Winter nights always come so quickly. Before Lin Han could go out, the lights outside were on, and the dazzling lights and the New Year-style display jointly supported the prosperity of the night.

The bars in Sanlitun have never been short of people. Whether Chinese or foreigners, they all let themselves go in the bar.

For outsiders, there are many black shops in Sanlitun, and if you are not careful, you will be cheated of thousands of dollars.

Wang Hao is a local in Yanjing City, so the bars he found naturally will not have a wide range of consumption.

The lights in the noisy bar were a little dim. When Lin Han found Wang Hao, this guy was chatting with a girl on the bar. It seemed that he was about to get his mobile phone number.

In order not to interrupt at critical moments, he decided not to rush over. However, the sharp-eyed Wang Hao accidentally saw Lin Han and waved his hand hard: "Lin Han, here!"

"You came quite early."

Lin Han punched Wang Hao in the shoulder, and he said to the bartender: "Get a dozen beers first."

After seeing the two of them chatting, the beauty smiled and left, "You guys talk, I'll go find friends."

"It seems like I'm not the time to let you go tonight's goal."

Wang Hao pointed to the seat over there, and he smiled and said, "It's not possible tonight. I have to go home, just chat. You can do it. You should go to the literature department or the editorial department when you are in college. It's a waste of talent to come to the director department."

Wang Hao has learned a lot about his friends’ news recently. He is the author of the highest sales of science fiction novel this year, the Galaxy Award Triple Crown, the Micro Novel British Award, etc.

"How do you know I'm wasting? I'll scare you to death when I shoot science fiction novels in the future." Lin Han picked up the bottle and took a sip of beer. He looked up at the fancy bartender performing on the stage over there. "Now my brother is a millionaire. I want to drink whatever he wants tonight, but don't come to Lafite for 1982."

Wang Hao widened his eyes and said, "Damn it, writing novels is so profitable? Please give me some advice. If I don't ask for a million, I can earn 100,000 and 200,000!"

"You CCTV employees are still short of money?" Lin Han said with great contempt. He has never heard of such a place that is still short of money.

Wang Hao sighed, and shook his head and said, "If you want to live a stable life, the salary here is pretty good, with a monthly salary of more than 10,000 yuan, and bonuses and subsidies. But the monthly salary of 10,000 yuan is almost the lower-middle in Yanjing City, and you have to rely on your family to buy a house."

CCTV has a strict hierarchy system. The highest level is formal employees with national public institutions. Secondly, Taiwan hires employees and enterprises hires employees. Both are labor dispatch systems. There is an agreement signed by CCTV and a third-party company. The last level is outsourced employees. Basically, they are not people from CCTV, but they work in the CCTV building.

Lin Han didn't know how to comfort his friends, so he patted Wang Hao on the shoulder, "Every profession is risky. If you become a director of CCTV One, the salary is low, but the benefits and subsidies are high. I'm waiting for you to take charge of the show one day. At that time, you must invite me to show your face on your show."

"I originally thought that Journey to the West could be broadcast as soon as possible so that I could get a large bonus, but the post-production side was all done, and the special effects team was ready, but the soundtrack was all stuck in it, and five or six composers had already returned in a defeat."

As a big deal, the TV series Journey to the West has attracted a lot of attention, and the broadcasting rights have been sold for several rounds before it was broadcast.

As the producer, CCTV is naturally the first to broadcast it. It will be the turn of local TV stations to broadcast it after CCTV has finished broadcasting for one round. Even so, it has earned hundreds of millions of yuan in broadcasting rights, not to mention the sky-high advertising sold by CCTV.

Of course, it is impossible to implant advertisements in the TV series Journey to the West. However, before, during and after the TV series is broadcast, the advertisements have been tendered, and the bidder directly takes out more than 100 million yuan in fees. This is not because variety shows have the right to naming.

No matter what the perspective is, Wang Hao particularly hopes that the TV series will be released soon. This is his first time participating in a big production.

As an earthling, Lin Han also wanted to see what Journey to the West in this world looks like. Now there is finally an insider, so he asked: "What's wrong with the soundtrack? Can't CCTV find a suitable soundtrack?"

Wang Hao didn't doubt that he was there, and now he started to complain: "The director denied all the composers. Some of them wrote several episodes, and they used symphony, and all of them were from the folk orchestra. But none of them could meet the standards, and now they have a headache."

The soundtrack is crucial to the role of a TV series, which can be used to express the theme, dominate emotions or portray the character of the characters. A good TV series soundtrack can set off and render, and can often better reveal the inner world of the main characters in the play and create an environmental atmosphere, and then resonate deeply in the audience's hearts.

Lin Han has watched Journey to the West countless times. When he was a child, he almost never missed an episode. Even if he replayed it many times, he still enjoyed it. He even knew what to perform later, but he couldn't stop. It was a must-have TV series during the winter and summer vacations, representing the youthful years of generations.

"Actually, I have also studied some composing things, otherwise I would recommend myself?"

Wang Hao was drinking, but when he heard this, he got out of breath. Then he lowered his head and started coughing desperately, and the beer entered the trachea.

He patted his chest hard, his face flushed, "You are drunk after just two bottles of wine. What kind of music do you write about a novel? It's obvious that it's a mess for me."

This is really wronged Lin Han. If it were the soundtracks of other TV series, he would not do it at all. But it happened to be Journey to the West. When Lin Han was on Earth, he helped turn on the Weibo of Mr. Xu Jingqing, the composer of Journey to the West, and wanted to help this old man realize his dream and hold a Journey to the West theme concert.

However, a few years have passed, and the Weibo reposts are very small and still have not been formed. Even the old man has not made any concerts even if he is running around.

When Teacher Yan Su, who was singing the theme song, left, the concert still did not start. Therefore, Lin Han carefully searched the soundtrack of the TV series online, read various analysis in detail, and knew how many seconds to use what instrument to use, which section should be played, and what segment should be played.

Now he wants to treat art with a scientific attitude. Although this seems unfair to art, this is already the limit that Lin Han can do.

He didn't know much about music. He used his feelings to simply dabble in it, but now he can only replicate it with powerful memories.
Chapter completed!