Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

He slapped his leg, so excited he forgot to drink his tea.

"Just film this guy like this!"

"The first ten seconds focus on the shot of Yifei holding her phone and pushing it open."

"The scene in the middle shows Yifei listening to a song, accompanied by this song."

"In the last ten seconds, the focus shifted to 12530 download ringback tones, Nokia N90, and the joint logo."

He got more and more excited as he talked, and he even started to visualize scenes in his mind:

"At the beginning, the phone flips open, the camera turns, and Yifei's profile appears in the shot."

"Then, as soon as the chorus starts, the phone, her, and the ringtone screen all switch at once."

"One last thing—"

He looked towards the north bank of the river:

"Didn't you write that GG language before?"

"Press my ringtone?"

Upon hearing this, Jiangbei immediately replied:

"right."

"And then it comes—"

"Nokia N90, press my ringtone."

"The foreground shows a cell phone, while the background camera shows Yifei turning around."

"When the singing stops, it's game over."

Li Xiangdong nodded repeatedly, his eyes practically shining:

"well!"

"Let's do it!"

"I'll contact Nokia right away and send them the idea and demo!"

Guo Jian was dumbfounded.

No.

How long has it been?

I only briefly mentioned the joint venture with GG earlier.

The result is now—

The song is ready.

The direction for the performance has been determined.

GG has the idea.

Even the final slogan is almost finalized.

He couldn't help but glance at Jiangbei, only one thought in his mind:

Is Lao Liu a human or a ghost?

How come other people push things forward step by step when they do projects?

When it comes to him, it's like opening a floodgate.

As soon as he opened his mouth, half of the plan was ready.

The moment you open your mouth, I'll provide you with the whole package, from songs to your boyfriend.

Meanwhile, in the recording studio, Liu Yifei finally finished singing the song for the last time.

This time, it went more smoothly than any of the previous times.

She was slightly taken aback when the accompaniment stopped.

Because even she herself hadn't expected it—

The word "darling" has actually been sung in such a way.

She took off one earphone and subconsciously looked towards Jiangbei:

"Is this... okay?"

She had just finished practicing, her bangs were a little messy, and her face still had a faint blush from singing, but her eyes were bright, like a little girl waiting for her teacher to give her a score.

Jiang Bei had originally intended to nitpick as usual, but seeing her like this, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He coughed and offered his comments with feigned calmness:

"good."

"It's barely audible."

"Go through it a couple more times, and tighten up the last few notes, and it'll be about right."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's eyes, which had just brightened, narrowed instantly.

"Just okay?"

Jiang Bei remained unfazed: "Otherwise what?"

"You think GG songs don't need retouching?"

"The more it's something like this, the more you have to pay attention to the details."

Liu Yifei was so angry she wanted to bite her teeth.

She now understands everything completely.

This guy rarely praises people, but he's really ruthless when it comes to insulting them.

But then, Xie Yuan, who was standing nearby, spoke up with a smile:

Don't listen to him.

"Your version is already very good."

"At least to me, it already sounds right."

Liu Yifei was taken aback, then her eyes lit up: "Really?"

Xie Yuan nodded, rarely giving such direct affirmation:

"real."

"When you used to act, your emotions were projected outwards."

"Now when I sing this song, I've actually learned to tone it down."

"That's progress."

"It shows that Jiangbei's twisted logic, though flawed, is actually somewhat useful."

As soon as he said that, everyone in the shed burst into laughter.

Jiang Bei chuckled and casually added:

"Did you hear me?"

"The sect elders have all certified it."

"From now on, train with me, and I guarantee your cultivation will greatly improve."

"roll!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Liu Yifei grabbed the sheet music in her hand and slapped it at him.

But after she finished, she couldn't hold back and smiled.

The tension and fatigue from practicing singing, as well as the awkwardness of being surrounded by a group of people, all dissipated without me even realizing it.

Li Xiangdong was also in a great mood as he watched this scene.

The song was completed.

It's basically over.

The script, director, lead actress, and publicity team are all starting to align.

He can now even imagine—

Once this GG (Golden Goose) is released first, followed by the online release of "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" at 12:53 PM, and finally the TV series "Hanna" will follow...

How fierce will this combination of punches be?

Thinking of this, he could no longer sit still and stood up abruptly:

"Alright, that's enough for today!"

"I'll go back and get people now, and contact Nokia, GG Company, and the PR department."

"Don't just sit idly by here either."

He looked towards Jiangbei, his tone much more serious than before:

"Script, song, demo—get it done as quickly as possible."

"This time, let's pull off a big heist."

Jiang Bei also stood up, smiling and nodding:

"rest assured."

"Now that the plates are already set up—"

"Then let's go all out and go for it."

One sentence made Guo Jian's scalp tingle.

Xie Yuan couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

These young people are truly daring in their thinking and their actions.

But unfortunately—

Now even he thinks that this might actually work out.

In fact, it won't just be a success; it will be a significant and impactful event.

·

After leaving the recording studio, he had no desire to argue with his ex. He rushed back to his rented apartment and immediately began his intensive, secluded work.

More than twenty days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past twenty-odd days, Jiangbei has completely transformed himself into a caveman.

Draw the curtains, toss your phone aside, and turn on your computer.

Write, write to death.

When I get hungry, I call the Chang'an Noodle Shop downstairs and ask the owner to deliver food to my door.

