flstandardbreds Chapter 113 The White Silk's Perspective on Events
Chapter 113 The White Silk's Perspective on Events
"Impossible! Less than an hour is simply not enough time to finish composing a piece!!!" the young composer roared.
“You can listen to this... and then you can leave.” Fu Xuan said to the others, she had long been fed up with their petty temper.
Previously, the divination indicated that their contribution to the composition would be minimal, but it turned out to be just that... Fu Xuan felt that their only contribution was to give Zhou Yuan a little more motivation.
What is the Grand Diviner thinking?
Before putting on the headphones, the composer was still wondering, but as the music started, his indignant expression suddenly froze.
After listening to the piece, the composer silently handed the headphones to the second person, and then to the third.
Unsurprisingly, everyone fell silent, realizing the gap between themselves and Zhou Yuan.
A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.
Zhou Yuan's arrangement is actually very simple, with only two or three instruments, but the combination of them is so natural that it completely shatters their pride.
"I lost..." the composer finally said.
Although Zhou Yuan hadn't finished arranging and singing, he knew he had already lost.
"Hey, since that's the case, remember to transfer the money to my card." Zhou Yuan chuckled, gave Fu Xuan a wink, and then went back into the recording studio to continue refining the composition and carrying out follow-up work.
With Fu Xuan as witness, the composer faithfully completed the transfer and left in a sorry state.
After seeing everyone off, Fu Xuan sat upright in his chair and looked at Zhou Yuan, who was working diligently on the other side of the glass.
"If we can successfully complete the filming and release of 'The Roots of the Immortal Ship,' it will be a great achievement, which will greatly increase my chances of rising to the top..." Thinking of this, her gaze towards Zhou Yuan suddenly shone with a strange light.
......
After an hour and a half, Zhou Yuan walked out of the recording studio, looked at Fu Xuan who was still waiting outside, and smiled and nodded at her.
"Fu Taibu, it's done."
"Is this really true?" Fu Xuan stood up excitedly and walked up to Zhou Yuan.
“Of course.” Zhou Yuan smiled, but his brows furrowed.
He suddenly felt his gaze was out of control, as if he had encountered a magnet and was stuck to Fu Xuan's white silk feet.
Fu Xuan was dressed casually tonight, but she still wore white stockings. She wore slippers, and her bound insteps and rounded toes would occasionally be visible as she moved, drawing attention.
what happened? ?
Zhou Yuan sensed that something was wrong.
Even if I am probably a foot fetishist, I don't think I need to stare at it like that.
Something seems to be wrong with my brain... Is it the Court of Oblivion's doing? Or is it...?
Zhou Yuan then recalled the hundreds of years he had spent "working" with Aha in the simulated universe and quickly made a judgment.
It must have been Aha who did it! Aha, holy crap!
Shaking his head, Zhou Yuan struggled to look away, only to meet Fu Xuan's gaze.
When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.
"Oh no, we've been found out!" Zhou Yuan's heart tightened.
A melody unconsciously popped into my head: "I've seen it in your eyes, I've met the right person~"
"..." Fu Xuan subconsciously wanted to get angry, but when he thought of all the benefits Zhou Yuan could bring him, he held back his anger.
She smiled and nodded at Zhou Yuan, pretending not to have noticed anything.
"Thanks for your hard work."
After listening to the entire song with his headphones on, Fu Xuan's expression became extremely interesting.
She never imagined that a song could give her the feeling of watching a video.
The melody alone is enough to make you see the First Emperor's heroic figure on the battlefield. This song is perfect as the ending theme!
“Perfect, no changes needed, not even further optimization,” Fu Xuan nodded in strong approval. “Just release this version directly, there won’t be any problems.”
"That would be perfect, Fu Taibu. I'm a bit tired too, so I'll be leaving now." Zhou Yuan chuckled, just about to go back and investigate Huanlong for drugging him, when he felt his phone vibrate.
He picked it up and saw it was a message from Zhou Huan:
"Handsome brother, everything is ready. Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up."
Zhou Yuan: "......"
"What's wrong? Weren't you leaving?" Seeing Zhou Yuan suddenly freeze in place, Fu Xuan was a little puzzled. "You've finished your work, and you have filming duties during the day. Go back and rest first."
“…Fu Taibu, I suddenly have an idea for a new song,” Zhou Yuan said. “Perhaps we could try making it into an interlude.”
"Now?"
“Inspiration is fleeting, so we must try our best to seize it.” Zhou Yuan seemed quite serious. “After all, it’s also a contribution to Luofu.”
"In that case, I'll stay here with you," Fu Xuan said, stepping back to sit in his chair.
Zhou Yuan completely silenced his phone, threw it outside, and went into the recording studio. He didn't emerge from there until an hour later.
"Fu Taibu, it's ready." Zhou Yuan first put on the headphones and tasted it himself, then handed the headphones to Fu Xuan.
Huang Guangshi's memory allowed him to easily control his vocal cords, and the songs he sang were quite melodious, a true pleasure for listeners.
Isn't this also a way to promote pure beauty?
As expected, Fu Xuan listened intently, and Zhou Yuan's body soon received feedback from his destiny.
[Strength +1 ton]
The increase was small, but it definitely increased.
The experiment with two songs in a row convinced Zhou Yuan that it was feasible to spread purity through the release of songs.
This means that Zhou Yuan no longer needs to rely on other methods to gain power. He only needs to release a few hit new songs on the Internet, and his power will rise steadily as netizens listen to the songs, maintaining a peak of 100,000 tons!
"Incredible!" Fu Xuan took off his headphones, showering Zhou Yuan with praise.
"To finish such a song in such a short time... what's the name of this song?"
She even completely ignored Zhou Yuan's gaze.
Upon hearing the question, Zhou Yuan reluctantly looked up and coughed lightly: "Reporting to the Grand Diviner, this song is called Guanshan Wine."
"Depending on the script's progress, it could be used as an interlude during the fourth episode's entry into the imperial city."
“Not bad…” Fu Xuan recalled the script, “Although it doesn’t fit the main theme of the struggle for supremacy, it highlights the First Emperor’s patriotism.”
"Hmm... Fu Taibu is thinking about the main theme of this piece."
"Your creative ability is truly remarkable..." Fu Xuan wanted to say something more, but suddenly stopped, she finally couldn't hold back.
"Does it look good?"
"It's beautiful, very beautiful!" Zhou Yuan answered subconsciously, looking up happily and meeting Fu Xuan's eyes again.
At this moment, any explanation would seem futile, so Zhou Yuan simply went with the flow and spoke the truth with a serious expression:
"Um...it looks good."