Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 42 No.40 Two——No.40 Three Chapters
"Old Liang, do you see if my author is the one on TV yesterday?"

"Where is it?" Lao Liang walked over and pushed Chang He away, sticking his head in front of the computer screen.

"Fuck!"

"I said, can you two be careful? There are so many people." On the other side, a female editor frowned and looked at the two of them viciously.

Leaving her alone, Lao Liang turned his head to look at Chang He, "Awesome brother, he actually recruited a celebrity author. Let me tell you, this kid is very popular now, and he will probably make his debut soon after the show is over."

For a moment, Chang He seemed to be a few years older. He reached out to smoke a cigarette, but put it down after realizing that this was an office.

Pity!If Fang Jing was not in charge, his monthly salary would be at least four or five thousand more, and the year-end bonus would be less than twenty thousand. If he won the rookie king, he would have a fifty thousand bonus.

But he is a star who is about to debut, and he can easily receive hundreds of thousands of advertisements. If he can write novels, he is probably an eunuch.

"Don't be discouraged! I heard that they are not allowed to go out in variety shows like this, and all mobile phones and communication tools are confiscated. Is this why there is no update?"

Lao Liang knew that Chang He had just got married this year and was burdened with a mortgage of more than 20 yuan, so he was counting on Zhu Xian's disaster relief funds to help him out.

It must be uncomfortable to be gone now, so I spoke to comfort him.

"That's right!" Chang He's eyes lit up, "It's not impossible, or... I'll go to Shanghai Satellite TV to remind me?"

Old Liang: ...

"No way, brother, I'll find out when I get back on the phone and ask."

"Why not? Of course you're not tired if you don't have hundreds of thousands of mortgages on you. You can help me carry the monthly payment of more than 6000?"

"All right, all right! You're my brother, you have the final say, but you don't have to go now, do you? It's almost noon, can't you do it later?"

"Yes!" Chang He sat down again, and said lightly, "You can drive me there later."

"Brother! Don't you know how to take a taxi? It's only a ten-minute drive!"

"I handed over all the money, and the whole body only costs thirty or so yuan, so save as much as you can."

Lao Liang was about to cry, "Then I'm not rich, can you live with your conscience if you oppress me every day?"

Chang He snorted coldly, squinted his eyes and looked at him coldly, "Who taught you when you first came, and who helped you speak well when you made mistakes and were criticized?

Who didn't have a lot of money at the beginning of last year, and came to my house every day to eat and drink?And last month..."

"Okay! I'll take you there, can't I take you there?"

Old Liang couldn't take it anymore, who told him that his foundation was weak, when he first came, it was Chang He who took him, and he was regarded as his half master.

"Oh! You have to pay it back sooner or later when you come out to hang out."

……

After clocking out of get off work, Lao Liang went to the parking lot and drove his BYD around to the gate. Chang He was already waiting. While Chang He was fastening his seat belt, he quickly took a photo of the two of them with his mobile phone and posted it on the group.

"Big Brother Changhe is coming in a menacing way, and he is rushing to Duan Genggou's house with a knife in his hand. If you owe more, hurry up and make up for it!"

Bai He: "It's amazing, 666, which big brother was flopped by Chang He?"

Lu Sheng: "Who else is there? The only one who has been interrupted recently is Zhu Xian. I will observe three minutes of silence."

Third Uncle: "Stop talking, I seem to hear a knock on the door, so go and open the door first."

Angry Birds: "I was so scared that I read the outline of my son-in-law, opened the WD liver and read [-] words."

Chang He looked at Lao Liang with a smirk on his face and was speechless, "What are you looking at? You're so happy to drink."

"Ahem! No! Fasten your seat belt, and the old driver will start the car."

……

"Fang Jing, your relatives are looking for you."

"relative?"

Having nothing to do, Fang Jing jumped out of bed and was practicing guitar, "Where do I get relatives from?"

The security guard shook his head, "That's what the front desk said, I don't know about the others, you should go and have a look."

