Cultivation Shura Field

348. Chapter 345 344 It is true that I have a connection with Hao

348.

When Li Runhao walked into the Starbucks coffee shop, he looked around but still didn't see the 'Mr. Xu' he expected.

Until a big boy who looked to be only a high school student waved at him.

"You are Li Runhao, right? My name is Xu Zhe, come, sit down."

Although the boy who spoke to him was about the same height as him, he looked like a teenager and it was hard to tell whether he was an adult or not.

So Li Runhao looked suspicious and said, "Are you the Mr. Xu that Mr. Song mentioned?"

Xu Zhe nodded: "Yes, that's me. Sit down and talk. I've ordered a cup of coffee for you, but I don't know what you like."

"It's okay, I'm not picky about taste."

Li Runhao sat down opposite the boy.

After taking a sip, he knew that the coffee was really ordinary, but this professional musician would not be picky about the taste of the drink at this time. After all, Song Huaifeng had told him before that one song would cost 200,000.

And it's a song that hasn't had lyrics written yet.

"Actually, Uncle Song should have already talked to you about selling songs. But I'm personally curious about you and want to meet and talk."

Xu Zhe was of course curious. According to the timeline of his previous life, the new album of this guy in front of him would take off next year, especially the songs in the album such as "Model" and "Li Bai", which were all written by him. Of course, in addition to his original works, the most well-known feature of this person is probably his small eyes, which are rarely matched by anyone in the entire music industry or even the entire entertainment industry.

When we met today, I saw that her eyes were indeed small and the distance between them was indeed far apart.

However, Xu Zhe had no intention of laughing and just gave a polite smile.

Li Runhao scratched his head: "Let's talk, what should we talk about..."

Xu Zhe: "You must have written more than one song recently, right?"

Li Runhao's expression was a bit struggling: "Mr. Xu, do you want to buy more songs?"

Xu Zhe suddenly held up two fingers: "I have two plans. First, I will buy more songs from you. The price is negotiable, starting at 200,000. Second, I can pay to help you make an album."

Li Runhao was stunned for a while, with great confusion in his small eyes.

He couldn't help but ask, "This is also the first time I see you today, why are you helping me so much?"

Xu Zhe: "Because I've heard your songs before. Although your album didn't become popular, I really like the song "Old Street" in it."

Li Runhao couldn't help scratching his head again.

Xu Zhe added: "I can tell you that my studio has reached a cooperation with Soni Music this year. And before the cooperation, I had already made a song popular on my own. You can check "faded", it seems to be quite popular this year."

After the words were spoken, the atmosphere became quite quiet for a moment.

This is a corner in the coffee shop. Not many people pass by, and the light music playing in the shop also covers up the slight noise around.

Li Runhao asked hesitantly: "What kind of album do you want to make for me? Do you want a mini album with only two songs, or..."

Xu Zhe: "As long as you have enough original songs, a formal album with ten songs will be no problem. Of course, we are just chatting casually today, so you don't have to feel too burdened. Anyway, besides this ugly... uh, this unnamed song, you can contact me if you have other songs you want to sell."

Li Runhao was silent for a moment and could only say: "Thank you, I will definitely consider it seriously."

"Okay, that's it..."

Xu Zhe exchanged contact phone numbers with him, then stood up, waved goodbye, and walked out of the cafe.

He got on the company's business car.

In the car, besides Song Huaifeng, there were two curious girls.

"The second song he gave me was written by him?" Tang Lingfei couldn't help asking, "What's the name of the song?"

Xu Zhe sat in the passenger seat and said as he fastened his seat belt, "Ugly."

Tang Lingfei: "Huh?"

Xu Zhe: "But what I bought from them is just a tune, I haven't written the lyrics yet. I have a general idea of ​​the lyrics, the main theme is to denounce the world that values ​​appearance."

Tang Lingfei pointed at her own face and said, "Why should I criticize a world that values ​​appearance? Is my face ugly?"

Xu Zhe: “It looks very nice.”

Tang Lingfei: "Then why..."

Xu Zhe: "This is to create a contrast. You see, the first song is about a secret crush, and the second song is about denouncing people for looking at faces. What kind of impression will this give others? This singer has a nice voice and sings well, but may not look good enough for the audience, right? It just so happens that no audience knows what you look like right now. Let the song become popular first, and then you show your face. Hey, isn't this a big turning point?"

Tang Lingfei looked at him blankly, not knowing whether to say that this plan was interesting, bold, or nonsense.

Song Xingye commented: "The most crucial question is whether the song can become popular."

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "I am very confident in the quality of these two songs. Okay, Feifei, you don't have to worry about anything else. I will discuss the commercial matters with Sister Yang slowly. You just need to think about how to sing the songs well."

Song Xingye suddenly thought of something and said thoughtfully, "Mr. Xu, you seem to have a connection with the word 'Hao'."

Xu Zhe: "What do you mean?"

Song Xingye: "The investment manager you are looking for is named Yao Hao. I also saw the signature of the composer this time, which is Li Runhao. Did you deliberately look for the character 'Hao'?"

Tang Lingfei also joked: "Is it because you can't forget Wenhao?"

Xu Zhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What does this have to do with anything... If there's anyone I can't forget, it shouldn't be a boy."

As soon as these words were spoken, the car suddenly became quiet.

Xu Zhe also realized that he seemed to be too relaxed and said something that could easily make people think about it. When he turned around, he saw Feifei and Xiaoye staring at each other, as if they were exchanging glances, or as if they were secretly competing with each other.

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That night, Song Xingye and Tang Lingfei understood where Xu Zhe's confidence came from.

This song "Ugly" is undoubtedly still a work in progress. Based on the composer Li Runhao, Xu Zhe wrote a few lyrics, just a few words, and then handed it over to Tang Lingfei.

