A writer has arrived in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Chapter 108: Finding Xu Song to do the theme song

China Film Group's current science fiction film project is still in the very early stages of preparation. Even the choice of which work to adapt is up to the director, not to mention the specific investment details.

Therefore, Fusu Culture and China Film Group only signed a preliminary letter of intent for cooperation, which established the cooperation framework, intentions and principles.

As for the specific percentage of the amount, we'll have to wait until the director is confirmed and the project officially starts before we can discuss that.

After we came out of the meeting room, Chen Zhixi came up to us and asked, "How did it go?"

"A letter of intent for cooperation has already been signed," An Wenxiu replied.

"You signed it already?" Chen Zhixi's eyes showed surprise. "I thought you'd change your mind after going in there." She gestured with her chin diagonally across the room. "See that over there? I just came out of that group of people, all trying to figure out how to deal with Director La."

Su Liu followed her gaze and saw a group of people gathered not far away, with bursts of hearty laughter occasionally emanating from them. Chen Zhixi lowered her voice and quickly rattled off a string of names: Zhongqing, Emei, Laiyao, Ningyang... There were representatives from more than a dozen companies.

"What are they planning to do?" Su Liu asked.

"If all else fails, just throw in some money as a token gesture. Chairman La just took office this year, so we should still give him face."

"Chairman La said that China Film Group plans to invite internationally renowned directors like James Cameron and Alfonso Cuarón to work on this project," An Wenxiu said calmly, turning her gaze away from the crowd.

Chen Zhixi was clearly moved by these names. "If we could get James Cameron, maybe it would actually work. But these foreigners are too arrogant; I don't think it'll be easy."

As the three were talking, the group of representatives politely deferred to each other and shoved their way into the meeting room. Before the door closed completely, intermittent pleasantries and flattery drifted out from inside.

There was another banquet that evening, but Su Liu didn't plan to attend. An Wenxiu could handle such occasions perfectly on her own.

An Wenxiu glanced at her watch and nodded. Su Liu then greeted Chen Zhixi and turned to go downstairs first.

As if suddenly remembering something, Ms. Chen called out from a few steps away, "Mr. Su, I reckon I'll have to pay you a visit in a while."

Su Liu turned around, looking puzzled. "Sister Chen, what's wrong?"

"It's not that I have something to do," Chen Zhixi waved her hand. "It's someone else who wants to get to know you."

Who is it?

"You'll see when the time comes; he's a huge fan of yours."

"Come on."

Su Liu chuckled silently, not taking it to heart. He waved and left the hotel.

Besides attending the China Film Group's promotional event and spending time with Chen Duling, he also had another matter to resolve during his trip to Yanjing.

That's "Lemon," the theme song from "Unnatural."

The next morning, the car got stuck in traffic at the intersection of Chaoyang Road and the East Fourth Ring Road. Chen Duling sat next to Su Liu, insisting on coming along.

Last night, when Su Liu said she was going to find a singer to make that "dengdengdengdeng" sound, she was overjoyed and wanted to see how professional musicians dealt with such abstract things.

"This is the morning rush hour in the capital!" Chen Duling exclaimed, looking at the traffic jam all around her.

"Completely immobile, that's amazing."

The East Fourth Ring Road runs north-south, and during the morning rush hour, there is a huge flow of traffic entering the city. In addition, the traffic flow from west to east and from east to west on Chaoyang Road is converging, and the auxiliary roads have a large number of private vehicles, buses, and electric vehicles mixed together. As a result, it becomes a complete traffic jam.

Of course, it wasn't as serious as Su Liu described; the traffic was still moving slowly at around 20 miles per hour.

Fortunately, their destination was the nearby Ocean International Center.

After getting out of the taxi, Su Li and Chen Duling headed southwest along the auxiliary road of the East Fourth Ring Road.

In April, the wind in Yanjing was strong, and pedestrians on the street all hunched their necks and took quick, short steps.

As I was walking onto the pedestrian overpass, I saw a man carrying a briefcase tilting his head, holding his phone between his shoulder and shoulder, and hurriedly giving instructions to someone on the other end of the line while glancing at his watch.

Watching this scene, Chen Duling, seemingly lost in thought, suddenly asked, "Do you think I'll end up like this every morning, grabbing my bag and rushing off to work looking disheveled?"

Su Liu glanced at her sideways. "You're going to work, why are you all disheveled? Don't you wash your face and brush your teeth?"

"If my commute takes two hours every morning, I might really be too lazy to wash it."

"Really? Chen Duling, tell me honestly, what's the longest you've gone without showering?"

Chen Duling's eyes widened, a faint blush creeping onto her face: "Why, why are you asking this?"

"I was just asking casually, I wanted to know just how clean you girls really are."

"I'm not telling you."

"Hmm? You're not going to tell me?" Su Liu drawled, "Could it be—a month? Half a year?"

"Are you crazy?!" Chen Duling clenched her fist and punched his arm several times in frustration. "How could this be! You haven't showered in half a year!"

"I really haven't showered in six months."

Chen Duling paused, then bounced half a meter to the side as if she'd been electrocuted, her eyes filled with absurdity! But when she met Su Liu's suppressed laughter, she immediately deflated, clenching her fist and punching him again: "You lied to me again."

Su Liu smiled and stepped aside, and the two of them arrived at the lobby of Building A of Ocean International Center.

In this setting, Chen Duling reverted to her quiet and reserved student self. After a simple registration with security, the two entered the building and took the elevator to the third floor.

The elevator doors opened, leading to the office area on the 3rd floor.

Ahead is a glass door with a metal frame, bearing the Ocean Butterflies Music logo in both Chinese and English, simple and eye-catching.

Su Liu pushed open the door and entered. The young female administrator at the front desk immediately stood up to greet them, "Hello, may I ask who you two are?"

"My name is Su Liu, and I have an appointment with Professor Xu Song."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Su." The administrative girl quickly handed over a temporary visitor card. "Professor Xu is in the producer's office inside. You can see her if you go in from here."

"Okay, thank you."

Su Liu swiped his visitor card to open the door, and in front of him was a large open workspace with album posters, artist schedules and whiteboards on the walls.

While holding Su Liu's hand, Chen Duling looked around curiously.

The employees at their workstations all looked up, their gazes sweeping over the two for a few seconds. Amidst the hushed whispers, Su Liu and Chen Duling walked straight through the corridor to the producer's office.

He was about to knock when the door opened by itself.

The young man behind the door was tall and thin, with gentle features and black-rimmed glasses. He looked very clean and refreshing, like a quiet scholar.

"Teacher Su?" He extended his hand, his voice soft and gentle. "Hello, I'm Xu Song."