I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 209 10 Minutes A Song
Taipei Airport.

Autumn in Taipei is very different from summer. The leaves of many trees turn yellow and fall down one after another, leaving only thick, bare trunks.

The most important thing is that the weather is getting colder, and the snow-white scenery is much less.

The wheels rolled over the road, the fallen leaves flew up and down, and at the same time, there was a flash of music.

"The album this time is very good, but the style is a bit inconsistent, how is it?"

While driving, Zhou Jiaolun twisted his body to the melody of the music.

Qin Muchu listened to a piece of familiar music, the style was quite scattered, there was national style, some joyful, some passionate, and some sad...

But he still heard the connection:
"Isn't that what you've been doing this year?"

Many of the songs in the album are the theme songs and episodes of Zhou Jianlun's movie "Secret", and some of them are the commercial endorsements he accepted and composed for others.

Zhou Jiaolun smiled:
"I knew you could tell, so I named the album "I'm Busy". I'm really busy. Albums, movies, concerts, commercials..."

"There are also falling in love and breaking up." Qin Muchu added, "Why did you miss the most important thing, it shouldn't be."

"..."

"Actually, it didn't take a lot of time to fall in love. I was too busy. That time you came was the happiest and most relaxing time I had with her."

Qin Muchu looked sideways at Zhou Jiaolun.

There was a nostalgic smile on his face, and his tone seemed relieved.

"Is that really the case?" Qin Muchu asked.

"En." Zhou Jiaolun said softly.

"And I can't tell whether it's friendship or missed love..."

The car stereo is still playing the song "I'm Busy", and "Dandelion's Promise" has come to an end.

The prelude to the next song has already sounded, but Zhou Jianlun suddenly reached out and pressed the sound button, cutting to "Sweet".

"This song is not bad. Of course, it's mainly because I wrote the song well. Your lyrics are really good."

Zhou Jiaolun had a stinking face, and even hammered Qin Muchu with his hand.

Qin Muchu looked at him expressionlessly, and suddenly reached out and pressed the button.

The song is switched to the previous one again.

"What are you hiding?"

Qin Muchu saw through Zhou Jiaolun's little thoughts at a glance, and he just wanted to hear what song was cut.

Seeing that he was seen through, Zhou Jiaolun didn't hold back stubbornly, but just looked forward unnaturally.

After the prelude, the main song comes.

"This street is too crowded, too many people have secrets..."

Qin Muchu frowned, knowing which song it was.

It's just that he originally thought that this song would never come out, because Zhou Jialun and Hou Peicen were still very affectionate in June.

Unexpectedly, this song was still written, and it also caught up with the album "I'm Busy".

"And I break your heart and you suffer, your beauty, I don't deserve it."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the car was a little dull, and only the melody of "I'm Unworthy" remained.

"Who wrote the words?" Qin Muchu broke the silence.

"Fang Wenshan."

"I thought you wrote it."

"Get out, who would sprinkle salt on a friend's wound, I really made friends carelessly!"

……

The car didn't go to Zhou Jiaolun's house, but drove all the way to a stadium.

Huge posters have been posted outside the venue.

The poster is quite mysterious, fans, chrysanthemums, and lanterns are all very heavenly, which should imply national songs.

There are also mechanized organs and film, does this... imply a movie?

Qin Muchu looked at the venue. The building area is quite large, and it should be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

"This is the famous big egg?"

Zhou Jiaolun was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand what a "big egg" was, and he suddenly realized, his face darkened:
"It's a small giant egg, and the big egg is too outrageous!"

After a pause, he added:
"But this is not a small arena, it is Banqiao Stadium."

Qin Muchu nodded and followed Zhou Jiaolun into the stadium.

The venue is very large, and many staff members are busy on the huge stage in the middle, building steel frames and platforms.

Qin Muchu looked at the main stage in the center, feeling a little strange:
"Why is it a ring?"

The stage is not the usual "solid circle", but a ring with a hollow in the middle.

Seeing many staff filling chairs into the center of the "circle", he understood a bit, and guessed:
"The one in the middle is the auditorium?"

"Well, this wraps the fans inside the stage and gets closer to them." Zhou Jiaolun replied.

"It's more expensive." Qin Muchu smelled money.

This kind of VIP seat, which has close contact with idols, certainly cannot be priced the same as others.

Zhou Jiaolun touched his nose, the price in this area is indeed very expensive.

Qin Muchu didn't say much, this kind of thing is willing to fight and suffer.

