Chapter 439: Love Poems Through Time and Space
Yes, Yao Yihan's current look at Jin Jingcheng's manuscripts is indeed like a review. It feels like a leader is reviewing the materials submitted by his subordinates, and more like the editor-in-chief of the magazine is reviewing the author's contributions.
Isn’t Yao Yihan the editor-in-chief of the magazine?
Looking at Yao Yihan's appearance, Jin Jingcheng was so amused and amazed, but he did not blame her, but secretly blamed herself for why she didn't take away the apartment key on Yao Yihan as soon as possible.
When he thought of this, Jin Jingcheng was a little reluctant because he was indeed used to having a living assistant like Yao Yihan around him. Moreover, Yao Yihan is indeed much better now than the crazy girl he used to.
What Kim Jong-sung was funny was that he had just been asked by Kim Hee-sun to have a song, but now he was forced to make an appointment by Yao Yihan. He made an appointment. Is this the so-called people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong?
When Yao Yihan "reviewed" the manuscript, Jin Jingcheng watched from the side, thinking about his thoughts, but he didn't stop him.
The study suddenly became quiet.
In the quiet, a few minutes passed.
A few minutes later, Yao Yihan had already "reviewed" the scores of both songs.
"Is this a song? It's so good to write." Yao Yihan exclaimed that although she didn't know much about the music score, she was very proficient in the lyrics. Moreover, she grew up in Taiwan in her early years, but she was proficient in Chinese. She could understand the lyrics of both songs.
Jin Jingcheng didn't know how to respond, and subconsciously felt that Yao Yihan's praise was not a good sign.
Yao Yihan immediately said, "The songs of the two songs are the same, right? The lyrics have changed, right?"
Jin Jingcheng nodded and thought to himself that this girl's observation ability is indeed relatively good.
Yao Yihan immediately said: "What a great lyrics, which not only have the timeless ancient charm of China, but also incorporates some lingering modern lyricism."
Jin Jingcheng nodded again, and couldn't help but admire the girl's eyes. Genius is indeed a genius. Jin Jingcheng became more and more determined to let Yao Yihan run two magazines, and he also believed that in the future, j-tempting fashion and culture company, under the leadership of this girl, would continue to climb the peak and move towards glory.
Unexpectedly, Yao Yihan immediately said: "However, why do you feel that these two lyrics are like love poems. They are really beautiful and touching love poems, and they describe love that travels through time and space."
Jin Jingcheng did not nodded this time, but said unhappily in awkward manner: "Oh, you young literary woman, can you stop writing poems in front of me all day long? These are lyrics, not love poems."
Yao Yihan said disapprovingly: "I know it's a lyric, but it's clearly like a love poem."
After saying that, Yao Yihan suddenly bent down again. He hugged Jin Jingcheng's arm and shook it, and kept shouting coquettishly again: "President Oppa, President Oppa..."
Jin Jingcheng felt that goosebumps seemed to have risen, but he didn't cruelly push the girl away. I don't know if he was really a bit mean. He liked this feeling of being "seriously" coquettish by Yao Yihan.
However, Jin Jingcheng subconsciously felt a sense of vigilance and asked with caution: "What do you want to do?"
Yao Yihan gave Jin a blank look and said with a humming voice: "President Oppa, you are a very smart person. To be honest, I rarely praise any man for being smart. Usually, I only praise the other person's handsomeness when I meet a very handsome guy, but in my mind, you are really a very smart man."
Sugar-coated cannonballs! Jin Jingcheng thought to himself. This girl actually learned to take such an offensive.
However, Jin Jingcheng still did not respond.
Seeing that Jin Jingcheng was still pretending to be stupid, Yao Yihan couldn't help but say: "Put these two love poems to me, and publish them in the next issue of "J-Infernal Literature". Well, although the length is a little short, I will give you some more pictures and add two love poems to it, which should be able to occupy two pages."
He also said: "However, because of the limitations of the subject matter, even if it is written by President Oppa, our magazine will not be able to launch these two love poems on the headlines. This is not launched on the headlines, but I will specially plan a new small section for you, which is called... it is called... the love poem that travels through time and space. How about it?"
He also said: "Although no one reads poetry now, since these two poems were written by President Oppa, with President Oppa's reputation, coupled with my planning and promotion, I believe that the sales of our magazines will suddenly soar..."
"Ah, you're not over yet!" Jin Jingcheng finally couldn't help but interrupt, "Didn't you tell you? This is not a love poem, it's just a lyric. You have to publish the lyrics?"
Yao Yihan said boldly: "Well, even if it is lyrics, why can't it be published? Now, what is important in running magazines is novel. I asked you to write prose, you don't write, you write film reviews, you don't write, you let you adapt your mv into short stories, you don't do it. Now you finally catch your lyrics, you can't refuse anymore."
Jin Jingcheng's brain suddenly became dizzy, but he had to admit that Yao Yihan, a girl, not only dared to think about, but some of the unique things she thought about were often practical.
Yao Yihan asked him to make an appointment with a manuscript before and proposed several forms to ask him to write prose, because she felt that some of his daily life in private felt like moving prose, which was very attractive. He asked him to write film reviews. Needless to say, as a teacher in the university's drama and film department, he was very specialized in this area.
In addition, Yao Yihan also proposed to let Jin Jingcheng write novels, but she also had a sense of responsibility. She knew that he could not have the time and energy to write some classics, but just asked him to adapt his mv into a short story.
There are five MVs in the album "Night Paradise", "Only Wind Only Wind", "Nocturne", "Chapter 7 of the Night", and "Same Thoughts" can all be adapted into short stories, and the adaptations are of different types and styles.
If "Only Wind Only Wind" is adapted into a novel, it is a very sensational romantic love story. If "Nocturne" is adapted into a novel, it is a sad love story with a dark tone. If "Chapter 7 of the Night" is adapted into a novel, it may be a detective suspense novel. If "The Same Thought" is adapted into a novel, it is another fantasy love story.
To put it bluntly, Yao Yihan's ideas and creativity are indeed a kind of expertise, and it also proves that she is indeed very suitable to be the editor-in-chief of a magazine, because this position requires people who dare to think, do, and keep pace with the times.
But this time, Jin Jingcheng would not really fulfill her wish.
Jin Jingcheng said frankly: "Okay, stop making trouble. These two songs were written by me to a film crew in China. They are the theme song of a big-produced film with an investment of more than 100 million Hong Kong dollars. You can't really publish it."
"Ah?" Yao Yihan looked disappointed, knowing that since this is the case, it was really unlikely.
However, at this moment, Yao Yihan was surprised again: "Hey, what is this?"
After saying that, Yao Yihan picked up another song score on the table. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!