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Chapter 331 Bai Yuan: Dialogue Director for Journey to the West

The locksmith looked at it again and again.

Then, he was shocked again and came back to his senses.

His face changed and he snatched the lock pick from Bai Yuan and put it into his pocket in a panic.

"I, I should go!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and returned to his toolbox. He quickly tidied up a few things, then closed the box roughly and picked it up in his hand.

After packing the boxes, the locksmith looked up at Bai Yuan again.

His expression was a little complicated.

It is true that he only takes five seconds to start, but this must have required at least ten years of practice.

But I was able to pick the lock so quickly on my first try...

It is rare, and we can only say that he is gifted and extremely talented.

It made him lose confidence.

But who would use this talent?

Where would this talent be used?

The locksmith looked up and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, then sighed as he looked at Bai Yuan.

This is just a young lady who has no worries about food and clothing.

If it were placed in the kind of crooked business of the past.

He is definitely a gifted person and was born to do this.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved a little.

Fortunately, fortunately... Fortunately, she is a young lady and can't cause any big trouble, and she is not involved in any related matters.

The locksmith's expression changed a few times, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

It looked like he wanted to say something, but didn't know how to open his mouth.

After a while, he struggled with his conscience for a long time, and finally said: "It's okay for children to just play! Don't practice it for no reason!!!"

The locksmith's tone was not very good when he said this.

But Bai Yuan did not get angry after hearing this. Instead, he nodded and politely replied, "Well, I appreciate your advice. Thank you for your help."

After saying that, she suddenly thought that she had learned a skill from the other party for nothing.

Should I give some indication of this?

Even if you don't want to learn from a master, you still have to pay the tuition.

Bai Yuan was thinking about this matter in his mind.

Who would have thought that the locksmith seemed to have understood Bai Yuan's thoughts and didn't even give her a chance to speak.

"Don't ever say I taught you that!!!"

The locksmith held his heavy toolbox and said this half-warning, half-commandingly.

Then, Bai Yuan seemed to have seen some ferocious beast. He left at great speed, and fled from Xue Ze's yard, and soon disappeared.

Bai Yuan:......

Xue Ze looked at the locksmith's facial expressions and his obviously stressed behavior, and was confused: "What's wrong with him? What does he mean?"

Hearing this, Bai Yuan retracted his gaze and looked at Xue Ze. Instead of answering, he asked, "...Have you read Journey to the West?"

"Journey to the West?" Xue Ze's mouth twitched, as if he suddenly understood something. "Is it what I thought it meant?"

"From now on, you are not allowed to say you are my apprentice."

"If you get into trouble in the future, just don't tell your master about it."

Is it cooked?

Got it?

He is afraid that if Bai Yuan breaks into the house and picks the lock in the future and is asked how he learned it, he will expose him and be held criminally liable and held accountable!

Bai Yuan looked at Xue Ze and said nothing, which was tantamount to agreeing with his guess.

Xue Ze laughed and said, "This old man... is quite cunning."

Bai Yuan didn't mind, instead he approved: "It's a special type of work, I can understand, he is quite responsible, and has a good sense of prevention."

If it were someone who has no sense of responsibility.

Just for the sake of face, to show off and make money.

Regardless of a person’s character, I will teach anyone who asks.

That's not right.

Xue Ze also agreed with Bai Yuan: "That's right."

Then, he opened the door of his own house.

When he was halfway through pulling it, he suddenly paused and turned his head to look at Bai Yuan.

"You helped me so much today. The door was finally opened, and you have to take the credit."

The other half naturally belongs to the locksmith.

Xue Ze asked carefully: "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

It would be bad to let someone go back just after helping with something important, without even letting him into the house.

Quite inappropriate.

Bai Yuan naturally knew what he was thinking. She looked up at him and asked, "Is it convenient?"

"What's so inconvenient about this?" Seeing that Bai Yuan didn't refuse, Xue Ze's smile deepened a little, "It's just that we just moved in, and haven't packed up our things yet, so it's a little messy, just don't mind it."

