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Chapter 86 The implication is, do you have enough time in one day?

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    Gu Wanyan considered whether she should pretend to be a little surprised, but she couldn't be happy about what she just discovered, so she could only pretend to be familiar and nod, and respond with "Hello" alienatedly.

    Ji Xiuzhu didn't mind at all, he took out a CD from his pocket and shook it at Gu Wanyan: "I have a question to ask Miss Gu, do you have time?"

    Gu Wanyan was a little dazed for a moment, and she frowned. As an intern, most people in the company didn't know her, and Ji Xiuzhu didn't know her ability, so she didn't ask for advice when talking about it.

    On the other hand, Director Fu laughed first: "Okay, Ye Wei, I said yesterday that you were eyeing someone again, and the little girl was squeezed by your big star, and you still don't admit it."

    Ye Wei smiled, feeling a little helpless.

    Only then did Gu Wanyan understand. It seems that Ye Wei told Ji Xiuzhu about her situation during the interview yesterday.

    She raised her head, her eyebrows were clear: "Yes."

    She is just an employee now, and she can't afford to offend the cash cow when she hasn't realized her value.

    Ji Xiuzhu immediately took her to a nearby studio, followed by a group of curious people.

    The CD was played on the computer, and the man explained: "This is the master tape of the previous song, but I always feel that something is missing, and finally I feel that the accompaniment is a bit thin. Can you help me re-arrange the song?"

    After all, Gu Wanyan plays a lot of musical instruments, which is why he was so excited yesterday.

    The prelude of the music flows slowly from the player in the computer. The single-note percussion of the piano accompanied by the whispered male voice is full of endless depression and forbearance. The melody slowly rises, like the final emotional catharsis, with  Hysterical madness after despair.

    Gu Wanyan suddenly lowered her head.

    The music finally calmed down slowly, and the singing figures seemed to be pulled into the bottomless abyss, and the last ray of sunshine disappeared behind the gloomy sky.

    The floor was a little blurry in front of her eyes, and a tissue appeared in front of her. The hand holding the tissue was slender and fair, and there was a silver Patek Philippe on her wrist, which looked gentle and elegant.

    "Thank you." Gu Wanyan thanked in a low voice, took the tissue and wiped the corners of her eyes, a little annoyed that she couldn't control her emotions.

    As if seeing her thoughts, Ji Xiuzhu comforted in a warm voice: "When I first heard this song, I was also very sad."

    The world of music is connected. When he saw this score and tried to play it, he couldn't continue playing halfway because it was too painful.

    The emotional grief and heartache can be contagious. Through this song, he vaguely saw the defeated figure.

    "I even wanted to ask my friend what she went through when she wrote this song, but she hesitated to ask."

    ? After all, exposing someone's scars is tantamount to sprinkling salt on the wound again.

    Ji Xiuzhu sighed softly, not noticing the instant mockery in Gu Wanyan's eyes.

    Gu Zhixin's family is happy, and then she gains fame and fortune through her music, and her life goes smoothly. How could she experience a ten-thousandth of her pain?

    However, Ji Xiuzhu's grasp of the emotions in the song was somewhat beyond her expectations. The emotions in the singing were very in place and very contagious, otherwise she would not have lost control of her emotions.

    This person also has a high singing quotient.

    "If I hadn't seen your interview video yesterday, I would have gone to find my friend to discuss it, but now that you are here, I think there should be no problem." Ji Xiuzhu smiled.

    "You flatter me too much." Although Gu Wanyan said so, she still nodded and said, "Give me a day, and I will re-arrange the song for you."

    "One day?" Ye Wei couldn't help frowning and interrupted, "This is the title song of the album."

    The implication is, do you have enough time in a day?

    But Gu Wanyan had never worked in a record company before, so she mistakenly thought that Ye Wei disliked her lack of efficiency. After thinking about it, she said seriously: "It's fine for half a day."

    It's okay for her not to eat!

    Ye Wei was a little speechless, if it wasn't for Gu Wanyan's new arrival, she wondered if she was against her.

    Ji Xiuzhu burst out laughing, and made a decision: "Okay, just one day at a time."

    After thinking for a while, I added: "If you feel that you don't have time and don't need to hurry up, just do it at your own pace."

    The manager on the side was still frowning, wondering if it was too hasty to ask an intern to arrange the title song of Ji Xiuzhu's album.

      Gu Wanyan also came to her senses at this moment. In fact, this matter really doesn¡¯t need to be done for a day. This is a song she composed herself. She understands the emotions in it, and she also knows how to make this song fuller and richer.  stand up.

    After listening to it just now, she already had a prototype in her brain.

    To be honest, when she came into contact with this piece again, she felt a torment in her heart.

    This is a period of time when she threw out her heart bloody, and it was the most painful time when she lost her loved ones. Even the live broadcast did not play this piece in its entirety.

    After listening to it again, her heart was still in a dull pain, and she realized that some things will not disappear with the passage of time, it is just covered with a layer of dust, and the fragility will be exposed again just waiting for an opportunity.

    Gu Wanyan listened to the rhythm in silence, holding an electric guitar in her arms, trying to play a few times, thoughtfully.

    In the afternoon, Gu Wanyan found Ji Xiuzhu, who was talking with her agent, with the recorded sample. She hesitated whether to come back later, but unexpectedly, the latter had already seen her.

    Ji Xiuzhu immediately left his manager behind and walked out of the office. He asked in surprise, "Already recorded?"

    Gu Wanyan nodded, and the man immediately took the USB flash drive in her hand with some surprise, and took the lead to walk out.  When Ye Wei came out, she only saw the backs of the two people, and she shook her head helplessly.

    Ji Xiuzhu sat down in front of the computer, inserted the USB flash drive, and turned on the audio. The prelude was similar to the one before the song. The man folded his hands under his chin and listened carefully. His eyebrows and eyes were drooping, and his long eyelashes  Curly and warped.

    Ye Wei also came over and stood quietly at the side, frowning when she heard the song that was almost the same as before, but the two people in the studio were very quiet, and she didn't say anything.

    After the first bar was over, the low-pitched and depressing tune began to find its way, and a strong musical sound hit the eardrums, like the creaking echo of the empty sky.

    Ji Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that it was the sound of an electric guitar.

    The electric guitar, which seems to be only associated with strong rock, is unexpectedly suitable here, and the song soon has a lonely, heart-piercing feeling.

    In addition, Gu Wanyan used the cello at the end of the climax, and the low and elegant sound of the piano immediately gave people a dull feeling, until it finally disappeared in the sound of the tide at the end.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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