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As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to think of another extremely important thing: "By the way, A Yao, when you see Zhou Ye tomorrow, don't call him Miss Zhou or Sister Zhou."

Lin Yao: "Well, supervisor, I still understand this politeness, I have to call Teacher Zhou."

"I..." Director Lai thought it was all right, and said, "It's also possible..."

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That night, Los Angeles Airport.

A beautiful figure walked out from the exit station, followed by a manager.

"Zhou Ye, tell the supervisor, I have something to tell you after getting off the plane." The male manager urged.

"Ask the supervisor to go to the restaurant where I often eat, let's talk there." Zhou Ye pushed the sunglasses with his hands, and walked swaggeringly on the airport with a sassy demeanor, giving him a sense of being in a fashion week.

He obviously has short hair, but he has an oval face, and his figure is thin, so he looks a bit pretty...

An hour later, on the second floor of Baiguang Restaurant.

Director Zhang went straight to the second floor, and saw Zhou Ye and his manager by the window. There were suitcases beside them. It was obvious that they hadn't returned home yet, and they rushed to this restaurant after getting off the airport.

"Brother Zhou, is the tour going well?"

"Director, didn't you ask the question knowingly?" Zhou Ye had already taken off his sunglasses, and tapped his fingertips on the table: "That hateful song king used violent means to demand the performance venue at Shuntian Station, which made me lose a lot of money. , when I also become the King of Singers, I have to compete with him on the same stage."

"You can't make enough money... Then what, can you change your male voice back?" Supervisor Zhang was a bit inappropriate for Zhou Ye's female voice.

Although Zhou Ye can change a variety of different sensuality, but knowing the gender of the other party, and seeing that he is very beautiful and has a sweet female voice, he can't help but think in another way.

Zhou Ye's voice could be switched freely, and he used a relatively rough voice: "That hateful singer, actually used violence..."

"No need to repeat, I understand." Director Zhang casually ordered a steak for dinner, and then got straight to the point, telling the story of the company.

From Lin Yao showing his potential and sharpness, to the current fighting song.

Zhou Ye listened with gusto: "Oh? In the past few months since I left the company, does that little guy named Lin Yao already have the level of a silver medal?"

Chapter 68 What kind of experience is it that a boy is prettier than a girl?

Zhou Ye thought for a while and said, "The level is good."

"Just this one sentence, no more?" Director Zhang's expectant expression instantly lowered his hips.

"What does the supervisor want me to say?" Zhou Ye started to move the knife, cut off a small piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing: "Director, you know my knot, I'm waiting for the opportunity of the King of Songs." Two years, the last time I won the king's battle, I haven't recorded a new song since my old enemy broke the three consecutive championships.

"Unless the lyrics and song gods ask me to record songs, or some top gold medals, I will not release a new album."

Zhou Ye gritted his teeth fiercely when he talked about these things. Even after two years, he was still a little angry when he thought of that matter.

Director Zhang frowned: "Is it true that Lin Yao is not given any chance? He has great potential, let's sell a favor to Lao Lai."

Lao Zhang didn't expect Zhou Ye to hold grudges so long, and he still remembered that guy who broke his three consecutive championships.

It's true, in the last battle for the title of king, Zhou Ye's three consecutive championships were cut off, and he missed the chance to become the king of singers.

The venue of this tour was taken away by that guy again, and it is estimated that any normal person would hold grudges.

Zhou Ye didn't say anything to death, and the director of the composition department still had to give face: "It's not that there is no chance, didn't the supervisor say that he has the level of a silver medal? Well, if his fighting song repertoire is kept at the silver medal If the level is above average, I will record it, and vice versa.”

This kind of first-line singer who thinks about becoming a king all day long has too many high-quality works under his name.

The more this is the case, the less they will easily cooperate with other music producers unless the level of lyrics is online.

Director Zhang showed a distressed expression: "...the silver medal you mentioned is at the upper-middle level, does it mean that the lyrics have reached the level of quasi-gold medal?"

