Who taught you to be a celebrity like this?

Li Ye's words made Ding Yan realize that he had really grown up and was no longer that sensitive and withdrawn child.

Li Xiran, who had been ignored by everyone, was getting increasingly anxious.

How come you're involved in both recording and working in a studio?

She really wanted to know, but knew her mother wouldn't listen to her at this point, so she pleaded, "Mom, can I go to the company with you tomorrow?"

Li Xiran planned to witness it firsthand and find out for herself.

She also sensed that what was about to happen tomorrow seemed to be against Li Ye, and subconsciously had the idea of ​​standing with him and fighting side by side.

"Don't make things worse." Ding Yan glared at her.

Thinking about the pressure Li Ye would face tomorrow, Ding Yan had a headache. How could she possibly bring Li Xiran along?

"Mom!" Li Xiran hugged Ding Yan and acted coquettishly.

Ding Yan remained expressionless and motionless.

"Go if you want to."

Li Xiran didn't expect Li Ye to speak up for her. Li Ye winked at her and then said to Ding Yan, "Xiran is bored staying at home by herself, so let her go with us."

"How could she be bored?" Ding Yan gently pinched Li Xiran, but did not object further.

The next day.

Before eight o'clock, Li Ye changed his clothes and prepared to go out for a run, only to find that Li Xiran had already gotten up and even changed into her outdoor clothes, sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Are you going out?

Seeing the awkwardness on Li Xiran's face, Li Ye immediately realized something and said with a smile, "I just went to record a song at Fanxing this afternoon. Don't worry, I promised you I wouldn't leave you alone at home."

"You didn't explain it clearly." Li Xiran muttered, looking embarrassed.

In the afternoon, Li Ye told Ding Yan on WeChat, and then drove Li Xiran off.

Upon receiving the message, Ding Yan took a deep breath, as if she had entered a state of combat readiness.

This was the first time she had been so nervous since joining the company.

"Yan Yan, why hasn't your genius nephew arrived yet?"

At that moment, a woman with a slightly plump figure, heavy makeup, and curly hair walked in from the doorway, putting on a concerned expression.

She has a very loud voice, so loud that people outside the brokerage department can hear her clearly.

"What's it to you?" Ding Yan said calmly.

"Hey, is it wrong for someone to show you some concern?"

The curly-haired woman spoke in a lecturing tone: "The way you are now is because you have a flawed personality!"

Ding Yan ignored her, but another female agent sitting next to her couldn't help but say, "Yang Zhenzhen, Sister Yan helped you before, how come you don't remember the good things at all? The atmosphere at Fanxing has always been pretty good, it's just you who's always being sarcastic and sarcastic."

"Oh, birds of a feather flock together. No wonder you all stick together for warmth and stay in the office all day!" Yang Zhenzhen crossed her arms and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

The term "office work" is extremely rare for artist managers, which already raises questions about their professional competence and attitude.

"you!"

The female colleague who spoke up for Ding Yan stood up, about to lash out, but Ding Yan pulled her back: "Duan Lin, don't take this kind of person seriously."

Duan Lin listened to Ding Yan and glared angrily at Yang Zhenzhen.

Yang Zhenzhen didn't take it to heart. As she turned to leave the agency, she said, "Everyone is looking forward to your genius nephew. Maybe he can even get shares in Fanxing in the future. Don't let us down! After all, even Manyue hasn't opened her own studio yet."

Her voice was as loud as ever.

"Indeed, I'm looking forward to it too."

Suddenly, a voice responded to Yang Zhenzhen's words.

The sharp and sarcastic look on Yang Zhenzhen's face vanished instantly, replaced by a nonchalant smile as she said, "Brother Sheng is here."

The man who arrived was Chen Yusheng, a middle-aged man who looked quite dignified.

Behind him was a man with long hair and glasses, who was Zhang Xiaoqi.

He nodded slightly and said in a strong voice, "These days, our company is negotiating a collaboration. Although it's not exactly a secret, we are still in the process of getting to know each other. If anyone spreads rumors again, no matter who you are, please leave Fanxing."

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"Hello, I'm Li Ye, here to record a song."

Li Ye arrived at the front desk of Fanxing, followed by Li Xiran, who was looking around nervously.

She had been here before, but back then her favorite, Zhong Manyue, hadn't joined Fanxing yet.

I wonder if I'll be able to see Zhong Manyue... Li Xiran was filled with anticipation as she followed closely behind Li Ye into the Starry Sky.

The scene that Li Ye had imagined—being stared at by many curious or ill-intentioned eyes—did not happen.

Because the recording studio is upstairs, there's no need to walk through an area with a lot of staff.

Soon, Li Ye met Ding Yan, who was accompanied by two women and a man.

Li Ye keenly noticed that the rather plump woman with curly hair was giving him a very aggressive look.

After Ding Yan's introduction and a brief introduction, Li Ye didn't bother with pleasantries and asked, "Teacher Zhang, may we begin now?"

"Of course," Zhang Xiaoqi said with a smile.

He was very curious about Li Ye, wanting to know what kind of young man could write "The Ordinary Road".

The two went to the production station, and Li Xiran wanted to follow to find out more, but Ding Yan left her in the sofa area.

Yang Zhenzhen stopped her sarcastic remarks at this moment, scrolling through her phone and occasionally glancing at Li Ye and Zhang Xiaoqi.

"What are your thoughts on the arrangement of this song? What kind of effect do you hope to achieve?" Zhang Xiaoqi got straight to the point.

Li Ye pondered for a moment: "I wanted to express a feeling of 'being on the road' more through this song, but I'm not sure how I can achieve that?"

"Actually, I've prepared a backing track. Come and listen to it." Zhang Xiaoqi gestured for Li Ye to put on his headphones.

After listening, Li Ye shook his head: "This arrangement feels too perfect to me. It's not ordinary enough, and it doesn't quite fit the mood. It's like driving a luxury car around the CBD."

"Then listen to this part again." Zhang Xiaoqi wasn't angry. He was a well-prepared person and had come up with three different arrangement ideas.

Li Ye shook his head again: "Too heavy."

Zhang Xiaoqi shared one last idea for Li Ye to adapt the text, but it still didn't work, and this time he didn't even offer a reason.

"Too much space."

Zhang Xiaoqi shook his head: "You need to have a specific idea of ​​what exactly 'on the road' means."

"It's the kind of rough, without too much embellishment..."

Li Ye was very clear about what he wanted, but he still didn't explain further.

Because Zhang Xiaoqi doesn't understand, and even if he did, he wouldn't agree with it at this moment.

After all, he was an accomplished and renowned producer, while Li Ye was still a newcomer to the music scene with no works to his name.

Despite having three arrangement ideas rejected in a row, Zhang Xiaoqi only showed slight impatience, indicating that he was completely calm.

"How about I sing and play it once?" Li Ye felt that he needed Zhang Xiaoqi to see and hear it in order to understand and support his idea.

"Yes, that's for the best."

Zhang Xiaoqi nodded, "Then why don't you go to the studio and test the sound? Get a feel for it and get used to it."

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