150 Say something in your heart

Huang Zhi said his request in an orderly manner.

He was very rational and objective when he said this. He said it entirely from the perspective of a director of the Spring Festival Gala. He was entirely for the Spring Festival Gala and Lin Xiangdong, and did not intentionally make things difficult for Chen Fei.

But when he finished all his requests, he couldn't help but blush and had been a director who had been working as a director for most of his life. He always pointed at others and always said this and that, and he was always justified. He felt embarrassed for the first time, and felt that he was really unreasonable for the first time.

Is it possible to ask someone to create such a very difficult song in such a short time?

Isn’t this asking a rooster to lay eggs? Want an iron tree to bloom? Was it demanding that a man have a baby?

He felt that he was too despicable and shameless. To others, these words were completely irrelevant.

If these words were heard by media reporters, wouldn’t they sprayed him with blood on the newspaper?

But he said everything, but it was hard to stop it. Moreover, this was a real requirement, so he had no choice.

However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiangdong immediately added: "Oh, by the way, Chen Fei, this song...it's best to be specially created for me. You know both my voice and singing characteristics, right? So it's best to tailor my singing voice, otherwise I won't perform well and waste your hard work in vain."

After hearing this, Huang Zhi was stunned and looked at Lin Xiangdong like an idiot.

Is this guy's head watered?

If you say so many requests, it is already unreasonable and harsh enough. Are you still asking people to tailor it specifically for you?

My soldier, it’s only a very short time now. Now, Chen Fei is still in his hometown and has no time to fly over and polish it carefully with you. If you put such high requirements, isn’t this just asking others to refuse?

Huang Zhi was very worried that Chen Fei would refuse. If that was the case, he would not know what to do next?

Fortunately, Chen Fei was very powerful, and he did not refuse. He just asked in his usual gentle and gentle voice: "Do you have a fax there?"

"Yes. The fax number is xxxxxxxxxxx." Huang Zhi immediately said the sentence in one breath, as if he was afraid that the other party would repent.

"Okay, I'll write it as soon as possible, and I'll pass it to you as soon as possible after writing it."

"Okay, Xiao Chen, then I'll ask you." Huang Zhi said sincerely.

He did not use the words "hard work" or "trouble", but used the word "please", and the meaning of this is self-evident.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiangdong immediately added: "Oh, Chen Fei, if possible, remember to write the arrangement together!"

grass!

When Huang Zhi heard this, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

He has always had a good impression of Lin Xiangdong. This guy has a strong military style, straightforward, dares to act, is not sleek, is worldly, and has strong abilities, so he has always respected Lin Xiangdong very much.

But now, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Lin Xiangdong from mlgb, do you have any brains?

Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?

If we ask others so much, it will make them embarrassed. But now, in such a short time, you still ask others to create the arrangement. What do you think Chen Fei is a god? His three heads and six arms, his brain is like a supercomputer, and he can also overclock?

His blood pressure suddenly soared to the highest level in history, and his blood vessels almost exploded.

Really, today I am really going to be pissed to death.

His heart suddenly rose to his throat. He was really worried that when Chen Fei heard Lin Xiangdong's rude requests, he gave up and left and stopped.

Fortunately, Chen Fei didn't say anything, but said in the tone as usual: "I'll try my best."

Bang.

The phone hangs up.

The office was quiet again.

Huang Zhi glanced at Lin Xiangdong. The guy was filled with joy and his hands kept rubbing, as if he was about to get a toy he had always dreamed of. His eyes... and his expression...

Huang Zhi was speechless in anger.

He originally wanted to say something to Lin Xiangdong, but now he doesn't want to say a word.

He turned around and walked out.

He is now busy with work days, and he is really busy.

Somehow he was not very lucky today. After a while, an associate director came to report: "Director Huang, there was another problem with the rehearsal of the song and dance program "Great China".

"What's wrong again?"

"Yang Huijuan, who is leading the dance, twisted her ankle?"

"What?" Huang Zhi almost jumped up when he heard this. He hurriedly asked, "Is it serious? What do the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that today's rehearsals must not be attended, but they will be handled in time and they should be basically restored tomorrow. There will definitely be no problem with the party at the 30th night."

call--

Huang Zhi heard this and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Huijuan has a strong foundation, so even if she suspends rehearsal for one or two days, it is no big deal.

"Go and take me over and have a look!"

"Director Huang, here."

Huang Zhi followed the deputy director and walked towards the other side.

He walked to Yang Huijuan, talked to the other party, learned about the situation, and then asked the doctor alone. After listening to the doctor's promise, his heart finally fell to the ground.

This show should be fine.

After watching Yang Huijuan and their show, Huang Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But his assistant trotted over all the way: "Director Huang, Lin Tuan is looking for you, he told you to come here immediately."

"Lin Tuan? Which Lin Tuan?" Huang Zhi didn't react at once.

There were nearly a thousand participants in the Spring Festival Gala, and many people actually couldn't remember the names at all. In addition, his mind was messy at this time, so he couldn't remember the so-called Lin Tuan, which was Lin Xiangdong.

"Captain Lin Xiangdong." The assistant explained.

"Did he say what's going on?" Huang Zhi asked.

"He said that the song you want has been written out, and asked you to go over and read it."

What?

Is the song we want written?

When Huang Zhi heard this, the anger that had just calmed down suddenly became burning again.

Chen Fei, Chen Fei, what plane are you working on?

Can you calm me down?

Huang Zhi was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

Of course, this is just his psychological activity. On his face and on the surface, he dared not show it at all.

Lin Xiangdong is the leader of the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe. In any aspect, he is better than the director of the Spring Festival Gala.

Even Chen Fei can't afford to offend him.

But to be honest, he really felt resentful towards Chen Fei.

Brother, I'm asking you very seriously, so can you take it seriously?

How long has it been, more than ten minutes?

Have you written a song?

Are you playing with me?

He was so angry that he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

But he said nothing, just walked towards the office with a dark face.

His assistant followed him quickly.

His assistant didn't seem to notice his strangeness and continued to say in a slightly excited tone: "I have heard people say that Chen Fei is a songwriter. I always thought it was a satire, but I didn't expect it to be true. Director Huang, I heard Lin Tuan sing a few words about the song he wrote. It sounds so nice."

Um?

Huang Zhi was stunned and his flying footsteps slowed down. He raised his head to look at the assistant, but found that the assistant was not like a joke, but was serious.

At this moment, his head seemed to finally be enlightened, and he also remembered the various legends in the entertainment industry. Some people had actually boasted in the media that Chen Fei was a freak in the creative world, but because he had no contact, he didn't understand it. Could it be... all this is true?

Thinking of this, he was nervous and expectant, so he couldn't help but get up. He soon ran around in small steps and came directly to the office.

As soon as he arrived at the office door, he heard Lin Xiangdong singing inside:

"Say something in my heart

I miss home too

The old mother at home has white hair

To be honest, I have love too

I miss her in the dream
To be continued...