"Walk!"

There was only a ray of setting sun in the sky. After a day of running back and forth, the hungry Gan Tao finally returned to Zhou Qing's eyes, and then he said cleanly and neatly, "Let's go!"

"TV station!" Zhou Qing shouted in disbelief.

"What about that?"

The temperature of the air conditioner in the car was very high, but he still wrapped his clothes with a curtain, and did not close his eyes for a day and night, which made his body's ability to resist the cold plummet, and he couldn't help feeling the cold winter in the north even more difficult!

Zhou Qing sighed in surprise and joy, "Brother, is it true or false?"

He closed his eyes but said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, Director Jin is waiting to see people!"

Once on the Spring Festival Gala, he almost broke his legs, but it would be fine if he ran off his legs. After all, the benefits were also his own, but he was very helpless to owe two favors at once.

Among the two favors, the Guan family doesn't need to pay back the time being. He probably will use it on that "little princess" in the future.

But that man had already opened his mouth at that time and asked him to make a guest appearance in a movie invested by the Film Bureau.

I slept for a while in a daze. When I opened my eyes, it was already the lights. The national broadcast room was even brightly lit. There were only two days left before the countdown to the 2007 Spring Festival Gala. The people inside were busy and nervous.

It is still Studio 3. Compared to the headless flies in the morning, the two of them are familiar with the way to their destination.

"Director Jin!" Facing the director of the intercom and the program list with one hand, he could only smile and say hello.

"You go to the rest room and wait for me, I'll arrive soon." Jin Yue nodded to him, arranged the assistant beside him to lead him to the rest area where he was.

He smoked a cigarette, then supported his head and took a nap. He heard footsteps in a daze. He suddenly woke up, rubbed his slightly twisted face hard, and then began to look at the small private lounge.

"Hello, director Jin!"

"Sit down, I'm here to have a glass of water."

He nodded, took the initiative to pick up the teacup on the table, and poured most of the two porcelain cups placed on the table without being very skillful.

"The four candidates for that song are definitely not available!"

The director slowly drank the first glass of water and said something that made him tremble in his heart, but after a few years of ups and downs in the circle, he instantly adjusted his mentality and stood up again to add water to the other party.

"After the time is reported at midnight, you can arrange three minutes!"

"Can I choose the song myself?"

"I'll choose for you, I'm afraid you can't sing, so you can only choose the one you want." The director took a sip of tea and said, "At the latest it will be a show at noon tomorrow. After reporting, you will directly participate in the final rehearsal tomorrow night!"

He glanced at the tea room and said anxiously, "It must be!" As for the more thank you words, he couldn't say this. If you talk too much, you would mean a transaction.

Watching the director leave, he urged his eyebrows and drank the tea in one gulp, and tightened the curtains on his body and left from the other direction.

"What are the more popular songs in 06?" In the car, he asked his assistant Zhou Qing with bright eyes, saying that he was extremely excited when he was exhausted for a day and finally ushered in the dawn.

"What,,, the other ending song!"

He felt a little confused, "Is there anyone who can sing on the Spring Festival Gala?"

He has heard more or less the songs Zhou Qing said, and they are indeed the hot songs of 06, but how can these songs that are about to die for love be sung on the Spring Festival Gala?

What's even more outrageous is that the movie is still ridiculed and only sees chrysanthemums on the screen and all kinds of big waves of girls.

The song is good, but it's too sad. If the audience contacted the emperor and his family at the end of the movie, they would be both dead or I would die. This Spring Festival is so annoying that he must be scolded as a singer.

"Song, why not sing old songs and become famous? The new songs nowadays are either about romance or love, which is really not suitable!"

"This year's theme is to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. Do you want me to sing?" he said with a headache.

While driving, Zhou Qing also rubbed her forehead irritably, "Time is too tight, why don't you contact someone to create a song for you!"

"Do you know people in this regard?"

"I know a little bit, but I can't catch up with it. I don't know the kind of genius who writes a song in ten minutes!"

"You contact me, I'll go and see you now!"

"Brother, do you have a song?" Zhou Qing said curiously.

Gan Tao occasionally showed a few lyrics, and she was not surprised at all, after all, she had seen it several times.

If the lyrics are very short, Gao Yuanyuan's mouth will be heard from the entertainment newspaper, "Love comes too fast, like a tornado, and the girl said to me, saying I am a thief, waiting."

She once thought that his lyrics came from plagiarism or from the pretentiousness of some unknown literary writers. Until a male singer in Taipei personally admitted that he had created it because he saw the lyrics of Gan Tao.

