assistirfilmes Chapter 115 Jealousy of the Person Who Can Be Written into a Song
Chapter 115 Jealousy of the Person Who Can Be Written into a Song
"We can mobilize our media resources to focus on promoting Wang Bo's performance and downplay Qin Xiao's exposure after the show airs. At the same time, we can influence the discussion on 'talented vs. resource-rich' in some industry forums and music critic circles."
Li Dahua looked at the USB drive: "Of course, all of this is on the premise that we can get the complete demo of this song."
Su Xiaoxiao remained silent, weighing the pros and cons.
Is Starlight Media's apology and assurances worth this song?
value!
Because of this song... Wang Bo said he wrote it casually, and it's not suitable for him to sing it; it's too sentimental and doesn't fit his current image.
The effect will be better when sung by a female singer, especially a female singer with a story.
Using this song to force Starlight Media to back down and even gain their support in the media was a worthwhile deal.
"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao finally nodded. "I will give you the complete demo after Wang Bo's competition. The singing rights can be given to Zhang Lei, but there are a few conditions."
"Please speak!"
"First, the copyright of this song belongs to Wang Bo; you only have the right to perform it. Second, when the song is released, Wang Bo must be clearly credited as the lyricist and composer. Third, during promotion, you cannot overhype the gimmick of 'Wang Bo wrote a song for his ex-girlfriend'—if you're going to hype it, hype the work itself."
"No problem!" Li Dahua readily agreed.
Chen Shaohua was even more excited: "Don't worry, President Su, leave this song to us, we'll definitely make it a hit!"
After seeing off the two people from Starlight Media, Su Xiaoxiao returned to her office, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the bustling traffic below.
She picked up her phone and sent Wang Bo a WeChat message: "It's all settled. Starlight Media will stop smearing you and will even help you secretly."
Wang Bo quickly replied, "Thank you, Mr. Su. What did you use to get it done?"
Su Xiaoxiao laughed and typed: "Your song... which you wrote for your ex-girlfriend, they went crazy when they heard it, and they couldn't wait to give it to Zhang Lei to sing."
"..." Wang Bo.
Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, then typed again: "By the way, Starlight Media made it clear that Qin Xiao's championship was predetermined, but they promised to support you in terms of public opinion."
"I trust President Su to handle the logistics. I'll just focus on leading the charge from the front, and leave everything else to President Su."
Meanwhile, in the car leaving Xiaoyi Culture, Chen Shaohua was still listening to that demo on repeat, muttering to himself, "That Wang Bo, he's a genius!"
Li Dahua leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh: "Finally, this matter is settled. Su Xiaoxiao is not someone to be trifled with."
"After all, he's a local bigwig," Chen Shaohua said. "With artists like Wang Bo under his wing, I'd be just as tough."
He turned off the music and said seriously, "President Li, we need to hurry up and arrange for Zhang Lei to record this song. As soon as Wang Bo's competition ends, we'll get the full version and release the single while it's still hot. When it coincides with the promotion of the new drama, it will definitely go viral."
Li Dahua nodded: "Go and make the arrangements. Also, inform all the media outlets that no more negative information about Wang Bo is allowed to be published. From now on, we are not enemies with Xiaoyi Culture, but partners—at least on the surface."
In the entertainment industry, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests.
Today they can smear Wang Bo for their own benefit, but tomorrow they can praise him for another benefit.
That's just how realistic this world is.
Shanghai.
In a high-end apartment.
"Leilei, the company has decided to give you a new song, written by Wang Bo. I've sent you the demo; give it a listen, it's guaranteed to be a hit!"
After receiving a message from her agent, Sister Mei, Zhang Lei was in a daze for a while before clicking on the audio file.
The piano prelude began, followed by Wang Bo's voice, both familiar and unfamiliar.
She closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.
As I listened, tears suddenly streamed down my face.
She didn't know if it was because she missed her old love or because the song was so good.
It was so good that even her ex-girlfriend couldn't help but feel jealous of the person who was written into the song.
Even if that person might be herself.
After listening to it several times, she hummed along softly, her voice choked with emotion.
Wang Bo is truly different now.
At 10 p.m., the lights were still on in the president's office of Xiaoyi Culture Media.
Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her sore eyes. On the tablet in front of her, videos of two new female artists from her company practicing singing were playing on a loop.
The song they sang was the one Wang Bo wrote for Starlight Media.
"The ending note of the chorus is soaring to the heavens, the resonance in the mid-to-low range is like banging on a tin bucket..." Su Xiaoxiao muttered to herself, then closed her tablet. "This level, compared to Wang Bo..."
Just then, the screen lit up, and a new message popped up in the group chat with her three best friends. She grabbed her phone.
Su Yiyi: "It's so late, is Xiaoxiao still at the company? I listened to Wang Bo's demo for Starlight Media, the melody is really good, has anyone been decided to sing it yet?"
Su Xiaoxiao pouted and her fingers flew across the screen.
Su Xiaoxiao: "Don't even mention it. My eardrums were just traumatized by the performance of our company's two 'future divas.' Giving this song to them isn't making them famous; it's murdering the original."
Su Yiyi: "Ah...is it that serious? I remember Xiaolu and Xiaoai have pretty good voices."
Su Xiaoxiao: "Their vocal qualities are good, but their technique and emotional expression are worlds apart. This song needs a voice that tells a story, conveying the layers of fleeting time and the complexities of love and hate. What they're singing now sounds like they're reciting a primary school textbook."
The message had barely been sent when the fifth message popped up in the group chat.
Zhou Yuji: "Oh, a late-night career discussion? I'm shivering in the cold in the Western Regions, while you're all discussing 'little men's songs' in a warm room. Is that appropriate? @Su Xiaoxiao @Su Yiyi"
The text was followed by a photo—Zhou Yuji wrapped in a thick ethnic-style blanket, huddled in a tent, with an unrealistically dazzling starry sky outside the transparent skylight in the background.
She appeared without makeup, her long hair slightly disheveled, yet she still possessed a strikingly beautiful allure.
Su Yiyi: "Yu Ji, your place is so beautiful! But aren't you cold?"
Zhou Yuji: "It's cold, but it's truly beautiful! I just learned how to make milk tea from the herdsmen, but we almost set the tent on fire... Anyway, has Wang Bo written another hit song?"
Su Xiaoxiao sighed, pressed the voice button, and her tone revealed the frustration of a capitalist forced to bow to reality: "The song is really good. Wang Bo gave it to me, saying it wasn't suitable for him to sing, too sentimental, and didn't quite match his current 'erudite' image, which is clear yet somewhat melancholic. I thought it would be good to use it within the family to promote our newcomer, but..."
She paused, then sent an audio clip—the elusive ending note of Xiao Ai singing the chorus.
There was a three-second silence in the group chat.
Zhou Yuji: "...So, after failing to imitate a dolphin's voice, they've switched to imitating an electric scooter alarm?"
Su Yiyi: "(Covering her mouth and laughing) Xiaoxiao, thank you for your hard work."