My Artist is Reborn

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 – The boss’s mind is too difficult to understand.

After the competition, the program group organized a short meeting for contestants to determine the shooting schedule for the next few days. Then they recorded a video for each group during rehearsal as the clipping material for the program. By the time these trivial matters were settled, it was two o’clock in the morning.

Shen Huai drove Ye Cang home and somehow talked about “Summer Bug” on the way.

In the past, Lu Yang did not like to be interviewed, so most of the creative background of “Summer Bug” came from the imagination and fabrication of later generations. Shen Huai thought there was something inside, so he was considerate and did not want to ask other people about it.

Ye Cang opened his mouth on his own initiative: “What is the inside story? The former record company forbade me to say it.”

Shen Huai suddenly became a little curious.

Ye Cang coughed. “I was poor. I lived in the small and dark attic, leaking rain and wind. Especially in the summer, a lot of bugs came in and swung the light bulb. I was very upset, so I just put some glue on the light bulb, and the bugs were foolish enough to bump into it. Sticked…”

Although Shen Huai’s had a bit understanding of Ye Cang, and stories of persistent pursuit of dreams and positive progress. But Ye Cang’s words still let his eyelids jump a bit, he thought that only primary school students would do such childish things.

He interrupted Ye Cang: “What happened later?”

“Well,” Ye Cang opened his hand. “Later the light bulb exploded, the whole building went out of power, and it was repaired in the middle of the night.”

Shen Huai: “…”

He thought the record company’s approach is correct. Otherwise, it would be useless to set up such a thick fan filter.

Shen Huai did not speak, but Ye Cang’s story was not finished: “That night I was lying on the roof, writing songs in the moonlight and writing all night. When I realized it, my legs were numb. I couldn’t move, I leaned against the railing, and the moment I saw the sunrise, I suddenly felt that I was no different from those stupid bugs, but what could I do? The light is right there.”

He spoke as a matter of course, but Shen Huai was stunned and did not speak for a long time.

Ye Cang finished, and did not hear Shen Huai’s response, but he did not care and looked down to play with his mobile phone.

Shen Huai listened to the sound of the game behind him and tightened his lips, but the eyes beneath the lenses seemed to have a bright light.

Back home, Shen Huai changed his suit, washed it, changed into his home clothes and came out. His hair was hanging softly in front of his forehead, with light linen in the light. When he returned home, his look became softer. Compared with the elites outside, Shen Huai seemed to be several years younger at the moment, just like a college student out of school.

Instead of sleeping, he turned on his computer and searched for all the random tracks since the start of the “Star of Tomorrow” game. Rows of song names passed in front of him and the relevant content of the songs also appeared in his mind. This is the homework he did as soon as he took over Ye Cang, and now he just confirmed it.

Everyone felt that Ye Cang had bad luck when he picked up “Summer Bug.” Only Shen Huai noticed that something was wrong, but he did not have any problem at the time. Now that he has read all the songs, it was confirmed that none of them were as difficult as “Summer Bug.”