CIATB Chapter 37 He can also write songs?
Chapter 37 He can also write songs?
Chapter 37 He can also write songs?
After Lin Yourong got off the plane, she immediately sent a message to Yu Huan.
I've arrived in Shanghai!
"The first day I miss Rongrong."
She read the pop-up speech bubble several times, word by word, before finally typing a reply in the nine-grid format: 'Me too!'
Yu Huan instantly grinned back.
She quickly sent the same emoji.
Suddenly.
The phone vibrated in my palm, and an incoming call notification popped up on the screen.
Contact person: Sister Ru.
"Hey, Asu, the call went through right away. Looks like your flight was on time. Where are you?"
"Sister Ru, I just arrived at the terminal."
"I'll be waiting for you on the banana level of the P7 parking lot." The P7 parking lot at Hongqiao is decorated with fruit signs on each level, which is quite interesting.
"Okay, I'll be right over."
People come and go.
After Lin Yourong finished the call in a low voice, she put her phone back in her crossbody bag when she saw that Yu Huan hadn't sent any more messages.
She picked up her suitcase and strode forward lightly and quickly.
Her long legs are as swift as the wind.
Because there are many paparazzi staking out Hongqiao Airport every day, her face-covering appearance, coupled with her 1.7-meter height and outstanding temperament, actually made her stand out too much in the crowd.
Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy!
Thankfully, there weren't any strange creatures like "Hongqiao Sister" who have a keen eye for celebrities and rushed out to take photos with her.
The journey was smooth, and when we found Sister Ru, she had reclined the driver's seat and was leisurely playing on her phone.
"Dong dong dong."
Hearing a gentle knock on the car window, Sister Ru turned her head and glanced at it.
Lin Yourong, wearing a fisherman's hat, a mask, and sunglasses, stood gracefully outside, bending slightly.
He quickly pressed the two unlock buttons in succession and opened the car door and trunk in turn.
Lin Yourong put her suitcase in the back and then sat in the passenger seat.
The person had been picked up, and everything was ready. Sister Ru then started the Audi A4 with its windows tinted black.
but.
She watched as Lin Yourong fastened her seatbelt, removed her mask and sunglasses, revealing her tired face, and sighed.
"I said, you worked overtime to finish recording a song, and then rushed back to Changsha. There's nothing going on, neither a happy occasion nor a funeral. What are you doing? Missing your parents? You're just making yourself suffer!"
"Sister Ru, there's something I need to tell you." Lin Yourong pursed her lips.
"Ok?"
"I'm not an idol star, I'm a singer with real talent, right?"
"My Susu, of course you are a talented singer!"
"Then I can get a marriage certificate and that's fine, right? Anyway, my contract doesn't restrict that, right?"
"Squeak-"
The sudden, sharp brakes echoed through the banana grove.
At the critical moment, Lin Yourong's body suddenly lurched forward, but fortunately the seat belt held her firmly in place.
"Hey! Sister Ru, can you please drive properly!" Lin Yourong breathed a sigh of relief.
Sister Ru's tense body gradually relaxed. She glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that there was no car following behind.
He immediately took a deep breath and roared:
"And you said I couldn't drive properly! You've already got your marriage certificate, and you didn't even consult your agent! You said a while ago that you didn't have a boyfriend, tell me! Who is that random guy! It's only been a few days and you're already married?"
“He’s not some random guy; my dad introduced him to me.”
"What! You call this a blind date? My goodness, you could have any man you want, and you've fallen so low as to go on blind dates?" Sister Ru was exasperated: "Your career has only just begun, and you're already telling me you're married?" "Yes! I'm married."
Sister Ru stared at Lin Yourong's sudden, inexplicably sweet expression, her lips trembling:
"Blinded by lard, truly blinded by lard..."
terrible!
She is usually a cold-faced woman with a serious and unsmiling expression, and even a bit socially awkward.
At this moment, he unconsciously revealed an expression of being deeply in love, with the corners of his mouth curving upwards.
Ok?
unusual!
Could it be that it's been possessed by some kind of demon or monster?
"He's very talented; you can get to know him later."
"Okay, okay, that's great. You're already married, and I only found out at the last minute that I'm the one who's insignificant." Sister Ru felt her right leg, which was slowly pressing the accelerator, was incredibly heavy. "I'm not going to see news about your wedding soon, am I? No, no, I have to call the PR department right away."
talking.
Sister Ru stepped on the brake and was about to pick up her phone from the armrest box.
Lin Yourong quickly said, "No, we're secretly married. Not many people know about it. I've talked to my dad about this before, and since he agreed, he'll definitely make arrangements for me."
"Thank goodness, you scared me to death!" Sister Ru patted her chest.
This series of twists and turns almost took her heart out.
"Also, he wrote a song that I want to use as the first single on the album."
"What?! He can write songs?"
"Ok!"
Lin Yourong's crisp and decisive voice seemed to carry a hint of pride.
Sister Ru slowly pressed the accelerator: "So what does he do?"
"I work at a newspaper, and I'm currently my dad's subordinate."
Upon hearing this, Sister Ru immediately shook her head: "Forget it! I think you're just love-struck, thinking the other person is perfect in every way. You're not even in this industry, so what are you to talk about!"
"I won't say much to you, you wouldn't understand anyway. Just listen to Mr. Li Xiaodong's evaluation, and you'll know whether his songs are good or not."
Li Xiaodong is a veteran music producer affiliated with Rock Records, and he owns his own recording studio in Minhang District, Shanghai. The location is very close to Hongqiao Airport.
This time, Canwen Media is collaborating with him to produce Lin Yourong's debut album.
"Fine, fine, I don't understand!" Sister Ru gritted her teeth: "I'll cover up your mess at the company for as long as I can."
"Thank you, Sister Ru." Lin Yourong nodded.
Sister Ru is in her late thirties, also from Xingcheng, and is the daughter of a friend of Yu Huan's mother-in-law.
Under the secret instruction of her mother-in-law, and it was this very person who facilitated Lin Yourong's participation in The Voice of China.
Even Lin Yourong, as a popular contestant, failed to stand on the award stage in the end, which was only because Sister Ru weighed the pros and cons before giving her advice.
Although I work at Canwen, we're all on the same side, and I won't cheat my own people!
Of course, she wouldn't dare to cheat!
As soon as they went on stage to accept the award, they had to sign a nine-year contract, and even their record deals were taken by Canwen Media in exchange for benefits.
For someone like Lin Yourong, who has a background and ability and can develop on her own as long as her family supports her, isn't that jumping into a fire pit?
Liang Bo won the championship at the age of 22, but quickly retired from the entertainment industry at the height of his popularity to pursue a master's degree. He disappeared without a trace and didn't earn a single penny.
There are reasons for the lack of announcements, performances, and works.
However, he also accumulated a lot of experience and released a high-quality album in the United States.
Zhou Shen also wasted six years at Canwen, but eventually developed his skills and established his own studio and company.
Those who signed long-term contracts with Canwen have a rather worrying future.
Of course, it's not just "The Voice of China"; all talent shows are the same—they're all black.
As spectators, we don't need to take who advances and who is eliminated too seriously.
In Sister Ru's opinion, the fact that Lin Yourong only signed a three-year management contract and still had control over the record deal was already an excellent result.
The female driver stepped on the gas, and in less than twenty minutes, the two of them sped to Li Xiaodong's recording studio.
Lin Yourong took out a music score book from her suitcase.
He held it in his arms as if afraid of losing it.
(End of this chapter)