First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 137 is just a hobby, do you like it to the national level?

  Half a day later, the music department of Dazhu Company has successfully produced the song "Why not?"

  Li Ang got the first original version and listened to it.

   is perfect, almost not much different from what Xu Song sang on the earth.

  Subsequently, the song was handed over to the marketing department for packaging promotion, and then uploaded to the buckle music.

  ……

  On the other side, beautiful music.

  General Manager Wei Shuanglong received the call, which was from the operation manager of Koukou Music.

   "Mr. Wei, we saw Zhuzi Music upload a new song backstage. The composer is Li Ang, and the singer is Xu Sen. The song "Flying" is the original team."

  Wei Shuanglong's brows frowned slightly: "Trouble the manager Fang to do it for me to delay the review time, just one week later."

   "That's OK, I see!" After talking over there, the phone was hung up.

  Large group companies like Koukou Music, the possibility of black box operation is not high, even if it is an operation manager, the most authority is nothing more than finding a reason to reject the release and delay the release.

  However, this is enough.

  After the phone was hung up, Wei Shuanglong immediately called the managers of the marketing department, music department and composition department.

   "Does the pillar music still have an impression?" Wei Shuanglong asked.

   "Of course I have an impression. Then Li Ang, I invited him four or five times and he even called me black!" Qi Xuelei, the manager of the composition department, nodded, his eyes flashing a little unpleasant.

Wei Shuanglong chuckled, his eyes flashed a bit coldly and said: "Li An and Xu Sen are about to release a new song called "Why not?". However, I have asked the operation manager of Koukou Music to stop temporarily. , Presumably it should be released on April 10."

   "Recently, Miss Su Yuqi's new song "Don't Care Who I Am" has been recorded, and it will be released on April 10th."

  "Then the music department and the composition department will work together, and by the way, arrange two more good-quality songs with a lighter style similar to "Why not?"

   "The marketing department will increase promotion efforts at that time, and try to dominate the charts as soon as a few songs are released, and suppress Xu Sen's new song."

  Wei Shuanglong made arrangements familiarly.

  In a society under the rule of law, although they are doing business, they can’t do too much secretly.

  However, when a small company composer released a new song, he threw out two stronger songs and crushed them. At that time, website promotion will definitely be biased towards large companies.

  There are no resources, and there was a big hit in the song that month, the new song of the little composer is basically GG.

  This is business, this is competition.

   Ang Lee did not join the beautiful music, then this potential opponent who may rise in the future will be strangled in the cradle.

  ……

  Zhang Keke and Zhao Jingwen both inquired about the location of the pillar music, on the 13th floor of the Hengfang office building.

  The two came to the 13th floor, and they saw the four shining characters of "Pillar Music".

   Entering the gate of Zhuzi Music Company, the little girl at the front desk immediately asked with a smile: "Hello, two people, who are you looking for?"

  Zhang Keke said: "Yesterday afternoon in your company, did a handsome guy with an inch head go to the opposite school to record music?"

  Hearing the handsome guy recording music, the little girl smiled even more sweetly: "Are you talking about our company’s great writer Li An?"

  "Great writer Li Ang?" Zhang Keke and Zhao Jingwen looked at each other, and this doubt came to mind.

   Seeing the expressions of the two, the little girl was a little strange: "Aren't you talking about Teacher Li An, the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award?"

  "Mao Dun Literary Prize Winner!?" The two looked at each other again.

  Mao Dun Literature Award They certainly know, and they are also very popular recently. It seems that the awards have just been awarded, and they are also on Weibo hot search, often listening to people around them.

  But both of them are real musicians, and they don’t pay much attention to literature.

  Now I listen to the little girl at the front desk talking about Li Ang, the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award.

  The first person to react was Zhang Keke. She immediately took out her mobile phone and searched for the word ‘Li An’ on Baidu.

  In an instant, all the news about Ang Lee popped up.

Zhang Keke clicked on one of the more authoritative news items. The first one in the news was a photo of a young man with a small head holding a trophy. There was also a line of text: Congratulations to Mr. Li An (pen name An Zhi Ruo Su) for winning the 27th Mao Dun Literary awards!

   Zhang Keke and Zhao Jingwen stared at the person in the photo in the news.

   Isn’t he the man who played the piano yesterday, looks exactly the same!

   "God, he turned out to be the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award!? This, what a joke is this." Zhang Keke murmured, even his voice trembled a little.

  Zhao Jingwen also nodded: "It's unimaginable, it's too unimaginable..."

  In the hearts of the two, Ang Lee was first as a composer; the second as a piano player with very strong skill level.

  Unexpectedly, the third identity is even stronger, it turned out to be the pinnacle of literary history, the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award!

  The two looked at each other, their eyes full of incredible.

  What kind of horrible existence is this guy named Li An! ?

   Seeing the two staying in place, the little girl at the front desk was still smiling sweetly: "Have you found it? Did you find our brother Li An?"

  Zhang Keke and Zhao Jingwen nodded at the same time: "Yes, just look for him!"

