dkrc Is the story in this song in Chapter 105 truly just a thing of the past?
Is the story in this song in Chapter 105 truly just a thing of the past?
Wang Bo didn't respond; he didn't care about that, it was a matter between capital.
Su Xiaoxiao's gaze fell on the sheet music, and she suddenly asked Wang Bo, "Is this song... related to your ex-girlfriend?"
The atmosphere in the recording studio subtly changed.
Chen Mo keenly sensed something, pretending to bend down and fiddle with the equipment, but his ears were perked up.
Wang Bo was silent for a few seconds: "Why do you ask that?"
"The lyrics," Su Xiaoxiao said softly, "the details in them don't seem like they were just imagined out of thin air."
She looked up at Wang Bo, her gaze calm, but a closer look revealed a hint of barely concealed concern: "You two went to Chengdu together?"
Wang Bo readily admitted, "Yes, we went together."
Su Xiaoxiao's fingers traced the rim of the coffee cup, her expression unchanged, she even smiled: "No wonder it's so vividly written. It's good, real experiences are the most touching."
But Chen Mo saw it clearly from the side—Su's eyes flashed with murderous intent just a moment ago.
Jealous.
Chen Mo whistled inwardly, but pretended to be nonchalant on the surface, and interjected, "Well... shall we get started? Wang Bo, why don't you record a demo first, and I'll listen to it and get a feel for it?"
Wang Bo nodded, picked up his guitar, and walked into the recording studio.
On the other side of the glass window, Su Xiaoxiao watched his back.
She was indeed a little jealous.
Although I knew Wang Bo had an ex-girlfriend, and that it was all in the past, hearing him talk so frankly about their travel experience still felt like a slight prick to my heart.
But who is Su Xiaoxiao? A ruthless and decisive female CEO in the business world, how could she lose her composure over such a trivial matter?
She composed herself and asked Chen Mo, "Is there anything the company can help with regarding the arrangement?"
"Wang Bo's requirements are simple: guitar, harmonica, and a few strings. The company's existing equipment and musicians can handle it." Chen Mo said with some difficulty, "Wang Bo said he needs a few children to harmonize for the live performance, and they need to be trained."
"Send me your specific requirements on my phone, and I'll handle it." Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Bo in the recording studio. "Do you think this song... will be a hit?"
"A hit?" Chen Mo laughed. "President Su, let me tell you the truth—if this song doesn't become a hit, I, Chen Mo, will walk backwards from now on. It's so relatable. Whether you've been there or not, listening to it will remind you of a certain place, a certain person, a certain time that can never be returned to."
He added, "Moreover, Wang Bo played a little trick this time—he didn't directly protest against the production team, but let his work speak for itself. You don't support me? Fine, then I won't write songs of praise for you who benefit the most from your hometown either. This attitude is both sophisticated and a little rebellious, which is exactly what the audience loves."
Su Xiaoxiao nodded, already planning her publicity strategy after the show aired.
In the recording studio, Wang Bo put on his headphones and tested the sound into the microphone.
"Brother Chen, we can begin."
Chen Mo gave an OK sign and pressed the record button.
The intro begins with simple guitar arpeggios, clear and clean, carrying a faint melancholy.
Wang Bo closed his eyes and began to sing.
Su Xiaoxiao sat in front of the control panel, listening quietly.
The melody of this song is not complicated, and is even somewhat simple, but the overwhelming sense of narrative and imagery instantly immerses the listener.
She seemed to see the streets of that city in Western Shu, that road, that little tavern, the drizzling rain, and two young people walking slowly hand in hand.
That "you" must be Wang Bo's ex-girlfriend, right?
They used to be so close, traveling together, strolling together through unfamiliar city streets...
Su Xiaoxiao realized she was thinking about these things again and quickly brought her attention back to the music itself.
But undeniably, the emotions in this song are so genuine, so genuine, that it makes one envious of the girl who was written into the song.
In the chorus, Wang Bo's voice was slightly hoarse, and the emotions progressed layer by layer.
Chen Mo listened intently at the control panel, his fingers tapping lightly in rhythm.
The melody was so catchy that he could almost foresee the song playing everywhere after the show aired.
Su Xiaoxiao noticed that as Wang Bo sang, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. It was a very subtle expression, but she caught it.
He was reminiscing.
Recalling those wonderful times.
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a lump in her throat and got up to say, "I'll go get a glass of water."
She walked out of the recording studio, filled a glass of water at the water dispenser in the corridor, and slowly drank it.
The corridor was quiet. Su Xiaoxiao leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.
She had to admit that Wang Bo's song was really well written.
It was so good that even she, who prides herself on being rational, couldn't help but be moved; so good that she started to imagine what it would be like if the "you" in the song were her.
Will they walk together on the streets of that city? Will she hold onto his sleeve? Will he put his hands in his pockets?
As soon as the thought popped into her head, Su Xiaoxiao quickly stopped herself.
What are you thinking about!
She is Wang Bo's boss, business partner, and... friend.
Although Zhou Yuji constantly clamors in her girlfriends' group chat about recruiting Wang Bo as part of their "family," and although her sister Su Yiyi clearly has feelings for Wang Bo, and although she herself...
Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, trying to banish these chaotic thoughts from her mind.
She is Su Xiaoxiao, the president of Xiaoyi Culture, a calm, rational, and goal-oriented businesswoman.
She appreciates Wang Bo's talent and values his commercial worth, and that's enough.
As for the rest...
let it go.
She composed herself and went back into the recording studio.
Wang Bo had just finished singing the last part, the last notes gradually fading away, and the guitar music stopped.
Wang Bo took off his headphones and walked out of the recording studio.
Chen Mo stood up excitedly: "Wang Bo, this song is definitely going to be a classic! I bet some of the lyrics will become popular phrases of the year after the show airs!"
Wang Bo smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated."
"That's not an exaggeration at all!" Chen Mo said. "President Su, don't you think so?"
Su Xiaoxiao had regained her composure and nodded, saying, "The song is great. But Wang Bo, are you sure you want to use this song? What about Director Zhao…?"
"Let's use this one," Wang Bo said. "If the production team makes things difficult for me because I don't sing the song they recommend, or because this song doesn't praise Lin'an, then I might as well not participate in this competition."
He looked at Su Xiaoxiao: "President Su, will you support my decision?"
Su Xiaoxiao met his gaze and saw the persistence and clarity within it.
She suddenly laughed: "Of course I support you. You're an artist in the company, and more importantly, an artist. An artist should stick to their artistic pursuits. As for Director Zhao and the sponsor..."
A cold glint flashed in her eyes: "I'll handle it. After all, although Xiaoyi Culture is small, it's not a pushover."
Chen Mo clapped: "Awesome! President Su is awesome!"
Wang Bo smiled and said, "Thank you, President Su."
"Don't thank me," Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand, "Thank yourself for writing such a good song, but Wang Bo..."
She suddenly leaned closer and lowered her voice: "Tell me the truth, is the story in this song really just a thing of the past?"