"Who did you say?" Xie Cheng exclaimed in panic.
Qi Feng was startled, "Why are you yelling? You scared me half to death! It’s just an anonymous submission, although we had feedback before that she was capable;
but we only finished screening today, and we think in terms of style, her rhythm and talent can serve as the creator of these twelve original soundtracks!"
Worried the two wouldn’t believe him, Qi Feng walked over to the desk and fetched the submitted documents.
"Look at this, this is the original manuscript!" Qi Feng passed it over, but as Xie Cheng was about to reach for it, Qi Feng turned and handed it to Bo Yan instead. Xie Cheng’s mouth twitched, "Qi Feng, what do you mean?"
Qi Feng looked up at him, "You don’t understand musical scores. Showing you would be a waste! Did you expect to offer any suggestions?"
Xie Cheng huffed, feeling that nothing was going his way.
Bo Yan looked at it for a while, and in a very inconspicuous spot at the bottom right corner of the paper, he saw very small letters. He smoothed out a fold in the paper and made out the letters.
His dark pupils contracted slightly as he looked at Xie Cheng, "Previously, when you were checking Yuran’s original manuscripts, did you get them?"
Xie Cheng shook his head, "I did not; they were already destroyed! It’s also hard to prove!"
So even now, this matter remains unresolved, and yet we are constantly being pushed... it’s ridiculous....
Qi Feng was still fixated on the previous issue, "Xie Cheng, when I mentioned the anonymous submitter earlier, you seemed surprised. Could it be that you guys know this person?"
Xie Cheng huffed, "More than just knowing, very familiar even, so familiar in fact!"
"Me? Familiar?" Qi Feng looked confused. He didn’t remember knowing such a person, "Could it be Ao Chen’s pseudonym?"
The original plan was to have Ao Chen come back as an advisor, but Ao Chen’s status really was a waste and he might not agree, considering his weird temper.
Initially, he had written a few songs for Bo Yan, who still stands on a pedestal to this day.
However, after that, Ao Chen almost disappeared from the circle.
The name had not been mentioned for a long time, Ao Chen... Xie Cheng sighed and rubbed his hair, "What style is Ao Chen known for? Aren’t you implying it’s like classical style?"
"Ao Chen’s classical style is also impressive, frankly speaking, up to now I still do not know any style he can’t handle!"
That was certainly true!
"No!" Bo Yan, who hadn’t spoken up until now, said.
Both looked over at him; his gaze was still fixed on the musical score, "This is not Ao Chen’s style!"
Qi Feng was even more confused now, "Then you two, why do you feel familiar?"
Xie Cheng laughed sardonically, "Yuran!"
Clearly, Qi Feng was even more shocked and confused than Xie Cheng, not just discomposed. Xie Cheng, satisfied, patted Qi Feng’s shoulder.
Qi Feng looked at him contemptuously, "You’re not shocked, then why did you ask what you asked, playing coy?"
He walked over to Bo Yan and stood next to him, scrutinizing the musical score once more. Although he wasn’t very knowledgeable, the Demo made by the music producer was quite remarkable.
Although the headquarters’ operations were separate from Diyang Entertainment, some decisive approvals still needed to be made here. But this was only temporary; once Situ Jue returned, he would take full charge of Diyang Entertainment!"
Qi Feng still could not believe it, "Xie Cheng, you’re not joking, are you sure this was written by Yuran?"