Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 276 - 281 is a Great Song

At nine in the morning, Wang Jian sat in the back seat of the car, gently massaging his temples.

After the "three monks without water" experience last night, he was completely sleepless.

"Please, I’m only eighteen. I should be thinking about women."

"Why do I have to bear this responsibility and pressure that I shouldn’t have at my age, and try to deceive that wealthy third-generation?"

Meanwhile, Beyoncé sitting next to him was so nervous that her legs were trembling.

Although she had been famous as a member of Destiny’s Child,

even at her peak, Beyoncé only dealt with her manager, a middle-level executive at a record company.

Now, she was going to meet the Chairman of Universal.

That was a big shot who even the president of Universal Records had to treat with great respect!

"Mr. Wang, we’ve arrived," the driver reminded obsequiously.

"Okay." Wang Jian nodded and got out of the car on his own.

As for the underage singer beside him, not to mention the legal issues, just her age alone didn’t meet his aesthetic standards.

She was merely a tool, not worth much attention.

But as soon as he stepped into the building, he saw that second-generation director he needed to be concerned about.

"Aren’t you the one who promised Diana to fully support me?" Sofia looked somewhat angry, "Are you really determined to let this project fail?"

"How could that be?" Wang Jian nodded frantically in his mind while smiling in response, "I just casually wrote some lyrics, and Mr. Ron Meyer and your father thought it was quite suitable, said it could add a bit of flair too!"

"Besides, I only promised Diana to respect your opinions on the selection of actors."

"Heh." Sofia gave Wang Jian and Beyoncé, who was beside him, a sarcastic smile.

"Miss Jennifer Lopez is also a singer, and has achieved much more than the one beside you."

"I believe under her professional guidance, Mr. Little Bronfman will definitely not agree to your ridiculous antics."

A professional singer?

Wang Jian looked at the singer next to Sofia, who, though short, had exaggerated proportions.

But the woman simply gave Wang Jian a cold look and tightly grasped Sofia’s arm.

Wang Jian shrugged, indicating he didn’t mind.

Singers and writers usually didn’t have much in common, ignoring each other was best.

Unexpectedly, Beyoncé beside him was embarrassingly unimpressive.

She even exclaimed, "Wow, it really is JLo!"

Hmm?

Wang Jian furrowed his brow and glanced at Beyoncé.

Fortunately...

She was quite sensible and did not rush forward to ask for an autograph.

Soon, with the stopping of the elevator, one man and three women arrived at the Chairman of Universal’s office.

Including Little Bronfman, Ron Meyer, and Francis Coppola, who were already waiting there.

"Mr. Wang, Miss Sofia, please have a seat."

Despite being terrible in business, this wealthy third-generation still had decent manners.

"As I understand, biographical movies usually pair with light music. Do you think so, Mr. Wang?" Little Bronfman asked.

"That’s exactly it," Sofia interjected. "Beautiful visuals matched with soothing music, that’s what biographical movies about writers should have."

Wang Jian looked at Francis Coppola and gave a slight shrug.

Old man, it’s your turn to take the stage.

In this area, you’re the authority, far more effective than any of us!

The great director smiled briefly, unhesitatingly kicking off the "sabotaging his daughter" mode.

"You can’t say that either. ’Forrest Gump,’ in a sense, is also a biographical movie."

"Yet its soundtrack significantly enhanced the film!"

"’Forrest Gump’ had what kind of music, and what is this?"

Sofia angrily spoke, and after getting permission from the rich third generation, she inserted the disc into the player.

"Here, no one has more right to speak than Jennifer Lopez, let her comment."

Jennifer Lopez looked around at everyone, a restrained smile on her face.

Although most of the people present had a much higher social status than hers.

But in terms of music, she was still quite confident.

"Just a writer, go write your novel, and quit dreaming anyone can do music."

Influenced by her, Beyoncé also started to doubt whether her decision was correct.

"Let’s listen to this trash!" Sofia angrily pressed the remote control.

"Bang bang, coming into the room I know you want..."

Listening to the lyrics filled with sexual innuendo, the great director Francis frowned.

"Uh...did I set Sofia up too harshly?" he looked at Wang Jian, his expression somewhat speechless.

"You’re a writer, and yet you write these kinds of lyrics?"

"Come on!" Wang Jian muttered under his breath: "It was meant to cause trouble, do you think it should match with world-famous songs?"

"Now hurry up and get in touch with Hans Zimmer, let him use his expertise to refute this pop singer!"

Meanwhile, Jennifer Lopez, listening to the music, had a moment of distraction.

Okay, the lyrics are indeed crude!

But coupled with the dynamic music, it surprisingly had quite an inciting power!

"Making movie soundtracks is just a joke, but this song should become popular!"

Jennifer Lopez felt she was nearly unable to restrain herself from swaying with the music.

"Jenny, give us your opinion, how is this song really?" Sofia asked with a sneer after looking at her father’s face.

Jennifer Lopez glanced at the great director Francis and then at Wang Jian, weighing the pros and cons internally.

"Is it worth trading a movie with an uncertain future for a song that might top the charts?"

"Causing trouble with Sofia, that shouldn’t make the Coppola family retaliate against me, right?"

She thought of what the great director had just said, and made up her mind.

"Mr. Little Bronfman," Lopez looked at Sofia with a hint of shame, "actually, having the characters in the drama sing the theme song with their real-life counterparts would be a bigger gimmick, right?"

What?

Except for Little Bronfman, who hadn’t yet figured out what was happening, everyone else was stunned.

"Could it be that my music appreciation skills are lacking, and this is really a good song?" Sofia Coppola fell into self-doubt.

Wang Jian similarly.

"I didn’t just deliver a divine assist, did I?"

As the only two professional singers present, Destiny’s Child couldn’t understand everyone’s demeanor.

From her perspective, this song was really good!

"Wow, Wang is so talented, not only can he write novels, but he can also make music!"

As for making soundtracks for movies, it felt too distant, somewhat incomprehensible to her.

Ron Meyer, seeing everyone’s expressions, hurriedly intensified his rhetoric.

He frantically explained to Little Bronfman how crucial it was for a movie to have gimmicks if it wanted to sell well.

Although he didn’t know what the problem was, Little Bronfman always felt something was off.

He pondered for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Let’s tentatively set it as the theme song, and decide after the film is shot."

He waved to Sofia, who had already moved away from Jennifer Lopez and was preparing to argue about something. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Now, what we need to consider is the promotion of the project."

"Mr. Francis, Mr. Wang, hope you can leverage your influence."

"As for the press, don’t worry." He stood up, clapped his hands, "New Universal must demonstrate its influence!"

Wang Jian secretly rolled his eyes, "Of course, Mr. Bronfman. We will definitely be successful!"

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