I became a music industry godfather by writing confidantes.

Chapter 004: Sudden Change in Art Style

"Junior, it's almost lunchtime. Let's have lunch together. There's a really good private restaurant near the company."

Yang Du, who was pondering how to complete the system task, suddenly brightened up when he heard this.

His gaze fell on Tao Cheng and Sister Hong, and his brain quickly categorized the samples in front of him.

Tao Cheng is a young, unmarried, naive, and inexperienced girl.

Sister Hong is married, experienced, and a mature woman.

Hmm, Sister Hong could add another workplace label.

As a man who has never been in a relationship, he certainly doesn't understand those dramatic, life-and-death love stories.

But aren't these two living, breathing women of different ages the perfect audience and subject of emotional literature?

It's okay if you don't understand it yet, as long as you know how to make use of the social resources available around you.

It is perfectly reasonable, absolutely reasonable, to humbly seek advice from women on how to handle emotional literature.

"Sure," Yang Du agreed with a smile without hesitation. "Thank you so much, senior. I happen to have some professional questions I'd like to ask you."

Hongjie, who was standing to the side, had clearly seen the moment when Yang Du's eyes lit up, and her heart skipped a beat.

Having been in the industry for so many years, what kind of looks hasn't she seen?

Yang Du's eyes were practically shining when he looked at Tao Cheng just now!

And then I think about the blog post Yang Du made late last night...

"You two won't work out!" Sister Hong decisively rejected this budding romance in her mind.

Who is Tao Cheng?

Jinshi Music is currently promoting a rising female singer who released her first album last year to great acclaim. She can be considered one of the most promising young female singers.

Now is the golden period for expanding one's career and striking while the iron is hot; it is also the most crucial period for advancement.

At this critical juncture, falling in love would be tantamount to ruining one's future.

"It seems I'm the only one left to play the villain in breaking up this loving couple."

Thinking this, Sister Hong silently straightened her back and her eyes sharpened.

……

Since Tao Cheng was treating everyone to dinner and had just finalized the producer for the single, it was impossible for her to invite only Yang Du.

Fang Lei happily joined the dinner party, while the other company executives, being shrewd individuals, all declined, saying they had other things to attend to.

As for producer Wang Shihui, he had just been thoroughly humiliated by Yang Du and left under the pretext of feeling unwell.

After all, he had just lost a game, and now he had to sit at a table and force a smile, which was indeed a torment; he couldn't bear to lose face.

So the four of them got into the company's van and headed to the restaurant.

This private restaurant is extremely hidden, with no signboard, operates on a membership system, and is frequently visited by people in the industry, ensuring excellent confidentiality.

Inside the private room, after several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere was warm and relaxed.

Of course, due to their profession, Tao Cheng and Yang Du both substituted tea for alcohol in order to protect their voices.

"Young Yang, you really opened the eyes of us old guys in the conference room today."

Fang Lei, the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, held a wine glass and looked at Yang Du with a smile, his tone full of trying to win him over.

"If you have any good songs like 'Flammable and Explosive' in the future, even if it's just a demo, you must give priority to Jinshi Music. We will definitely satisfy you."

"Director Fang, you're too kind. This collaboration with Jinshi Music has been very pleasant. If there are suitable projects in the future, I will definitely give priority to my senior and the company."

Yang Du's answer was watertight, demonstrating his deep understanding of the importance of mutual flattery in business.

At this stage, the contract offered by Jinshi Music is very sincere. The two parties have just reached a cooperation agreement, so the atmosphere at the meeting was naturally harmonious. In addition, the agent, Sister Hong, is very good at socializing, which made the atmosphere even more familiar.

While keeping the atmosphere lively with her witty remarks, Sister Hong also kept an eye on Yang Du.

However, aside from the necessary conversations, Yang Du focused solely on eating from beginning to end.

As time went by and the dinner party drew to a close, Yang Du put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and cleared his throat.

"Senior."

coming!

Sister Hong's hand, which was holding a slice of watermelon, suddenly stopped. Alarm bells rang in her mind, and she felt the hairs on her body stand on end.

You're being foolish, Yang Du. You just signed a contract with Jinshi Music, and your career is just starting to take off. Are you already trying to show off in front of Director Fang?

Isn't this just plain courting death?

"What's wrong, junior? Is there anything else we need to coordinate regarding the recording of the upcoming single?"

"No, it has nothing to do with work." Yang Du shook his head.

He placed his hands on the table, his expression extremely serious, as if he were about to discuss some serious topic.

Yang Du slowly swept his gaze over the two women in front of him, feeling a little guilty, but still straightened his back: "I would like to ask you a question, about women's psychological logic and emotional conflicts."

Director Fang: "..."

Sister Hong: "Huh?"

Isn't this an expression of affection?

Tao Cheng: "Huh? Relationship problems?"

She pointed to herself, looking completely bewildered: "Me?"

"Yes." Yang Du replied without changing his expression, speaking with confidence.

What does social death matter when faced with system rewards?

Can you eat your shame?

Can you exchange your face for the project files of "Painting Heart"?

As long as I'm not embarrassed, then it's others who are embarrassed!

During the ride in the van, Yang Du had already figured things out.

The system is giving too much.

Whether it's random skill experience cards or songs like "Painting Heart" dropping directly, these are the foundations that will give him the confidence to have a say in the future when dealing with capital.

If that's the case, then what's the point of being pretentious?

We must treat the creation of emotional literature as a serious matter!

To make his abrupt question seem natural, Yang Du calmly raised his banner: "My inspiration actually came from the lyrics of the song 'Flammable and Explosive' that we just heard."

He spoke eloquently, analyzing with an air of authority: "Listen to these two sentences: you want me to be aloof yet also frivolous and vulgar, you want me to be sunny yet also alluring without wavering. Who is demanding this of 'me'? Is it men, or society?"

"Following this line of thought, I conceived a... well, a scenario with a lot of dramatic tension."

See how good I am at talking!

From music to lyrics, and then to emotional literature, the logic is complete.

Yang Du silently gave himself a thumbs up.

Upon hearing that the inspiration came from songwriting, Director Fang gave an "Oh~" look.

It turns out he was looking for inspiration.

"Imagine a female protagonist who, for the man she deeply loves, compromises and changes herself. In the outside world, she is a glamorous designer and a strong woman. At home, she is a virtuous wife who cooks and cleans, capable in both formal and domestic settings."

"However, her husband still cheated on her."

When confronted, her husband confidently replied—

Yang Du cleared his throat again and recited his carefully crafted lines, word by word, with great emotion:

"Yes, Qingya is not as outstanding as you, not as beautiful as you, and not as good at making money as you!"

"But at least she knows how to be a woman, a wife!"

"Only in her presence do I feel like a husband, a man! From beginning to end, did you even consider my feelings? I have dignity too; I'm a man!"

"Let's get a divorce."

"Pfft—" Sister Hong spat out a mouthful of tea, choking and turning her face bright red. "Cough cough cough cough cough!"

Despite the strange looks from the three men, Yang Du humbly asked, "I'd like to know, in this situation, how should the female lead answer to express that complex mix of love and hate, and heart-wrenching pain?"

The private room fell into a deathly silence that lasted for ten seconds.

"Junior..."

Tao Cheng finally managed to find her voice again, her expression indescribable.

"Have you encountered anything unclean while you were working late into the night composing music lately?"