"Could it be Teacher Xu? Didn't you hear she said she was coming?" Putting on his shoes, Fang Jing trotted out.

In the lobby on the first floor of Shanghai Satellite TV, Bei He held a glass of water, sat in the reception area with a dark face and said nothing, and Lao Liang secretly took a photo and posted it in the group.

"Everyone, we've arrived! We'll wait for the boss to throw a cup in a moment."

"I'm going, I really went! He is a ruthless person, and my hands are so scared that I am typing."

"Catch up here, you really can."

Fang Jing didn't see Xu Li when he came out, and there was no one he knew in the hall, "Have you left?"

When he came to the front desk, Fang Jing asked the staff, "Hi, I'm Fang Jing, did someone look for me just now?"

Before the staff could speak, Chang He trotted over from the sofa, "Me! I'm looking for you!"

During this period of time, Fang Jing's skin became much paler, and he was completely different from the Transfiguration Timer. Chang He didn't recognize him for a while, but fortunately Zi Liang reminded him.

"You are……"

Fang Jing was stunned, since when did there be such a relative in the family?Why doesn't he know him?
"I am a long river!"

"Crazy? I'm still setting the sun!"

"Hahahaha!" Old Liang beside him burst out laughing, he didn't expect that the two would say such a thing when they met.

"I am editor Changhe!"

"What the hell do I care about... Changhe?" Fang Jing came back to his senses, and only then remembered who it was, his editor Changhe, and the two had chatted many times on Penguin.

Why are you still looking for me?correct!The headquarters of the novel website seems to be in Shanghai.

Chang He breathed a sigh of relief, and his dark face finally returned to normal, "Are you the most handsome man in the world? The author of Zhu Xian?"

Although Fang Jing was shown on the information, in order to prevent others from stealing his ID card, he still had to confirm it himself.

"It's me! Why does Chang Heda have time to come to me? Just let Penguin know if something happens. I'm sorry to come all the way here."

The veins on Chang He's forehead were throbbing, what the hell should I tell him if it works?

Taking a deep breath and calming down a bit, Chang He showed a warm smile, "I sent you a message, but you didn't reply, and the phone was turned off when I called. It happened that the road was not far, so I came here in person."

Fang Jing laughed, "Then you just tell the front desk to find me, why did you become my relative?"

"Ahem! This is a misunderstanding. I thought so too. It's all Lao Liang's bad idea."

……

It's none of my business, it's obviously your idea, okay?

"Hello, Liangda! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Fang Jing shook hands with Lao Liang. Although he didn't write the supernatural channel, he had heard of it.

"Don't stand still, this way please."

Fang Jing knew that the two of them must have something to do here, so he would never ask him for an autograph, as he is not that popular yet.

In the reception area, Chang He didn't cut straight to the point, but said indifferently, "Fang Jing, how are you doing recently? Are you tired while coding and competing?"

There is no way, the rich man is the uncle, and Chang He still depends on Fang Jing for this month's mortgage payment, so you can't be polite.

"It's not hard work!" Fang Jing was uneasy and played his cards out of the routine, and almost choked Chang He with a single sentence. "I always code and save the manuscript in advance, and set the time to release it."

"Fortunately, it's not a eunuch." Chang He's heart sank, "Then how many manuscripts do you have? Is it not enough?"

"I saved dozens of chapters, it should be available for a while."

"Dozens of chapters? Can it be used for a while?" Chang He felt that he had to remind this young man of the monthly payment, bah!update thing.

"Ahem! Your manuscripts are all used up, haven't you noticed?"

"No way?"

"You post four or five chapters a day, how many days is enough for dozens of chapters? To be precise, you have stopped updating for three days."

"Really?" Fang Jing scratched his head, he was a bit busy during this period, he couldn't remember it, and it seemed that it was really cut off after counting the time.

"Then what... I'm really sorry, I can't go out in the near future, I'll make it up later."