His original words were "Let Feifei find the feeling."

Then Tang Lingfei sang along in the hotel room and immediately found the feeling, and she also called her best friend over.

"Ugly, could you please not turn on the light?

The love I want haunts the dark stage..."

Tang Lingfei stopped.

Song Xingye couldn't help but urged: "It sounds good, what's next?"

Tang Lingfei: "There are no lyrics at the end. If you want me to sing again, I can only sing the score."

Song Xingye thought for a moment and asked, "Were these few lyrics all written by Xu Zhe?"

Tang Lingfei: "Yes, I watched him write it and gave it to me. He also said that he would try to find someone to write the lyrics to see if he could complete it."

Song Xingye suddenly said, "Or let me try."

Tang Lingfei was stunned: "Xiao Ye, can you write lyrics?"

Song Xingye: "Just give it a try. There's nothing to lose."

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Friends who have been following the updates may know that the new chapters of this book have been locked in the small black room many times... Well, the standards of the small black room seem to be constantly changing, and this thing is not easy to grasp. So the plot outline has to be adjusted. Sorry for the late update of these two chapters.

349. Chapter 346 345 All for Creation

349.

As the night deepened, Xu Zhe was looking at the company's financial statements when he heard a knock on the door. After opening the door and letting Song Xingye in, he heard this proposal from the girl.

"Where did Mr. Xu write the lyrics of that song? Otherwise, let me give it a try."

Xu Zhe: "Are you talking about the song Ugly Monster?"

Song Xingye: "Yes."

Xu Zhe: "Can you write songs?"

Song Xingye blinked his eyes: "When you read and listen to a lot, you will want to write something. I tried to write something before, but I didn't show it to others, and now I can't seem to find it."

Xu Zhe: "Never showed it to anyone else?"

Song Xingye: "Yes, it's embarrassing to look at the things I wrote when I was a child now. So what do you think? Do you want me to try to write..."

Xu Zhe immediately said, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you to try."

Among the pop songs he had heard in his previous life, "Ugly" was one that left a deep impression on him. After all, it sounded a bit immersive. But after so long, the only lyrics he could remember were the beginning, the end, and a few key sentences, which together were less than half of the lyrics. Today, he also tried hard to search his memory, but it was difficult to add a few more words.

So he sat back in front of the computer, closed the report, and opened the document.

This document is already formatted. In addition to the existing lyrics, the blanks that should be filled in but have not been filled in are also marked.

Xu Zhe: "Shall I send this document to you?"

Song Xingye reminded: "But I don't have a computer, how can I receive the file?"

Xu Zhe: "Shall I buy you one?"

Song Xingye shook his head: "No need, I don't usually use the computer for work..."

"Then you can use my computer first. It's a good opportunity for me to take a break."

Xu Zhe said this, stood up and gave his chair to her.

As the girl sat down, she muttered quietly, "I was going to take a piece of paper and a pen to make a copy..."

Xu Zhe didn't hear clearly, so he asked, "What did you say?"

Song Xingye turned around and smiled: "Nothing, next time I need to write lyrics, I will come to you and borrow your computer?"

Xu Zhe nodded: "Yes, any questions?"

Song Xingye: "No problem, then I'll start working."

Xu Zhe stood behind the chair and patted the girl's shoulder gently: "Come on."

For the next few minutes, Song Xingye sat on the chair which still retained the warmth of Xu Zhe's body, staring quietly at the computer screen, moving the mouse wheel from time to time, looking back and forth at the existing lyrics.

Suddenly, she asked, "The key to the lyrics is one is appearance, and the other is love, right? Putting them together, the theme should be 'too ugly to be worthy of love'?"

Xu Zhe was sitting on the bed looking at his phone. Hearing this, he raised his head and replied, "Yes, it's hard for pop songs to avoid the theme of love."

Song Xingye looked back at him and said, "I feel that the popular love songs all seem to be telling a story of unrequited love. Those that are not popular or are considered boring by others are often because the stories they tell are too empty, not specific enough, and not touching enough. And now this song of yours... well, I also see the outline of a story."

Xu Zhe: “Prototype?”

Song Xingye: "A person who thinks he is ugly has a loved one, but because of his low self-esteem, he dares not confess his feelings, and even dares not to approach. He can only watch from afar, secretly imagining how nice it would be if the world was pitch black and no one could see the other's appearance... I feel like this is a story like this, what do you think?"

Xu Zhe nodded and said, "I think this idea is feasible."

Song Xingye: "Then we need to fill in more details into this story framework. For example, how does such an inferior person live? What is she thinking when she secretly looks at her lover? What little tricks will she use to cover up?"

Xu Zhe: "You are an experientialist..."

Song Xingye: "Is this idea okay?"

Xu Zhe: “Sure.”

Song Xingye blinked, and a sly look flashed across her quiet and delicate almond eyes: "Then I'm going to start experiencing it. I'll play the first person of this song, the self-abased 'I'. You, you can play the person I like."

Xu Zhe: "I understand what you want to do... The question is, what should I do? How do I act this out?"

Song Xingye: "You don't need to do anything, just be the same as before. The key is my inner drama."

Xu Zhe: "I don't have to do anything?"

Song Xingye stood up and pointed at the computer: "You continue working, I'll just watch you from the side."

So Xu Zhe sat back in the chair, and Song Xingye sat beside the bed, staring at him silently.

He clicked on the company report again, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't calm down. Who can work seriously if he thinks of the girl gazing at him lovingly beside him?

Xu Zhe turned his head and looked at her.

Song Xingye: "Am I disturbing you too much?"

Xu Zhe: “How should I put it…”