, how to survive?”

Zhang Yanhao has realized that he will try his best to participate in any benefit performances, and the company's artists will try their best to participate. Moreover, Zhang Yanhao is willing to pay out of his own pocket to compensate the artists. He seems to be sincere: "Liying also called me. She will definitely not let go of this kind of thing..."

Zhang Yanhao also has full confidence in Yang Jingxing: "Can you write a song as soon as possible and discuss it with Li Xin? It must be deeply touching, so that people who are still alive can have more courage to face reality, and be brave..."

Yang Jingxing said: "Brother Android may also have this idea."

Zhang Yanhao nodded: "Well, okay, it's a time like this for all of us in the company!"

Yang Jingxing said: "Boss, I can try my best, but I want to make a request... I won't sign my name, and don't mention me in the publicity."

Zhang Yanhao was surprised: "What does this mean?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I can't face it, it's too heavy..."

Zhang Yanhao seemed to understand: "Do what you can...I tell you, not only will I not promote you, I will not promote anyone! The national crisis, I will use it for propaganda, and I, Zhang Yanhao, have not gone to that point! I will fucking

With that, there was a news before, you must not know, floods or something, someone donated steamed buns, it seems to be making steamed buns or picking up garbage, I am like that person, doing what I can! Steamed buns are useful for birds? But you heard this

, don’t you have any idea in your heart? Do you think there is still some life left in this world?”

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, boss, I'll do it right away."

Zhang Yanhao said: "Don't worry, your talent... Brother, I actually understand your temper a little. You and Lao Gan are similar but not alike. You are not as emotional as him, so I let you do this. Love is happy

People can't write love songs well, and people who are too sad can't express their feelings. If Lao Gan comes, most people won't be able to listen to this song!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "What the boss said makes sense."

Zhang Yanhao suggested: "Read more news..."

Back in the studio, Yang Jingxing called Android and then Li Xin.

Li Xin was also a lover, so she asked Yang Jingxing to go to her place, and the two of them watched TV while creating.

As a result, Yang Jingxing accompanied Li Xin and Wu Yuan to watch TV all afternoon and evening without even eating. Not only did he find that these two women were extremely kind-hearted and soft-hearted, but they were also overly intimate.

On May 14th, Yang Jingxing continued to watch TV with Li Xin and reminded him that today was really the last day and he had to attend the concert rehearsal tomorrow.

As a result, Li Xin still couldn't find the point that most stimulated him. Although his emotions were already so full, they overflowed.

On May 15th, Yang Jingxing could no longer accompany Li Xin. The concert was fully rehearsed. The director was watching TV at home, so the deputy director had to step in.

People on stage 70 and 80 of the concert gathered in the large rehearsal room. Android spoke first, and he was more emotional: "...it touches people's hearts, and I am too...but the tickets have been sold, and things have to be done.

During the concert, there will be a moment of silence, and then let’s see if we can express our condolences.”

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Yuan called Yang Jingxing: "Come quickly, Li Xin is not alive... Come quickly, don't ask."

Yang Jingxing went to ask Android for leave: "...I guess I got some inspiration."

Android urged him: "Hurry up... do you want to send it away?"

Yang Jingxing rushed to Li Xin's house and found that Li Xin was holding a pen in one hand and a tissue in the other. The coffee table was covered with manuscript papers, each containing a sentence or two or a single word. Li Xin's eyes were red from crying, and even her dog looked sad.

Li Xin stared at the TV, and the hand holding the pen was shaking a little, wondering whether he had scribbled a few words intentionally or unintentionally.

Wu Yuan signaled Yang Jingxing not to disturb the creator, and sat down quietly to watch. Yang Jingxing respected other people's creative habits and said nothing.

When the strong and optimistic girl who had been buried in the rubble for seventy hours was finally rescued and said "Thank you" to the rescuers, Li Xin couldn't hold it in any longer and started crying, and then she was in a hurry.

Pulling the manuscript paper off the table.

Wu Yuan hurriedly went up to comfort and help, and even the kiss worked.

