Why Can’t I Play Games

The tune of "Blue and White Porcelain" is not difficult to compose.

but……

Zhou Yang was extraordinarily serious. Every note was cycled in his mind several times, turning into a melody, and finally he wrote it down.

After the spectrum comes out.

He proofread again and again to make sure that he sang similarly to Zhang Yang before proceeding to the next step.

What could have been done in half an hour, he hadn't finished in two hours.

period.

Manager Li Ziwen gently opened the door and delivered lunch.

but……

As if he didn't see the manager, he was still obsessed with the score.

In fact...

Zhou Yang is definitely a very serious person.

This is related to his previous life experience.

Before his debut, he worked as a waiter in a bar on Taiwan Island.

At that time, as a young man, he had encountered the kind of star who made him unattainable and only existed on TV.

At that time, he watched them spend a lot of money, standing in the most shining place under the protection of security guards.

He used to envy them.

I envy their overnight success, I envy them that they can make a lot of money with one song, and one endorsement is his salary for ten years.

So, he changed his job and tried his best to be a tea server in a little-known company, working diligently every day, just for a chance...

He was once said with a smile, if you can compose ten songs for me within three days, I will promise you to join the company and help you release a single.

Surrounded by people making jokes.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a joke.

However, he felt that this was a hard-won opportunity.

He locked himself in the house, torturing himself crazily, and spent every day tortured by various notes.

finally……

When he came to the company on the morning of the fourth day, he not only composed ten pieces of music with disheveled hair, but even wrote three songs!

The boss was shocked by his persistence.

Under the attention of all the people, the boss was a little bit hesitant to step down, and finally randomly took out a piece of music in his song and helped him release a single.

That song was Zhou Yang's debut single "Don't Give Up".

Although the sales volume of that song was mediocre among all singers, in that era when the kings of heaven ruled, not only did they not lose money, but they also made a small profit...

He showed the boss potential, and later...

He walked step by step, climbed step by step, and finally burst into flames!

Along the way, everyone can only see his bright side, and no one has ever known how many days and nights of torture lie behind him.

………………………………………

noon.

Zhang Yang looked in the direction of the office after lunch.

Zhou Yang still didn't come out.

Manager Li Ziwen stood at the door and shook his head helplessly.

Obviously, Zhou Yang didn't have lunch.

Zhang Yang suddenly felt an indescribable admiration for Zhou Yang.

Some people's success is inevitable.

And some people...

Zhang Yang thought about himself, and then suddenly felt that he was a bit opportunistic. Although he was not cheating along the way, he was also targeting the weakness of human nature.

The thick-skinned existence is as ostentatious, but there is still such a slight ripple in his heart.

After the ripples are over...

Zhang Yang took out his chewing gum, found a chair and sat down.

actually……

I should also calm myself down and study hard.

Crooked ways can give me good benefits for a while, but it won't last long after all...

Even if I earn tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, in the future, I may not be happy.

After all, the money...

Forehead……

Can hundreds of millions buy a villa in Yanjing now? Do you want to buy a car after buying the villa in Yanjing?

What car am I buying?

Sports car or SUV?

BMW?

Mercedes?

Or Lamborghini?

It seems that Rolls Royce is also good!

After you have a car, do you want another girlfriend?

etc!

If it was Bai Fumei, would it save me twenty years of struggle...

However, it seems that self-made, a strong woman who struggles like Mr. Chen is also very good?

So, how to choose?

Zhang Yang originally planned to reflect on himself.

But when he sat down, the thing in his mind inexplicably changed to buying a garden villa in Yanjing in the future.

Thinking about it, he involuntarily frowned slightly, glanced at Chen Weiwei, and then looked out the window.

……………………………

not far away.

Although more than an hour has passed.

But Sun Lili is still in an unbelievable dreamlike state.

She looked at Zhou Yang's manager, Li Ziwen.

Then he looked at Chen Weiwei who was going up to Li Ziwen to do something...

His eyes finally settled on Zhang Yang.

Isn't Mr. Zhang a game maker? How come, write a song?

Then……

What exactly did Mr. Zhang write to make Zhou Yang stay in it for so long?

Countless questions echoed in her mind...

However, no matter how I think about it, I can't think of the answer!

Under the sunlight, Zhang Yang's eyes seemed to be very profound, sometimes extremely wise, sometimes sighing, and sometimes worried.

Mr. Zhang must be thinking about the company's future plans and the problems it will face in the future, right?

Why……

After all, starting such a company at such a young age basically puts all the burden on him, so he must be under a lot of pressure.

So talented, so young, yet so hardworking...

Why!

Such a boss, if he doesn't succeed, he will be a ghost!

As she thought about it, she felt some admiration and anticipation unconsciously!

I have full confidence in the future of my company!

Not only her, but even Zhao Hang, Zhong Chongwen, Ge Yumiao and others from Cosmic Science and Technology have no intention of working.