As he said that, he opened the door of his house, made a 'please' gesture, and looked at Bai Yuan with a slightly moving look in his eyes, "Come in."

Since they are in the same residential area, the room types of the villas are pretty much the same.

Xue Ze's house and Jiang Yun's house are mirror images, with all the rooms and layouts facing opposite directions.

In addition, the villa was originally a fully-furnished finished house, and neither Xue Ze nor Jiang Yun had to tear it down and redecorate it before moving in.

Except for some very individual pieces of furniture that have strong personal style and needs, the rest are not much different.

This made Bai Yuan, who had lived in Jiang Yun's house for a few days and had already adapted to the layout of his house, feel a little confused when he first entered the door.

It feels like home!

Although Xue Ze just said that the house was a bit messy, it wasn't really that messy.

He had only moved in a few days ago, and many of his personal belongings had not yet been packed up, so the house seemed empty.

His two suitcases stood in the entrance.

There were many boxes piled on the ground that had not yet been opened.

Except for the living areas such as dining tables and sofas that are used daily, most of the furniture is still covered with white dust cloth.

At first glance, it gives people a gray and depressed feeling.

But due to the lack of life, it seems a lot more orderly.

"Sit anywhere and watch anywhere."

After entering the room, Xue Ze gave a brief instruction and then went to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, boiled a pot of water, brewed some unopened tea leaves, and treated Bai Yuan with the same hospitality.

While waiting for the water to boil, Xue Ze walked out of the kitchen and returned to the living room.

I saw Bai Yuan standing next to the music stand he had placed next to the floor-to-ceiling window, casually flipping through the handwritten manuscripts on it.

It is still snowing outside at the moment, and the sky is gray, with not a single ray of sunshine to be seen.

But Xue Ze suddenly had an idea, and a golden light rose up for no reason and sprinkled on the other person, coating her hair with a layer of golden color, outlining the idea of ​​her silhouette projected on the ground.

This thought only flashed through his mind for a moment, and before he could grasp it, it had already dissipated by seven points.

Xue Ze did not hesitate, but walked slowly to Bai Yuan's side. Taking advantage of his height, he glanced at the page she was reading and explained:

“I wrote this when I was doing a talent show.”

When talking about that time, Xue Ze's tone was somewhat nostalgic.

"At that time, the program had reached the stage where the contestants had to create their own music. I am not a formal music major, and I had not systematically learned instruments and composing before participating in the program. The program team did not give me much time, and the time was tight and the task was heavy.

After receiving the task, I downloaded a bunch of arrangement tutorials online, stayed up for two nights, and consulted several instructors assigned by the program team. I wrote a few DEMOs without any effort. "

Xue Ze tells the story of his mental journey during the creative process.

We have omitted some of the unpleasant incidents such as asking for guidance from the instructor every day and being arranged by the program production team to create conflicts and hype with internet trolls, who were posted online for several days in the name of "seizing other trainees' resources."

I only picked out a few interesting things and told her about them.

"When the day came for the manuscripts to be reviewed, I submitted them with great enthusiasm, but... "

At this point, Xue Ze suddenly laughed at himself and complained in a tone that still showed his concern:

"After they looked at it, they brought me a few finished songs that day."

As he said this, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

But soon, his tone suddenly changed, and he said indignantly: "So all these days of getting up early and working late are in vain!"

Bai Yuan didn't say much about this behavior of buying and selling songs.

After all, as a future capitalist, she looks at all events and issues from the perspective of capital.

Capital, on the other hand, is all about profit, and everything is aligned with profit.

For the program team, the final broadcast effect is the top priority.

Only when there is effect can there be popularity.

The purpose of the program team is to create stars, not to reveal the truest side of the trainees.

Everyone’s image when they go on stage will be packaged by a professional team based on their personality.

Generally speaking, in order to avoid any problems during the creative process when the program is broadcast, the trainees will be provided with several copies of the songs in advance, with contracts signed with the creators, ownership and copyrights legally bought out, and confidentiality agreements signed.

