Chapter 188 Taking Shape

Night, editorial office of "Artist Weekly".

The light tube above the head was bright, but there were only a few people left in the editing room who were still working on the manuscript.

Hu Lifu was smoking a cigarette, allowing the smoke to condense into a cloud above his head, but he just frowned tightly.

The computer screen was on, and the blank document was opened for a long time, but he still didn't write a single word.

Next to the keyboard, there is a large notebook, which is being spread out at the moment, and it is full of news reports cut from various newspapers and magazines, about Liao Liao, about He Runqing, and about Wuxingwusu of. They were all carefully sorted out by Hu Lifu, and posted one by one in chronological order.

For ordinary readers or fans, these are just some normal reports about their favorite singers, either to highlight, or to sensationalize, or to marvel at.

However, in the eyes of insiders, for example, Hu Lifu, in his eyes, this is not just a simple report of a few singers' albums selling well. Behind these reports, there is a genius and a thrilling struggle.

And now, what he wants to do is to sort out these stories that are hidden behind the reports and are not known and paid attention to by ordinary people, and to bring out the genius who has always been hidden behind the scenes and the awesome things he has done , made public.

About him, about the super collision of the three major domestic female voices at the beginning of this summer, there are plenty of materials, and the clues are in his mind, very clear, it seems that he can come up with it at any time, but when it comes time to write, he always Hesitant.

It is not difficult to write it out, but the difficult thing is how to get the editor-in-chief to agree to publish my manuscript in the current social environment!

After all, although everyone in the industry knew about his strength and status, he was unknown to the public, and, to be honest, there were hardly any news breaking points.

He didn't finish smoking a cigarette, another person in the editing room finished his work, turned off the computer, said hello to the few remaining people, opened the door and left.

Hu Lifu sighed, suddenly felt a little sore in the waist, and couldn't help feeling that he was really old, especially in the field of editors and reporters, who often stayed up late to write manuscripts. He was only in his early thirties, and he already felt old.

He shook his head, raised his hand to snuff out the cigarette butt, and was about to return to the question he was thinking about just now. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed by, and his eyes lit up instantly.

He slapped his thigh violently, and he quickly dropped his hand on the keyboard, and started typing with a crackling sound.

"What were you doing when you were eighteen?"

This is the first line.

That's right, the selling point is here.

Nothing is more convincing and explosive than age.

Although in the past year, regardless of age, just the things that person did are already strong enough, and in Hu Lifu's heart, they are also enough to support his "in-depth report", but, No, if you want to attract readers, or to put it bluntly, if you want the editor-in-chief to approve and give the page, then you have to catch some gimmicks that are more likely to arouse the curiosity of the public-so many amazing things, it turns out that they are all It was created by an eighteen-year-old boy. Is this gimmick scary enough? Is it attractive enough?

Hu Lifu felt that it must be enough!

So, he quickly put all his energy into the computer in front of him, and the sound of typing was crackling—although it was only the past two years when computers were introduced into the country, writing agencies such as newspapers and magazines must have been relatively early. Moreover, Hu Lifu, as a well-known veteran editor of the "Artist Weekly", was among the first to be specially approved to be equipped with computers for office work, and his typing speed has naturally been practiced long ago.

So, after about two hours, he was the only one left in the entire editing room. Finally, an article with a length of five or six thousand words was finally completed under his hands.

Looking back at it himself, he let out a sigh of relief, feeling very satisfied.

Pulling the document to the front, he hesitated for a long time, and typed a line in the blank space of the title - "He is only eighteen years old, and his student's name is Liao Liao!" "

After finishing writing, he checked it again and felt that there were no mistakes, so he saved it and emailed it directly to the editor-in-chief.

... ... ...

When he came to the newspaper office early the next morning, Hu Lifu put down his things, didn't bother to drink water, and knocked on the editor-in-chief's door first, and when he heard "Come in" from inside, he quickly opened the door and went in.

"Editor-in-Chief, the manuscript I sent you yesterday..."

