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"No problem." Lin Shiyi gave an OK gesture.

What kind of thing is this, the gold medal composer wants him to be a silver medal director...

In fact, status is the most important thing.

Although Huang Hui is a gold medalist, he is at the bottom of the list of gold medalist composers in Chuxing.

He would rather come to bloom and become one of the best composition teachers.

Besides, Huang Hui is also betting, betting on a future, betting that Blooming can survive this calamity.

Once you get through it, the future is bright.

"There is also a composer named Zhang Tian, ​​who is the only gold medalist in Leiting."

Hearing Director Song's words, Lin Shishi always felt that where had he heard the name Zhang Tian?

Familiar but can't remember.

It may be that there have been more recent events.

But Lei Ting knew that he had once rejected one of his companies.

"There is no need to introduce the remaining silver medal composers. As soon as the music platform is released the day after tomorrow, they will release songs in an all-round way."

"With the addition of our own composition department, all songs and works add up to more than a hundred, which is enough to last for a period of time."

Song Lanlan looked at Lin Shiyi, who had been thinking about something, and could only sigh.

Although Xiao Linzi is good at writing lyrics and arranging music, he cannot be squeezed at this juncture.

After all, he still has three unreleased songs...

If I write any more, it is estimated that a large number of brain cells will die.

"Director, a hundred songs are not enough to support a music platform..."

Yang Fan took the lead in speaking: "If you want to operate a music platform, even if it is a small-scale operation, you need at least a thousand songs. If you put it on the shelves and directly target those first-line apps, you need tens of thousands of songs..."

Just one classification, such as ten youth genres, ten love genres, and so on.

Calculated in this way, one hundred songs are really too few.

"Unless..." Zhang Dehua suddenly said: "There are two or three new masterpieces, comparable to Xiao Linzi's "Ten Years" and "Sorrow", and they can last for a while."

Being a music platform is not that easy.

Moreover, Blooming is still engaged in a music platform during this cusp period.

With the entire network under attack, many composers outside are unwilling to sign their songs to this platform.

Even if it's not an exclusive contract.

After Zhang Dehua finished speaking, many colleagues felt pressured.

It's not easy to get over it.

Seemingly aware of the depressed state and cloudy eyes of his colleagues, Lin Shiyi decided to give them a reassurance: "In the past two days, I wrote more than a dozen new songs overnight, and the quality is not to mention surpassing that of "Ten Years". Works, but enough to hold up a sky."

I don't know if it was because of Lin Shiyi's understated answer, or because he casually promised to write more than a dozen songs in the past two days, the whole meeting exploded.

Wang Zifan was the first to be convinced. He walked over with a face full of horror, pinched Lin Shiyi's face: "Does it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts!" Lin Shishi was speechless.

"Oh my god, I'm not dreaming, you actually feel pain, you really wrote a dozen songs?"

"I'm about to print it." Lin Shiyi stood up and said, "Our Blooming music platform will be on the shelves the day after tomorrow. Without further ado, I have to print it out and ask someone to record it."

"Hurry up, just end the meeting, hurry up and print without procrastinating!" Song Lanlan was in a hurry.

It turned out that Xiao Linzi was still holding back his big move here.

For more than a dozen songs, of course they don't believe it, it's nothing more than an exaggeration.

Even if there are not more than a dozen new songs, there should be two or three.

Just like that, Song Lanlan led a group of colleagues around her to the printer in the composition department.

After a series of operations, the first thing Lin Shiyi printed was Xu Song's "One Side of Surprise".

Song Lanlan looked at a piece of printed paper, grabbed it with one hand, and couldn't wait to see the quality of the lyrics.

"Turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain, wash your hands in a golden basin, stop the wind and rain, don't love the world of mortals, but can't let go of memories, every episode has you..."

"Not bad!"

Song Lanlan looked down the lyrics, and was immediately attracted: "There is a feeling of being demonic but not vulgar, charming but not coquettish..."

Composers like Yang Fan and Wang Zifan also leaned over to watch.

While they were amazed, a second sheet of lyrics had been printed.

It's still Xu Song's song called "Thousands of Baidu".

This time, Zhang Dehua had a sharp eye and a quick hand. The moment it was printed out, he quickly took it over and read it to himself: "How can you sleep without fireworks in the Guanwai Field Store?"

"Who will add two pieces for me in Hanlai's sleeve?"

"In the third and fourth watch, the snow and wind continued to blow all night."

"It's just that the poor skinny horse hasn't had a good rest..."

"Miao, Miao, how could this word be rushed out overnight?"

"Nimma is too shocking."

"The lyrics are so beautiful and have the charm of an ancient poem."

"Oh my god, I thought of a terrible idea, can Xiao Linzi really redefine the ancient style?"

Zhang Dehua and the others looked at each other, and they all read shock on each other's faces.

Two amazing ancient rhyme songs in a row are really scary.

However, while they were amazed, the third lyrics were printed.

"Broken Bridge and Remnant Snow" by Xu Song.

"Bring it to you!"

I don't know if it was because of excitement, Zhang Dehua snatched the third lyrics from Director Song directly, and read out tremblingly at the corners of his mouth:

"A butterfly with broken wings and dead leaves that can't find a flower."

"Never see withering."

"The eaves of the small bridge under the night in the south of the Yangtze River."

"I can't understand the wilderness in Saibei..."

2 minutes later……

"Me, three high-quality songs... Xiao... Lin, Mr. Lin, you are amazing."

As Zhang Dehua spoke, the fourth sheet was printed out again.

It is "Yu Xi Tan".

Seeing the title of the song, everyone dared not take it.

I'm afraid the quality is still at a super high level.

They couldn't bear it in their hearts.

These three songs will redefine Gufeng. Senior Feng Yang has his country, and Xiao Linzi also has his own Gufeng dynasty.

"I'll read the fourth song." Jin Yangming subconsciously picked up the paper full of printed lyrics, and read: "The sand in the Chu River gathers and disperses, and the vicissitudes of the sun and the moon change."

"How many beauties in troubled times give a long sigh, who ever broke through the Qin Pass with a giant deer."

"Thousands of miles of war and blood are stained, but in the end it's just a breeze."

"The long spear drives the horse to level the world, but this farewell is embarrassing."

"Yuxi Yuxi's tears are already in my eyes, and I will drink this cup with you to keep warm..."

Two minutes later, Jin Yangming roared tremblingly: "Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk... This is a fucking ancient poem, Xiao Linzi is really a fucking creative genius!"

"Ah, stepping through Qin Pass... which ancient city or dynasty is Qin Pass? Who can tell me..."

Zhang Dehua was completely shocked, and his whole body was buzzing.

Writing a song or two of this quality is enough to be proud of yourself for a lifetime.

Xiao Linzi wrote four poems in a row, and they haven't finished yet.

"Calling your mother, I was so scared that the butt of my cigarette fell to the ground, and there are still two puffs left!"

Wang Zifan gave him a kick in the ass, staring at the fifth printed lyrics...