In order to provide emergency assistance to singers who were unable to complete songwriting before the program recording.

This is a common unspoken rule in the industry.

If this were known to the outside world and fans, it would definitely cause a huge negative reaction.

But this is something that has been tacitly acknowledged by both creators and capital in the industry.

There is often such a group of grassroots creators in the music industry.

They have been in the circle for many years but have never had the opportunity to make a name for themselves. Pressured by life and the cost of creation, they choose to sell their works in exchange for wealth to make a living.

For some who are lucky and well-off, their songs are bought by famous singers and become hits.

Either sign a long-term song supply agreement with the singer, or obtain the song's copyright and dividends after becoming famous in the circle.

Only a very small number of lucky people can take this opportunity to turn their lives around and become well-known music composers, who can stand in the sun and on the stage, compose their own songs, and realize their original ideals and ambitions.

But before that, everything is empty talk. Putting aside those empty titles and honors, survival is the most important thing.

Therefore, creators provide their works to music companies, and the music companies then pay them corresponding salaries and remuneration.

During this stage, this complete industrial chain met the common needs of both parties, achieved a delicate peace, and created a win-win situation for grassroots creators and capital, while also invisibly providing grassroots creators with another channel for upward mobility.

The two complement each other, and it is indeed not something that outsiders can evaluate and characterize in a few words.

If someone exposes this unspoken rule in the name of respecting creation, it will have the opposite effect, which is equivalent to directly overturning the table and smashing everyone's rice bowl, causing many creators to directly lose their source of income and lose the qualification to enter this circle from the beginning.

All we can say is that existence is not necessarily just, but there must be a supply and demand relationship.

Of course, there are also unscrupulous merchants and despicable sellers.

The former withheld payments, imposed unfair terms, used various means to lower prices, and even directly snatched, stole, and plagiarized songs.

After seeing their songs become famous, the latter either received the resources of the water army, or wanted to make a fortune from it, or were really unwilling to give up, and directly tore up the contract they signed, exposed the transaction and made profits for themselves.

Everyone has their own opinions.

Bai Yuan is not the kind of person who thinks things are rigidly black and white.

Since I was born into a wealthy family, I naturally know that the gray area is an objective and inevitable thing.

Even one day in the future, she will become the one in power who exploits these gray areas.

In order to maximize profits, become one of the manipulators or become a key link in something.

Since they were both 'accomplices', she really had no qualifications, position or need to evaluate or judge this matter.

All I can say is that I will not touch it in the future, or I will not become a part of that group of people who are notorious for the unspoken rules.

Bai Yuan just looked at Xue Ze after he finished speaking and asked what he was concerned about:

"You also signed a confidentiality agreement at the time, right? Just telling me this doesn't count as leaking secrets?"

Xue Ze said without much concern: "I only told you, it's okay if you don't say it."

Then, he looked at Bai Yuan again. Although he didn't show it on his face, he was secretly expecting her answer and asked, "Will you tell anyone?"

There was no need to hesitate about the answer. Bai Yuan said directly: "No."

In her opinion, no matter how ruthless you are, you must always leave yourself a bottom line.

Perhaps this may become a handle for you to control the other party in the future.

But if she didn't know Xue Ze, Xue Ze would be just an ordinary person to her whom she had never met.

Then there would be no problem for her to kill them all and achieve her goal.

But since that is not the case, she should still maintain the other party's trust in her and her bottom line as a human being.

Even if I am forced to despair, I will never use this as an excuse to betray my friend.

The moment I heard Bai Yuan's answer, it felt like something was about to burst out of my heart.

Many emotions flashed in Xue Ze's eyes, but he suppressed them all.

"Ms. Bai~" Xue Ze lowered his eyes slightly to hide the unnaturalness at that moment, and said in a light and casual voice, half jokingly and half seriously: "Including my home address, you have caught three handles on me in one day."

He said: "I can't run away this time, even if I want to. If you tell me to go east, I have to go east. If you tell me to go west, I have to go west. I have to do whatever you say. Since we have known each other for a long time, you have to be merciful and be nice to me~"