The third day at sea.
Zhang Wenhua suddenly woke up from his sleep and felt that the whole boat was shaking slightly.
"what happened?"
Zhang Wenhua yawned and rubbed his chicken coop-like hair, not yet fully awake.
Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, followed by deafening thunder.
The frightened Zhang Wenhua trembled. He quickly turned on his phone and found that it was about seven o'clock in the morning, but it seemed to be four o'clock in the morning outside, and it was completely dark.
"Why did the weather change so quickly!?"
Zhang Wenhua saw a reminder of strong winds at sea on the weather software on his mobile phone, indicating that a typhoon was likely to form.
The relaxed and leisurely mentality of the previous two days was gone. He only felt that his heartbeat was speeding up and he was a little overwhelmed.
'Winter winter winter, winter winter winter, winter winter winter winter. '
There was a rapid knock on the door.
"Wenhua, it's me, open the door." The agent knocked on the door.
After the room door opened, the manager asked eagerly: "Are you okay?"
Zhang Wenhua shook his head: "It's okay."
At this time, many people in the cabin came out and asked about what happened outside.
"Hurry in." The manager was worried that Zhang Wenhua would be seen, so the two returned to the room.
The agent comforted him: "Don't worry, I already understand the current situation. The storm we encountered is unlikely to form a typhoon. It will be fine after a while."
Zhang Wenhua nodded silently, remembering some experiences that sailors told him about encountering storms, and suddenly said: "I'll go out and take a look."
"No, absolutely not." The environment outside is so bad, so the agent will naturally not agree.
"This kind of weather can truly give you a sense of the life of a sailor."
Looking at Zhang Wenhua's firm eyes, the agent sighed helplessly, as long as Zhang Wenhua wanted to do something, even ten cows could not get him back.
The two people came out of the cabin and were shocked by the sight in front of them. The huge waves were like mountains in the distance.
I don’t know whether it was rain or sea water that hit my face.
On the deck, sailors were rescuing cargo, each wearing ropes to prevent them from being knocked down by the waves.
"Be safe!" The hoarse voice was blown away by the roaring sea breeze.
Zhang Wenhua felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat. Only then did he realize how hard the sailors' work was, and he felt deeply ashamed that he thought their life was very leisurely.
The storm on the sea continued, but the sailors did not have the slightest fear in their hearts.
In Zhang Wenhua's heart, respect for sailors arose spontaneously.
The weather at sea is always unpredictable.
After more than an hour, the sea gradually became calm, the sun came out, and the wind and sunshine returned.
The sailors who had been working under the wind and waves breathed a sigh of relief, and some people sat directly on the deck to relieve their physical and mental fatigue.
It has long been accustomed to them.
"Do you have any cigarettes in your pocket? Give me one."
The sailor took out a wet cigarette case from his pocket: "The storm was so sudden, the cigarettes have already been soaked."
"Sigh... mine is the same."
"Come on, come on, brothers, you've all worked hard, let's have a smoke to relax."
The sailors sat together in twos and threes, smoking cigarettes and chatting, as if nothing happened.
Seeing their smiles, Zhang Wenhua laughed unconsciously and said, "I seem to understand some of the meaning of sailors."
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Beijing.
Bright Entertainment Company, President's Office.
After returning from a trip to Taoyuan Island, he had a busy day. Life and work returned to the previous rhythm. Tan Yue spent most of his time in the office processing documents submitted by various departments.
Tan Yue lay on the chair, gently rubbed his temples, picked up the newly charged massager and put it on his neck, letting himself rest for a while before returning to work.
The success of "The Truman Show" in overseas markets has allowed Bright Entertainment to further develop domestically, allowing many people to see its endless potential.
During this period, the company's domestic business has continued to expand, and it has received many cooperation intentions for work.
As the company's vice president, Tan Yue has been handling related matters.
Naturally, he would not refuse anyone who could bring further development to Bright Entertainment Company.
'Buzz-buzz-buzz'.
The vibrating phone on the side attracted Tan Yue who was at work. He opened the phone and saw a text sent by Zhang Wenhua.
"Mr. Tan, now I somewhat understand the profession of sailor."
After Zhang Wenhua returned to the room, even before changing out of his soaked clothes, Tan Yuefa lost his feelings.
