First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 105 Ang Lee gives a lecture to the composition department

Editor-in-Chief Liu of Liying Film and Television took Xiaomei to set off in person and arrived at the Hengfang office building opposite the Jingzhou Conservatory of Music on the Fourth Ring Road.

  Liu Fangguo wants to visit Dazhu Music in person, and then meet the composer who can write the song "Flying".

  As soon as the two arrived in the lobby of the Hengfang office building, Ye Wencheng, the general manager dressed in a suit, greeted him: "Hello, hello, are you the chief editor and director of Liying Film and Television, are you Liu Fangguo and Liu director?"

   Liu Fangguo nodded: "It's me."

  "This is Ye Wencheng, the general manager of Dazhu Music, and hello, choreographer Liu."

  The two had a cordial and enthusiastic handshake.

Liu Fangguo shook hands and nodded and smiled and said: "Your company is really excellent. The song "Flying" for us is very in line with the plot and theme of our "Zui Son-in-law". This song will definitely be the icing on the cake for our "Zui Son-in-law". "

  Ye Wencheng also had the same polite look: "It is an honor for Dazhu Music to be able to create for our Liying Film and Television."

  The two people talked so politely that the scalp was numb.

   "Editor-in-Chief Liu, follow me upstairs." Ye Wencheng took Liu Fangguo and Xiaomei upstairs.

When the elevator reached the thirteenth floor, Liu Fangguo saw the words "Dazhu Music" with lights on, and then took Liu Fangguo around the company, nodding in praise: "Not bad, although the sparrow is small and complete, and The office environment of your company is still very good. I just glanced at it casually. Every employee is also very passionate when making calls and recording music."

  Ye Wencheng gave a false smile, thinking that you didn’t know that half a month ago, this company was still a stagnant pool. It was because the small boss exerted pressure to have this kind of peacefulness now.

   "Take us to the composition department. I want to have a chat with the composer of "Flying", and then we will sign a contract for the work."

  "Good editor Liu, follow me." Ye Wencheng took Liu Fangguo to the composition department.

  As soon as the frosted door of the composition department was opened, all seven or eight employees in the department stood up and shouted in the direction of the door: "Hello, Editor-in-Chief Liu!"

  This is of course arranged in advance!

  Liu Fangguo is the chief editor and director of Liying Film and Television, and the respect and attention he deserves is still necessary.

   Liu Fangguo hurriedly waved his hand to indicate: "It's too polite, too polite, everyone, sit down."

  After everyone sat down, the beard-faced coke oven student trot over, and Ye Wencheng also introduced himself: "Editor Liu, this is the coke oven student, the manager of our composition department."

  "Well, hello, Manager Jiao." Liu Fangguo shook hands with him, and then asked: "Is Manager Jiao the composer of "Flying"?"

  The coke oven student shook his head quickly: "No, no, editor-in-chief Liu, the composer of "Flying" is our company's teacher Li An."

  After finishing speaking, the coke oven student quickly looked in Li An's direction: "Mr Li An, come here and get off."

  Li Ang got up from the desk and walked over slowly.

  The editor-in-chief Liu Fangguo and the accompanying Xiao Meichao looked at the people who stood up.

  It's okay not to look at it, both of them were surprised by this look.

  Young, handsome, sunny, like a warm morning sun exuding a warm breath.

  Is the composer who can write "Flying" so young and so handsome?

"A hero is a boy, but a hero is a boy. I have fantasized about the appearance of a composer, but I have never imagined that the composer would be so young." Liu Fangguo unceremoniously expressed his praise, grandiose words. The choreographer stretched out his hand directly and shook hands with Ang Li.

   "Thank you for the compliment." Ang Li nodded symbolically in response.

Xie Haoran, the former ace of the composing department, looked at Li Ang with envy.

  ‘Damn, that’s the chief editor and director of Liying Film and Television! A person of that level actually praised a little guy so much. Xie Haoran thought while looking at Li Ang's eyes full of sourness.

Xiao Liu, who had been complimenting Xie Haoran in front of Li Ang, now looks at Li Ang’s eyes with bright little stars: "Brother Li Ang, you are so awesome. I thought you were a newcomer, but I didn’t expect you to be. It’s the company’s trump card! Too awesome, too awesome!"

  Even Xiao Liu has already thought about it. After a while, he must ask the Li An brothers to have a meal after get off work at night.

  Eat the buffet of 89 yuan per person in the market outside the school.

  But after thinking about it, Xiao Liu feels wrong again.

  In the future, the Lee An brothers will be the company's trump card. 89 tastes too low grade, how can you have to eat the 149 buffet downstairs!

  Thinking of this, Xiao Liu felt a pain in his heart, but he was excited again.

"Ms. Li An, I can ask, how did you make the song "Flying"? Where did your inspiration come from." Liu Fangguo asked curiously: "Actually, I don't want to hide it from you. For the theme song of "Zuo Son", our Liying Film and Television contacted four or five music companies at the same time, many of which were big companies. However, the matching degree of "Flying" by Mr. An Li is very good, so I I'm more curious about this."

  Hearing Liu Fangguo’s question, the entire composition department was quiet at once, staring at Li Ang one by one.

  Don't talk about Liu Fangguo, even everyone would like to know how Li Ang made this song.

  Although this song cannot be said to be particularly outstanding, it has a unique style and rhythm, which is quite comfortable to listen to in human ears.

  Listening to Liu Fangguo’s question, Li Ang thought for a while, and then replied: “Also, since Editor-in-Chief Liu asked, I’ll talk about it.”

  Speaking, Ang Li glanced at the entire composition department again: "By the way, it can be considered as a lecture to everyone in the composition department. If you are interested, you can take out paper and pen to make notes."

  At first, everyone was very interested in Li Ang’s composition, but when he heard Li Ang said that he wanted to give a lecture to everyone, and asked everyone to take pen and paper to take notes, everyone suddenly saw a hint of dissatisfaction in their hearts.

  What to say...Li An is just a twenty-five-year-old boy.

  Although, he won the task of the theme song of "Zuo Son" up to half a million, and he did a good job of "Flying".

  But, a guy who is twenty-five and sixty years old wants to teach them a group of uncles who are thirty or forty years old? Everyone feels uncomfortable.

Especially Xie Haoran, his brows furrowed, he let out a cold snort in his throat, and muttered in a low voice: "Lecture? You are not a real ace composer like Qu Da, why are you so qualified? Talk to us."

  (End of this chapter)