If the family is rich, then buy a seat in this "ring", if it is average, then buy a seat farther away, there are only a few hundred tickets per ticket.

"What's that?" Qin Muchu pointed to a huge screen at the outermost edge of the venue.

Zhou Jiaolun looked at the screen Qin Muchu was pointing at, and raised his eyebrows in embarrassment:

"The special effects screen, this time the concert is not in the Little Arena but here, because it is going to be a cool special effects scene, it is absolutely awesome."

At this time, a person ran over.

"Jiao Lun, you are finally back, and if you don't go to rehearsal, do you want to hold a concert!?"

It's Zhou Jiaolun's manager, Miss May.

She looked anxious, didn't notice Qin Muchu, and pulled Zhou Jiaolun to leave.

"Didn't you say to pick up Xiao Chu?" Zhou Jiaolun muttered.

Qin Muchu also smiled and waved at this moment:

"Miss May."

"Director Qin?"

Sister May let go of Zhou Jianlun's hand,

"Oh, I thought that Jiao Lun sent you home to rest, but I didn't expect you to come too."

"I said to send him to rest, but he said he was not sleepy and insisted on coming."

Zhou Jiaolun immediately explained that she was afraid of being verbose by Miss May.

Qin Muchu also nodded:
"Now I can't sleep at night, it's a vicious circle, it's better to stay up until night and then go to sleep."

He said now that it was impossible not to be sleepy.

I didn’t sleep until two or three o’clock in the morning this morning, and I got up early in the morning to buy the nearest air ticket to fly to Bay Area, and arrived here in the afternoon.

After sitting on a plane for more than ten hours in 24 hours, the exhaustion of this kind of journey is inevitable.

"You go to rehearsal, I just sit and rest for a while."

Qin Muchu waved to Zhou Jiaolun, turned around and walked towards the auditorium, found a seat and sat down.

After a while, the steel frame on the stage was removed, and the music sounded.

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Zhou asked me to deliver the water."

A staff member carefully handed over a glass of water, which was hot.

Qin Muchu took the water glass and nodded at him:
"Thank you."

"fine."

After the staff left, Qin Muchu held the water glass in his hands, and the heat from the glass warmed his hands.

Zhou Jianlun has already started singing on stage.

Hmm...sometimes off key.

It doesn't sound as good as the one in the album, but it's normal, after all, it was tuned.

Song after song, Qin Muchu's consciousness gradually blurred, and he closed his eyes before he knew it.

……

"Hey, Xiao Chu, wake up, you can sleep with the sounds of nature too?"

Qin Muchu slowly opened his eyes, listened to the familiar noise in his ears, and replied without thinking:

"The heavenly sound of fart, out of tune and hypnotic."

He stood up, stretched himself, and rubbed his eyes:
"have they gone?"

"Well, let's have a meal first, and we have an appointment tonight." Zhou Jiaolun talked about the next arrangement.

"What kind of appointment? I won't go with men and women. I won't go with women." Qin Muchu teased.

"Don't laugh so wretchedly, it's about work."

……

At night, when it was completely dark, Qin Muchu and Zhou Jiaolun finished their meal and drove straight to Zhou Jiaolun's company.

"Is it really serious?"

"I told you, your mind is unhealthy."

Zhou Jiaolun parked the car in the garage, opened the door and got out of the car.

Qin Muchu pouted and got out of the car.

"A singer came to ask for a song tonight, and I agreed to it long ago, so it's not easy to miss the appointment."

Zhou Jiaolun scratched his hair.

"Want a song? Don't you write songs for others now?" Qin Muchu asked.

Before Zhou Jiaolun established his own company, he wrote a lot of songs for others, estimated to be dozens or even hundreds.

The more famous ones include Wen Lan's "Summer Wind" and Cai Yiling's "Prague Square".

There are fewer of them now.

It’s too late to release an album by myself, let alone write songs for others.

"So I made an appointment a long time ago, and there are..."

Zhou Jiaolun broke his fingers, calculated for a while and said:
"It's been almost two and a half years, and it would be impolite to delay it any longer."

Qin Muchu tsk tsk, it's ridiculous for a song to be delayed for two and a half years.

The other party estimated that he would be a villain for him every day.

But thinking about the song written by Zhou Jianlun, it was worth waiting so long.

Zhou Jianlun's song, it is not impossible for a song to become popular.

……

Walking to the familiar recording studio, there are already people waiting inside.