The editor-in-chief's surname is Su, he is fat, and belongs to the style of chubby and chubby.

Looking up and seeing that it was Hu Lifu, he frowned and said bluntly, "Old Hu, are you making trouble?"

"Uh..." Hu Lifu was stunned when he heard the words, "This...how should I say it?"

We have worked with each other for many years and are very familiar with each other, so Fatty Su is not polite, and directly approved, "You are an old editor of our weekly newspaper, don't you know what I mean? You said you made this, can I post it? Dare to post it?" Is there anyone who likes to watch it? I know, I don’t need you to tell me, the history of Liao Liao’s rise, or the bloody stories of Wu Xing Wu Su, must be good material, but you can’t put The focus is off, who is the focus? Liao Liao can do it, Wuxing Wusu can do it, even He Runqing can do it, but you write Li Qian...you go to the street and ask, who knows who Li Qian is!"

Hu Lifu licked his dry lips, hesitated, and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Fatty Su just said: "What do I mean? I mean, your manuscript is dead!"

Hu Lifu was silent.

After a while, he tentatively asked: "Is it okay to give me a secondary page? Or, can I cut it? Can you give me a half page?"

Fatty Su looked at him with a look of resentment, and sighed: "Old Hu, you... you have such a brain, really... Look, how many new editors, the writing style is far worse than yours Well, that analysis ability is far worse than yours, but who doesn’t earn more money than you? You are an old editor, let a bunch of newcomers step on you, do you know? Then why does someone earn more than you? Because People understand a very simple truth, that is, a manuscript that can be published is a good manuscript! What kind of manuscript is easy to publish and can get a bonus? Hot, hot, hot!"

After a pause, he glared at Hu Lifu, and said: "You go back and rewrite the manuscript, just write... Uh, anyway, the main perspective and the protagonist must not be Li Qian. Let’s do it, and then, let me watch chess or the next issue, and I’ll give you half a version. By the way, you know this circle very well, and it’s that kind of deep understanding. Regarding Zhou Mo’s comeback, you Why don’t you want to write an in-depth interpretation?”

Hu Lifu hesitated for a moment, and said helplessly: "That's okay, I'll go back and rewrite it, that's it... Zhou Mo's, I won't rob them. Zhou Mo's things, I think everyone can snatch their heads."

Fatty Su glanced at him helplessly when he heard the words, sighed, and waved his hands, "Then you go!"

Hu Lifu hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't say "please think about it again", turned around and went out, closing the door. He saw Zheng Guochang smiling at him from a distance, and shook his head helplessly.

Zheng Guochang came over and asked with a smile: "The manuscript is dead?"

Hu Lifu nodded, "It's dead, let it be rewritten, write the history of Liao Liao's rise, not Li Qian."

Zheng Guochang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "That's how the situation is. People know who's the producer? They don't care who wrote the song? In short, as long as the song is good, just remember who sang it." !"

Hu Lifu nodded and smiled helplessly, "Then...let's write about Liao Liao!"

... ... ...

Liao Liao became popular, Huang Yuqing became popular, He Runqing terminated the contract, and Zhou Mo came back.

Li Qian's studio is open.

Before the official opening, Qi Jie had already started planning for recruiting. After the official opening of the studio, the recruitment advertisements of Li Qian's studio were published in several newspapers soon.

Of course, this type of recruitment is aimed at clerks, front desks, and professional managers.

At present, the studio has only roughly set up a basic office shelf. In fact, the specific music business is not yet able to carry out. As the boss, Li Qian can only find time to go to Changsheng Records to give Lin Xiufeng Some of their production works can be regarded as earning a little extra money, but the ordinary staff that should be recruited must be in place as soon as possible.

So, in the next week or so, Li Qian was busy working as a producer at Changsheng Records, and Qi Jie stayed in the studio day by day, responsible for contacting and interviewing candidates.

By the beginning of October, people are basically recruited.

