At this time, Jiang Feng was on his way to Central TV. The reason was that ten minutes ago, a phone call, radio, and television had released a new blacklist today. All the people on the list and their works could not be exposed through any television or video.
This had nothing to do with Jiang Feng, but Bad Luck was sung at Zhu Mengyao's Spring Festival Gala. Its composer had been investigated and registered for drugs.
This meant that Zhu Mengyao couldn't perform this song at the Spring Festival Gala and was facing the danger of winning an award.
Although the popularity of the Spring Festival Gala would no longer need to be accumulated in the future, the Spring Festival Gala was like that. You can't be sure that you can go to the Spring Festival Gala every year, but even if it's an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala, it's hard to refuse.
Now that they had made up their minds to go up, they were suddenly defeated. This was also a blow to Zhu Mengyao's reputation. Therefore, as his assistant, Jiang Feng also received a call to Central TV for a discussion.
Zhu Mengyao, as a Diva, had been a little depressed recently. It wasn't because she couldn't sing, but because she didn't have a suitable song.
Now, the only famous song that had never been to the Spring Festival Gala had already won an award. If he had found someone to compose it a few days ago, there was not much time left. It was very difficult to complete the lyrics and music in three to four days to ensure the quality.
If I can't do anything, maybe I can help her. After all, I'm her assistant now.
After a while, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the television station.
After getting out of the car, Jiang Feng entered the TV station through the special channel. After the phone contact found Zhu Mengyao and the others, the group of people discussed countermeasures, but they never came up with any effective solutions.
"If you can't give up, then give up. Who knew that this would happen? It was just to disappoint the fans who were looking forward to it.”Zhu Mengyao had no choice but to say.
As a Red Sun celebrity, the Heavenly Queen was very popular with her fans because of her kind personality and affinity with others. Through some of the things he had done, Jiang Feng had a good impression of this girl who was the same age as him.
Looking at the helpless expression on the beautiful face in the sky, Jiang Feng could not help but feel sympathy for her.
"Sister Zhu, I have a song here that feels very good. Why don't you write it down and take a look?”"There's no other way anyway." Jiang Feng asked tentatively.”
"You?" Before Zhu Mengyao spoke, his agent, He Jie, said sarcastically,""These days, songwriters are really worthless. A small assistant can shamelessly write a good song.”
"Don't draw conclusions without seeing it with your own eyes.”"I haven't seen the song I wrote," Jiang Feng replied calmly."How do you know I don't know how to write it?”There were always some people who couldn't do it themselves, and they felt that others couldn't do it either.“
"I don't know, child! Who do you think you are? Where do you think this is? This was the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. No cat or dog could come up with a lousy song!”He Jie mocked Jiang Feng's calmness.
"Before I write this song, don't deny yourself. What gave you such a sense of superiority, just like you, because he was not famous, he would not even give him a chance to act. Then, in this entertainment industry, no new person could stand out!”
He Jie was not angry at Jiang Feng's contempt.
"Let's talk about these sarcastic words after I take out my work. It doesn't meet the standards! You don't have to slap your own face!"
"Sister He, stop arguing. No matter what, there was no better way. Let him write the song. Even if he couldn't do it, he wouldn't lose anything.”He Jie's lips were irritated. He wanted to say something, but seeing the two of them in a growing posture, Zhu Mengyao opened his mouth to persuade them.
Jiang Feng searched for a song that was very suitable for Zhu Mengyao. Amidst the public's doubts, he did not like to treat a dead horse as a living horse. He picked up a pen and paper and began to compose.
Zhu Mengyao hummed as he watched Jiang Feng write. With the buzzing sound, Zhu Mengyao's eyes became brighter and brighter.
This song was very good. With such comments, Zhu Mengyao could not help but look forward to Jiang Feng's own song.
In the end, the song was very good, and Jiang Feng began to fill in the lyrics.
Every time, she was lonely and strong in the midst of wandering.
Every time, even if she was hurt, she would not shed tears.
I know I always have invisible wings.
Looking at the lyrics, Zhu Mengyao couldn't help but think," Isn't that how it is? From the beginning, after experiencing so many setbacks, going through so many difficulties, and carrying his dreams, he has come to this day."
He thought about all the things he had done, put in so much effort, and experienced so many setbacks. Now, he had finally reached this step and had become a small part of the Red Sun Superstars in China. There were many ups and downs on this road, but hadn't he given up?
Yes, every setback would make you stronger. Difficulties had become a stepping stone in your life.
Finally, I flapped my invisible wings and flew to the highest altitude, becoming the brightest star in the night sky.
I finally saw all my dreams bloom.
How loud is the sound of chasing youth
I finally soar, gazing with my heart without fear.
The invisible wings made the dream longer than the sky.
Looking at the lyrics, Zhu Mengyao could not help but sing. Those who were not optimistic and those who doubted Jiang Feng all lost their voices.
This was a rare song. The positive energy was also needed for the Spring Festival Gala. With this song, even if it was not Zhu Mengyao, even a newcomer could sing the stage scene of the Spring Festival Gala.
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