   "Well, come with me, he should still be in the composition department now." The little girl at the front desk said, and then took the two of them out of the composition department.

  ……

  At this moment, Ang Lee is composing a piece of music, trying to use his own ability to see if he can write a work that won the gold medal for lyrics and music.

   "Brother Li An, two beautiful women are looking for you."

   Outside the frosted glass door, the voice of Afang, the little girl at the front desk, sounded.

  Li Ang went out and saw two people standing behind Xiaofang.

  One of the girls is sweet and has long hair like a waterfall. The sky in the north is still slightly cold now, so she is wearing flesh-colored outer leggings, and her legs look slender and straight.

  Whether she is in figure or appearance, she is the best in the first class.

  The other person is slightly older, wearing a black suit, and has a better temperament than a girl, but his face and figure are a little worse than Zhang Keke.

"Hello Teacher Li An, I am Zhang Keke, the president of the Piano Club of the Conservatory of Music. Do you remember me? It was the piano recording room I arranged for you before." The little girl was showing respect with a few words on her face. Fawning smile.

  Li Ann just remembered. It was a girl who took herself to the piano room to record a piece yesterday, and said she was a girl who was 2,000 yuan an hour.

  After Zhang Keke finished greeting, the slightly better-aged woman beside her smiled and said, “Hello, I’m Zhao Weiwen, now a piano teacher at the Conservatory of Music, and a professional-level pianist.”

  Li Ang glanced at the two of them: "What's the matter?"

   "This is Mr. Li An, is it convenient for you to have a meal together? I have something to tell you." Zhao Weiwen smiled and said.

  Li Ang shook his head: "If you have anything, just say it here."

   "Ah, here?" Zhao Jingwen looked at the group of big masters who were staring at them.

   Li Ang thought about it and felt that it was not right, so he pointed to the negotiation room next to him: "Come over there."

  After the three people arrived in the closed negotiation room next to him, Zhao Jingwen praised Li Ang: "Mr. Li Ang, I didn’t expect that you turned out to be the winner of the 27th Mao Dun Literature Award and the creator of "The Ordinary World"."

  The winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award, the top figure in the domestic literary history.

Zhang Keke next to him also nodded and looked at Li Ang with a little bit of star in his eyes: "I thought you were an ordinary composer, but I came to the company today to find out that you turned out to be the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award. Yesterday. I may be a little embarrassed, but I hope Mrs. Li An will forgive me."

  Zhang Keke has lost the frivolity when we first met yesterday. At this moment, she looked at Li Ang's gaze, all with respect to the elders, and of course, it also included a little bit of the gaze of a girl looking at an idol.

  Listening to the compliments of the two, Ang Li felt a little bored: "Mao Jang is past tense. Just talk about it if you have anything."

"Well, then I'll just say it straight." Zhao Jingwen smiled at Li Ang, and went straight to the subject: "Mr. Li Ang, yesterday, after hearing the "Memories of Don Juan" you played, I told you that I I was amazed by you."

  "Your piano playing ability is very strong. I personally think that it has completely reached the national level."

  "But I searched for you on the Internet and found that you haven't participated in any piano competitions, even if you haven't even the provincial level."

   "So I want to take the liberty to ask and confirm, have you ever participated in a piano competition? Especially international piano competitions."

   "No." Ang Lee shook his head, and then said: "Piano is just a hobby, it can be regarded as a sustenance to the beautiful things that have been in the past."

  The beautiful things in Li An's mouth refer to Mu Wan'er, the white moonlight that brought him the most beautiful childhood before his character became withdrawn.

   "Uh!? It's just a hobby!?" Zhao Jingwen and Zhang Keke said almost in unison.

  The two looked at each other, their eyes written with exclamation and shame.

  Especially Zhang Keke. She has always thought that she is the favorite of the piano world. Now, after hearing the words ‘just a hobby’ by Ang Li, she feels that she is on the verge of collapse.

  It's just a hobby, and then it's up to the national level! ?

  Looking at the amazed and speechless expressions of the two, Ang Li asked: "If you have anything, just tell me."

   was pulled back by a sentence, Zhao Jingwen nodded and said: "This is Mr. Li An, do you know the International Nakar Piano Awards?"

  Li Ang still shook his head.

  Zhao Jingwen introduced the source and qualifications of Nakar Piano Player to Ang Lee.

"This award will be held in Harbin, my country in two months, but I'll tell you the truth." Zhao Jingwen's expression was a bit sad: "The level of newcomers who have reached the qualifications in our country is relatively average; and there are several foreign players who are very strong. Strong. Once the game is played this time, it may be more shameful."

   "So, I want to ask if you are interested in participating in this Nakar Piano Competition."

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  3 chapters 8,000 words have been posted.

  I have a fever today. I took my temperature to 38 degrees and my head hurts. I don’t know how it was written. Then I ask for a monthly pass!

  In addition, the weather has suddenly become cold now, so please pay attention to keeping warm and clothing. Don’t eat too spicy food. Don’t catch a cold or fever like me.

  (End of this chapter)