Superstars of Tomorrow

“Mr. Fang is the 19th and the last invited person.” The legend tells a smile, looks at Fang Zhao, with a little serious tone, “But if Mr. Fang has other plans, or feels too much time If you are tight, you can refuse. Just forgot to say that the first draft of the music must be made before March."

When I was talking, I also observed the expression of Fang Zhao. When the party called in, he could feel that this young man is different from other peers, not the calmness of the costumes, and even the flamingos looking at their chests. The logo was only slightly surprised, not deliberately concealed, and there was no excitement of deliberate suppression.

Now, when I was told that I was invited to be with other famous masters from other continents, I did not have much excitement for the game opening animation produced by the famous Flamingo Company. I just sat there and listened carefully. Just like... listening to a report.

Listening to the report?

The biography was shocked by the metaphor that suddenly flashed in his mind, and then he felt funny. It was probably that the recent trip was too tight and he was busy making invitations everywhere, so this illusion would arise. Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, the voyage once again looked at the party, only to see the fingers of the party arbitrarily resting on the legs, unable to find the law, and the party called himself... seems to be distracted.

"Cough!" Duan Qianji can't see it, coughing and reminding him.

Fang called the finger to move and turned to look at the biography. "I need to watch the opening animation first."

You Chuan thought: Can you still hear what you said?

"Yes. But Mr. Fang needs to sign a confidentiality agreement first." The request of Fang Zhao is very reasonable. If the party does not look at the clip and eagerly agrees, it will disappoint the traveler.

"I understand this rule."

After the signing of the confidentiality agreement, the tour was passed to the party to call a miniature projector in the shape of a flamingo logo.

The image was projected into the air and the audience was carefully watching the opening animation for just two minutes. In fact, "animation" is just a habit that the industry has passed down. When you actually see this image, Fang Zhao finds that the reality is too high, just like the real shot. This picture is no more than the annual investment of Silver Wing. The movie is poor.

When the party called to watch the opening minutes of the two minutes, the voyage still observed the party, and assessed whether the person really has the ability to create such a quality movement and whether there is a possibility of continued cooperation.

Fang Zhao looked very seriously, and at the same time, his fingers were knocked again, the amplitude was not large, and the travels could not see the law.

The two-minute video clip ended, and the caller turned to the tour and said: "Yes, one month, enough."

Everyone else in the house looked at Fang Zhao, and Duan Qianji’s words just wanted to intercept Fang Zhao were too late. Another flamingo employee, Beaver, who sits next to the voyage, is even more open-eyed, as if he can't believe that Fang Zhao would be so confident. Self-confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is stupid.

Beaver followed the tour to invite 18 creative parties, and the 18 creative parties, some of them were reluctant to hear the "before March" time limit, and after watching the opening animation Several of them have given the saying "do their best", which means that they can only do their best, but they are not guaranteed to be created before March of this year. The higher the flight, the more they love the feathers, the works they have made, Satisfied will come out, dissatisfied, prefer to give up a good opportunity and will not let it damage its reputation.

However, Fang Zhao’s creator, who ranked the last in the nineteenth list and had the lowest status, was not famous. However, after watching the opening, he was so confidently down!

Beaver couldn't help but want to say something. He was stopped by a swim and could only swallow the words of the fast exit.

"So, just waiting for good news."

You have not stayed here for a long time. After the departure, take the Beaver directly from the garage on the top floor. There is no obvious flamingo sign on the speeding car that the two of them traveled, and the low-key is inconspicuous. They don't want to let the outside world know that the background sound of the opening animation has not yet been determined when the game is released.

In the car, Beaver asked the traveler inexplicably. "Why don't you ask more questions? Is it true that the next call is really the creator of the three movements, and whether he really has the ability to make enough in a month or so. Quality works?"

It’s already at the end of January, and what it’s meant before March is that it’s basically only the month of February, within a month, how difficult it is to make a piece of music that matches a large game project. If the insider is a novice, you should understand.

You passed the smile and shook his head. "These are meaningless. We don't understand the call, we don't understand the silver wing. Everything is speculation. The answer will be revealed when he passes the work."

After the two passers-by left, Duan Qianji would no longer be scrupulous: "Fang Zhao, this matter can't be reluctant. If you feel unsure, you can still get back if you can recover it." As long as the two men did not leave Yanzhou, the paragraph Qianji can stop people first.

"Not reluctant. I promised to accept the invitation because I can guarantee that I will make my own satisfactory works within one month. As for whether they like it or not... I can't guarantee it."

"In addition to the four movements of "The Hundred Years of Destruction", do you still have the inspiration to create such a quality piece of music?" Duan Qianji was amazed. Although she is not a composer, she also knows how important this inspiration is to creation. At this point in time, the deputy leader personally went to various continents to send out invitations. It is obvious that the soundtrack of this opening animation is not difficult.

"No before, now."

Duan Qianji looked at Fang Zhao and was silent for two seconds. "Yes, I know."

Fang Zhao went downstairs to continue to stare at the production of the fourth movement. Duan Qianji’s office, an assistant with worries and puzzles, asked: “Duan Dong, is this no problem for Fang Zhaozhen?” The quality of the works that come out does not meet the requirements of the flamingo. Will the flamingos hate their company?

