A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 271 Celebration
Yu Hai still hopes that there will be a beginning and an end.

So next month's song is still going to be published.

Who said he would definitely lose?
He agreed to win the championship for [-] months, but he was really upset if he lost a month.

And, June is the day of saying goodbye.

The songs he prepared are also very suitable.

After eating, I took the time to go to the company for a day.

Entering through the gate, almost everyone I met had smiling faces:

"Congratulations, Teacher Jingluo!"

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"You are amazing!"

"..."

Yu Hai smiled and thanked him all the way, but when he sat in the office, his face became stiff.

It was impossible to meet so many people along the way, but many people came out of the office specially to congratulate him after hearing the news.

Not long after he sat down, Lao Xu knocked on the door and came in with a document.

Asking Wenren to make tea for him, Yu Hai asked with some doubts, "What is this?"

"Your new contract, what do you think?"

Now that Yu Hai has become the ace composer, his salary has naturally improved again.

Although his original contract was already the best treatment in the company except for the three Qu fathers, he was not Qu father after all.

Yu Hai picked it up and browsed briefly, and found that the company had really invested heavily in order to keep him.

The conditions were so good that he was speechless.

He signed without much hesitation.

Xu Nanshan was not surprised, so he helped him put it away.He asked casually, "What are your plans for the next stage?"

"Prepare for the graduation ceremony." Yu Hai thought he didn't want to answer.

This is a top priority for graduates.

Old Xu froze for a moment, then laughed: "What about after graduation?"

Yu Hai thought for a while, and said a little uncertainly, "Maybe there will be a graduation trip!"

"That's good." Xu Nanshan didn't mind his absenteeism at all: "You have been busy for a whole year, and you also need to take a good rest and relax."

"Ah."

In the evening, in order to celebrate that he had finally achieved his goal, the company's three Qu fathers invited him to dinner.

To Yu Hai's surprise, Lin Wenze and others took him to a private garden.

"The original owner of this garden was a retired ace composer. Later, we felt that gathering here was more comfortable than other places, so we paid for it together. In order to avoid being disturbed, we asked to be allowed to enter here It must be an ace composer."

Yu Hai suddenly realized, no wonder he was not brought here before.

However, he can also understand that at the level of Qu Daddy, he can meet singers, producers, etc. who want to get close to him anytime and anywhere. It is not easy to find a place where he will not be disturbed at all.

The private garden environment is good, quiet and spacious, it is indeed a rare good place.

After passing through the well-maintained pavilions, they came to a small artificial lake. On the surface of the lake stood a painted boat, and some people were already sitting in it.

Some people are very familiar with Yu Hai, such as Yang Shuhua, Su Chunhe and others, and there are a few whose names they don't quite recognize.

Everyone smiled friendly when they saw him:
"The whale falls!"

"I knew that sooner or later I would see you in this place."

"The Lord is here, hurry up and let the kitchen start serving food!"

"I'm seeing a real person."

"..."

Yu Hai sat down with Lin Wenze, and the banquet officially began.

After picking up some food for Yu Hai, Tian Lan was a little proud when he found that he had a surprised expression after eating: "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah!" Yu Hai originally thought that what he was eating here was the atmosphere and scenery, but he didn't expect the food to taste so good.

"We spent a lot of money to poach this chef from a big hotel. He knows all kinds of dishes, but he is best at Sichuan cuisine." Tian Lan explained: "In the future, if you want to eat, you can come by yourself."

"it is good."

Lin Wenze reminded him again: "We basically don't talk about business cooperation or anything here. Everyone comes here for pure relaxation and communication."

Yu Hai's eyes lit up, and he felt like this place even more.

"Yes, we don't talk about cooperation." Qu's father Su Chunhe said with a smile: "But I want to ask you to be a guest in my future concert, do you want to consider it?"

Yu Hai was taken aback: "When?"

"Not sure yet!"

"It's not decided yet, you can say a hammer!" Tian Lan rolled her eyes: "Maybe Xiao Luo's first concert is over, and yours is still gone."

This guy is notoriously procrastinating. It is said that every time he promises to compose for others, he has to delay the delivery until the deadline. All surprisingly good.

"That's right." Su Chunhe smiled at Jingluo: "To be honest, I'm not satisfied with just a symphony. You should also seriously prepare for a concert."

Yu Hai showed a embarrassed expression: "I just graduated from university, and my accumulated works are not enough."

Taking out a Destiny is already a bit out of the ordinary.

Everyone can barely explain it with his past experience, but it is inevitable to attract attention when other works are presented one after another.

After all, symphonies and the like are not like songs. Some composers can write a song in 10 minutes. A symphony often takes several years of polishing.

When he said this, the others didn't look dissatisfied at all, but took it for granted.

"That's right, you just became Qu's father, don't worry, you can get used to it for a while."

