New Year's Day actually wasn't far off. There were only two weeks left.
Under normal circumstances, if you asked Cheng Guangyao to produce all the music for an entire animated series in two weeks, he would kick you straight out and terminate the contract. Was this some fucking joke?
This time, however, Cheng Guangyao said nothing of the sort. When he had asked about the deadline himself, he had only said that "one week" wasn't enough.
In other words, two weeks really was about right.
Because Qiu Wuji was practically a living music library. Her repertoire of qin pieces was staggering, and each piece was more suitable than the last. There was something for every kind of scene. Even the sinister or violent atmosphere of Demonic Path scenes fit perfectly, as though she had witnessed them herself.
Cheng Guangyao even felt that giving him a music library to choose from wouldn't be this convenient. He would at least have to pick the pieces himself. This young woman came with her own search function and handed him the selections ready-made...
Or perhaps she wasn't selecting pieces at all. Cheng Guangyao always felt that a casual brush of her fingers across the strings conjured the very essence of immortality.
With the pieces laid out before him, how hard could arranging them and assigning the instruments be? A professional could rearrange a piece beyond recognition in half an hour, let alone Cheng Guangyao...
As long as they settled on the theme song first, everything else was actually quite simple.
Finding a lyricist and a singer would also take only one phone call from Cheng Guangyao. He could go straight to the National Team without even having to negotiate a price.
But for the moment, Cheng Guangyao was still a little hesitant, unsure how