Chapter 1157 You say there is, then there is.

Because of Su Yu's arrival, everyone became a bit reserved. However, after interacting for a while, the awkward atmosphere gradually dissipated. Although people still glanced at Su Yu unintentionally, they were no longer as tense as they were at the beginning. Lin Yanyu's appetite improved after Su Yu arrived. She picked up a string of grapes, fed one to Su Yu, and then popped one into her own mouth. Seeing the two of them so sweet, the others felt a bit overwhelmed. Sun Wenwen also kept looking at Lin Yanyu, feeling quite unsettled in her heart. She had already gained the upper hand, and although it didn't amount to much, it made her feel good. Now, with Ting Yu's arrival, she felt completely overshadowed. "Director Wei, you've arrived just in time. Teacher Ting Yu has finally come to our crew, so it's a good opportunity to ask him about our theme song." Suddenly, Sun Wenwen steered the conversation to the theme song. She knew that Ting Yu was a world-renowned music god, and if he provided guidance, Zheng Chengjun's song would definitely become a hit. Zheng Chengjun, standing beside her, frowned. He didn't know what Sun Wenwen was up to, but as a top producer, he felt he wasn't qualified to ask Ting Yu for advice. "Wenwen, don't say that. With my level of skill, how dare I ask Teacher Ting Yu!" He wasn't being flattering or sarcastic; he genuinely meant it. In the C-pop music scene, Ting Yu was a god, deserving of respect from every musician. He shouldn't be exploited for his popularity! Sun Wenwen wasn't from the industry and didn't understand Ting Yu's status among industry professionals. "What theme song?" Su Yu asked, stunned. "Heh, the theme song for our public service film was produced by Mr. Zheng," Director Wei replied with a smile. He actually had his own agenda. If the theme song could receive guidance from Ting Yu, the news would generate significant buzz. Although public service shorts weren't for profit, high popularity would add a brilliant stroke to Director Wei's resume. "Susu, since there's nothing else to do, let's listen to the song. I haven't heard the theme song yet either." Lin Yanyu, being sharp-witted, noticed Sun Wenwen's attempt to ride on Su Yu's popularity and immediately devised a plan. "Alright, shall we listen?" Su Yu looked at Director Wei. Director Wei's face lit up with joy. "Okay, I'll go get the song!" Although there were speakers playing music at the scene, the song was on his computer, so he had to go back to retrieve the song file. "Thank you, Teacher Ting Yu." After Director Wei left, Sun Wenwen smiled gratefully at Su Yu. She knew how much attention this song would receive if it were reviewed by Ting Yu. Moreover, it would significantly boost her husband's industry standing. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel proud. She was simply too clever. Although Lin Yanyu had stolen the spotlight, in the end, it was her and her husband who benefited. Not long after, Director Wei returned with a laptop and connected it to the speakers via Bluetooth. "Teacher Ting Yu, this is the environmental protection public service short film we shot. It will be played by the official media in documentaries." Director Wei introduced the short film they had shot and then began playing the theme song that accompanied it. Director Wei's team was a small one. The official public service short film project had been outsourced to them. In fact, everyone was doing this for public service, not for significant compensation. Just like Lin Yanyu, a star of her caliber only received ten to twenty thousand yuan for filming, which was insignificant to her. However, public service shorts weren't about pay; they were about social impact. Public service was always the best way for artists to build their reputation. The purpose of artists like Sun Wenwen participating in short films was also for public service. While these activities didn't yield much pay, they were highly sought after in the industry. After all, making money was easy for artists, but reputation and social influence were difficult to build. These good reputations were the ultimate shield for an artist. Some celebrities worked tirelessly for public welfare and charity hoping that if they ever found themselves in public scrutiny, they could use these good deeds to buy themselves some time. Of course, besides these, some artists genuinely wanted to contribute to charity and selflessly worked behind the scenes without seeking any reward. However, such artists were very rare. As the short film played, Su Yu gradually understood the theme of their filming: environmental destruction, wasteland, and the hope of reconstruction. These keywords appeared in his mind. "Teacher Ting Yu, what do you think of this song?" Director Wei asked tentatively after the song finished. Zheng Chengjun also held his breath, looking at Su Yu. Although he didn't want to exploit Ting Yu like this, he really wanted to hear the music god's evaluation of his work. "Overall, it's very good. It captures that post-apocalyptic feeling," Su Yu nodded, then shook his head. "However, your song focuses too much on the post-apocalyptic feel and overlooks the true meaning of this short film." "What meaning?" Zheng Chengjun's face first lit up at Su Yu's praise, but then as he heard Su Yu's "however," his smile instantly froze. "The core of this short film is not to depict an apocalypse," Su Yu said, looking at Director Wei. "It's hope." "That's right. When I discussed it with Teacher Zheng earlier, we also talked about it. This short film is mainly about letting people see hope through disaster. This version is the best after several revisions," Director Wei said with a wry smile. They knew the purpose of the short film they were shooting. Although it was meant to raise environmental awareness, it ultimately ended with hope: the clouds dispersed, sunlight bathed the earth, and the hope of everything reviving. "My specialty is actually love songs. This is the first time I've written for this genre, and there aren't many songs of this type on the market," Zheng Chengjun explained. "I think it sounds good, and that post-apocalyptic atmosphere creates a strong visual for me..." Sun Wenwen couldn't help but interject, seeing Su Yu being so blunt. However, before she could finish, Zheng Chengjun interrupted her. "Shut up, what do you know about songwriting!" Zheng Chengjun's gentleness was gone, replaced by a sternness. He knew how rare an opportunity it was to get feedback from Ting Yu. He also knew that his wife Sun Wenwen wanted to help him, but what Ting Yu said was true, and his song did indeed have some disconnect with the short film. "You!" Sun Wenwen felt a little wronged seeing her husband suddenly change his expression, especially since she was clearly trying to help Zheng Chengjun. At this moment, Lin Yanyu's lips curved slightly. She grabbed Su Yu's hand and asked with a smile, "Susu, do you have a suitable song?" After speaking, she blinked her bright eyes, looking at Su Yu with a pure and adorable expression. "If you say you have one, then you have one," Su Yu said, playfully flicking her upturned nose. Lin Yanyu wrinkled her nose and then looked at Director Wei, "If you can't find a suitable one, you can let my husband write one." Director Wei was first stunned, then looked at Su Yu with overwhelming joy, "Really... really? Is it possible? But our budget is limited..." Su Yu's fee for a song was now astronomical. "It's all for public service to the officials anyway, so money isn't important," Lin Yanyu waved her hand. Su Yu's brow twitched slightly. He finally understood Lin Yanyu's intention: to let him snatch Sun Wenwen's husband's opportunity for public service. Su Yu didn't mind. Sun Wenwen had been causing trouble from the beginning, and Lin Yanyu's actions were not excessive. However, you still have to accept money for charity. What do you mean money isn't important, you spendthrift!