After my divorce, I was targeted by the queen of bad movies.

The pretty woman couldn't tell if the man was pretending not to care or if he simply didn't understand the significance of the matter.

Don't you write songs to become famous?

Aren't you excited at all that someone appreciates your singing?

If it were anyone else, they'd probably be so excited right now that they'd be asking who they are, which entertainment company they belong to, and which big boss has taken a liking to their song.

If she hadn't known that she had let the boss hear his song by accident, she would have suspected that this man was a cunning schemer who had been fishing for her.

She took out a business card and handed it to Jiang Ye, but Jiang Ye casually put it in the storage compartment of the center console, next to the divorce certificate.

Seeing his casual demeanor, the pretty woman didn't say anything more, but she was guessing that the divorce must have made him lose interest in everything.

Both sides fell silent, and at that moment, the boss, Shao Yuyin, hung up the phone.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Ye dropped the woman off at her destination. As she was about to get out of the car, she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned her head, and said, "Master, let's add a WeChat account. If the director likes this song, there might be more opportunities for collaboration."

Don't worry, we are a legitimate entertainment company and would never plagiarize songs or scam money.

Jiang Ye nodded and said, "Okay, if you need a car urgently in the future, you can just send me a message to book a ride. My prices are fair."

Upon hearing Jiang Ye's words, the pretty woman smiled.

I was telling him about buying songs and having them become movie OSTs, which might give him the opportunity to become famous and enter the entertainment industry. Not only was he not excited, but he was also thinking about getting the order quickly.

That's really interesting.

I'll go back and tell Sister Honey; it'll definitely make her smile.

The pretty woman smiled, added him on WeChat, and then got out of the car and left.

Jiang Ye shook his head as he watched the other person rushing towards the film studio with large bags on their back.

Life is tough, and everyone is working very hard.

……

At noon, Jiang Ye stopped taking orders and returned to his rented room.

The house isn't big; it's a 50-square-meter loft apartment.

As soon as I entered, a Papillon dog with a few yellow spots pounced on me.

Its two paws quickly scratched at Jiang Ye's calves, and its long tongue stuck out of its mouth, making rapid "hahaha" sounds.

Jiang Ye reached out and touched its head, and the puppy immediately stuck out its tongue and licked his palm.

"678, go play by yourself for a while, I'll cook dinner."

After playing with his dog 678 for a while, Jiang Ye went to a corner of the living room and cooked himself a bowl of noodles on an induction cooker.

After finishing his meal, Jiang Ye went to the balcony, where there was a beanbag chair.

Jiang Ye slumped onto the beanbag chair, stretched out a big yawn, and then 678 happily jumped onto his lap.

After three years of marriage, An Rong has not had children, saying she wants to wait until things are more stable before considering it.

Jiang Ye only kept one dog.

An Rong disliked it, thinking that it was always howling and disturbing her sleep. She suggested giving it away several times, but Jiang Ye stubbornly stopped her each time.

This Papillon looks almost exactly like the one Jiang Ye had when he was a child, and Jiang Ye cherishes it dearly.

They take them for a walk twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, feed them the best quality dog ​​food, and take them to a pet club for a bath once a week.

Sometimes An Rong was jealous that 678 was more favored than her.

Jiang Ye rubbed its head, then slowly immersed himself in the afternoon sunlight.

It's warm and cozy, perfect for sleeping and dreaming.

"Buzz—"

The sound of the phone vibrating woke Jiang Ye from his sleep.

The mature woman disappeared from his sight. He glanced down at his phone and saw that the name displayed was Xu Xiaofeng.

"Mr. Jiang, you haven't sent me the demo yet. Are you busy?"

The other person's words immediately brought Jiang Ye to his senses: "Sorry, I'll send it right away."

The fact that they're urging me so quickly means they're really in a hurry.

Jiang Ye took out the other party's business card and was about to send the DEMO he had saved on his phone. After thinking for a moment, he first registered the copyright on the copyright website before sending it. The other party quickly replied with a "received" emoji.

After being woken up, Jiang Ye lost the will to go back to sleep. He got up, filled 678's dog bowl with water, and told it not to pee on the bed or sofa.

Even though I know it will still secretly do bad things, I still have to remind it every day.

Even puppies can read people's expressions.

I went out, got in the car, and opened the order-taking system.

Keep earning dog food.

When a person is free and independent, their expenses decrease.

Rent, utilities, and food don't add up to much.

Jiang Ye was already considering whether or not to buy himself a guitar.

After all, a perfect replica in a dream requires more than just singing skills; it also requires corresponding instrumental playing skills.

……

On the other end of the phone, Xu Xiaofeng opened the DEMO in his email.

A slightly melancholic song began to play, and Yang Mi, sitting next to Xu Xiaofeng, listened attentively to it.

In the morning, I listened through a microphone, so it was a bit noisy and distorted.

Listening to it in person now, she immediately felt the loneliness, sadness, deep affection, and despair implied in the song, especially the line "I'm still pretending not to care" shouted out in the climax of the chorus, which made Yang Mi's eyes slightly red.

The repeated "I miss you so much, I miss you so much" is like a heartfelt cry of longing for a departed lover. Anyone who hears it can feel that the lyricist and composer are deeply affectionate.

"Did Jiang Ye just get divorced?"

Yang Mi looked at her assistant, Xu Xiaofeng, who nodded and said, "It should be. I saw a divorce certificate and a divorce agreement on the center console at the time."

"No wonder."

Yang Mi sighed: "Those who are heartbroken understand love best. Forward the song to me, and I'll send it to Director Guo."

She's an impatient person, and she's more eager than anyone else to please Director Guo.

……

At this moment, Director Guo was wandering around his large villa naked.

He doesn't like to wear clothes at home, and he's always naked, even in front of the housekeeper.

The movie has been edited and is about to be released, but the theme song has yet to be finalized, which makes him extremely agitated.

So when Yang Mi told him on the phone that she had found a nice melody, Director Guo scoffed, "These days, so-called lyricists and composers are all just seeking fame and fortune, or they plagiarize everywhere. You didn't find another plagiarist, did you?"

Yang Mi couldn't help but think to herself, "When it comes to plagiarism, who can outdo you?"

"This is a song that my assistant accidentally heard while taking a Didi ride. Director Guo, please listen to it first. If you feel it's right, I'll help you contact the author."

If it's not right, I'll buy the song myself.

Hearing that Yang Mi wanted to pay for the song herself, Director Guo's interest was piqued. He walked barefoot to his computer and opened the email that Yang Mi had just forwarded.

The appearance before my eyes when the light is on

A huge room, a lonely bed

With the lights off, everything looks the same.

The wounds in my heart cannot be shared.

... "

A clear voice, slightly trembling, rang out in Director Guo's large villa, and he was stunned for a moment.

How can this voice be so androgynous yet alluring?

An empty heart and hollow emotions echoed in Director Guo's ears.

He felt his heart was intoxicated by the first verse and chorus.

I miss you so much, I miss you so much

But without leaving a trace

I'm still standing on tiptoe, longing for you.

... "

When Director Guo heard this lyric, especially the words "standing on tiptoe," he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

……

Ps:

"I Miss You So Much" by Sodagreen