As soon as a woman who looked like a manager saw Zhou Jiaolun coming in, she immediately stood up and greeted him enthusiastically:
"Teacher Jiao Lun, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

While the two were exchanging pleasantries, Qin Muchu lowered the brim of his hat, walked into the recording studio silently, found a seat and sat down.

He noticed the young girl standing behind the manager and paused for a while.

A rather petite girl, not tall, with long hair and bangs. She looks familiar, but she can't name her.

Perhaps feeling Qin Muchu's gaze, the girl turned her head to look at Qin Muchu, but was blocked by the hat, and only half of her face was seen.

But Qin Muchu was with Zhou Jiaolun, the girl still smiled and nodded.

Qin Muchu also nodded in response, and turned his gaze elsewhere.

It's impolite to stare at girls all the time.

"Teacher Jiao Lun, our family Shaohan has been waiting for your song, this time I heard that you have finished writing it, so I can't wait to come here."

The manager's voice came, revealing the girl's name.

And Qin Muchu also remembered who the girl was.

Zhang Shaohan!
There are quite a lot of hit songs, especially in the inspirational area. There is hardly any song that can match "Invisible Wings".

A very capable female singer.

However, Zhou Jianlun said that the song has been written?
Qin Muchu looked up at Zhou Jiaolun, that's not what he said just now in the garage.

"I don't have time to write songs! I'm so busy every day, if her manager didn't call, I would have forgotten about it."

"Mr. Jiao Lun, can we have a look at the song first? Shaohan can't wait, so I want to sing your song, haha."

The manager smiled all over his face, both complimenting and urging.

Qin Muchu lowered his head and smiled.

People want you to hand in your homework, so let's see what you do.

"Okay, I wrote several songs before, I don't know what type you want, I'll get them for you."

Zhou Jiaolun didn't change his face, his heart didn't beat, he was talking nonsense.

The broker was overjoyed immediately.

It is already very good to get a song by Zhou Jianlun, but I didn't expect to be able to choose genres.

Is this considered custom made?
Without hesitation, he immediately said:

"Mr. Jiao Lun, it's best to be a love song. Our Shaohan's current album is in this style."

In fact, there is no need to think about it. The biggest audience for pop music must be love songs. Unless other songs reach the level of "Invisible Wings", it is difficult to become popular.

And that kind of Divine Comedy, a singer is already lucky to have one.

Zhou Jiaolun nodded, walked to the table, pretended to search in the drawer for a while, and then suddenly slapped his head:
"Oh, I forgot, I seem to have left it at home."

Poor acting.

Qin Muchu shook his head secretly.

Zhang Shaohan and his manager's smiles froze.

"Then we..." The manager squeezed out a smile.

It is estimated that if the other party hadn't been for Zhou Jiaolun, he would have scolded him by now.

But Zhou Jianlun said with a smile:
"It's okay, I've written all the songs down, and I'll just write it down again."

With a turn of events, Zhang Shaohan and his manager were overjoyed.

"Then I'm going to trouble Mr. Jiao Lun." The manager laughed.

"It's okay, let me recall."

Zhou Jiaolun took out a pen and paper, and began to draw on it.

Qin Muchu looked at Zhou Jiaolun who was serious, writing for a while and stopping for a while, it really didn't look like he was acting, and the mentality of watching the drama gradually faded.

play for real?
He stood up and walked slowly behind Zhou Jiaolun.

Zhang Shaohan and his agent noticed Qin Muchu, and his tall figure caught their attention.

"Wear a hat, it's quite mysterious."

The agent muttered in a low voice.

And Zhang Shaohan just patted her hand, shook his head, and signaled her not to talk nonsense.

Qin Muchu lowered his head to look at the musical symbols that Zhou Jiaolun drew on the paper, he had written a lot of daubs and corrections.

Eyes suddenly widened.

Is this for real?
Writing songs on the spot, half a piece of paper has been written in just 5 minutes?

You must be Charlotte.

After another 5 minutes passed, Zhou Jiaolun stopped writing.

Picking up the sheet music and looking it over, he nodded.

"Okay, but I can't remember the lyrics. You can read the song first. If possible, I will send you the complete song tomorrow."

He stood up and handed the sheet music to Zhang Shaohan.

Zhang Shaohan took the sheet music and read it with anticipation and excitement.

Zhou Jiaolun stretched his waist, raised his eyebrows at Qin Muchu who was already dumbfounded, and said in a low voice:

"How about it, my speed of writing songs is not slower than yours."

"You're much faster than me."

