97: They went to take a photo, and it looked like they were just young people having fun.

On the other side, Zhou Weijie saw Yue Qingzhu leave and gossiped, leaning towards Chen Fang, "Director Chen, why is Teacher Yue so good to you?"

Chen Fang organized his papers and pen, maintaining his professional ethics, and consistently praised her, "That's because she has good character and respects the director, not just me."

"No, she clearly just asked you specifically what you wanted to drink! She didn't ask me."

"Because I'm the lyricist and composer, I guess," Chen Fang said, standing up with the script.

Zhou Weijie frowned, scratched his head, and accepted this explanation.

...

Half an hour later, inside the Opera House, staff were still cleaning up the venue.

As the director, Chen Fang escorted Yue Qingzhu to the entrance.

Yue Qingzhu put her beret on her head, pinched the nose bridge of her mask, and turned sideways, saying, "Teacher Chen, I want to ask you a question."

"Please do."

"How do you write lyrics and compose music?"

Chen Fang frowned in confusion, "That question is too broad. Just composing music, I studied it for four years in college."

"Just... besides the basic knowledge and practice, is there anything else? For example, a few words of truth?"

Chen Fang pondered for a moment.

If you do more good deeds, good people will be rewarded, and you'll get a system.

He thought this to himself, but on the surface, he said seriously, "Perseverance, and then you need a bit of luck."

Yue Qingzhu tilted her head slightly, "Luck?"

Chen Fang nodded, "My meaning is inspiration. You can't just stay cooped up at home every day. You need to go out and experience life. Just like when I filmed the adventures a while ago, going into the mountains of Xiangxi, it detached me from daily life, which easily stimulates the brain and generates inspiration."

Yue Qingzhu looked at his profile, her mouth slightly agape, and let out an "Oh~" She quickly pursed her lips the moment she heard her own enlightened gasp, then put her hands in her pockets and averted her gaze.

Need to go out to find inspiration, huh.

Got it.

Yue Qingzhu waved her hand, "Then I'm leaving. Send me the finished segment when it's done."

"Mhm, bye-bye." Chen Fang watched her get into the car, waved, and then turned to leave.

On the other side, in the nanny van.

Yue Qingzhu took off her mask.

Her assistant, He Yuanyuan, asked with a mischievous smile, "Sister Qingzhu, he's so attentive to you."

Yue Qingzhu smiled helplessly, shaking her head gently, "He's not attentive to me; he's attentive to the work." As she spoke, she picked up her eye mask.

"But I heard he was very sharp-tongued on the adventures production team, often mocking others, but he didn't mock you, huh?"

Yue Qingzhu pursed her lips.

Because she's the client and the landlord, right? But how could she tell He Yuanyuan, this gossip-monger, about being the landlord? Forget it, she wouldn't say anything.

"Because of our collaboration, don't overthink it. Rumors are like tigers."

With that, she put on her eye mask and reclined her seat.

Even if it wasn't because of the collaboration, she would treat it as such.

She didn't want to have any excessively high expectations.

Wait, no, why would she say this was an excessively high expectation? It was clearly just trouble.

She definitely didn't want any emotional entanglements.

Pure profit, pure profit!

Yue Qingzhu hugged her arms, tilted her head, and tried to nap for a bit.

...

Two days later, at 9 AM on May 25th.

Yue Qingzhu returned home after walking her dog and received a message from Chen Fang.

【Chen Fang】: Good morning, Teacher Yue. I've finished a 20-second segment of the MV. Please take a look and let me know if any adjustments are needed.

Yue Qingzhu immediately changed into her slippers, pattered upstairs, entered her study, opened her computer, and checked her email.

The body of the email read: 【Hello Teacher Yue, we filmed the portraits on the 23rd. Some of the scenery and still life shots were just taken yesterday and aren't finished yet, so I'm sending you the middle part, not the beginning. The corresponding lyrics are: May I be like smoke, yet graceful and languid...】

Yue Qingzhu scrolled to the bottom of the email, downloaded the video, and opened it.

The video popped up on the computer screen.

Half a minute later, Yue Qingzhu's eyes sparkled, and she excitedly stomped her foot on the ground.

She wanted this! She wanted this version!

She pulled out her phone and called her agent directly, "Sister Liu, use Chen Fang's version. Don't use Director Cai's anymore. Just tell them to stop. And tell him not to contact me either."

After hanging up, Yue Qingzhu stood up and happily spun in a circle.

On the music charts, she would definitely be among the top, but she wasn't sure what rank.

But on the MV charts, she was highly likely to dominate! Hehe.

...

At the same time, in the post-production base of Pioneer Film and Television Production Company.

Director Cai had just finished a meeting and was sitting in the conference room, lighting a cigarette and chatting with the colorist.

Director Cai leaned against the back of his chair, flicked his cigarette ash, and chuckled, "I heard two days ago that she asked Chen Fang to shoot a version too."

The colorist looked worried, "Does that mean Teacher Yue isn't very satisfied with our video?"

"So what? What does Chen Fang, a young idol, know about filming? He can't even act properly, how can he teach someone to perform? Them shooting together, it clearly looks like young people messing around, maybe even flirting."

Director Cai raised an eyebrow, a slight smile on his lips, looking excited like a spectator watching gossip unfold.

The colorist smiled, then quickly said, "Director Cai, what we're saying here, let's keep it between us. Don't spread it around. Spreading rumors about Chen Fang now is like walking right into the line of fire for netizens."

Director Cai scoffed, "I know. Next month is the Music Billboard Season, and I have more than just Yue Qingzhu's project. I'm incredibly busy these days, where would I find the time to spread rumors about him?"

"Are the other two finished?"

"Mhm." Director Cai had a faint smile on his lips, and his fingers gently tapped the table. He exuded an air of smug satisfaction.

The reason he had been perfunctory with Yue Qingzhu's project was, firstly, because he saw her as an easy target who was about to retire, so being perfunctory wouldn't offend anyone.

But more importantly, in the first half of May, he had also filmed an MV for another A-list singer, titled "Rainy Mist," a work that Brilliant Starry Sky Music Company was prepared to heavily promote.

The emotional tone of this song was peaceful, nostalgic, and leisurely. It was like a hazy ink painting, allowing people to find a piece of their own tranquility in their busy lives.

He had expended too much energy on this, and he was tired recently.

But hard work pays off, and the effect was truly excellent, definitely able to break into the top five of the MV charts.

With this MV as a fallback, even if the flammable and explosive MV flopped, outsiders wouldn't think the problem was his.

Director Cai was about to speak again when his phone on the table suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw it was Liu Lu's call.

Director Cai shrugged, tilting the phone screen slightly towards the colorist, and scoffed triumphantly, "See? What's the use of asking Chen Fang to shoot it? In the end, they still have to come to us, don't they?"

The colorist nodded, forcing a smile.