When I get sleepy, I just sprawl out on the sofa, take a nap for an hour or two, and then wake up to continue typing.

Clothes were scattered everywhere, the table was covered with empty instant noodle containers and coffee cans, and various odds and ends were piled up like a small mountain.

Later on, he didn't even bother to look in the mirror anymore.

With a scraggly beard and hair that looked like a bird's nest, he looked as if the script had drained all his vitality.

When it comes to creation, time is of the least important factor.

I looked up and realized it was already mid-June.

For more than twenty days, Jiang Bei hardly left his home.

But while he was working himself to the bone inside, the people outside weren't idle either.

On Ruan Fei's side, he and his three programmer brothers worked around the clock, making great strides in the doctoral project.

The underlying framework was already built, and features such as the database, comments, following, private messages, and personal homepage were added one by one, with the progress being as fast as if it were on double speed.

Cui Hao would occasionally send a message to Jiang Bei in the middle of the night, reporting that "another module has been completed," his tone full of the excitement unique to programmers.

Qin Lan was also incredibly efficient.

He ran around to investment companies, venture capital firms, and cultural media companies, one after another, to bring them all down to him;

The strategic cooperation agreement with China Mobile and Liu Yifei's endorsement authorization were both handled perfectly.

Recently, she has started to oversee the renovation of the new office space.

They were constantly shuttling between the building materials market, the new venue, and their temporary posts, keeping themselves so busy they barely had time to rest.

Guo Jian was also very busy.

This guy, while holding the title of "Key Account Operations Specialist," was running processes and chasing resources for Jiangbei and his team within the mobile company; at the same time, he also pulled off a huge heist—

The cover song website was truly taken down by them.

"Involving vulgar and obscene content, illegally attracting traffic, and mismanaging the comment section"—these are just a few of the accusations that landed him in the package of "revocation of license and suspension of business for rectification."

As for Huang Yangtian...

Guo Jian also removed her songs that were originally available on the mobile platform.

The reasons are quite valid: copyright issues are questionable, the intention is negative, and the app should be removed for verification.

It was done in an official and legal manner.

But everyone knows that this guy is just standing up for Jiangbei.

Liu Yifei is arguably the one who has benefited the most during this period.

The endorsement deal has been officially signed.

The mobile company took several photos of her in still images, and later they dragged her to take photos of the GG that 12530 and Nokia jointly launched.

Because her image and the vibe of "Darling" perfectly matched the tone of the new phone, Nokia immediately decided to add an extra 1.5 million yuan to the endorsement fee.

The day before yesterday, her three songs—

"The Brightest Star in the Night Sky," "Goodbye," and "Darling" have been officially uploaded to the 12530 official website.

Listen to the audio for free, and download it for free.

But setting a ringback tone costs three yuan per song.

As for how well it's selling, Jiangbei doesn't have time to check at all.

These days, the only thing he cares about is one thing—

Let's finish the first season of "Hannah" thoroughly.

As for Xie Yuan, he wasn't idle either.

This teacher, Ms. Xie, said she would "wait and see" first, but once she actually started doing it, she was more enthusiastic than anyone else.

He has already finalized most of the details for the film and television company he is collaborating with on the project.

The directing team, executive producer, cinematographer, art director, and even the main actors have all drawn up a preliminary list.

Everything is ready; all that's left is to wait for Jiangbei's script.

……

Afternoon, in the rented room.

Jiang Bei stared at the last page of the document, his eyes bloodshot, his fingers typing four words on the keyboard—

Season 1 is over.

The moment he finished typing, he slumped back in his chair, as if he had just crawled out of the exam room and his bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

It became.

He closed his eyes and rested for a full half minute before sitting up straight again and quickly going through the entire twenty-episode script once more.

After confirming there were no major problems, I packaged it up and sent it to my email.

Recipients: Xie Yuan, Liu Yifei, Shu Chang, Li Xiangdong.

Send all.

After doing all this, he finally let out a long breath and felt like he had lost several pounds.

"Damn it... I'm finally done writing."

Jiang Bei rubbed his sore neck, just about to get up to take a shower and then have a good night's sleep.

There was a knock on the door.

dong dong dong.

He paused for a moment, then looked down at the time.

It was a little after 1 p.m.

Who would it be at this moment?

Jiang Bei dragged his aching body over and opened the door.

Liu Yifei stood outside the door.

The first thing Liu Yifei did upon entering was to take off her hat, sunglasses, and mask.

She froze after pulling the mask down halfway.

The next second, he quickly put it back on, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Jiang Laoliu, what's that smell in your room?"

"It's all spoiled!"

The air was filled with the smells of instant noodles, takeout containers, coffee, and sweat, as well as a stuffy, sour odor from a poorly ventilated place—a truly potent odor.

Jiang Bei, however, looked completely self-righteous, even a little smug:

"What do you know? I'm breaking through in seclusion."

"A little chaos brings out the spirit."

"Spiritual energy?"

Liu Yifei was so angry she laughed, glaring at him through her mask.

"That's clearly poison gas!"

Jiang Bei was too lazy to argue with her, and simply raised his chin:

"Alright, stop complaining."

"Have you received the script?"

The moment the script was mentioned, Liu Yifei's eyes lit up instantly, and she even forgot about the pungent smell in the room:

"Finished writing?"

"Where?"

"Let me see!"