Qin Muchu gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely.

This kind of inhuman operation is very explosive at any time.

Qin Muchu didn't expect that there were people so evil that writing a song was like writing an essay for the college entrance examination.

No, it is faster than writing the composition for the college entrance examination, which takes an hour.

Zhou Jiaolun smacked Qin Muchu's words of praise, feeling that something was wrong.

Seeing that Zhang Shaohan was still looking at the music score, he thought that his own music score was just like the draft, a little messy, and it might seem a bit laborious, so he said:

"I'll play it on the piano."

"Can I? Thank you very much, Mr. Jiao Lun."

Zhang Shaohan immediately smiled and handed the sheet music to Zhou Jiaolun.

Zhou Jiaolun shook his hand, did not answer, and pointed to his head:
"It's already written down here."

It's like pretending.

Seeing Zhang Shaohan's eyes shining with admiration, Qin Muchu gave Zhou Jiaolun a thumbs up again in his heart.

"Stand aside."

Zhou Jiaolun patted Qin Muchu who was standing by the piano, and Qin Muchu hurriedly let the "King of Force" get out of the way.

Zhou Jiaolun sat down in front of the piano, pressed the piano a few times with both hands, paused, and began to play formally.

The melody flowed out slowly, and Qin Muchu felt a little familiar, probably heard it before, but couldn't think of what song it was.

It wasn't until a very familiar melody appeared, which should be the climax of the song, that Qin Muchu didn't recognize what the song was - "Honey, That's Not Love"!
Knowing which song it was, Qin Muchu was a little speechless.

When he was in high school, the class teacher used to play this song on a loop.

Well, broke up a few couples who fell in love in the class.

Crying while breaking up with this song as the background music, that scene...

Similar to the MV.

The lyrics are so badly written.

"You said holding hands is a promise, but my dear, that's not love...

Too beautiful promise because you are too young, but my dear, that is not love..."

Qin Muchu murmured.

Listen, are you talking about human beings?
Isn't this just telling puppy love, don't talk about it, you are not love, break up quickly.

It turned out that you kid wrote the song, you really lack virtue.

Qin Muchu looked at Zhou Jiaolun and shook his head slowly.

Suddenly, the piano sound stopped.

"Xiao Chu, do you still remember the lyrics? Why didn't you say it earlier, so I won't have to go back to look for it at night!"

Qin Muchu looked at Zhou Jiaolun who was smiling, and then turned to look at Zhang Shaohan and her manager who were also looking at him.

Step back decisively:
"I do not remember."

Dog thing, want to cheat me.

But Zhou Jiaolun stood up, hugged Qin Muchu, and faced Zhang Shaohan with a smile on his face.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce it just now. This is Qin Muchu, a great director, but he also has another identity, that is, a lyricist. Xiao Chu is very good at writing lyrics. Fang Wenshan said that he can't compare to him."

After a pause, he put his arms around Qin Muchu's neck:

"The lyrics of this song were actually written by Xiao Chu."

Qin Muchu's eyes widened, and two seconds later, he also embraced Zhou Jiaolun's shoulders, and exerted force on his hands:

"Really? I remember it was Fang Wenshan."

Zhou Jiaolun's expression twitched, but he still managed to show a smile, and said firmly:
"You misremembered, Fang Wenshan wrote another song, and you wrote this one."

……

After thanking Zhang Shaohan with joy, he left with his manager.

Just as the door of the recording studio was closed, one second Qin Muchu and Zhou Jiaolun were friendly and good friends, and the next moment Qin Muchu locked Zhou Jiaolun's neck.

"You caught me alone by riding a horse?"

"What's a pit? I heard you sing it yourself. I'm giving you a chance to show your talent, okay?

And do you expect Fang Wenshan to wake up in the middle of the night and stay up late writing lyrics?He is so old, won't your conscience hurt? "

Zhou Jiaolun spoke eloquently, patted Qin Muchu's arm, and suddenly his expression became melancholy:
"Let go, I'm broken in love, you still bully me, I'm going to be depressed!"

Qin Muchu almost laughed angrily.

This grandson is getting more and more shameless now.

Reluctantly let go of his arms and walked out the door:

"Come on, go back to sleep."

Zhou Jiaolun took a careful look at Qin Muchu, making sure that he really didn't care about this matter, immediately put away his melancholy expression, and quickly followed.

"The money for writing lyrics is still handled as before?"

"Ah."

"Oh good man."

"Shut up, fast boy."

"I have you soon?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)