The first is a professional manager named Duan Yuguo, thirty-three years old, he looks quite calm, he worked as a financial reporter for several years, then resigned, started his own business, lost money, and then went to various companies, always in the middle As a manager, he was recruited mainly to be in charge of personnel and administrative management. At present, his ability is not obvious, but he does things in a calm and orderly manner. Li Qian also met with him and felt very satisfied, so he was appointed as the back office supervisor, with a monthly salary of 8,000, plus bonuses.

Then there is one financial and cashier, one accountant, one front desk, and two clerks.

Including Li Qian as the music director, Qi Jie as the general manager, and Li Jinlong, the manager of the artist department who plans to start working in the studio by the end of October, there are a total of nine people in Li Qian's studio, and the airs are initially set up.

Of course, at present, the studio basically has no real business, so for Qi Jie, it is to gradually exercise and learn management skills, and for the new batch of people who joined the studio, the main business That is to say, two parts: first, to keep an eye on, sort out, and summarize the entertainment industry, especially the dynamics of the music scene; second, to keep track of the arrival of the equipment that the company has ordered.

But in any case, everyone gradually became familiar with it, and gradually started to get used to the extremely easy job at hand. Moreover, as they became more and more familiar, when everyone heard that after New Year's Day, the most famous singer in today's music scene After the famous singer Liao Liao will sign the contract with the studio, his enthusiasm and confidence will be unprecedentedly high-obviously, everyone knows that a newly established studio can actually attract big names like Liao Liao to join, which shows that people have great enthusiasm for this company. How good the studio is!

In other words, at least the job I just got so far won't be lost anytime soon. At least, this studio doesn't seem to be the type to close its doors in the blink of an eye!

And then, when Liao Liao came back to the studio after going out to participate in several commercial performances, and proved that Mr. Qi Jieqi's words were not made up, the situation seemed to become clearer all of a sudden.

Isn't one Liao Liao enough to support this small studio? Everyone knows that big singers can make a lot of money!

In fact, Liao Liao's attitude was very modest, so modest that it surprised a group of boys and girls in their twenties—to sign, to sign! Want a signed photo, here it is! If you want to take a group photo, there is no problem, and it is no problem to take a group photo in the studio!

Of course, the biggest problem at the moment is that several weeks have passed, and among the newly recruited people, except Duan Yuguo, who is the only one at the manager level, none of them have even met the boss yet!

People just heard that he's still in college, and it seems like he's been spending all his spare time making albums for other people lately. Then, um, it is said that the boss is very handsome, and his status in the circle is very powerful.

In fact, when he first recruited people, at the first plenary meeting, Qi Jie first showed his boss's resume. Considering the names that appeared frequently in his resume in the past year, so , his great deeds are easily remembered by the studio's new staff.

Well, several albums and singles related to Li Qian, in short, a total of 24 songs in all his works that have been released, including three albums and one single, have been distributed to everyone for free by Qi Jie One serving per person.

There are no other advantages to working in this studio. The biggest advantage is that you can listen to music publicly while you are at work. Even Qi Jie, the general manager, simply put forward relevant rigid requirements, that is, to require all work Personnel, at least listen to the twenty-four songs several times, don't force yourself to be able to sing, at least you have to know.

Of course, in fact, those songs have been popular all over the country in the past year. Even if she didn't ask, most of these young men and women in the company have heard of them.

So, it became clear why Liao Liao came to this studio.

So, originally I only thought that the singers are so great, but these laymen who are completely ignorant of the so-called producers have a deeper understanding of the greatness of the studio boss.

Well, according to Liao Liao's words, Qi Jie's brainwashing work is quite good.

In mid-October, the first batch of musical equipment ordered by the company arrived. After several days of busy chattering, all the installation and debugging were completed. Faced with those musical instruments, recording equipment, and electronic equipment, the amateurs in the whole studio did not understand. Immediately, I felt that the image of this studio was getting bigger and bigger.

However, at this moment, when music, gossip, and gossip about the great deeds of the boss gradually took over the rhythm of life in the studio, one day in late October, the studio suddenly ushered in a man wearing The mysterious guest with sunglasses.

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Hurry up and hurry up, it still falls after twelve o'clock.