"Sun Yaohuo followed Xianyu to record the song again?"

"Just in the No. 1 recording studio, I saw them in with my own eyes."

"There are at least one first-tier singer on other floors, and only the 9th floor composition department has not even been given a first-tier singer. Xianyu is not in a hurry and is wasting time with Sun Yaohuo?"

"Who knows what Xianyu is thinking? Just concentrate on picking Jiang Kui. The distance between Jiang Kui and the front line is much closer than Sun Yaohuo."

“…”

A large company like Xingmang is full of people and eyes, and it is also quite lively to gossip in private.

Especially the major floors of the composition department, they have been working hard to sprint for the company's tasks to promote people to various departments at the beginning of the year, so they are naturally very concerned about the performance completion of the ninth floor.

Communication between departments is not blocked.

As we all know, the Ninth Floor has the worst performance completion.

Seeing that the last few months left this year, several other composition departments are speculating whether Xianyu can win a first-line singer in the sprint before the end of the year.

"According to this situation, I guess no one on the Ninth Floor will be able to make it this year."

"If Xianyu gave up Sun Yaohuo and chose to support Jiang Kui in the last few months of sprinting, there would be some hope."

"September to December, a total of four months, including the death group in December, which is difficult."

"The key is that on the new song list now, not only other companies are making efforts, but there are also frequent internal competition among Xingmang. After all, all floors are sprinting."

“…”

And while the company is talking.

An artist in Xingmang is resting in the lounge.

Zhao Yingcong curled his lips and said, "Teacher Xianyu chose me to go to the ninth floor at the beginning, but he is so passive now."

The assistant giggled: "I guess Teacher Xianyu is regretting not choosing you at the beginning."

Zhao Yingchuang is one of the most popular singers in the company, and it is a foregone conclusion that he has entered the front line.

With the support of the 10th floor composition department, things will naturally be easier. Zhao Yingcang has now become a veritable first-line singer.

"Will he regret it?"

Zhao Yingcong suddenly felt a little happy: "Then Teacher Xianyu should have noticed me now. If I invite him to sing next year, will he agree?"

assistant:"……"

It turns out that you worked so hard to attract Xianyu's attention?

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Yingchuang looked at the assistant.

The assistant smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking, the ninth floor should be under a lot of pressure now, right?"

"snort."

Zhao Yingchuang looked confident: "If he had chosen me at the beginning, I could easily help him complete the company's tasks. In the future, the company would have plans to build the King of Songs and Queens. He would definitely choose me next time!"

The assistant wondered: "Why must it be Xianyu? Is the 10th floor composition department not good?"

Zhao Yingchuang snorted: "Of the tenth floor is of course very good, but I like Teacher Xianyu the most. I like the feeling of being paid attention to by him. I just want to sing the songs he wrote."

The assistant smiled: "It's too easy for you to misunderstand that you say this. Isn't it interesting to Teacher Xianyu?"

"No, no, no, it's either a misunderstanding, I'm just interested in him."

Zhao Yingceng looked at the assistant strangely: "Are you not interested in Xianyu?"

The assistant was stunned: "If you want to say this, if anyone in the company is a woman, no matter whether she is single or not, how many people dare to say that they are not greedy for Teacher Yu's body. The problem is that they don't look down on me."

Zhao Yingchuang bit her lip: "How can I know if I don't try this?"

...

Lin Yuan didn't know what Zhao Yingchuang was thinking.

Of course, even if he knows, he won't care too much.

I get used to some things after experiencing too much.

It took some effort to record and post-production of "Ten Years".

By the time this song is completely completed, it is already the end of the month.

Because the production time was really fast, the company didn't even make much publicity, so this song went live in a low-key manner in the early morning of September.

At the beginning, not many people noticed this song.

September is not a season of fighting against the enemy, and there are not many fans who are watching for new songs specifically for this.

On the Xingmang side, some people in the composition department are very concerned about Sun Yaohuo's new songs, and many people stayed up all night with conscious intention.

Early in the morning.

As soon as Sun Yaohuo's songs were launched, several Xingmang's composition groups became lively:

"It's twelve o'clock!"

"Sun Yaohuo's new song is out."

"Tsk tsk, let me see if he wasted another good song from Xianyu this time."

"It is estimated that it is another result of the popularity of the singer but not the popularity of the singer."

"The song is probably fine. After all, it was written by Xianyu, so I was curious about how Sun Yaohuo sang it."

"This is an existence that even Xianyu can't praise."

“…”

at the same time.

Zhao Yingcang, who was in the bedroom of her home, quickly took off the mask from her face and took out the notebook at the head of the bed.

Turning on the player and skillfully putting on the headphones, Zhao Yingchuang found Sun Yaohuo's new song.

Song title: Ten years

Lyrics: Envy Fish

Composition: Xianyu

Singing: Sun Yaohuo

After moving the mouse quickly, Zhao Yingchuang clicked on the play, then put a pillow on the back of his head, and closed his eyes comfortably.

What she was looking forward to was not Sun Yaohuo's voice, but the melody of Xianyu.

In the darkness of his eyes closed, a slightly hoarse male voice rang, accompanied by a slight bitterness.

"If those two words were not trembling, I wouldn't find that I was feeling uncomfortable. How could I say it? It was just a breakup."

Is this really sung by Sun Yaohuo?

Zhao Yingchuang's eyes were closed and suddenly opened, and a strange thing flashed in her eyes.

The song in my ears continues, and it is still the slow-paced song:

"If there is no requirement for tomorrow, holding hands is like traveling, and there is always one person who wants to leave first at thousands of doors."

In a trance, Zhao Yingcang seemed to see a pair of men and women standing on the wide street.

The lights by the road are dim and lonely, making people's figures grow old.

"Since you can't stay in your arms, why not enjoy it while crying when you leave..."

The two of them were reluctant to part with each other, otherwise they would not have hugged them.

But something has been broken, so it seems to be blown away by this sudden evening breeze.

They separated.

The man goes to the left and the woman goes to the right, and no one looks back.

The music suddenly looked upward in a staircase posture, and the singing in my ears suddenly became a touch of cruel tenderness:

"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, we were still the same, staying by a stranger and walking through the gradually familiar streets..."

Moonlight street view.

Times have changed.

Some things really haven't changed.

Some things just seem to have not changed.

"Ten years later, we are friends and can still greet you, but the gentleness can never be found for a hug. In the end, lovers will inevitably become friends."

Zhao Yingchuang sat up gently.

And within the composition group of Xingmang, the atmosphere was quiet for a full ten minutes before someone bubbling:

"Xianyu is still the same Xianyu."

Immediately afterwards, he added: "Sun Yaohuo seems not the Sun Yaohuo before."

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Chapter completed!