"Mr. Fang is the 19th and the last invited person." You Chuan smiled and looked at Fang Zhao with a little serious tone. "But if Mr. Fang has other plans or feels that time is too tight, he can refuse. I forgot to say just now that the first draft of the music must be made before March."

When You Chuan was talking, he also observed Fang Zhao's expression. When Fang Zhao came in, he could feel that this young man was different from other peers. He was not pretending to be calm, and even when he looked at the flamingo logo on their chests, he only showed a little surprise, without intentional concealment, nor did he feel excited about being deliberately suppressed.

Now, when I was told that I could be invited to make a soundtrack for the game opening animation produced by the famous Flamingo Company, I didn’t feel much excited, just sat there listening carefully, just like... listening to a report.

Listen to the report?

You Chuan was shocked by the metaphor that suddenly flashed through his mind, and then he felt funny again. Perhaps it was because his itinerary was too tight recently and he was busy sending invitations everywhere, so he had this hallucination. Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, You Chuan looked at Fang Zhao again, and saw Fang Zhao knocking on his fingers casually on his legs, unable to find the rules, and Fang Zhao himself... seemed to be distracted.

"Cough!" Duan Qianji next to him couldn't see it anymore and coughed to remind Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao paused his finger and turned his head to look at You Chuan, "I need to watch the opening animation first."

You Chuan thought: Can you still hear what you said just now when you are distracted?

"Yes. But Mr. Fang needs to sign a confidentiality agreement first." You Chuanduo. Fang Zhao's request was very reasonable. If Fang Zhao was rushing to agree without even watching the clip, it would disappoint You Chuan.

"I understand this rule."

After signing the confidentiality agreement, You passed it to Fang Zhao a miniature projector in the shape of a flamingo logo the size of a palm.

The image was projected into the air, and Fang Zhao carefully watched the opening animation of just two minutes. In fact, it was called "animation" just a customary name passed down from the industry. When he saw this image, Fang Zhao found that the reality was too high, just like it was shot in a real scene. This picture is not worse than the movies invested by Blade Wing every year.

While Fang Zhao was watching the opening scene of these two minutes, You Chuan was still observing Fang Zhao, evaluating in his heart whether this person was really capable of creating such a quality music and whether there was a possibility of continuing to cooperate.

Fang Zhao looked at it very seriously, and at the same time he tapped his fingers again, with a small amplitude and You Chuan could not see the rules.

After the two-minute video clip ended, Fang Zhao turned his head to preach: "Okay, one month is enough."

Everyone else in the room looked at Fang Zhao. Duan Qianji had just tried to stop Fang Zhao and it was too late. Another flamingo employee sitting next to You Chuan, Beaver, stared at him even widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that Fang Zhao was so confident. Confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is stupid.

Beaver followed You Chuan to invite eighteen creators, and some of these 18 creators were a little reluctant when they heard the deadline of "before March". After watching the opening animation, several of them gave the statement of "do their best", which means that they can only do their best, but they do not guarantee that they can create them before March this year. The higher they fly, the more they cherish their feathers. Only those who are satisfied will be given the works they make. If they are not satisfied, they would rather give up a great opportunity than let it damage their reputation.

However, Fang Zhao, a creator who ranked last in the 19 list, and had no reputation at all, responded so confidently after watching the opening!

Beaver couldn't help but want to say something, but was stopped by You Chuan's eyes and could only swallow the words that were about to be sent back.

"Then, wait for the good news."

You Chuan didn't stay here for a long time. After saying goodbye, he took Beaver directly from the garage on the top floor. The speed of You Chuan and the other two drove did not have obvious flamingo logos, which were low-key and inconspicuous. They didn't want the outside world to know that when the game was about to be released, the background sound of the opening animation had not been confirmed yet.

Inside the car, Beaver asked You Chuan in confusion, "Why don't you ask more? Try to see if Fang Zhao is really the creator of those three movements, and whether he is really capable of making works of sufficient quality in more than a month?"

It is now the end of January, and what I wrote before March is that it is basically only February in this month. Within one month, it is difficult for people in the circle to make a song that matches a large game project. Even if they are novices, they should understand.

You Chuan smiled and shook his head, "Those are meaningless. We don't understand Fang Zhao or Silver Wing. Everything is speculation. The answer will be revealed when he passes on his work."

After You Chuan and the others left, Duan Qianji no longer cared about it: "Fang Zhao, this matter cannot be forced. If you feel unsure, it will be too late to take it back." As long as You Chuan and the others did not leave Yanzhou, Duan Qianji could stop the person first.

"No force. I promised to accept the invitation because I can guarantee that I can make a work that I am satisfied with within one month. As for whether they like it or not... I can't guarantee it."

"In addition to the four movements of "The Destruction of the World in the Hundred Years", do you still have the inspiration to create such quality music?" Duan Qianji was surprised. Although she was not a composing music, she also knew how important it is to create. At this time, the deputy team leader personally went to various continents to send invitations, which shows that the soundtrack of this opening animation is quite difficult.

"Not before, now."

Duan Qianji looked at Fang Zhao and was silent for two seconds, "Okay, I understand."

Fang Zhao went downstairs to continue watching the production of the fourth movement. In Duan Qianji's office, an assistant asked with concern and confusion: "Dr. Duan, is it really okay to hand it over to Fang Zhao like this?" If the quality of the works Fang Zhao did not meet the requirements of the Flamingos at that time, will the Flamingos hate their company?

