Seeing that Duan Huaiyu and Jiang Leyi were both stunned, she continued, “You should sing this feeling in the chorus. The prelude doesn’t need to be too long, and adds some sad interludes.”
Jiang Nanshu’s fingertips continued to play the keys. The tones were intermittent.
A song that was already considered good was elevated by Jiang Nanshu’s touches.
It was the first time Jiang Leyi saw Jiang Nanshu composing a song. The tune she hummed was truly beautiful. She had never heard such a beautiful tune before. She had a vague feeling that this song, once released, would be played on repeat.
Duan Huaiyu’s eyes lit up. Jiang Nanshu’s accomplishments in this field were truly remarkable.
“Miss, you are so good at composing music. Why don’t you become an original singer?”
“My voice isn’t good. I don’t have any singing skills.”
Duan Huaiyu frowned. Jiang Nanshu’s voice wasn’t unpleasant, and logically, someone with that kind of voice wouldn’t be bad at singing.
Jiang Leyi reached out and tugged at the corner of Duan Huaiyu’s shirt, shaking her head.
She told him to stop asking.
A year ago, Jiang Nanshu was determined to sing and said that with her voice, she would be the future queen of singing.
But in the end, she didn’t sing very well.
Jiang Leyi was afraid Jiang Nanshu would be saddened by past memories, so she told Duan Huaiyu to stop asking.
Duan Huaiyu pursed his lips, but ultimately remained silent.
Jiang Nanshu used to be able to sing.
On the day Zhou Yanxu died, she broke free from the firefighters and rushed into the burning mansion.
Her throat was injured by the thick smoke.
Later, Zhou Yanxu’s younger brother and his men fed her a bottle of pesticide. She saved her life, but it damaged her stomach and throat, so she could no longer sing.
When faced with life and death, these hobbies and interests had become insignificant. All she thought about every day was how to live a good life.
In just one afternoon, Jiang Nanshu had almost finished the revisions.
She even added many more lyrics.
She changed all of them based on the mood of the whole drama.
Duan Huaiyu and Jiang Leyi were both very satisfied.
For three days, Jiang Nanshu worked on this project.
On the same day they finished recording, Jiang Zhouye also recorded three songs. He released a short demo clip on Weibo, which instantly caused quite a stir.
He had left his previous company, only to bring his popularity to his current one.
The boy band led by Lian Xingze was currently experiencing a downturn in popularity. They were in the office, looking at their agent Huang with a sullen face and not daring to say a word.
Huang slammed a folder on the table, completely baffled.
“How did Jiang Zhouye’s voice heal? Why is he the Fourth Young Master of the Jiang family? He’s been by my side for over three years, and he even fooled me.”
He actually thought that Jiang Zhouye was a dream-chasing boy from the mountains and that he was easy to bully, so when Lian Xingze wanted the lead singer position, he turned a blind eye and let them set a trap for Jiang Zhouye.
If he knew that he was the young master of the Jiang family, he wouldn’t dare to do it even if he had a hundred times the courage.
Now, from the company leaders to the agents, everyone was regretting it so much.
This was really a case of letting go of a popular talent. Not only did they have to pay a large sum of liquidated damages, but they were also hated by the Jiang family. Now he had to endure the wrath of the company’s leaders, and his life was simply miserable.
He pinned his hopes on Lian Xingze: “Xingze, didn’t you say the Zhou family in Hong Kong are your cousins? I happen to have a trip to Hong Kong. I’ll arrange it for you.”
Somehow, he felt a little uneasy…
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