"For sailors, in addition to the boring life, they also have to face storms that may come at any time. Everyone is very weak in front of nature, but they did not flinch in the face of the waves as high as mountains. Being able to continue working in an orderly manner and still not being afraid no matter how difficult the environment is, this is the true spirit of a sailor."
Zhang Wenhua put down his mobile phone and felt that he was greatly inspired. Compared with them, the failure of his single was insignificant.
After reading the news, Tan Yue blurted out: "Not bad."
He did not expect that Zhang Wenhua could have such a deep understanding in just two days. Most people may not have such an understanding even if they watch it every day. With doubts and surprises in mind, I dialed Zhang Wenhua's phone number.
"Mr. Tan." Zhang Wenhua just took off his shirt and was about to take a shower.
"Wenhua, why do you feel so deeply?"
"I listened to your suggestion and went to the pier by the sea to see the working conditions of the sailors. After listening to the sailors' introduction, I felt it was necessary to go to sea with them and see their real life..." Zhang Wenhua put these three people on the sea. Tian's experience was told to Tan Yue from beginning to end.
"So that's it." Tan Yue was still very surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang Wenhua would choose to go to sea with the sailors.
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Tan Yue said: "Wenhua, when you come back, come to me directly in the office."
Zhang Wenhua sang a song and chose to go overseas to experience it personally. Such an attitude made Tan Yue very satisfied.
Not to mention the younger generation of singers, even the older generation of singers rarely have people as persistent and serious as Zhang Wenhua.
More importantly, looking at Zhang Wenhua's feelings, Tan Yue believed that the song "Sailor" would be sung well. He had great confidence that "Sailor" would become popular in the world.
After Zhang Wenhua came back, Tan Yue prepared for the two of them to have a good chat.
"Okay, Mr. Tan."
Hearing Tan Yue's words, Zhang Wenhua knew that he was truly qualified to sing this new song.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wenhua shared the good news with his agent.
Now that Tan Yue has spoken, the three of them are preparing to return to Beijing.
Tan Yue put down the phone and finished all the work in his hand half an hour later. After making sure that nothing was missed, he put the documents aside.
"Let's take a rest."
Tan Yue picked up the finished water cup, poured all the tasteless tea leaves into the trash can, and replaced it with new tea leaves.
The hot water is poured into the cup, and the aroma of tea hits your face.
Tan Yue took a sip, put the cup on the desk, and went to the window to stretch his arms and move his body.
"The Truman Show" has just been released a few days ago, and Tan Yue has no plans to continue filming new movies yet.
In order to achieve success in the overseas film market, Tan Yue's spirit has been in a tense state from the time of filming to the end of the production line.
Now that all the work on "The Truman Show" is over, it's time to take a break.
Tan Yue looked out the window. In the blue sky, there was only one sun and not a single cloud.
Standing on the eighth floor and looking around, there are only tall buildings.
Under the sun's rays, it seems like you can see the heat waves filling the air.
In the city center where land is at a premium, the only vegetation that can be seen is the greening on the roads.
Pedestrians on the road were walking very fast, looking for a shady place to escape the heat.
More than ten minutes later, Tan Yue returned to the computer, pulled out a piece of A4 paper, and prepared to write down "Sailor".
Zhang Wenhua already has a very deep understanding of sailors, and it's time for Tan Yue to start preparing.
There was a whirring sound from the air conditioner, as well as a rustling sound from the friction between paper and pen tips.
The memory of the song "Sailor" has been awakened, and the melody and lyrics of the entire song emerged in Tan Yue's mind.
Soon, Tan Yue wrote down the entire song "Sailor". He looked at the song on the A4 paper, beat time with one hand, and hummed softly:
"The bitter sand blows and hurts the face."
"Like father's scolding and mother's crying, they will never be forgotten."
"When I was young, I liked to be alone at the beach."
"Roll up your pants and step on the beach with bare feet."
Tan Yue hummed this time to check if there were any mistakes. There are so many musical symbols and lyrics in a song, and it is very likely that mistakes will be made due to carelessness.
On the other hand, I am also looking for the feeling when singing this song.
When Zhang Wenhua records songs, as the song's creator, Tan Yue will also provide guidance.
