What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

The time passed quickly.

Over half a month passed in a flash.

Qiao Sheng had never felt that working was so easy in his two lifetimes.

Arrived at the company at 10 a.m., pretending to work while slacking off.

After lunch, took a nap. In the afternoon, he could squeeze in with Lin Moxue and Yang Yue to watch TV series, or go back to his workstation and do whatever he wanted.

No one cared, and no one came to care.

Back home with a laptop at night, watching TV series and playing games crazily.

The rich entertainment products in this world brought Qiao Sheng great spiritual pleasure. The movies he had never seen were enough for him to watch for a year or two.

Not to mention other novels, TV series, variety shows, etc.

For Qiao Sheng, he was just slightly exposed to the corner of the world, and he was already extremely surprised.

Everything was what Qiao Sheng had dreamed of.

Except for one thing, he found that Lin Moxue's eyes looking at him gradually became a little strange.

To be more specific, it seemed like he was looking at a pervert?

Qiao Sheng didn't know that after writing a song on the first day and leaving a good impression on Lin Moxue, Lin Moxue often secretly observed Qiao Sheng.

For Qiao Sheng, since he had already joined Snowball Entertainment, he still had to have the most basic professional qualities.

In his morning work, in addition to "creating" classic songs he had heard in his previous life, he would also learn some basic music theory knowledge.

There was relevant knowledge in his memory, but he still had to digest and understand it well before it could really become his own.

Otherwise, if someone raised questions about the song, he would not be able to say a word, and there would be a risk of plagiarism.

But in Lin Moxue's eyes, all this made employees like Qiao Sheng stand out.

She took the opportunity when Qiao Sheng went to the toilet to peek at the song he was creating and was amazed.

What impressed her most was.

Qiao Sheng was so good, but he was still studying there every day!

He even took his computer home to continue studying!

Fortunately, there were no other producers in the company, otherwise it would be very frustrating.

Because when you see that people who are better than you work harder than you, you will think, what's the point of my hard work!

Qiao Sheng is simply a perfect producer!

Lin Moxue felt like she had found a treasure!

This inevitably made her treat Qiao Sheng better and better.

Specifically, when she ordered milk tea, she would also order a cup for Qiao Sheng.

Now when she ordered Japanese food, Qiao Sheng could already come to the table to eat other side dishes.

Lin Moxue would also take the initiative to pick up food for him!

. . . . . . .

In the afternoon, Qiao Sheng, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, was awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone.

He picked it up and saw that the caller was Yang Yue.

"Hello?"

"Qiao Sheng, come to the front desk quickly, there is work."

"Oh."

Qiao Sheng got up in a daze, stretched and walked towards the door.

He didn't understand, why did he have to call when the distance was so short.

Just like every morning, Lin Moxue would send him a WeChat message to ask him to bring takeout upstairs.

There were several elevators in the building, even if he didn't want to come down, he could ask Yang Yue to come down.

As a result, Yang Yue also learned a lot, and always called when there was something, even if the distance was only a few dozen meters.

He also said that the data and call time in the phone package should not be used in vain, and the operator should not be cheap.

When he came to the front desk, Lin Moxue was typing on the keyboard facing the screen, and Yang Yue was watching excitedly beside him.

"What kind of work is so urgent? I'm still sleeping. By the way, our company can still get work like this?"

Qiao Sheng yawned and walked into the front desk.

Lin Moxue rolled her eyes at Qiao Sheng and continued typing.

"Sleep, sleep, all you know is sleep. Work starts at two o'clock, what time is it now?"

Qiao Sheng looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, two forty-five, scratched his head in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject.

"What is the boss doing?"

Qiao Sheng glanced at the computer screen, Lin Moxue was filling out something like a questionnaire.

After Lin Moxue finished typing, she moved the mouse with her green jade fingers and clicked submit, then turned to explain to Qiao Sheng.

"Director Dong Xiang's new movie is collecting theme songs, and I signed up for our company."

Lin Moxue said lightly.

"Oh." Qiao Sheng didn't care, "Then why did you ask me to come over?"

