Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 3

Xiong Zhenghai was taken aback when he heard the words, and then burst out laughing.

"Yu Dongqing, don't be funny, can you write better songs at your level? If that's the case, I will give you my position as the music director!"

"Director Xiong, what you said is to dampen people's enthusiasm."

"The composer is the composer, and the arranger is the arranger. That is not the same thing at all, not to mention his arranger level."

"Enough!" Wu Lanjiao snorted to stop everyone's discussion.

Although she was very dissatisfied with Yu Dongqing's performance today, she would not tolerate her subordinates' ridicule of him.

"This is the end of today's meeting, break up! Holly, you stay."

After the rest of the people left, Wu Lan asked concerned: "Dongqing, are you okay? I saw that you were distracted just now. Did something happen at home? Is Tongtong okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, everything is fine." Yu Dongqing replied with a smile.

"Don't take what you said just now to heart, just work hard, Fang Jinsong will send you the revised score, try your best to compile it!"

"Don't worry, I will do well." Yu Dongqing said calmly.

"Is there anything else? Director Wu."

"No, you go."

This is Yu Dongqing.
Hey, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let him attend this meeting.

Wu Lan sighed slightly in her heart.

In fact, she is very optimistic about her senior brother, how energetic she was when she organized a band at school!

With a tall and straight figure and a sharp-edged face, he can sing and write songs, and I was even moved by him.

But I don’t know how, after entering the society, I don’t know if the edges and corners were flattened by setbacks, and the passion in the past has no longer become much mediocre.

As an arranger, it can only be regarded as qualified, but it is far from excellent.

This reminded Wu Lan of a word - Jiang Lang's talent is exhausted.

Even so, Wu Lan still takes good care of him, and she feels guilty towards him.

It's because of Yu Dongqing's voice!
Yu Dongqing had a clear voice when he was in school, with very good clarity, timbre, and temperature. He was very popular when he debuted. Even if he couldn't become a singer-songwriter, he would still be popular in the entertainment circle just because of his tall, handsome appearance and good voice. Create a world.

Just two years after his debut, he suddenly had a problem with his throat and had to rest. The final examination revealed that he had polyps on his vocal cords. He could be treated conservatively or undergo surgery immediately.

As a friend, she suggested to have an operation immediately, so that he can recover and return to the music scene soon, so as not to be forgotten by people, and she was very enthusiastic to help him find the attending doctor of Tongren Hospital through friends.

The polyp was successfully removed, but Yu Dongqing's voice became hoarse!Had to say goodbye to the music scene.

Later, I learned that this was a sequela of the operation—no one could guarantee that the voice would be as good as it was before, and even if the polyp was not removed at the time, it must be avoided to cause cancer in the end.

Yu Dongqing didn't blame Wu Lan for this matter, but she always felt guilty in her heart, as if she was the one who caused all this.So take care of him and maintain him everywhere at work.

Just like today.

She is also very clear that some people in the company have opinions on this.

Ugh.
Wu Lan looked at the sunlight outside the window and sighed faintly.

Besides, when Yu Dongqing returned to her office, as soon as she sat in her work room, Li Wei leaned over and whispered, "Brother Yu, did you offend Xiong Zhenghai just now?"

"what happened?"

"That guy just came over to talk to Zhang Siqi and the others about your meeting just now. He laughed at you for writing a song so loudly on purpose, didn't you let everyone hear it?! Who is it, really."

Zhang Siqi was in her early thirties, and was considered Xiong Zhenghai's direct descendant.

No wonder Zhang Siqi looked at her strangely when she first came in.Yu Dongqing pondered in her heart.

"What's so great about being able to compose music?" Luo Yun in front turned around and also defended Yu Dongqing.

"You underestimated our arrangement? Even if the composition is red flowers, we need the green leaves of our arrangement."

"Actually, you're not quite right."

Yu Dongqing suddenly said something, and Luo Yun opened her beautiful eyes: "What do you mean?"

"To be precise, the relationship between composition and arrangement should be the relationship between people and clothes. Without our arrangement, the songs they composed would be equivalent to streaking."

"Puchi." Luo Yun was suddenly amused, and his chest was suddenly choppy.

