye" he composed was years of hard work, but this song completely shattered her suspicions.

——This man is not a sudden moment.

But really talented.

He customized songs for Gu Qinghan and even understood her depth very well.

At this time, the singing in the earphones continued, and the singing and accompaniment heightened the atmosphere to a certain extent. Ye Ning put her legs together and grabbed the edge of the table hard. She knew that the climax was coming and she had to be prepared.

"The slowly falling maple leaves are like longing."

"I light candles to warm the autumn at the end of the year."

"Aurora plunders the horizon."

"The north wind passes by and misses your face."

"I burned my love into fallen leaves."

"But I can't change the familiar face."

"..."

Ye Ning's legs couldn't be stretched any longer.

Chinese literati since ancient times have often used autumn to describe parting, and countless poems and songs have painted autumn with a sad color.

Using the falling maple leaves as a metaphor for longing, coupled with the autumn full of memories, it is difficult not to make people feel sad.

Ye Ning was indeed a little sad. She felt that none of the dozen or so songs sung by Chen Shuwen could compete with "Maple".

At this moment, the climax came one after another, and it came again:

"The flowing red rain on the mountainside drifts with the north wind."

"I gently sway the wind chime."

"Want to awaken the abandoned love."

"Snowflakes have covered the ground."

"I'm afraid the maple leaves outside the window have frozen."

"..."

At the end of the climax, the maple leaves in the song turned to ice. After Ye Ning gasped for air, she felt that Chen Shuwen's album was about to turn to ice too.

The arrangements of "Say Goodbye" and "Maple" are amazing, and they are perfect for this kind of sad love song that is told slowly.

After the song ended, she always felt that there were memories floating in the air. It was obviously midsummer, but Ye Ning felt as desolate as late autumn.

There is no need to listen to other songs. According to Gu Qinghan's song selection standards, even if the songs in it cannot be compared with the two songs given by Lu Yang, they are definitely not too bad.

——That's how the name "Good Songs Waste Machine" comes from.

She cut out the song list, looked through Weibo, and finally found the report on the day of Gu Qinghan's interview.

Clicking on the picture, Ye Ning looked at the angular face of the young man above. He looked high-spirited, as if standing there was the focus of the audience, and his beauty as Gu Qinghan was only worthy of embellishment.

Such people seem to be born to live in the spotlight.

She drank the last sip of boiling water on hand and forked out the web page, with only one thought in her mind.

——To get this man.

Whether it is a treatment that is higher than his current reputation, or a share that is beyond the reach of newcomers, she, Bihai Entertainment, can provide it.

"Call Chen Shuwen to come up." Ye Ning ordered his assistant.

After a while, Chen Shuwen pushed the door open and bowed to say hello to Ye Ning behind the desk. She stood aside silently and caught sight of Ye Ning's bloodshot eyes from the corner of her eye.

"The song "Maple" from Gu Qinghan's album." Ye Ning asked, "Have you listened to it?"

Another scapegoat, Chen Shuwen thought to herself, lowering her head, "I've heard it."

"Have you heard?" But this performance was mocking in Ye Ning's eyes, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Where no one noticed, Chen Shuwen pursed her lips. Of course she had a lot to say:

For example, the lyrics and music of the two songs completely undercut Ye Ning's production. For example, you forced yourself to share the stage with Queen Zhou and insisted on writing sad love songs that you are not good at...

But under the eaves, all Chen Shuwen blurted out was, "I can't sing the feeling of Gu Qinghan. There is no emotion in my singing."

"Don't be too discouraged." Ye Ning stood up, "Lu Yang's lyrics and music are very good. We all know what Gu Qinghan's previous songs were like."

She added: "In Bihai Entertainment, there are not many songwriters who can write such sad love songs, and even fewer producers who can train singers. Do you... know what I mean?"

Chen Shuwen raised her head and saw Ye Ning's pretending to be gentle, "I know."

She had long understood Ye Ning's intention to sign Lu Yang over, but she had failed before.

Now if we try hard, if we succeed, we can imagine what the headlines of the news reports will be. They are nothing more than hyping up Lu Yang’s creative ability, and more likely to praise him as the most brilliant creative genius in the history of the Chinese music scene.

Of course, no matter what the content is, the key will never change.

——Lu Yang is very strong, so Ye Ning did not lose.

And what she has to do now is to praise Lu Yang in front of the media to gain favor.

Ye Ning would not let down his dignity to do such a thing unless Lu Yang became one of his own.

Ye Ning looked at the sales rankings on the monitor. Due to pre-sales, her and Chen Shuwen's album sales were always far ahead, but Gu Qinghan was chasing after them, and the growth rate was extremely fast.

Zhou Qiuyue and Li Yuyu have long been reduced to running around.

It is conceivable that if it continues to develop at this speed, it will not be difficult for Gu Qinghan's album to reach the top.

"Don't worry, the album sales won't be too bad." Ye Ning said softly.

Chen Shuwen raised her head, and the sunlight filtered in from the window, making Ye Ning's heavily made-up face in the shadow, and she understood what she meant.

——It’s time to boost sales.

In order to stabilize the queen's position.

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