As soon as he lowered his head, Qiao Sheng and Lin Moxue looked at each other.

The moment their eyes met, Qiao Sheng instantly understood.

In his previous life, when the boss wanted to assign him extra work, he had this expression.

Damn, this is unique to lazy employees and dog bosses

tacit understanding between them.

Here comes the evil capitalist who finally reveals her ugly face.

"Do you want me to write it?"

Faced with Qiao Sheng's knowing question, Lin Moxue nodded like pounding garlic.

"You are the only producer in our company now, and this important task is handed over to you."

"But..." Qiao Sheng was about to speak when he saw Lin Moxue's tearful look.

"No, boss, you are like this..."

Qiao Sheng's words were immediately interrupted by Lin Moxue.

"I know that the company's reputation on the Internet is not good now, and I am not a qualified boss."

Lin Moxue's voice was filled with tears.

"But, I also want to do a good job in the company. Now you are the only producer in the company. Such a heavy burden is on you. I know it makes you a little embarrassed, but I know that with your talent, you can definitely write it."

"That's right, Qiao Sheng, you can definitely do it. You are so good. It's just an ending song. It must not be a difficult task for you."

Yang Yue also helped.

Qiao Sheng, who was experiencing workplace pua, suddenly wrinkled his face like an old man looking at his phone on the subway.

No, did I say I won't do it? You guys are talking like a string of bullets, do you want me to talk?

Lin Moxue continued to output: "It's time to test us. Even if you don't do it for the company, do it for me..."

For you?

Want to use a honey trap? No way!

"Shut up. Do you have a script or a story outline? Send it to me."

"You've been talking nonsense here for a long time. I don't even know what the movie is about. What do you want me to write for you? Write shit for you?"

"Are you scolding me?" Lin Moxue's eyes widened.

"You heard it wrong, I didn't."

"You said to feed me some shit!"

"You heard it wrong, I said to write poems for you. It's my new song."

"I don't believe it! Although I'm beautiful, I'm not stupid!"

"Write poems for you, be still for you, do impossible things for you..."

After singing a few sentences, Lin Moxue finally believed it.

Qiao Sheng wiped the cold sweat from his heart and dragged his own bench.

After sitting down next to Lin Moxue, she clicked on the trailer of the movie.

The name of the movie is "Self-reliance", and the director is Dong Xiang.

Dong Xiang is a famous Chinese director. Since he shot his first movie, he has won many awards at home and abroad.

His status in this world is comparable to Zhang Yimou in his previous life.

No, it is higher than Zhang Yimou. After all, Zhang Yimou still has his mistakes, but Dong Xiang really makes a movie and it becomes a hit.

On the Chinese movie rating website, as long as Dong Xiang is the director of the movie, no movie has a score lower than 8 points.

In the list of must-see local movies for Chinese people, his movies occupy three of the top ten places.

"Self-reliance" is Dong Xiang's latest masterpiece, telling the story of several young people leading the people to resist during the period when China was invaded by the devils.

The story sounds simple, and the trailer is also very short, only more than one minute.

The trailer, which was only a little over a minute long, made Qiao Sheng's blood boil, and he wanted to pick up his sword and kill the enemy immediately.

Simple story, but not simple technique, worthy of Dong Xiang!

Lin Moxue was more emotional, and her eyes were blurred with tears, and her nose was twitching, like a broken pump.

"Huh." Qiao Sheng let out a breath and recovered from the heaviness of the trailer.

Halfway through, he already had an idea, and that song was absolutely suitable for the movie.

There was a scene in the trailer where the protagonist led the people to practice martial arts in the morning sun.

This scene perfectly overlapped with the ending scene of a movie in Qiao Sheng's mind.

It was also this scene that gave Qiao Sheng an idea.

But...

"A song I wrote before is very suitable, but I have a question now." Qiao Sheng turned his head and looked at Lin Moxue.

"Who will sing?"

This question stumped Lin Moxue.

"Uh, how about you?" Lin Moxue hesitated.

"Heh." Qiao Sheng sneered.

Woman, your hesitation betrays you.