"Brother Yu, I usually see you as serious, but I didn't expect you to be quite humorous."

"Just kidding, you guys go about your business, I'm fine."

The chat between the three ended here. Yu Dongqing turned on the computer, and after a while, he received an email from the company's internal network system. After a while, he was still on the side, and he opened the composition software Notation and started to work seriously.

From morning to afternoon, Yu Dongqing was busy on the computer even after lunch, which aroused Luo Yun's curiosity, and she leaned over Yu Dongqing's chair and asked, "Brother Yu, what are you busy with? "

Yu Dongqing smelled the faint scent of perfume again, and the tenderness on her shoulders.

"Temporarily confidential."

Yu Dongqing smiled and closed the software window casually.

"cut"

Luo Yun pouted, turned and left.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Yu Dongqing was able to get it done. He put on headphones and listened carefully and modified a few notes of the arrangement. He was satisfied with the generated audio file and sent it directly to Wu Lan's e-mail together with the score.

Finally got it.

Call it a day!

Yu Dongqing stretched and turned off the computer.He left the company with his briefcase, followed the crowd into the subway, and hurried back to his home.

As soon as she got out of the elevator and took the key to open the door, Yu Dongqing suddenly heard the sound of a piano ding ding dong dong in the room.

Yu Dongqing listened carefully and played "Little Star Variations".

This is a piano piece composed by Mozart in 265, K. 300/1778e in C major.The first paragraph of its variation, later accompanied by the lyrics by the British poetess Jane Taylor, became the well-known nursery rhyme "Little Star" (Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle).

Yu Dongqing listened carefully. Although her fingering was not strong enough due to her young age, she played skillfully and full of aura.

Um.
It should be my daughter Yu Tongtong, who came back from kindergarten after school.

After Yu Dongqing opened the door, there was a little girl wearing a bow tie sitting next to the piano in the living room playing the piano, but there was a tall girl next to her who was instructing, with short hair and denim shorts, and a pair of big white legs that dazzled the eyes.

"Brother-in-law, you are back."

When the girl saw Yu Dongqing enter the room, she smiled at him and concentrated on watching the little girl play the piano.

She is really a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, and there is a heroic spirit in her brows.

By the way, her name is Mingmei.

A student of the Directing Department of the Central Academy of Drama, a 20-year-old sophomore, is the half-sister of his wife Mingrui who died of illness. The two sisters have a good relationship.

After her sister passed away, she was worried that Yu Dongqing, a big man, could not take good care of Yu Tongtong, so she often visited her niece.Playing the piano is also her personal guidance when she comes over on weekends.

Before Yu Dongqing could reply, she saw the little girl slipping down from the stool, running towards him with her hands open and smiling.

"Dad is back. My aunt sent me back."

Yu Dongqing was taken aback, quickly put down the briefcase, and hugged the little girl affectionately.

"Dad, I did well in the kindergarten, and the teacher rewarded me with a little red flower again." The little girl chirped.

"Well, I know Tongtong is a good baby."

After the father and daughter made out for a while, Yu Tongtong was driven to the piano by Mingmei again, and she was a little reluctant to play.

Immediately, the sound of tinkling piano sounded again in the room.

"Tongtong, the 6th variation here is not played correctly, the speed of the left hand should be a little faster, and I will watch my aunt play it for you."

After Mingmei finished speaking, she sat on the piano chair, and a pair of slender hands began to play.

Yu Dongqing didn't speak, but sat on the side sofa and listened quietly.

The playing was indeed much better than what my daughter played just now.

At this moment, the afternoon sun shines through the window on the bright side of the face, revealing a nearly transparent whiteness.

Piano, beauty, summer sunshine.

Yu Dongqing suddenly felt that the picture was beautiful and wanted to take a picture of it.

It's a pity that I don't have a suitable camera at hand. It would be great if I used the Nikon D6 SLR that I often use!
The phone is just okay.

Yu Dongqing took out her iPhone, turned on the camera, chose a good angle and quietly took pictures.

gorgeous.

Such a beautiful girl, I don't know which brat will be cheaper in the future?
Yu Dongqing sighed while patting her heart.

(End of this chapter)