Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 118 Restart the live broadcast
Hua Xuewei took the manuscripts and read them one by one, including the lyrics.

Judging from the thickness of the manuscript, there should be no less than twenty poems.

In addition to the twelve songs for Zheng Wen, there are more than 30 songs in total.

At this moment, everyone in the office became short of breath.

The way he looked at Su Cheng also changed. If he was shocked just now, he is really shocked now.

Hua Rong couldn't help but gasped again, and said in shock, "You, are you really fake? More than 30 songs?!"

Created more than 30 songs in less than two months?

Why am I so unbelievable?
Not to mention him, even Liang Wen, who was flipping through the script, couldn't help but look sideways.

If it weren't for the fact that Su Cheng's songs were original every time, they would have wondered if Su Cheng had used other people's manuscripts to pass off as a big-tailed wolf.

But it is precisely because every song is original, and there is no trace of plagiarism in this world, so they are shocked.

Wang Feng and Li Wen also had shortness of breath, that's why they came here today.

Looking at the manuscript in Hua Xuewei's hand at this moment, her eyes became extremely fiery.

These are all money!

It was as if what Hua Xuewei was holding was not paper, but filled checks!
Seeing that everyone looked shocked, Su Cheng shook her head, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.

How do you say these songs?

For him, it really doesn't have much value. In fact, Su Cheng is not a person who knows how to appreciate music. When listening to songs, he just listens to the melody. Whichever melody is pleasant to his ears is a good song for him.

In addition, there is a system mall, where you can buy a lot of songs, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are wholesale.

So he couldn't feel the excitement of these people.

Money, that's the same thing for him, like the income generated by the songs for Huahuo before, he basically didn't get much of it, and threw it all into Qingfeng Courtyard.

Just keep enough for your basic needs.

Anyway, he lives in Qingfengguan, and there is no need to spend much money.

What Su Cheng really wants is to fulfill her two lifetime dreams.

Carry forward the national style and go to the world with the national style.

He used to think that relying on the live broadcast to slowly influence and arouse the interest and enthusiasm of netizens, so that netizens can explore traditional culture by themselves.

The effect is there, but not large.

Now he finds that the entertainment industry is a good choice, and traditional culture can be spread faster and more comprehensively through film and television dramas.

Even Su Cheng has thought about it. When the time is right, he will play games.

Thinking of the game, he glanced at Wang Feng who was sitting next to him.

Xingmang seems to have a large share in the game market.

In this regard, cooperation and cooperation are possible.

Su Cheng remembered that in the last world, there were examples of games produced by domestic game manufacturers going overseas, and they were a great success.

A large number of Chinese elements are used in the game, which can be regarded as a successful cultural propaganda.

Just as Su Cheng was fascinated by his thoughts, Chen Lan suddenly raised his foot and gave him a kick.

Kicked him awake straight away.

Then he looked at Chen Lan in a daze, "Why did you kick me?"

Yeah, shit, I didn't provoke you, why did you kick me?
There was a black line on Su Cheng's forehead.

Chen Lan whimpered, she was dressed a little maturely today, she looked very attractive.

"Why did you say I kicked you?" She gave Su Cheng a blank look, "You gave Xuewei a bunch of songs and Wenwen an album, what about me?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to make an album for me too?"

Su Cheng was stunned when he heard this, and scratched his head for a while, "Is there any?"

I don't remember?
Besides, didn't I give you "Lanting Preface" last time?

He didn't dare to say this, he could only think about it in his heart.

Seeing that Chen Lan was about to kick him again, Su Cheng hurriedly pulled Hua Xuewei over, and said with a chuckle: "Then everything, it's all here, it's all here, it's enough, it's enough."

Zheng Wen is now his queen singer, and there may be other singers selected by him in the future, but Chen Lan can't.

It's not that she is not good-looking, nor is it that she is not good at singing.

It's that Chen Lan's singing is not very suitable for the ancient style. The previous two "Lanting Preface" and "Broken Bridge Remnant Snow" are also good, but the effect is not as good as Zheng Wen.

Maybe I will give her some other songs in the future.

Hua Xuewei was pulled into the middle, with a helpless expression on her face, she glared at Su Cheng, and blamed him for why she agreed in the first place.

Then he sat next to Chen Lan and handed her the manuscript to read.

The ancient style songs have been put away by her, and the rest are some other styles.

Hua Xuewei and Su Cheng cooperated more and more tacitly. She could almost guess what Su Cheng was thinking.

Just like now, she knew that Su Cheng didn't want Chen Lan to sing ancient styles.

Looking at the manuscript, Chen Lan calmed down with a smile on her face.

As for Zheng Wen, since she got the manuscript, she has been humming softly, completely intoxicated.

Everyone chatted for a while, during which time they tentatively decided on the distribution of songs with Wang Feng and Li Wen. It was considered that the three companies had initially reached a cooperation intention.

Of course, with Hua Xuewei around, the price of Huahuo and Song must be lower than that of Xingmang and Lansha.

Regarding this matter, Su Cheng didn't say anything, just leave it to her to discuss.

Xingmang and Lansha didn't object either, they knew it well, they made it clear that Su Cheng and Huahuo would be a family from now on, and they were not ignorant people.

After discussing everything, everyone had a meal together. In the afternoon, Su Cheng returned to the hotel to rest and did not go out again.

Because of the songs, scripts, and costume design drafts, everyone was busy and didn't bother him.

In this way, Su Cheng slept from the afternoon until the early morning of the next day.

After waking up, he felt refreshed. Ever since he crossed over to this world, he had never slept for such a long time, and even his head was a little dizzy.

After a brief wash and breakfast, Su Cheng headed straight to the airport with his backpack on his back.

Officially set foot on the way back to Qingfengguan.

The follow-up matters have been explained, and basically he is not in charge.

Qingfeng Xiaoyuan is completely on the right track, and has even become the brand with the largest market share of Chinese antique clothing.

There are more than a dozen stores alone, and they have already radiated to the surrounding cities of Su City.

With two workaholics, Hua Xuewei and Tang Tang, there was no need for Su Cheng to care about them at all.

It was more than two o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to Qingfeng Temple, and I didn't start the live broadcast again, but cleaned the inside and outside of Qingfeng Temple.

Just as Su Cheng thought, the small courtyard of Qingfengguan was covered with a layer of fallen leaves. During the two months he was away, it also rained here, so that some dead leaves were rotten.

After cleaning the yard, he wiped the dust in the room again.

By the time everything is done, it will be dark.

He simply ate a bowl of noodles and ate it whole, then took a shower, and then dragged his tired body to lie on the bed.

Unknowingly fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, after a night's rest, Su Cheng recovered and became lively again.

As before, the live broadcast was turned on as usual, and the drone hovered into the sky, moving the picture of Qingfengguan into the live broadcast room.

One after another, some netizens stepped into the live broadcast room. At first, they didn't believe it. After all, Su Cheng hadn't started the live broadcast for a long time.

But soon, the netizens in the live broadcast room reacted.

The barrage is surging.

"Damn it? Brother Su, have you returned to Qingfeng Temple?!"

(End of this chapter)