Isn't this embarrassing A Yao?

Lao Zhang only heard that "The Wind Rises" had achieved good results, but he had never read the lyrics, not even the lyrics of "Under the Sea".

So when he heard Zhou Ye's words, he became inexplicably worried.

This guy Zhou Ye has such a personality, he says what he says, and if his level does not reach the passing line, no one will sell his favor.

"Director, don't embarrass me, I have already fallen to the lowest standard." Zhou Ye didn't want to embarrass the supervisor, after all, we are all in the same department, and he is still the leader: "If the quality of the lyrics is too poor, it's not about consuming me. Are those fans? Director, do you think so?"

"Okay, I will talk to Lao Lai after I go back, and give him a vaccination in advance. If you feel that the quality of the lyrics is not up to your standard during the audition tomorrow, when you refuse to sing, the supervisors of our two departments It won't be too embarrassing."

Soon, Director Zhang left the high-end restaurant, returned home, and called Lao Lai.

After retelling the matter, we will wait for the results of the audition tomorrow morning.

If it doesn't work anymore, I have to find another singer, otherwise the new song list will be updated soon, and if I can't keep up, I will be scolded by many netizens.

After all, the topic has been heated up by the four major 'directors'.

If you really want to stop fighting, the netizens will really be angry, take off your pants and show me this?

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The next morning, Lin Yao got up early to brush his teeth as usual, went out and ate a rice roll before going to work in the company.

Bloom Composition Department.

After making a cup of coffee, Wang Zifan saw Lin Yao who clocked in for work, and couldn't help laughing, "Ah Yao, you are awesome, you are stuck at work every day, and you are still one minute away every time."

Lin Yao scratched his head and said, "It's fine if you don't be late. If you arrive early or late, don't you arrive? I arrive 1 minute early every time, and I even give the supervisor 1 minute as a gift."

Wang Zifan actually felt that A Yao's words were quite reasonable: "I'm speechless."

Lin Yao stared at the other party's behavior of drinking coffee, and reminded him kindly: "Brother Afan, just drink one or two cups of coffee properly to relieve stress. You are drinking coffee like water, and your body will have serious problems sooner or later."

"Bah, bah, Ayao, don't curse me." Wang Zifan spat a few times and said, "Three cups of freshly ground coffee a day make me feel full and refreshed. I'm in good health now. I go to bed at three in the morning and sleep at six. Since then, my wife praised me for my good health."

"Drink coffee as long as you drink coffee, what are you bragging about, you have a dick wife." At this moment, Zhang Dehua stepped forward to make up the knife: "Aren't you a single dog?"

"Shan your father, can you call me literary?" Wang Zifan started to fight this Dehua boy.

Zhang Dehua: "You lonely dog!"

Wang Zifan: "It's as if you also have a girlfriend, you lone wolf!"

Zhang Dehua: "You lone wolf in the desert!"

Wang Zifan: "You idiot!"

"..."

In the office area, there was an atmosphere of 'talking against the Confucians' in an instant.

"The warm atmosphere really doesn't suit me."

Lin Yao walked into the office with a smile, but he didn't want to blend into this 'warm' atmosphere.

Not long after, Director Lai knocked on the door of the office: "Ah Yao, Lao Zhang informed me that Zhou Ye will be in the recording area at 08:30, please prepare."

At about 08:30, Lin Yao went up to the [-]th floor with the lyrics of "Under the Sea".

Not long after, he saw a figure walking out of the elevator door. He was very thin and had a slim physique at first glance.

The clothes are very fashionable, you can't tell whether it's men's clothes or women's clothes, to be precise, both men and women can wear them.

Lin Yao was a little surprised by his short hair.

It's rare for a girl to cut her hair to the neck, but it does.

When the other party walked in, Lin Yao greeted politely: "Mr. Zhou, hello."

Although he is the songwriter himself, but as a senior, Zhou Ye is a few years older than him, but he is a first-line singer after all, so it is not a loss to call him a teacher.

