After the day of shooting, Liu Yufei was very tired and didn't even think about getting up when she lay on the sofa.

"Sangsang, get me a bottle of water."

However, there was no response.

"Sangsang..."

"Are you dead?"

"Sangsang, where are the people?"

However, there was still no response.

The fairy sister, who had a good temper, was angry and stood up from the sofa with a "scarlet" and supported her tired body to look for the little assistant who wanted to make a fuss.

Have a temper grown, right?

You can't command you anymore, right?

Believe it or not, fire you?

After leaving the bedroom, I found my little assistant sitting in a chair with her back facing her, looking down at her cell phone.

At this moment, Sister Shen became even more angry.

Hey, this little assistant!

He was furious.

My sister has been filming a movie for a day and is very tired. Well, you little assistant is so lazy to treat your work?

Believe it or not and fire you immediately!

She walked towards the little assistant angrily, but the more she walked, the more she realized something was wrong.

The little assistant's shoulders were shaking, with nasal sounds and whimpers. Is this... crying?

Sister hasn't fired you yet!

Becoming closer, the sobs became louder.

What seems to be something wrong?

"Sangsang...Sangsang, what's wrong with you?" Sister Shen shoved with a hand.

The little assistant then realized that his artist boss was standing behind him, but he still didn't seem to have escaped from the sob and sad state. He said with red eyes: "Sister Yufei, grandma... grandma's ashes were blown away by the wind."

Knock!

Liu Yufei's heart beat suddenly!

What?

Grandma? Ashes? Your family passed away?

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Why not take leave to go back?

I used to think that she was passive and not doing her job properly. Now it seems... this is even more workaholic than a workaholic, and she is extremely dedicated.

Liu Yufei's nose was also a little sore, she sat down and hugged the little assistant's little head, comforted her: "Okay, don't be sad! Otherwise, I'll allow you to take a week off and go back and have a look, after all, death is the most important thing."

"Uh-huh?"

The little assistant subconsciously responded, and then felt...it seemed to be something wrong.

After being confused for a while, she finally realized what was wrong and suddenly struggled away from the boss's arms.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Sister Yufei, I... I'm fascinated by reading the novel just now, and I didn't hear you calling me. I... I'll go now... That's right, Sister Yufei, is there anything wrong with you calling me?"

Liu Yufei was also a little confused, but she reacted much faster than her assistant and instantly realized that she was wasting her expression. At the same time, she was also a little crying without tears. This misunderstanding made a fuss!

I really want to scold her, but... I really don't have the strength.

She lay depressedly on the chair where the little assistant had been sitting before, and waved her hand: "Go and get me a bottle of mineral water."

"Oh, OK, Sister Yufei."

Artists bring their own water when filming outside, especially female artists, who are really worried about the people outside. What if they get medicine? This kind of thing has happened before. Of course, the mineral water in the hotel is relatively safe, and she occasionally goes shopping for some expensive mineral water to prepare.

Soon the little assistant took a bottle of Lauquen and ran back: "Give it, Sister Yufei."

After taking a sip of pure natural and pollution-free mineral water from a 1,500-foot aquifer, Liu Yufei finally felt that she was still alive.

It's really tiring to film.

Today, the director didn't know if he had any blood injected, so he actually filmed nearly two hundred pieces.

God!

It's simply not to treat people as human beings.

"By the way, what did you say just now, "Grandma's ashes were blown away"? Are you reading a novel?"

The little assistant hid his phone behind him in a embarrassed manner, as if he was ashamed of being away from work hours: "Uh... Sister Yufei, I'm sorry, this book is so popular recently."

"What's the name, I'll take a look."

Liu Yufei is a bookworm. She always reads books and takes notes when she doesn't sleep on the set. Deng Chao also complained about her. How many people can do it when she can read books quietly in a noisy environment?

"Uh, it's called "Sword of Fairy", which is on Singularity.com. It's very popular recently, with more than a hundred leaders." It seems that I have found like-minded allies, and the little assistant is enthusiastic about recommending them to his artists.

Unfortunately, the artist was very tired today and was not in the mood to discuss the plot with her.

After knowing which book it was, I turned around and went back to my room to sleep. I was so tired that I didn’t even want to eat.

The little assistant looked aggrieved: "..."

The next day when she was having lunch on the set, she took out her cell phone to read the "very popular" book. However, before she could click in, she was attracted by the comments below.

/"June Rain" is so nice, but I don't believe it for a hundred people. This song will be written, composed, arranged and sung by the author himself./

What?

Quadrathon?

Liu Yufei was stunned. She had signed a contract with Sony, so she naturally knew how difficult it was to get through the music industry. There was no quadripolarism at all, and the triathlon was already regarded as a treasure by major companies.

It's not that there is no tetrathora.

It is someone who can write lyrics, compose, arrange and sing by himself, and hum whatever he wants. Who can't?

But, what is that thing that Te Meow hum?

Now that a tetrapole has appeared, and he is still writing novels?

God, are you pranking me?

/I don't believe it either. This is too strong, so strong that I doubt life./

/How can an otaku writer be a musical talent!/

/I don't believe it either. The author must be really quadrogen, and I will live broadcast Chi Xiang./

/ I have successfully captured the upstairs. If you don't broadcast live on the storm, I can mail you fresh ones for free./

"Puff--" Liu Yufei, who was eating, almost squirted. She quickly skipped these unnutritious comments and looked back.

/Don't you know whether it's true or not at 7 o'clock tomorrow?

/That's right, why are you talking here? Is it meaningful? The author has said that it will be broadcast live on Sohu Weibo at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, and then arrange and sing live. It's really not true, it's clear at a glance./

——— [Tomorrow night, Sohu Weibo will live broadcast and arrange and sing.]

Nani?

Liu Yufei was stunned again. What is it true or false, and she arranged the song on the spot?

How is this possible!

She signed with Sony and released an album. Although the sales were bleak, she knew very well how long the production cycle of a song was.

How much time does it usually take for singers, arrangers, etc. to create a song?

First of all, it depends on your personal ability. Through the harmony, melody, rhythm, lyrics, etc. of the work, if it goes well, you can usually complete the work in about half a month or a month.

And inspiration is hard to come by.

If it doesn't go well, it won't be surprising for several months!

Therefore, Liu Yufei subconsciously felt that the author of "Ants Going Down the Mountain" was either a liar who was playing tricks or had already prepared a substitute.

However, she still clicked on Miaoku.com and spent two yuan to download "June Rain" to hear what this is.

When the melody was remembered, she was stunned. Based on his experience at Sony, it was not difficult to tell that this was a rare and good song.

I wondered again, is it really omnipotent or an artificial singer?

The beautiful melody and moving singing sing the waiting and persistence for love.

Because it was released by the public.

So she was not the only one who was stunned in an instant, but the entire noisy crew... became quiet.
Chapter completed!