So they inevitably popularized Yu Hai's status as an ace composer.

Maybe it's rare to see a young colleague in this yard, and the Qu fathers all feel a little like being a teacher.

Knowing that Jingluo has just been promoted to ace, there must be a lot of things that I don't understand, so I talked about many things that laymen, even gold medal composers, don't know much about.

"You have just become an ace, and your mentality may not have changed, but you have to have a concept of Father Qu's rights and obligations."

"You have to know that everyone likes to call us Dad, not only because our composition ability is strong enough, and our reputation is high..."

"If talent can defeat capital, then we are a kind of capital..."

"The golden crown on Weibo's title is not just a symbol. It represents your higher authority in the Music Association. You can study many functions of the official website when you have time..."

"..."

Yu Hai ate food and listened silently, only then did he realize that his previous understanding of the title of ace composer was still too one-sided, and he also underestimated the significance of this title.

No wonder the Music Association has set so many thresholds, so difficult to reach.

In this case, just like an academician in the academic ranks, it is definitely not just an honorary title.

Yu Hai understood that Lin Wenze and others brought him here, and told him that these were the main purposes.

It should be popularized by every official ace composer.

In any case, he has learned a lot.

After eating a meal until after nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Hai got into the car of the driver Lao Liu and prepared to go home.

Along the way, the neon lights of the city flickered, which was extraordinarily dreamy.

Yu Hai didn't have much thought to appreciate these things.

He is a person who rarely drives at night, and he doesn't like to drive at night.

Maybe it's because of the social animal life in my previous life, I often go home at night.

Once sitting on a moving vehicle at night, he can't help but feel a sense of fatigue from the bottom of his heart.

No matter how good the scenery outside the car window and the charming feasting and drinking are, they can't make him feel good.

When Yu Hai was sitting in the backseat with slightly drooping eyelids and feeling drowsy, he suddenly heard Old Liu shouting in front of him: "Your Highness, look to the right."

Yu Hai subconsciously raised his head and looked out of the car window, only to see that there was a large shopping mall on the right side of the road they were driving on. At this time, a large advertisement screen on the front of the shopping mall was slowly displaying several large characters: "Congratulations, Your Highness! , testify to Father Qu!"

The big red font is changing, very festive.

It's like the congratulatory greetings for the New Year played on the screen here during the New Year.

The advertising screen is so large that it may be visible from hundreds of meters away.

Yu Hai was a little surprised: "Is this made by Xin Hai?"

"Of course not!" Lao Liu said with a smile: "Xinhai didn't need to do this, it was done by your fans. It is said that they contracted giant wall advertisements in many cities to celebrate you. There is even a light in Haishi show."

"How do you know?" Yu Hai didn't remember that Lao Liu would pay attention to such entertainment news!

Old Liu raised his phone: "The short video platforms are all about this celebration."

"Let me take a look." Yu Hai himself doesn't watch short videos, so he didn't download the relevant software.

Taking Lao Liu's mobile phone, Yu Hai clicked on a short video software, and found that there was a tens of seconds long video on the homepage, the content was the exterior wall of a certain building, and the lights slowly changed to say a few words: "Congratulations, whale Fall! Prove the trump card!"

With another swipe, the next video is on the top floor of a commercial building. There are LED screens on both sides, with his photo on one side and a few words on the other side: "Congratulations to Jingluo, prove the ace!"

Another swipe, this time the video is quite long, it lasted for several minutes, in the pitch-black night sky, rows of drones flickered and danced and pieced together a few words: "Your Highness! Ace!"

Swipe again, most of the videos are about this matter, and you can also see some text descriptions:

"This is a spontaneous behavior of the little water droplets. They didn't even notify His Highness's studio in advance, and they didn't know if His Highness could see it..."

Yu Hai watched these videos in silence, with mixed feelings for a while.

He has long passed the days when he longed for others to celebrate him.

It doesn't make sense, and it's unnecessary.

Human beings have 360 ​​five days a year, and every day is not the same. The so-called festivals and the so-called sense of form are very important to some people, but not at all to some people.

Living and living are not the same after all.

He returned the mobile phone to Lao Liu, and looked out of the car window in some silence.

That shopping mall has long been left behind by the car, and the huge advertising screen is no longer visible.

At this time, except for some street lights, the sky in the distance was pitch black.

At this moment, there was a sudden swishing sound.

Then Yu Hai saw that a burst of fireworks shot out from the sky above the dark city, and at the top of the fireworks, a few words suddenly burst out: "Congratulations to Jingluo, you have proved your trump card!"

Yu Hai watched all this silently, dazed.

The vehicle drove slowly on the city road, and Yu Hai wiped his cheek carelessly.

I suddenly felt that returning home at night is not necessarily exhausting.

(End of this chapter)