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Everything is ready, and everyone is eagerly awaiting Da Peng's order to officially begin filming.

The advance team of the film crew had already arrived in Ji'an City and immediately began setting up the set. Normally, Qin Tian should have been fully involved in setting up the film crew from beginning to end.

However, what can he do when he's the boss? He's currently the executive producer, and he has a large group of capable assistants under him. Originally, he didn't need to personally produce the Sewing Machine Band, but his real purpose for going there this time was—of course, to accompany Miss Naza.

In fact, Qin Tian also has a clear and specific plan for his future development.

He thought that gradually, he would no longer personally perform on stage, nor would he bury himself in writing scripts, but would gradually transition to behind-the-scenes work.

After all, with more works and more money, he'll have accumulated enough experience and capital. Then, no matter which work becomes a hit, he can easily get a piece of the pie!

If that's the case, why bother writing the script yourself? What if you run out of inspiration one day and your writing stalls, and people accuse you of losing your creative spark? Wouldn't that be a loss?

(Even Jia Ling said she didn't like his old self; now that he's rich, he's become all prim and proper and out of touch with reality. Let alone Qin Tian.)

Qin Tian had been planning to relax and unwind during his few days of free time, but a phone call from Yang Mi shattered the tranquility. He heard her slightly annoyed voice on the other end: "Hey, Qin Tian, ​​have you forgotten all about the song you promised to write for me?" Her urgent tone seemed to burst forth through the phone line.

I was originally thinking of participating in the Spring Festival Gala, but I didn't have any material to perform. And I can't sing "The Power of Love" every day, can I?

"Okay, okay, sis, I almost forgot. I've already written it all. I'll record a demo and send it to you later," Qin Tian explained.

Actually, it wasn't that he forgot Yang Mi's song; he forgot the theme song for "Eternal Love." He then arranged for Zhang Bichen to come over quickly. Recording will start in the next few days. He wants to finish it before going to Ji'an City.

After Qin Tian finished writing the lyrics and music, he called Sun Qian to his office.

"Sister Qian, here are three songs. Two of them are theme songs from the drama 'Eternal Love,' and the other one was specially written for Boss Yang. Please inform Canxing to get the instrumental tracks for these songs ready as soon as possible. I've already noted down all the specific requirements for the music." Qin Tian arranged the relevant matters methodically.

However, Sun Qian didn't agree as readily as usual. Instead, he said with a hint of teasing, "Xiao Tian, ​​it seems this Boss Yang is quite charming! Apart from when you first entered the entertainment industry, I haven't seen you write songs for anyone else much! Why are you so enthusiastic this time?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Women are so gossipy!"

She quickly waved her hand and explained, "Oh dear, Sister Qian, please don't misunderstand! Actually, the thing is, on the day I signed the contract with Jiaxing Media, for some reason, she acted like she was crazy and insisted that I write a song for her. I really couldn't refuse, and I couldn't just refuse her outright, could I?"

Besides, think about it. She married such a useless man, and she had to work alone to complete even a simple performance-based agreement. By writing songs for her, I'm essentially making money for myself! After all, I own 20% of the company. If she becomes a big star because of this, my profits will definitely be substantial!

Qin Tian forced himself to explain. Then he changed the subject, saying, "By the way, sis, there's a planner for a variety show called 'Back to Field.' If you have time, you can contact He Jiong from Hunan TV; he'll definitely be interested!"

"Oh dear, we're out of money! You still have the Extreme Challenge, Dad's waiting to ride it," Sun Qian said.

"A portion of the profits from 'Happy Comedians' should go to 'Back to the Countryside,' that's not a big investment. As for the rest, I'll take out a loan. You prepare the necessary documents," Qin Tian said helplessly.

The main problem is that we took too big a step, but we can't go too far, otherwise the show will just come out on its own.

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you open to financing? Alibaba and Tencent both want to invest in us, as do Sohu and Fiber Optics," Sun Qian suggested, remembering something.

"Financing is possible, but now is not the time. We're not worth much anyway, so let's take out a loan first," Qin Tian said.

(If you want funding, you'll have to wait until I have Wolf Warrior and The Wandering Earth.)

After finishing his official business, Qin Tian began recording the song he wrote, "How Can You Be So Beautiful," for Yang Mi.

