I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 358 I Didn't Offend You, Did I?
"To save you trouble, this week, you are responsible for 10 of them, my song, I will handle it myself!"

Qin Ye leaned on the piano and said calmly.

"Second Young Master, I haven't offended you, have I?"

It seemed that Jun Moting was standing in front of him, and when he heard Qin Ye's words, Han Bo felt that something was wrong.

As Fengshang's queen music producer, Han Bo's status in the Chinese music circle is second only to Zhong Wen.

The day before, Han Bo had just rejected the warm invitation from the program team of "All People Make Stars", and after answering Jun Moting's call the next day, Han Bo had the cheek to call the person in charge of the program team, saying that he had changed his mind.

What the program crew thought Han Bo didn't know, Han Bo only knew that after being ridiculed by Zhong Wen, his old face was almost out of control.

This is not finished!
Before leaving, the big boss had an interview with him for more than an hour in his spare time.

The expression of meaning was particularly obvious, and Qin Ye's music competitions were fully entrusted to him.

Satisfy what can be satisfied as much as possible, and what cannot be satisfied, create conditions must also be satisfied!
Did you hear that?

If it can't be satisfied, the creation conditions must also be satisfied. That means, if Qin Ye wants to sing, he must take the first place?
Although he is not afraid of Zhong Wen when he comes, but when he thinks that he still has several albums on hand, and the Spring Festival is coming soon, and he has to stare at Papa Yang's party music, Han Bo feels that he has a headache. Toothache, neck pain, even heel pain.

But, the boy said, he can figure out his song himself!
If that's the case, then why did he make this trip?

Boss, you sent me here as an undercover agent, didn't you discuss it with your brother?

Looking at Han Bo's face that was neither crying nor smiling, Qin Ye smiled and said, "If you don't agree to my conditions, then you will offend me."

Han Bo felt his tooth hurt even more, "Second Young Master, how about I listen to it for you during the rehearsal?"

"no need……"

Qin Ye flatly refused, turned his head and glanced at the 10 people who were concentrating on choosing songs, pointed at Qiao Baihan and said to Han Bo, "That guy, you need to pay more attention."

After speaking, Qin Ye put his hands in his pockets and walked away gracefully from behind.

Han Bo thought about it for a long time, and felt that he couldn't offend others inside and out. Taking advantage of his rest time, he called Jun Moting tremblingly.

Hearing Jun Mo Ting say without hesitation, "According to Second Young Master's wishes" and hanging up the phone, Han Bo looked at the blue sky above his head and felt that his mood was so gloomy that it was about to rain.

In an instant, thinking of Qiao Bohan whom Qin Ye had specially explained, Han Bo knew it.

In the evening, Li Yuntao knew that Qin Ye hadn't shown up in the karaoke room all day.

Thinking in his heart that this was Qin Ye's way of expressing his dissatisfaction, Li Yuntao walked to the door of the apartment, then changed his mind and went back to the singing room.

Just met Zhong Wen who was about to leave after pointing out the last person.

"Mr. Zhong, I think I didn't handle the part of the second section well enough. How about you listen to me again?"

Putting on an aggressive look, Li Yuntao was polite.

After a tiring day, and being overwhelmed by these players who want to be talented and have no talent, and will only hurt the spring and autumn, Zhong Wen scolded with a dark face: "You can't handle the ready-made songs for you, and you still want to adaptation?"

"If you don't know how to deal with it, listen to it again, listen to it a hundred times before speaking."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Wen walked away with a straight face.

A song is more than five minutes long, and one hundred times is nearly 600 minutes, ten hours.

Then he doesn't need to sleep tonight.

Originally thinking that Zhong Wen would think that he was hard-working and studious, maybe he would give him some pointers, but he didn't expect to lift a rock and hit his own foot, Li Yuntao's face instantly became as cold as the Himalayas.

In the apartment room, Qin Ye was typing on the piano keyboard on the tablet, humming softly from time to time.

After a moment of contemplation, his hand quickly slid over, and a note jumped onto the paper.

(End of this chapter)