After humming, Tan Yue nodded with satisfaction, without any problems.
Tan Yue picked up the internal phone nearby: "Xiaoye, come here."
A moment later there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Mr. Tan." Chen Ye stood opposite Tan Yue, waiting for work arrangements.
"Xiao Ye, send this song to the copyright department and ask them to register it."
Tan Yue has always taken copyright very seriously. Whether it is a song or a film or television work, the first thing he does after writing is to register the copyright.
Tan Yue handed the A4 paper to Chen Ye.
"Okay, Mr. Tan, I'll do it now."
After Chen Ye left, Tan Yue thought about the follow-up promotion of the song.
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Zhang Wenhua returned to Beijing from Qiong Province and went directly back to the company after getting off the plane.
After staying at sea for a few days, the agent suggested that Zhang Wenhua go home to rest and adjust before looking for Tan Yue.
After these few days, not only flying, riding in cars, but also drifting on the sea, a normal person will feel physically and mentally exhausted.
The agent is worried that Zhang Wenhua is not in good condition, making Mr. Tan dissatisfied.
But Zhang Wenhua can't wait to get this song and see its true appearance.
After working so hard, don’t you just want to see the new songs as soon as possible?
A business car parked at the entrance of the Bright Entertainment Company. Zhang Wenhua quickly got out of the car and trotted all the way to the elevator.
'Ding Dong. '
The elevator door opened, and many employees greeted Zhang Wenhua.
Zhang Wenhua responded to them, then took the elevator to the president's office on the eighth floor.
Zhang Wenhua asked: "Is Mr. Tan in the office?"
"Mr. Tan is having a meeting in the conference room now. You can wait in the office." Chen Ye looked at the women's watch on his wrist and said, "The meeting will end in about half an hour."
"Okay." Zhang Wenhua followed Chen Ye into the office and sat on the sofa.
"There is water here, wait a moment."
"Thanks."
After Chen Ye left, Zhang Wenhua took out his mobile phone to pass the short but long half hour.
Sitting in the conference room were the directors and deputy directors of various departments of the Bright Entertainment Company.
Tan Yue said: "Do you have any questions?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"Okay, when we get back, each department will tally up the data and send it to my office. Let's end the meeting here. Let's adjourn."
There was the sound of chairs being moved in the conference room.
Tan Yue recorded some important contents of the meeting in his notes and was the last one to leave the meeting room.
Chen Ye saw Tan Yue coming back and said, "Mr. Tan, Zhang Wenhua is waiting for you in the office."
"Oh? You're back so soon?"
Zhang Wenhua heard the knock on the office door and knew that Tan Yue was back. He put down his phone and stood up: "Mr. Tan."
"Wenhua, please sit down." Tan Yue put the notebook and cup in his hand on the desk: "Have you just come back?"
"Yes, I came directly to the company after getting off the plane."
Tan Yue sat on the sofa, brewing tea, and said, "The harvest from this trip to sea is good."
Zhang Wenhua smiled and nodded: "Only when you experience it yourself can you empathize with it."
The image of strong winds and huge waves appeared in his mind again, and it was still shocking to think about it now.
"Drink tea." Tan Yue poured tea water into two cups: "The feelings of the past two days will be of great help to your understanding of this new song."
"Wait me a moment."
Tan Yue stood up and took out a piece of A4 paper from the folder on his desk, then sat back on the sofa: "This is the new song I told you, take a look."
Zhang Wenhua took a deep breath, took the A4 paper, and looked at the notes and lyrics carefully.
""sailor"!"
Tan Yue drank tea without disturbing him.
Looking at the lyrics, Zhang Wenhua's experiences in the past few days unconsciously appeared in his mind.
The manic sea wind blew people to and fro, and waves as high as mountains came towards them. The brave sailors continued to work in the wind and rain. Kong Yan smoked cigarettes one after another and calmly recounted the wind and waves he encountered. After the wind and waves passed, he was on the deck. Joking sailor...
Zhang Wenhua gradually became fascinated.
If Tan Yue directly gave him the song, he could only rely on his own imagination to understand the meaning of the song.
It's completely different now, one picture after another appears in front of my eyes.
Zhang Wenhua was completely immersed in the song.