At that time, Zhou Qing just realized that he was still a lyricist!

His eyebrows raised, "I have some idea, I want to check the tunes of the musicians you talk about!"

"Okay, let's go now!"

The car is running at lightning in the winter night in the capital, and it is destined to be sleepless tonight!

...

The next day, at four or five o'clock in the morning, it was located on the second floor of a community to be demolished.

"Haruko, Haruko, Pig, you're gone!"

"Brother, are you all?"

While Zhou Qing stretched out her curled legs, she stretched out her two cotton sofas under her again.

"I practiced for two hours but couldn't wake you up!" He smiled with red eyes.

Seeing that his eyes were covered with bloodshot, Zhou Qing, the agent and assistant, finally remembered her duties and stood up and said, "Brother, you can sleep here before dawn. I'll go out and buy you some breakfast!"

He turned his head and looked at the older young man with no slim and bloodshot eyes behind him, and said to Zhou Qing, "Go back to sleep, practice here will easily disturb them to sleep!"

He left some money and refused to try his best to keep the two older young people. He followed Zhou Qing, who had woken up all night, and walked towards the stairs without any light.

"Brother, choose a song with such a fast pace. You won't lose your links then! That's the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala!"

He was busy all night and made a song. He was in a good mood and couldn't help but knock Zhou Qing on the back of his head, "You can't hope that I can make it well!"

"Swish, Swish." In the restaurant in Zhongkaixuan, he was sucking noodles while looking at Gan Tao, who was also eating noodles but making a "swish" sound.

Last night, she rushed to the home of her familiar partner whom she was acquainted with music creation. Faced with the boring lyrics, compositions, music, and a bunch of messy instruments, she couldn't help but go to bed early, so she didn't even know what song Gan Tao was preparing, whether the tune was cheerful or bitter.

"Brother, after eating, sing it, I'll help you think about it!" She couldn't help but speak again without asking the name of the song twice in a row.

"Okay, why are you anxious? Can time be so tight? "

"What is the name of the song?"

He buried his head and stuffed the noodles, vaguely saying, "You will know after listening!"

"It's necessary to keep it so confidential?"

Gan Tao ignored her and continued to stuff the noodles "huh".

Waiting for Zhou Qing to finish cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks diligently, he was already on the sofa and there was no equipment for actors to practice singing at home. Fortunately, the soundtrack is not important in his songs. It mainly depends on the singer's pronunciation and speed of pronunciation. To put it bluntly, this song is to be proficient!

"The shoulder pole is long, the bench is wide..."

He stood up to brew a good breath as soon as he spoke, Zhou Qing, who was lying on the one-piece sofa, shouted dumbfoundedly, "Stop!"

"Brother, what did you just sing? I seemed to hear a bench!"

He seemed to be filled with anger on his chest, and he couldn't help but yelled, "What are you anxious about? Wait until I finish singing!"

"I just didn't hear it clearly!" Zhou Qing looked embarrassed.

"I really didn't hear it clearly?"

"Um."

"Is it because the voice is small and I can't hear it clearly, or is the words blurred?"

"The sound is OK, the words are blurry."

"It's impossible. Logically, my pronunciation skills are also OK!" He scratched his scalp that became greasy and itchy because he stayed up late.

"It should be that the speed is too fast, please slow down!"

"This song cannot be slow, it's not right if it slows down! You are listening."

He adjusted his emotions. This time, Zhou Qing did not stop because of his vague pronunciation, and waited quietly until the end of the song.

"How is it?" he asked.

Zhou Qing stared at her round eyes and asked irresistibly, "Brother, what is the name of this song? Is it just called?"

He smiled and nodded, "You hear it? But I always feel that this name is a bit inconsistent!"

"Oh, it's not uncompromising, it's really great. This song is better. Even the joy of the country should be the national conditions of China going abroad! Brother, you are really a lyricist!"

"A genius!" he broke his mouth and asked, "Did you hear it clearly?"

"You can probably hear the meaning of the song!"

"Okay, I'm practicing more. You can go to bed for a while. We'll go to the National Channel Studio Center at 8 o'clock."

Near noon, Gan Tao "accounted with" Jin Yue, the director of the 2007 Spring Festival Gala again in Studio 3. Like Zhou Qing, the director who listened to it for the first time, his brain went down for a short while. Then the first time he reacted, he asked him for the complete lyrics and recording files.

“The shoulder pole is wide and the bench is long

I want to tie the shoulder pole to the bench
To be continued...