West District, Building 3.
Wang Jin sat in front of the window, silently watching the red clouds in the sky.
"Ding, ding, ding ~"
The silent atmosphere was suddenly broken by the crisp ringing of a phone.
"Hey, what's up?"
The old man's voice was serious. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.
"Elder Wang, Lu Ze. Let's start writing!"
"Ha, he finally remembered."
"He only started to write his name when the others were about to hand in their papers.”
"What kind of result is this?”
"I don't have any expectations for an hour.”
"That's it. It's nothing. Don't look for me anymore!"
The call was hung up.
After a moment of silence, Xu Chu shook his head helplessly.
He didn't know how Lu Ze was related to someone like Wang Jin.
But he could see that Wang Jin seemed to have great expectations for Lu Ze.
He hoped that he could contribute to a good performance that was different from the others in this field training.
However, reality proved it.
This young man whom Wang Jin had high hopes for.
He had never disappointed anyone before!
He suddenly felt lucky.
Fortunately, Wang Jin did not rush to the scene after the call just now.
If he came over now and saw Lu Ze's writing state.
It was estimated that…
He was so angry that he spat out two mouthfuls of blood.
Lu Ze was like an ant on a hot pan.
It gave people the feeling of extreme anxiety.
First of all, throughout the entire creative process.
He didn't even touch the most basic instruments and electronic equipment beside him.
Writing songs was not a simple job.
There were no instruments, no equipment to test, and no demos to correct.
It was impossible to make a good song.
But Lu Ze was like a layman.
He only used a pen and a piece of paper.
He just wanted to finish writing a song.
This time, in the eyes of all the professionals who saw this scene, it was simply a grand joke.
This technique was too crude and clumsy!
And this…It was not over yet.
Even so!
Even if he really wanted to complete this song with only pen and paper, it would be a waste of time.
Then he should have noticed the time and should have his own accumulation and accumulation, right?
But the problem was the state he was in.
He was extremely unconfident!
Extremely flustered!
From the moment he picked up the pen at 6:00 sharp to 6:40, a total of 40 minutes.
Everyone had already witnessed him writing and giving up twice!
The first time, he wrote a full two pages.
It took about 25 minutes.
Just when they thought Lu Ze was about to finish, he suddenly stared at the paper for a few minutes.
In the end, he shook his head gently, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it into the wastepaper basket.
The second time was the same.
The time spent writing songs was shorter, but the decision to abandon them was also more firm!
In other words, forty minutes had passed.
He had wasted it again!
Heh.
Xu Chu saw this scene.
Just like Wang Jin, he also let out a helpless sigh.
In his opinion.
There was actually no need to proceed with the rest of the segment.
Twenty minutes to complete a song.
He even wanted to get a reputation among the experienced singers.
This could no longer be called a fantasy.
It was simply a dream!
A dream that had a one in a million chance of being realized!
His butt moved up from his seat.
After taking a look at her watch, she prepared to walk towards the creative room.
At this moment.
There were only ten minutes left until seven o'clock.
In the ten minutes from 6:40 to 6:50.
On the screen, Lu Ze didn't continue writing songs.
Instead…He was in a daze.
He seemed to be considering it, but also seemed to be conflicted.
This scene fell into the eyes of everyone.
The most reasonable explanation was that he knew that he would make a fool of himself in this field training and be eliminated.
So let's be sad.
It was already over.
There was no need to keep an eye on him.
The dozen or so staff members in the control room were the same as Xu Chu.
He moved from where he was and prepared to walk out.
However, at this moment!
A certain staff member inadvertently glanced at the screen.
Then, he exclaimed softly.
"Xu Chu. He, he started writing again!"
"How can this be in time?"
"You already know that it's too late, so why are you still making such a fuss?”
Xu Chu shrugged and said casually.
"I'm guessing that he probably didn't write the lyrics, but his resignation letter to the Colorful Banners Art Troupe!”
Amid the teasing, Xu Chu strode towards the creative area without any hesitation!
The evening glow was blown by the gentle breeze.
Finally, it was completely enveloped by darkness.
The clock struck seven in the evening.
It finally sounded.
"Creak ~ Creak ~"
The doors of the creative rooms were pushed open on time.
The singers solemnly handed over the heavy score and lyrics to the staff.
Xu Chu stood outside for a few seconds.
Without much thought, he went straight to creative room number six.
He raised his hand and pushed the door open.
He stuck his head in and was about to ask Lu Ze for the song draft.
However, the scene before his eyes…
However, it was not the way he imagined the other party to be sitting at the table and thinking hard.
Instead…An empty desk.
There was also a thin piece of paper on it.
As for Lu Ze, he went back to the window.
He was shouting and fighting with the fish under the fishing rod.
Xu Chu was completely speechless.
She still spoke to Lu Ze's back.
"Um, Little Lu. Your song?"
"Leader, it's on the table. Just take it!”
"I'm sorry. My situation is special. The fish bit the hook and I can't give it to you personally!”
Finished writing?
Xu Chu frowned and walked to the table.
He bent down and picked up the thin piece of paper.
then.
He was completely stunned in the dark night!
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