"Do you think the special staff of the Flamingo Sound Effects Group are reliable in terms of understanding and selection of music?" Duan Qianji asked.

The assistant didn't say anything because this question was too simple. Unreliable, could it be left at Flamingo Company until now? You Chuan said before that the invitation sent to Fang Zhao was the leader of their sound effects group. Can someone who can get involved in the sound effects group of Flamingo Company, the world's top game producer, be a brainless person?

Duan Qianji won’t really use this to test them, but just tell them one thing based on this topic:

"As far as I know, You Chuan and they sent out an urgent invitation again this time. There are only one in Yanzhou in 19 producers."

In Yanzhou, Yinyi's "Tianmoon", Niguang's "Metal Frenzy" and Miyayama's "Four Dimensions", and the three companies' ace copyright music studios have worked with Flamingo. Yinyi used to be unable to work in virtual idols, but as You Chuan said, the various departments of the Flamingo company have different divisions of labor, and they will perform their own duties and will not interfere with each other. Virtual idols are virtual idols, music is music, and You Chuan is only responsible for music.

On the other hand, after Fang recalled the department, he did not mention anything about Flamingo's invitation. Others did not say anything about Fang Zhao, nor did they ask. They did not ask for it. They did not have high requirements, just work more money and get it.

Fang Zhao sat in his office, took out a notebook, started writing the music score, and wrote down the inspiration that appeared in his mind when he was watching the two-minute image just now.

The first three movements of the century-old destruction were written by Fang Zhao in his previous life. After his rebirth, he was only slightly modified and reorganized. The fourth movement is a collection of inspirations after his rebirth. Now, the intermittent characters appearing on the paper are the inspirations after he went to the Martyrs Cemetery today and saw the opening clips that You Chuan.

After the first draft was written, Fang Zhao continued to recall his experience today, especially the Martyrs Cemetery and the opening scene of the two-minutes. The first draft needed to be revised, so Fang Zhao continued to look for something that could be modified to make it better.

At this time, Zeng Huang came over to find him.

"Da Zhao, the fourth movement is progressing very smoothly, and it may be completed before the 25th. You said that once the fourth movement is completed, our department will have a holiday. Wan Yue and I will not go back like in previous years."

The "going back" that Zeng Huang mentioned refers to their birthplace Yanbei City. After an accident at home, the government gave a lot of compensation. Several relatives greed for his compensation, but Zeng Huang kept holding the compensation in his hands. The situation on Wan Yue was similar, but the degree was not as heavy as Zeng Huang. However, Wan Yue didn't want to go back. After college, they did not return to Yanbei City.

"Do you come to celebrate the anniversary with us? Anyway, there are only Wan Yue and I, one more person and more lively. This year, the new house will be bigger, and the guest rooms will be prepared for a long time." Zeng Huang said.

Fang Sheng betrayed them. Now I don’t know where the prison is in. Xi Hong also did not appear again after breaking up with Fang Zhao. I’m afraid that only Fang Zhao will celebrate this year’s anniversary... No, there is also a dog.

"I won't go to your side." Seeing Zeng Huang want to say something, Fang Zhaoxian spoke, "I'll go back this year."

"Go back?" Zeng Huang obviously didn't expect that Fang Zhao would be the choice, because they all had never returned after college. When they first went to college, he heard Fang Zhao say that he would never want to go back again. At that time, Fang Zhao seemed to have a conflict with his second uncle.

He didn't know the specific situation at Fang Zhao's family, and Zeng Huang heard all of Fang Zhao's complaints, so when he heard Fang Zhao say he was going back, Zeng Huang was surprised and suspicious first.

Fang Zhao didn't say anything, but just called out an email from the bracelet for Zeng Huang to show.

[Uncle II: Are you back on this year's anniversary? (10:23 pm, January 20)]

[Fang Zhao: Return. (7:02 am on January 21)]

[Uncle II: What happened?! (7:36 am on January 21)]

[Uncle Er: What did you change to your communication signal? (7:36 am, January 21)]

[Uncle II: My message *******, please reply to me! (7:37 am, January 21)]

...

Zeng Huang looked at the page of email messages. There was only one reply from Fang Zhao, and the others were sent by Fang Zhao's second uncle. He was probably shocked by Fang Zhao's reply. He hasn't returned for more than six years, and every year he asked for an inquiry, he got an answer of "no reply". This year, Fang Zhao's second uncle may have also been ready to receive "no reply" again. Unexpectedly, the word "no" was missing!

This, this...this must be something wrong!

This was the first time Uncle Fang Zhao thought of, so he was anxious to ask.

"You haven't replied to your second uncle yet?" Zeng Huang thought Fang Zhao was deliberately not wanting to reply.

However, Fang Zhao really forgot. He had just solved the issue of Pang Pusong and Fu Yingtian's military service quota this morning, and Duan Qianji called him upstairs. As soon as he came down, he was told about Fang Sheng's affairs. After going to the police station, he went to the Martyrs' Cemetery. When he came back, he was called up to the top floor again and talked about custom songs with the Flamingo people. Now Zeng Huang mentioned it, Fang Zhao remembered that he had received a lot of news, but did not reply.

There is no way. In the last life to the late end of the end of the world, Fang Zhao had no relatives at all, and now he couldn't think of it at the first time.

"I forgot." Fang Zhao said.

Zeng Huang looked disbelief. Before leaving the office, he advised: "Tell me a good talk to your second uncle. I think they should be sincere to you. It's getting late, so hurry up and go back. What if your second uncle thinks something happened to you, call the police and find someone?"
Chapter completed!