Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 212

When Fang Jing went back, he was busy with Lao Jiumen's filming.

Huang Bo's 2000 million plus the company's 5000 million, 7000 million has already been credited to the account, and the advertiser's side has also pulled 500 million, and he took out all the publishing fees that are proud of him later, and added his personal savings, a goal of [-] million Finish.

He now holds 70.00% of the shares of Nanjing Entertainment, and he is truly a major shareholder.

For the time being, the shooting location has been decided in Hengdian. This time, I will go back to do pre-shooting work. There are several real scenes that need to be set up, which involve a large amount of money. Xu Shi can't make up his mind, so let him go over and discuss with him.

In addition, the recruitment of actors and crew members should also start.

"Fang Jing, you performed well and sang really well. Is this your new song?"

"Mr. Fang Jing, that's great. You don't know, but I got goosebumps when you spoke."

"Lao Han told me that you haven't studied music systematically, but your singing skills are very solid. I didn't believe it at first, but now I have seen it."

"Congratulations, great performance."

Except for Han Hong and Sun Bei, the other singers all looked rejoiced. Fortunately, Fang Jing was only a supporting singer. If they participated, there would be no business with them. Turning to look at Xu Jie, I saw that he smiled reluctantly, more than crying. Also ugly.

"You are very strong, and your treble is explosive. If you put more emotion into it, it will be more perfect."

Unable to find any other attack points, Xu Jie could only say that Fang Jing sang without emotion. Anyway, this thing is illusory, and there is no standard, so he can say whatever he wants.

In a word, you don't lose if you lose!

"Thank you for your advice, I'm so thankful, I can't sleep day and night after listening to Brother Jie's prayer to heaven and earth, combined with your life experience, I finally wrote this cool song two days ago, this is your inspiration!"

I bother!You are cold, and your whole family is cold.

Xu Jie's expression seemed constipated, his tooth socket was about to be crushed, and the veins on his back were bulging, and he endured it very hard.

"I'm going to the bathroom, you guys talk!"

Not wanting to see Fang Jing's old face, Xu Jie escaped by urinating, if he was not afraid of offending Shonan Satellite TV, he would have wanted to leave now.

Seeing him going out, Lu Feifei's eyes flashed with disdain, waste, wasting my mother's money, what a loss, if I knew it was not good, I might as well change my previous partner.

"Wow! Brother Fang Jing, you are really amazing. You actually released a new work. Help me write one too."

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Lu Feifei's adoring expression, Fang Jing gently stroked his hair, and said modestly, "Let's wait another day."

It seems that this statement is a bit inappropriate, and added: "The main reason is that I have been a little busy recently."

"It's okay, I can wait, thank you in advance."

Fang Jing: ...

Which word is this affirmative?Labor and management are polite, are you serious?
"Ahem! I don't have much time for seven or eight months."

Han Hong couldn't help laughing, isn't this too perfunctory?It's understandable to be busy, but it's a bit ridiculous to say that I didn't write a song for seven or eight months.

"Haha! It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, you are busy, add a friend later, next year I will ask you for a reminder!"

There are not many thin-skinned people who can be in the entertainment industry, let alone Lu Feifei who is young and has come to where she is today after two years of debut.

Fang Jing really wanted to give himself a slap, if he had known this woman was so difficult, he shouldn't have said anything about it.

"Mr. Han Hong, it's your turn." A staff member opened the door and said in a low voice.

"Go ahead first, look at me, Old Han!"

Han Hong tidied up her collar, and strode out with a silver microphone.

It is said that her microphone was given by Sophie Marceau. It is unique in the world and worth more than 30 yuan. The sound quality is particularly good, and it is generally not easy to use.

"The field next to me"

"The fragrance of jujube flowers at hand"

"Sorghum is ripe and red all over the sky"

"Jiu'er, I will take you to a distant place"

Han Hong sang Jiu'er, the theme song of Red Sorghum, which was also one of her masterpieces many years ago. She sang four lines of lyrics over and over throughout the whole process.

Fang Jing has seen what singing skills are. The song with four lines of lyrics is sung four times. It is ordinary, there is no crying, no love words.

But it sounds like he is narrating a series of inner monologues, each sentence is a story, and it really sings flowers.

He didn't know what to say about this except for a bullpen.

Singers come on stage one by one, and come down one by one, the gap is obvious. The appeal and singing skills of the older generation such as Han Hong are too strong.

Now some young singers sing gaudy songs, with a few sentences in Chinese and some English, and the dance with the pig arch ring is simply eye-catching.

It's not enough to put it in front of a real singer, it's a complete blow!
Xu Jie squatted in the toilet for more than 20 minutes. When he came back, he had almost finished singing, and then [-] audience voted.

After a while, everyone came to the front desk, and producer Hong Tao announced the voting rankings.

"The one with the most votes is 490 votes, No.1! No.1 is... who, everyone, guess is it on my left or right, male or female? Two words or three words.

Hong Tao's ink marks are really famous, and Fang Jing felt like hitting someone when he didn't want to talk about it for a long time.

"I declare that No.1 is... Teacher Han Hong!"

Everyone applauded. They were not surprised by this result. Han Hong is too strong. This song "Jiu'er" was a top performer in the music scene in the early years. With four lines of lyrics, few dared to challenge it.

"Then who is No.2? Everyone can guess?"

Liu Wei was nervous, his palms were sweaty, but he still had to look calm in front of the camera, which was really tormented.

Seeing that Hong Tao was in ink again, she really wanted to snatch that little notebook over to have a look.

"Who is No.2? I declare, No.2... is really good, he is two votes away from the first one. Okay, okay, I'll say it right away, not to mention, I feel like the audience wants to jump up and hit me."

"No.2 is Liu Wei, 490 six votes, congratulations."

Fang Jing was the guest vocalist and did not participate in the voting, so the audience voted for Liu Wei.

"Really? Really me?"

Liu Wei was excited and couldn't believe it. After realizing it, she bowed and smiled brightly. This was the first time she got such a high vote, and she almost caught up with Han Hong.

Successful singing, it means that she will not be eliminated, and there is another round to go. I am grateful to look at Fang Jing, if it is not for him, he will definitely not be able to pass this level.

"No.3, 430 two votes... Teacher Sun Bei!"

"No.4, 430 votes...Lu Feifei!"

……

After the ranking was announced, Liu Wei's dinner invitation was rejected. Fang Jing greeted Han Hong, Sun Bei and others and prepared to leave.

Hesitating to speak, Han Hong finally said nothing, patted him on the shoulder, and said see you next time.

On the way back to the hotel, Han Hong and Sun Bei were in the same car.

"Didn't I tell you to accept him as a student?"

"I can't teach you!" Sun Bei said with a bitter face, "I don't know where this freak came out. It's rare for me to see so many changes in the style of music. It's too wasteful to ask me to be a teacher."

"Didn't you say that he is a quack? Since that's the case, it's fine to keep it up. It might be counterproductive if you join my academy."

"The music association..."

"Wait for two years, a little young, grind it out."

……

In Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, at eight o'clock in the evening, Xu Shi drove Fang Jing to the company.

In the brightly lit building, more than 20 people are working overtime, and there are drawings on the table.

"This is your first time here. Let me show you around. I have reserved your office for you."

"No... I came here in such a hurry, so you brought me here to work overtime? Can't you have something to eat?"

"Don't worry, the takeaway has been ordered and will arrive in a while."

(End of this chapter)