novelraw 51 Joined the Composition Department
51 Joined the Composition Department
That evening, Zheng Ning held a small solo concert in the bar.
He especially highlighted his new song, "Seven Mile Fragrance".
"It's beautiful! It shares the same healing quality as 'Rice Fragrance'!"
Tourists who came specifically to see him gave him a thumbs up, saying they would definitely help him patronize the bar and promote it. Zheng Ning also generously took photos and signed autographs with them. Everyone was happy, and the bar's revenue that night was more than three times that of usual.
Uncle Wang also said that after returning, he would start the formation of Zheng Ning's fan club in Shuncheng as soon as possible, and he would serve as the head of the fan club, with Zhao Gang serving as the deputy head.
Zheng Ning also expressed his high expectations for this. Although he had quickly gained the support of many fans, to be fair, those fans were too scattered and lacked cohesion, so they didn't have much fighting power.
……
The three-day New Year's Day holiday was spent in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.
After the holiday, he had to report to the composition department of Feiyang Entertainment's branch in Shuncheng.
Speaking of joining the composition department of Flying Entertainment.
Zheng Ning, who is currently a senior in college and has never interned at a company before, still looks on with anticipation.
The three days passed amidst praise and flattery from parents, neighbors, and relatives and friends.
Today is January 4, 2011, which is also the day Zheng Ning joined the Flying Music Composition Department.
Early in the morning, his agent Zhao Lu personally led him into the building located in the center of Shuncheng City, a building with a novel and handsome design that he would always glance at when passing by.
"I've investigated for you. The composition department at the Shuncheng branch currently has about 10 people."
She led Zheng Ning into the elevator and introduced him to the elevator as it ascended.
"The minister is a middle-aged man who is almost 50 years old. His name is Yang Weiqun. He is a veteran of the company and was once a very influential composer."
"Most of the other people are also talented composers recruited from all over the country... Hmm, we've reached the 10th floor, let's go down."
Zheng Ning stepped into the workplace for the first time with excitement.
He had expected to see a group of handsome, well-dressed, and highly capable colleagues.
Little did he know that after Zhao Lu led him to his workstation, he would see that all the guys around him were dressed so improperly!
Some people are wearing ancient-style wide-sleeved robes.
Some people are cosplaying the most popular movie characters.
Some people wore Taoist robes, and although they were men, their hair was longer than that of women, and they were combed into a Taoist bun at the back of their heads.
They weren't dressed in anything particularly outlandish, but none of them were wearing formal attire.
"this……"
He glanced down at his newly bought gray suit and shiny leather shoes, and felt like a clown.
"Oh, a new person has arrived?"
Zheng Ning was scrutinizing each of her future colleagues.
But a sharp-eyed colleague sitting on the far side noticed and called out, and everyone's eyes turned to them.
"Oh? It's been a long time since we've had a new employee at our Shuncheng branch. Xiao Wang, wasn't it a year ago?"
"That's right, all those people think they're unparalleled geniuses, that Shuncheng can't tolerate them, and they all want to go to Hengcheng headquarters."
"However, to be honest, we haven't been very efficient on our end; we've won several orders but haven't been able to complete them..."
Don't say discouraging things in front of the newcomer!
"Hey, it's Sister Zhao! Sister Zhao, you personally brought the new employee to join the company? Who else has such a big reputation?"
As soon as Zheng Ning entered the area, he felt a wonderful warmth.
One of the young men, who was very tall and looked as thin as a bamboo pole, saw Zhao Lu and waved to her enthusiastically.
"Hey, Xiao Wang, long time no see! How's it going since you started over a year ago? Let me introduce you to Zheng Ning, the newest member of our Shuncheng composition department!"
Zhao Lu stepped aside and made a gesture of demonstration to Zheng Ning.
"Zheng Ning? That name sounds familiar; I feel like I've heard it somewhere before?"
"Indeed, he seems vaguely familiar. Is he some kind of celebrity?"
"Are you all stupid? Have you ever heard of 'Rice Fragrance'? Have you ever heard of 'Chengdu'?"
"Holy crap, no way? Zheng Ning, the author of 'Rice Fragrance'? You really are Zheng Ning, the author of 'Rice Fragrance'?"
In an instant, the area erupted in excitement!
"Ahem... I'm Zheng Ning, a newcomer. Please take good care of me, seniors!"
Fortunately, Zheng Ning had already faced many audiences through busking, resident singing, and commercial performances, and she is no longer as socially awkward as she was at the beginning.
Although he was a little nervous, he still bowed slightly to everyone in a very generous manner.
"Hey, it really is you! Xiao Zheng, your 'Rice Fragrance' is great, I really like it!"
Xiao Wang, who knew Zhao Lu, stood up from his chair, took a few quick steps forward, and warmly shook Zheng Ning's right hand.
"I was also introduced into the industry by Sister Zhao, so I'm considered your senior. It's nice to meet you."
Xiao Wang is thin and tall, looking like a bamboo pole, at least 1.9 meters tall.
But at this moment, he had a warm smile on his face, and even looked a bit like a fanboy.
"This guy, Xiao Wang, always felt that writing sad love songs was a dead end, so he spent all his time racking his brains trying to come up with something new to his songs, especially trying to create that kind of pastoral and refreshing atmosphere..."
Several colleagues nearby began to whisper among themselves.
"Who would have thought that the song he had been struggling to come up with for more than half a year would actually be written by this newcomer, and it hit the nail on the head. It seems that he really admires this newcomer."
"Ahem, don't talk about me like that. Don't you guys really like 'Rice Fragrance' yourselves? Old Long, didn't you just listen to it at noon? You even told me that Zheng Ning is such a good songwriter that he must have signed with the company's composition department, and there's a high chance he'll be working at Hengcheng's headquarters!"
The man in his thirties, dressed in a Taoist robe and with a long Taoist bun, didn't seem annoyed when he heard what he said. He chuckled, stood up, and gave Zheng Ning a cupped-hand salute.
"Zheng Ning, it's true that seeing is believing. Just as Xiao Wang said, I especially love your song 'Rice Fragrance,' which brings a refreshing breeze to our Xizhou pop music scene. Let's exchange ideas more often in the future."
"Oh, okay, okay, Brother Long, right? I'll definitely learn from you more in the future!"
Seeing that the other party actually bowed to him, Zheng Ning dared not presume and also imitated him with an awkward cupped-hand salute.
"Heh, kid Zheng, stop pretending. Everyone knows you're some 'composition genius' the company's packaging. You're probably just here to get some prestige, and then you'll only show up once in a long while to put on a show..."
The composition department was in a pleasant atmosphere when a strange, sarcastic voice suddenly came from a corner.