novelraw Chapter 107 is finished.
Chapter 107 is finished.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly.
Qian Lang's office is not large, but it is very tidy.
Against the wall is a row of bookshelves, crammed with all sorts of film and television-related books and magazines.
A potted green ivy sits by the window, its leaves drooping down and glistening in the sunlight.
The desk faces the window, and on it sits a computer, several stacks of documents, and a pen holder.
Next to the pen holder was a stack of white paper.
Yan Danchen sat on the sofa, while Zhao Jian and Qian Lang were chatting, but she wasn't really paying attention.
She was actually quite confused today.
He was filming on set in the morning, but Zhao Jian dragged him out at noon.
They said they wanted to create a promotional song for Chang'e.
The key point is, Chang'e isn't the main character in "The Lotus Lantern," is she?
Why isn't the promotional song for Chenxiang?
Just then, Qian Lang across from her looked at her.
"When I met Teacher Yan yesterday, I had a strong feeling. I'm not afraid of being laughed at by Teacher Yan, but when I saw you yesterday, I felt that this is exactly what Chang'e should look like."
Yan Danchen was taken aback.
That's a lot...
She quickly tried to be polite.
However, Qian Lang raised his hand at this moment, signaling her not to speak.
His expression also became focused.
Looking at her is like looking at a work of art.
Yan Danchen was even more confused.
She unconsciously looked at Zhao Jian.
Zhao Jian's face was also very serious.
What is that?
Yan Danchen was speechless.
She had no choice but to sit quietly and let Qian Lang watch her.
It made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
The office fell completely silent.
This atmosphere lasted for a minute.
One minute later, the money started to move.
He quickly grabbed a pen and paper from the desk, leaned over the coffee table, and wrote down the first line of lyrics.
"The person in my dream, a familiar face."
You are the tenderness I cherish.
Yan Danchen stared in astonishment, her mouth slightly agape.
Are these lyrics?
Why does it sound like a love confession to her?
At that moment, Qian Lang was looking at her again.
This time, Qian Lang changed his angle and looked at her from the side.
Another half minute passed.
Qian Lang wrote down the second sentence.
Even if tears drown the heavens and the earth
I will not let go.
Qian Lang was also helpless.
He wants to show off; he wants to be like a peacock displaying its tail feathers.
This is the only way he can play.
Only by playing like this can you absolutely intimidate Yan Danchen.
This is not.
He had already seen the look of surprise on Yan Danchen's face.
Time passed second by second.
The office remained quiet.
Qian Lang looked at Yan Danchen for a while, then wrote down a line of lyrics.
What should have taken him two minutes to write took him more than an hour.
Yan Danchen went from being surprised to being dumbfounded.
She only had one thought in her mind right now—was her face a song?
"Teacher Yan, please take a look!"
As he spoke, Qian Lang handed the complete lyrics of "Myth" to Yan Danchen.
My heart was pounding with fear.
Mythology is worth 500.
He really went all out.
Yan Danchen took it, still in shock.
I was shocked by Qian Lang's talent, and also by this bizarre thing.
Actually, she had already read the lyrics once.
But now I couldn't help but watch it again.
Looking at it, I was somewhat mesmerized.
That's really well written.
Was this written for her?
She understood; it was a love story, a sad love story.
Chang'e and Hou Yi, you mean?
"Teacher Qian, what's the name of this song?"
Yan Danchen raised her head and asked softly.
Qian Lang smiled slightly.
"Chang'e! Or rather, a myth, a beautiful myth!"
Zhao Jian, a rough and uncultured man, watched with great emotion.
With that kind of skill, what girl couldn't you pick up?
If he had that ability, he would even dare to seduce the Queen Mother of the West.
"Danchen, how are you feeling?"
Zhao Jian asked a question.
Yan Danchen quickly handed the lyrics to Zhao Jian.
"Director Zhao, I'm fine, but I still need you to see it."
Zhao Jian took it and pretended to read it.
He spoke with his head down for a while.
"Mr. Qian, the lyrics are good, but what about the melody?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Lang pretended to furrow his brow.
"Old Zhao, I'm really not ready today. It's not that I'm lacking inspiration, it's that I'm lacking energy. I feel really tired right now."
"That won't do. I can't take the lyrics back for evaluation with just the lyrics."
Zhao Jian raised his head and said unhappily.
Qian Lang smiled bitterly.
"Old Zhao, don't make things difficult for me. I'm really out of energy today. Why don't you come again tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow? I'm not free tomorrow."
"What about Teacher Yan?"
Qian Lang looked at Yan Danchen.
Zhao Jian also looked at her.
Yan Danchen was still thinking about the lyrics.
It was only then that I came to my senses.
"I happen to have no filming tomorrow."
"Alright, Danchen, come see President Qian alone tomorrow. I'm leaving this matter to you."
"Okay, sure!"
Yan Danchen smiled and agreed.
Then, without realizing it, she looked at Qian Lang, who was also looking at her at that moment.
Their eyes met, then she immediately looked away.
Qian Lang also pretended to quickly look away.
At this moment, Zhao Jian stood up.
"Mr. Qian, we'll be going now."
"No, it's lunchtime. Eat before you leave."
Qian Lang also stood up and quickly spoke.
"No, no, Danchen, what about you?"
"I'm going back too."
"Mr. Qian, really, I'm not eating anymore. Next time you come to the film set, it'll be on me, okay?"
"You."
Qian Lang smiled and shook his head.
Then, as usual, they saw the two off from the company.
When Qian Lang returned, he couldn't help but laugh in his office.
Zhao Jian's acting is good.
Laugh at your own naiveté.
Even more laughter—life still holds poetry and distant horizons!
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The weather was so-so the next day.
The sky darkened.
Qian Lang arrived at the company at 9 o'clock sharp.
Because he had arranged to meet Yan Danchen at 9:30.
only!
"What brings you here?"
Qian Lang stared blankly at Liu Yifei.
At 9:15, Liu Yifei pushed open the door to his office.
"Can't I come?"
Liu Yifei was not at all shy.
Once inside the office, I sat down on the sofa.
"No, you should at least say hello before you come."
"I was just passing by and thought I'd stop by. I was leaving if you weren't here, hehe, but you're here."
Liu Yifei said with a smile.
Then he casually pulled out a magazine from the side.
He seemed to be saying, "I'm going to stay for a long time."
Qian Lang became anxious.
Yan Danchen will be here soon.
If this girl causes trouble here, his plans will be ruined.
"Well, I have guests coming over in a bit, it's not really appropriate for you to be here."
Qian Lang said.
"It's alright, your guest is here, I'll go outside and wait."
Liu Yifei said nonchalantly.
Just then, Qian Lang's door opened again.
It was Lin Sisi who came in.
"Mr. Qian, Miss Yan Danchen has arrived."
Qian Lang rolled his eyes.
But what could he do at that moment?
"Then I'll go outside and wait for you."
Liu Yifei listened.
Its eyes spun like a top.
He then stood up and walked out.
At the door, she met Yan Danchen.
"Oh, are you Senior Sister Yan Danchen?"
Liu Yifei said in surprise.
Qian Lang slapped his forehead in his office—it's all over.