"Do you think that in the understanding and selection of music, is the special personnel of the Flamingo sound effect group reliable?" Duan Qianji asked.

The assistant does not say anything, because the problem is really too simple. Not reliable enough to stay in the Flamingo company now? Previously, the voyage also said that the invitation was sent to the party, which is the meaning of their sound team leader. Can someone who is able to mix with the world's top game maker, Flamingo's sound team leader, be a brain?

Duan Qianji will not really take this to test them, but tell them one thing through this topic:

"As far as I know, I have been rumored that they will urgently issue invitations again this time. There are only 19 producers and only one in Yanzhou."

In Yanzhou, the "wings and the sky" of the silver wing, the "metal frenzy" of the neon and the "four-dimensional" of the Shishan Shihua, the company's ace copyright music studios have all cooperated with the flamingo. The silver wing used to be a virtual idol, but as the voyage said, the division of the flamingo company has different divisions, each performing its duties and will not interfere with each other. Virtual idols are virtual idols, music is music, and they are only responsible for music on their side.

On the other hand, after the party called back to the department, there was no mention of anything that the flamingo invited him. Others saw the party not to say, nor asked. They are not demanding, and they have more money to do.

Fang Zhao sat in his office, took out a notebook, began to write a score, and wrote down the inspiration he had when he saw the two-minute image.

The first three movements of the 100-year-old world were made by Fang Zhao in the last generation. After the rebirth, they were only slightly modified and re-arranged. The fourth movement was the inspiration after his rebirth. Now, these intermittent characters appearing on paper are the collection of inspiration after he went to the Martyrs Cemetery today and watched the opening clip from the tour.

After the first draft was written, Fang Zhao continued to recall today's experience, especially the Martyrs Cemetery and the opening minutes of the two minutes. The first draft needs to be revised, so Fang Zhao continues to look for places that can be changed to make it better.

At this time, Zeng Huang came over to find him.

"The big call, the progress of the fourth movement is very smooth, and it may be completed before the twenty-fifth. You said that once the fourth movement is completed, our department will have a holiday. I and Wan Yue will not go back as in previous years. ”

Zeng Huang’s “going back” refers to Yanbei City, where they were born. After the accident at home in the same year, the government gave a lot of compensation, and several relatives greedy his compensation, but Zeng Huang is always dying to put compensation in his hands. Wan Yue's situation is similar, but the degree is not as heavy as it used to be, but Wan Yue does not want to go back. After the university, the two of them did not return to Yanbei City.

"Are you coming to join us on the anniversary? Anyway, there are only me and Wan Yue, and one more person is more lively. This year, I will change the new house, the place is bigger, and the room is ready." Zeng Hudao.

Fang Sheng betrayed them, and now I don’t know where the prison is. I’m not going to appear again after breaking up with Fang Zhao. This year’s anniversary, I’m afraid I’ll only call one person... No, there is a dog.

"I won't go to your side." Seeing what Zeng Huang still wants to say, Fang Zhaoxian first said, "I will go back this year."

"Go back?" Zeng Huang obviously didn't expect the party to be the choice. Because some of them were in college, they didn't go back. When they first went to college, he still listened to the call and never wanted to go back. At that time, Fang Zhao seemed to be in conflict with his second uncle.

I don't know the specific situation of Fang Zhao's family. Zeng Huang heard all the complaints from Fang Zhao, so I heard Fang Zhao said that he would go back. Zeng Huang was the first one to be surprised and doubtful.

Fang Zhao did not say anything, just transferred an email from the bracelet to Zeng Huang.

[Second Uncle: Are you coming back this year? (10:23 PM on the evening of January 20)]

[Fang Zhao: Back. (7:02, January 21)]

[Two uncles: What happened? ! (January 21, 7:36 am)]

[Two uncles: What is your exchange number? (January 21, 7:36 am)]

[Second Uncle: My communication number******, give me a reply! (January 21, 7:37 am)]

......

Zeng Huang looked at the email message on the full page. There was only one reply from Fang Zhao, and the others were all sent by Fang Zhao. It was probably shocked by the call of the party. I haven't gone back in more than six years. Every year, I get a "no return" answer. This year, I called him that the second uncle might be ready to receive the "no return" again. I didn't think that there was a "no" word!

This is this... this is definitely an accident!

This was the first thought of Fang Zhao’s second uncle, so he was anxious to ask.

"You haven't given you a second uncle?" Zeng Huang thought that Fang Zhao was deliberately not wanting to return.

However, Fang Zhao is really forgotten. When he had just solved the problem of Pangpu and Fu Yingtian’s military service this morning, he was called upstairs by Duan Qianji. When he saw the message, he was told about the party’s voice. He went to the police station and went again. The Martyrs Cemetery, once again called to the top floor, talked with the flamingo people about the custom song, now Zeng Huang mentioned, Fang Zhao remembered that he received a lot of news, but did not reply.

No way, when the last generation went to the end of the last days, Fang Zhao had no relatives at all, and now I can’t think of it at the first time.

"I forgot." Fang Zhaodao.

I did not believe in the face. Before leaving the office, I also advised: "You should talk to your uncle, I think they should be true to you. Time is not early, go back to the past, if your uncle thinks you have an accident, how to find someone do?"

Fang Zhao turned his head and looked out the window. It was not early, and the sky was already dark.