They stayed in front of the computer, staring at the office from time to time like sleepwalking, and also staring at Zhang Yang from time to time.

Shocked, unbelievable, dazed, demented, stunned...

Various expressions appeared on their faces.

The more they looked at it, the more they felt that Zhang Yang was unfathomable.

They can't even dream of it.

At this moment, Zhang Yang's mind is full of sports cars, Bai Fumei and the future...

………………………

half an hour later.

The door of the office finally opened.

Li Ziwen immediately greeted him.

She saw Zhou Yang running out of the room excitedly holding the manuscript.

"Sister Li..."

"Zhou Yang, what's wrong?"

"The score is over, by the way, Zhang Yang, where is Mr. Zhang?"

Zhou Yang searched around for Zhang Yang, and when he saw Zhang Yang sitting on a chair, he immediately trotted over regardless of his image.

"Huh? Mr. Zhou?"

"Mr. Zhang, I have finished composing your "Qilixiang" and "Blue and White Porcelain"! At the same time, I also wrote a song called "Dream Chaser". Help me to read it!" Zhou said. Yang very excitedly picked up a manuscript and handed it to Zhang Yang.

"What?" Zhang Yang woke up from his fantasy, and then stared blankly at the densely written song score.

He was a little dazed.

"I ran out of creative inspiration a few days ago... Later, after watching your "Blue and White Porcelain" and "Qilixiang", I thought of your company, and suddenly I had an idea. This is a group of young people who are fighting for their dreams. In fact, I also planned my MV. Now, I sincerely invite every colleague in the company to record my MV... It won't take up too much of your time, as long as you leave a few words for the future alright……"

"..."

Zhou Yang was talking enthusiastically while looking at everyone in the company...

Everyone was shocked by Zhou Yang's words!

Almost jumped up with excitement.

But Zhang Yang is still in a daze at this moment.

What the hell?

etc!

There is such a good thing?

Zhang Yang opened his mouth, wanting to say something more...

Then, his phone rang.

He answered the phone subconsciously!

"Mr. Zhang, you liar! I want to sue you now. Your company used my writing and drawing for commercial purposes without my permission. You are breaking the law. I have already hired a lawyer... We're already here!"

"..." Zhang Yang heard Mendeleev's very angry voice.

Zhang Yang's head buzzed.

not long...

He heard a knock on the door outside.

Then...

Wu Zhuang ran out to open the door.

After opening the door, I saw the famous painter Mendeleev walking in with a lawyer and several bodyguards!

"Mr. Zhang, you are suspected of infringing my copyright. I hope to get a satisfactory answer from you now. If I can't answer, I will sue you!"

"..." After Zhang Yang looked at the menacing Mendeleev, he was frightened!

This is so...

what's the situation?

Moreover, how did Mendeleev himself come to the door?

this……

"Mr. Zhang, have you got my permission?"

"Mr. Mendeleev, this, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, let's sit down and talk?"

"It's not a misunderstanding, I'm asking you, Mr. Zhang, have you got my permission? I'm asking you!" Mendeleev stared at Zhang Yang.

"This...then, Mr. Mendeleev, I actually..."

"You never asked me if I agreed!"

"Then, Mr. Mendeleev, will you agree?" Zhang Yang's mind was in a mess.

"You violated my copyright and many other rights. Do you think I agree, will I bring a lawyer here?"

"Mr. Mendeleev, will you allow me to use what you wrote? If it causes trouble to you, I will compensate you according to the law... How much do you want to pay?"

"I won't allow it! I don't want you to lose any money, you evil and ugly capitalist!"

"Ah? Then, Mr. Mendeleev, if you have something to say, I...how about..." Zhang Yang suddenly felt dizzy.

If a character like Mendeleev suddenly becomes more serious.

That would be troublesome!

Well, the disaster of prison is inevitable!

Even a person like Zhang Yang began to panic at this moment!

"I will answer you officially now, I can allow you to use what I wrote! However, because you used my paintings without my consent, I will not get your consent first, and I will also use them without my consent. You have a global exhibition for your image paintings! At the same time, my management team, including myself, will not pay you any money..."

Just when Zhang Yang was a little frightened and a little confused...

Mendeleev suddenly said this!

"What the hell?"

Zhang Yang seemed to have lost his mind.

I want to be exhibited?

Is that what you mean?

etc?

Paint my image?

When he looked at Mendeleev again...

Suddenly found Mendeleev's very angry expression, which changed instantly. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be trying to hold back something...

Seems to be holding back a laugh?

…………………………………

Almost at the same time.

In the circle of world painters, there suddenly appeared a message from the exhibition of Mendeleev's new works, which was about to be auctioned after the exhibition.

"Mendeleev's new work!"

""The Fallen Painter" will be auctioned for the exhibition, and all the proceeds from the auction will be used for charity..."

"This is a reborn work from Mendeleev..."

"The expected starting price after the exhibition..."

"Ten million!"