The arrangement isn't finished yet, so let's keep it simple and just express our attitude.

"I made the years suddenly panic."

I made the air feel intoxicatingly soft.

The whole earth naturally revolves around me.

I made the little birds happily circle around and praise me.

I let the flowers bloom and sway around me.

I made the fish leap and chase after me.

Beautiful scenery and a satisfying meal—of course, all things are pleasing.

I let my restraint stir up ripples.

I let numbness and vitality stir up dreams.

I made people erupt in cheers and shouts.

Oh my god, what should I do?

What to do? What to do?

What to do? What to do?

How can you be so beautiful?

What to do when it's so beautiful?

How can you be so beautiful?

"It's so beautiful, what should I do?"

I sang it briefly a cappella, and I even specifically studied how Boss Yang sang it in his sweet, childlike voice. I managed to imitate it about 70-80% of the way. It takes a lifetime of dedicated singing practice to achieve this.

Package and compress it, then send an email to Boss Yang.

She also sent a WeChat message: "Sister Yang Mi, the song has been sent to your email. Please check it and don't forget to pay the lyrics and composition fee! (gigs)"

Of course, the last sentence was a joke.

Boss Yang had been busy attending various events and hadn't even noticed the message. He only found out after finishing work and going home. He replied to Qin Tian that evening, "Thank you, talented scholar. I'll admire your talent later."

Qin Tian didn't reply; he was busy discussing chess with Miss Nazha every night. The phrase, "Marrying a beautiful wife can shorten your lifespan," echoed in his ears again. He never got tired of playing chess.

After taking a shower, Boss Yang probably wanted to discuss chess. At that moment, he wasn't thinking too much; his mind was on watching some music. He went straight to his computer at home and found the email Qin Tian had sent. Although Qin Tian had sent it in the afternoon, it wasn't the first email; Boss Yang was quite busy.

Uncle Liu came in at that moment and saw Boss Yang still working on her computer. He was a little annoyed, thinking that the good night was too short. He said, "Mi Mi, don't be so busy. Take care of yourself and don't put too much pressure on yourself." At that moment, a warm conversation was taking place at home.

The main problem is that Uncle Liu can't really help much; he can only try to coax her with sweet words.

“It’s not work. Qin Tian wrote me a song, and I want to hear it,” Boss Yang said.

I skillfully unzipped the file, didn't even look at the lyrics, and directly opened the audio file and clicked play.

A soft, childlike voice came from the computer, clearly a boy making a funny imitation, but it still had a certain charm.

The lyrics at the beginning didn't really resonate with me; they were quite simple. Yang Mi herself felt that she sang them quite well.

Until "How come you are so beautiful"

"It's so beautiful, what should I do?"

This line of lyrics, if it weren't anything special, would have been inappropriate, but it echoed the previous lyrics. Uncle Liu was moved.

Mr. Yang didn't initially feel that way; he just thought it sounded nice and suited him well.

"I told you long ago, this kid actually dared to invest in Jiaxing Media for you, even make TV dramas for you, and even wanted to sign you! He's definitely up to no good!" Uncle Liu roared angrily, his face flushed and veins bulging on his forehead.

"Hey, stop making a scene and being unreasonable! It's just that you helped me write a song, why are you making such a fuss?" Boss Yang looked helplessly at Uncle Liu, who was roaring like a madman, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

It's no wonder Uncle Liu was so agitated. After all, his wife is incredibly beautiful, while he himself is not very capable. He always felt inferior to her, which made him feel insecure.

"I'm being unreasonable? Humph! Yang Xiaohu, look at what kind of nonsense this song lyrics are! One minute it's all panic, the next it's all about chasing after you, and what's with all this 'heart fluttering' stuff! What is he really up to? Anyway, you're not allowed to sing this song!" Uncle Liu was getting angrier and angrier, and his voice became hoarse.

Hearing this, Boss Yang's anger flared up: "Aren't you being a bit too nosy? My affairs are none of your business!" With that, she turned and stormed off to the second bedroom, slamming the door shut, leaving Uncle Liu standing there staring blankly.

The anticipated chess discussion didn't happen; instead, it turned into the lyrics "same room, different bed," with each person sleeping in their own room.