Li Xin quickly sorted out his lyrics, and Yang Jingxing continued to watch TV. Wu Yuanlai told Yang Jingxing about today's key angles, and told Yang Jingxing to watch the news replay.

Yang Jingxing saw that the strong girl met her mother...

At around eight o'clock in the evening, while Yang Jingxing was sitting in front of the computer, he called Yu Xinting: "What time is it over there?"

Yu Xinting cleared her throat twice: "It's past seven o'clock... I'll take the subway there by myself today and get ready to go out."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Have you called home in the past two days?"

Yu Xinting said: "I got beaten last night."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Can I see domestic news?"

Yu Xinting said: "Not much... I don't like to watch it. It's different from what Kong Chenhe and others watch! You can't see it online either."

Yang Jingxing said: "I saw a very, very beautiful girl on the news."

Yu Xinting couldn't hide her surprise: "...ah?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There will be a replay later. I'll call you and you can listen."

Yu Xinting was suspicious: "I can't see it."

Yang Jingxing said: "You can hear it even if you listen to it."

Yu Xinting didn't seem to doubt: "Oh, okay, I'll listen."

The replay was edited. As soon as the host started introducing, Yang Jingxing quickly called over: "It's about to be broadcast. Please listen carefully."

Yu Xinting hmm hmm.

Yang Jingxing asked: "Why is there a trumpet sound?"

Yu Xinting said: "I took a taxi...the subway has no mobile phone signal."

Yang Jingxing was heartless and not at all sad about the national crisis: "Oh, it cost you money... listen up."

Yu Xinting was ready: "Yeah!"

With a few minutes of editing and the host's introduction, the incident was very clear just by listening to it, but Yang Jingxing still wanted to describe the scene.

Yu Xinting listened quietly without interrupting.

Yang Jingxing didn't let Yu Xinting listen to the comments that followed. She walked away from the TV and asked Yu Xinting: "Isn't she particularly beautiful?"

Yu Xinting replied: "Yes... I thought you were really beautiful."

Yang Jingxing said: "It's really beautiful."

Yu Xinting hummed hard: "Yes!"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Have you heard your hometown dialect?"

Yu Xinting was happy: "I heard...a little bit, not very clear. It said don't cry, don't cry."

Yang Jingxing said: "This is a real miracle. I believe it is true. This is not beautification or fooling."

Yu Xinting didn't quite understand: "Ah..."

Yang Jingxing said: "Have you ever felt that this kind of moment touches people, which is an effect that no music can achieve."

The industry was looked down upon, and Yu Xinting was reluctant to agree: "...it's different."

Yang Jingxing guessed: "We talk about controlling music. I think this girl can control any music... Xinting, I think you also have the ability to control music."

Yu Xinting giggled: "I'm not..."

Yang Jingxing tried his best: "Work hard!"

Yu Xinting replied: "...I said, I will continue to work hard."

Yang Jingxing changed the topic: "How are you adapting there?"

Yu Xinting thought for a while: "...Fortunately, I'll basically be fine if I don't go anywhere else."

Yang Jingxing said: "You're so bad. It's been two months. How have you learned English?"

Yu Xinting was also proud: "I think there is progress, it's not as difficult as I thought."

Yang Jingxing said: "That's good... I still have to do something, so I'm going to die. You ask Kong Chenhe to find a way to give you this girl's video. If you have anything to do, take a look at it. It will give you strength."

Yu Xinting chuckled: "I really want to see it..."

On the morning of the 16th, the concert music team gathered at Hongxing's rehearsal room at eight o'clock to rehearse the new song "Thank You", not caring at all that there was another song "Thank You".

Even before I started practicing, everyone was moved when they read the lyrics. They are so well written, seemingly plain but full of emotion, optimistic and heart-touching.

Android spent half an hour alone to get familiar with the songs, and also gave the musicians ample preview time. The chorus members also had high requirements for their supporting roles and discussed how to perform better.

As a composer and producer, Yang Jingxing didn’t have any requirements, everyone just came as they pleased.

The first time I started arranging, it was very smooth. It was so comfortable that Li Ying was moved to tears when she was the chorus, and then she was infected with Android.
Chapter completed!