"Your name is Lin Yao, right? Show me the lyrics first. Director Lai should have explained the situation to you. If you fail to pass the lyrics, you don't need to go through the recording process."

Hearing Zhou Ye's sudden male voice, Lin Yao froze, as if struck by lightning.

Lin Yao was startled.

Isn't Zhou Ye a girl?

Why do you speak like a boy?

Sensing the sudden change in Lin Yao's face, Zhou Ye kindly reminded: "Don't get me wrong, I'm a man, but I just look like a girl."

Lin Yao glanced at the other party's throat intentionally or unintentionally, and found that he really had an Adam's apple. Is he really a man?

Then why did many people in the company think that Zhou Ye was a woman?

Don't they all know?

"Many colleagues in the company thought I was a girl. Because I was good-looking, my parents raised me as a princess since I was a child. After I grew up, I got used to it. There was nothing I could do." That's why Zhou Ye wore clothes that both men and women could match.

"Teacher Zhou is really beautiful. I think I have seen many girls." Lin Yao couldn't help but compare Zhou Ye with female singers like Su Xiaoyu and Xu Yan in his mind.

Such a comparison is true, as a man, Zhou Ye is too beautiful.

Pretty is beautiful, but Lin Yao is thinking about another thing, "Under the Sea" needs a female singer to sing.

Lin Yao said immediately: "Mr. Zhou, maybe you don't know the situation yet. This song is easier for a female singer to control, otherwise it will be difficult to sing the effect."

Zhou Ye stared at the white paper in the other party's hand, and said with a faint smile, "I'm a first-line singer, can't I still control the songs you wrote?"

He didn't ridicule, but he has a deep understanding of his singing skills, and Lin Yao is only a bronze medal now.

Even though the bronze medal songwriter has potential, the works written at the current stage cannot make the first-line singers helpless.

At least Zhou Ye thought so.

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PS: A group of prophets in the comment area guessed how the plot of the two versions of "Under the Sea" would develop, which made me revise it overnight. You big brothers are really accurate in guessing, so don't guess again next time.

Chapter 69 Recording the Seabed

"Give me the lyrics before I change my mind."

Zhou Ye was clearly a man, and his expression was too much like an aunt in her early twenties.

She is simply the most mature kind of young woman...

If there is no Adam's apple, longer hair, and some girls' clothes, it is a killer for tens of millions of homeboys.

Lin Yao directly handed over the white paper with the lyrics printed on it.

"You don't need to prepare yet, it won't be too late to prepare after I'm sure that the lyrics you wrote pass the passing line." Zhou Ye also kindly reminded, not wanting to make Lin Yaobai busy.

If the quality of the lyrics is not up to standard, he will definitely not record it.

"Okay." Lin Yao nodded and agreed, and then began to work on the recording studio.

"So confident?" Seeing Lin Yao busy, Zhou Ye could only shake his head and turn his attention to the lyrics.

suddenly.

His pupils suddenly dilated, revealing an expression of interest.

He was hooked in the first paragraph.

"The scattered moonlight passed through the clouds and hid from the crowd. The scales of the sea were covered by the waves, and the white skirt was wet by the waves, trying to push you back?"

Being able to attract a singer like Zhou Ye in the first paragraph of the opening shows that the quality of this song is indeed not bad.

Zhou Ye nodded softly and said, "The opening is good, and I feel that the writing is very meaningful. If I continue to maintain the standard of the opening in the future, maybe I will record it."

Seeing Zhou Ye in the second paragraph, there was something wrong with his expression.

"Ok?"

"Are the lyrics about... a boy in despair? No, it's a girl!"

Zhou Ye's face gradually became serious, and he found a comfortable seat in the recording area to sit down and watch slowly.

It took him 5 minutes to read the whole paragraph, and he didn't understand more than half of the lyrics.

and so.

Zhou Ye decided to watch it again!

If you can't understand it the first time.

It was a bit depressing the second time I watched it.

Seeing this, Lin Yao turned into a 'warm man', opened a certain ball, and ordered a cup of hot milk tea.