When the 50th floor was busy, Du Ang was answering an old friend’s video call in the office.

Ji Bolun is running to the 50th floor every day, and his economic man is starting to worry. He asked Ji Bolun to go there to help, but the boy was quite reluctant. Why are he running so hard now? There must be something unspeakable about it!

"I heard that your producer came out of the black street? Will he use methods to force people to stay there to help?" Ji Polun's agent speculated in various ways.

"Have you finished recording yet? Why did I hear that they had finished recording the eye mold part two days ago?" Du Ang was also surprised when he heard this.

"That's why I feel something is wrong! I'm not in Qi'an City now. Lao Du, go and see it yourself. Maybe it's the producer you under your command who used the means. I heard that the people in the Black Street are very ruthless." It's so tactful, which means that he suspects Fang Zhao uses force to threaten.

"Wait! Fang Zhao just rented a house on the black street! He is not a person who grew up in the black street, and there is also a black street, either a gangster! Don't discriminate against people. I also lived in the black street when I was young."

What else was going to say there, Du Ang said first: "Okay, okay, I know what you said, I will go up and take a look later. Don't worry, it's okay, Fang Zhao is not the kind of person you said."

After disconnecting from communication, Du Ang also felt that he hadn't gone to the 50th floor to see the situation for a long time. Even if Ji Bolun was not involved, as the leader, he had to do something and go around.

Taking the elevator to the 50th floor, Du Ang saw Ji Bolun carrying a device as soon as he opened the door.

Du Ang: "..." Suddenly he was a little suspicious of his judgment. Such idol stars who rely on their faces cannot be slapped in the face. If they slapped, they would have to pay a lot of money. His salary this month was not enough.

"That, Xiao Ji, come here."

When Ji Bolun saw that the person coming was Du Ang, he put down his equipment.

Du Ang looked at it and found no signs of Ji Bolun being beaten. He asked again: "Aren't the eye mold part recorded here? Why are you still here?"

"Nothing else, just help me here." Ji Polun replied.

Du Ang looked around and found that the changes on the 50th floor were quite big, maybe because there were too many people. After looking at Bei Zhi who was helping to move things not far away, Du Ang asked, "Where is Fang Zhaoren?"

"Just entered the office." Ji Bolun pointed to Fangzhao's office.

When Du Ang passed by, Fang Zhao was also preparing to come out.

"Guan Du? It's just right here and I'm just going to find you." Fang Zhao said, "The song is about to start recording. Please help make an appointment for the recording studio."

"Is the song done?" Du Ang took the paper-based music score handed over by Fang Zhao, received the encrypted sample music file, took out the earplugs he usually carried with him to listen. He also wanted to know what the song Fang Zhao prepared was like.

I still don’t understand the music score, but I can understand it by combining it with the style.

He said that it felt strange just after reading the music score. It turned out that Fang Zhao chose this style!

Du Ang suddenly looked up and stared at Fang Zhao, "You are... you did it yourself?!"

"yes."

"You... is this the song of the MV to be released?!" Du Ang's voice rose, and everyone else who were moving things looked here curiously.

"Yes." Fang Zhao did not have Du Ang's attitude because of surprise.

"Wait, don't do anything else, wait for my news!" Du Ang hurriedly left. As for what purpose he came, he would consider the mood of his ghost! Now Du Ang only has one idea, which is to ask someone to discuss and decide whether to really send this song out.

Yarlin, the director of the arrangement department, and Julian, the operation department, were both called over by Du Ang.

"I said Lao Du, you are so anxious to call us over. What happened? Is the virtual project messed up? Let me say first, I won't interfere with the virtual project." Du Ang's office, Yarlin, who entered the door with Julian, said.

Du Ang didn't say anything, but handed the prepared two pairs of headphones to Yarlin and Julian.

"What are you doing? It's so mysterious..." Yarlin put on the headphones without caring about it, but soon, he seemed to be stuck.

Julian next to him also showed a look of surprise on his face, "Where did this come from? The new work of 'Tianma'?"

"No, no!" Before Du Ang answered, Yarlin next to him said, "It sounds a bit similar at first, but there is still a big difference. It is definitely not made by the 'Tianma' people! Moreover, the 'Tianma' people will not be so rough."

The "Tianma" mentioned by Yarlin and Julian refers to a top studio of Silver Wings, "Tianma" and Yarlin has tried to squeeze in countless times but failed. There is the place where the top talents gather in the entire Silver Wing's top composition and arrangement.

"But if this was not written by the 'Tianma' people, who did it?" Julian didn't know what to compose and arrange, but she knew that if this song was really released, it would have a great influence! Who else could have the ability to make such a song except for the 'Tianma' people? If it were indeed the case, it would have been sucked into the 'Tianma's Wind' long ago.

"Who? Lao Du, who wrote this song in the company?" Yarlin asked. Julian was an amateur, but as a senior arranger, he was just an incomplete song, and he had heard too many extraordinary things.

Du Ang's expression on his face was very strange, a little proud, a little regretful, and a little indescribable sense of complexity.

After a moment of silence, Du Ang said: "Fang Zhao."

"who?!"

Du Ang rubbed his ears that were sorely pricked by the sharp sounds of the two men, and sighed, "The author of this song is Fang Zhao."

Yarlin and Julian didn't say anything, but both looked at Du Ang with the same expression: You're so funny!

"Hey, I really didn't lie. It was really given to me by that kid. I got it and ran down to discuss it with you."

Yarlin took a sudden breath, but still couldn't believe it, "When Fang Zhao was, could he do it?"

"What's wrong with Fang Zhao's age? Don't forget Fang Zhao's rookie competition results!" Du Ang couldn't listen to others' doubts about his composer.

"But this song is completely different from the rookie competition song! This is..." Yarlin was a little excited, but he still didn't say the last two words, and he didn't hear the finished product. He couldn't easily draw conclusions.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm asking you to help me make an idea. You guys say, should I post this song or not? Will something happen if it is posted?" Du Ang was a little worried.

"Send it! Why not?!" Yarlin was more active than Du Ang.

Du Ang looked at Julian and waited for her answer. Julian refused to agree. Even if they made the song, they would not be able to post it.

Julian met Du Ang's gaze and smiled faintly, "I mean the same thing as Yarlin. It's a pity to not post such a song. It's rare that I have the chance to listen to the complete one."

Julian used to like "Tianma" works, but "Tianma" works rarely show complete songs, and even if they pay for money to download, they have no way to do so. The supervisors below are not qualified to invite "Tianma" people.

"Okay, then send it. Fang Zhao said that you can start recording at any time. In the recording studio..." Du Ang looked at Yarlin.

"I'll make an appointment for him!" Yarlin was familiar with the people in the recording studio. Of course, it was much more convenient for him to come forward than Du Ang.
Chapter completed!