"Don't do it!" Don't do it, the website is waiting for you, the real estate agent is not waiting for me, "Ahem! Zhuxian is in a hot period, and my suggestion is that it is best not to stop updating.

Which of the current readers is not the Sixth Court of Sannomiya? If you run away without updating others, it is unlikely that you will go back and catch up. "

Fang Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Chang He didn't come here to urge the change, did he? "But I can't go away in the near future, and I have to compete in two days."

Chang He's calm heart raised his throat again, and when the game was over, his bones were cold, and he looked at Fang Jing and said in a deep voice: "Brother, brother, I usually take you well, right? There are a lot of recommendations.

Just do me a favor, a little bit more, if it doesn't work, one chapter a day will do. "

"Okay!" Fang Jing nodded after thinking for a moment, instead of playing ping-pong idle, it's better to write Braille.

The important thing is that the manuscript fee has been paid out last month, and the reward plus subscription is more than 700.

He put it on the shelves at the end of the month, and this is only a ten-day manuscript fee. The more words in the future, the higher the income. Writing more than 100 million words is definitely a lot of money.

"I'll see if I can take half a day off in a while, and try to save as many manuscripts as possible."

He is already familiar with the lyrics and singing, and he can't improve much by practicing. It's not a big problem to ask for half a day off.

After getting the answer, Changhe finally feels at ease, Nima!It's really not easy to be an editor these days.

Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here, and when Fang Jing came back to the dormitory area, he met He Kangsheng. Originally, he wanted to go and asked for leave, but now he didn't have to run away.

"Fang Jing, who is looking for you? I heard from the front desk that they are your relatives?"

"It's not my relatives, it's from Yuedian Group. I wrote novels on their website some time ago, and the update has been discontinued in the past two days. The editor came over to take a look."

Fang Jing didn't hide anything, he just told the truth, anyway, it's not something shameful.

"By the way, plan He, I want to take half a day off to go out."

He Kangsheng frowned, "Writing novels? I didn't mean you. What kind of novels are you writing at this juncture?
The real thing is to prepare well for the competition. Once you enter the top ten and win the championship, the money in a notice will pay you to write novels for the rest of your life. "

"One size fits one size. These are two different things. I don't write novels just for money, and my hobby is also part of it."

Fang Jing didn't even bat an eyelid when he talked about panic. If it wasn't for money, who would write novels?Staying up all night hurts my body, my back hurts.

Walking on the road of stardom is indeed a sunny road, and the money comes quickly, but who can guarantee how long you can be popular?
And it's not yet the finals, who knows if they can win the championship until the last moment, it's always right to leave a way out.

If one day the entertainment district can't survive, returning to write novels is also a good way out.

The point is that Zhu Xian is quite popular now, tens of thousands a month, and a stingy person like Fang Jing is of course reluctant to give up.

"Okay, you go, come back before dinner." After thinking about it, He Kangsheng nodded. After all, they were just a program, and the binding force was not so strong.

Contestants who want to go out are also approved, as long as they don't disclose the content of the program recording in advance.

"By the way, think about what Yang Ning told you." He Kangsheng said suddenly, "She is a good manager, and you won't be buried under her hands."

"Thank you, I will seriously consider it." Fang Jing gave He Kangsheng a weird look, no matter what the other party's purpose, he still nodded his thanks.

He checked a lot of information about Yang Ning two days ago, and the Chen Haibo she brought up before was indeed very popular.

But it seems that he offended the bigwigs in the entertainment industry, and was sentenced to half a year in the end. It is estimated that his future career is gone.

……

Taking out a coat and ID card, Fang Jing walked to the nearest Internet cafe, picked a corner, and turned on the computer by himself to quickly code.

Some time ago, Fang Jing wrote novels every day, and Fang Jing's typing speed increased a lot, and he had vaguely returned to the speed of his previous life.

Now I don’t even need to look at the keyboard, just type directly, only to hear a crackling sound, and lines of words appear on the screen.

"what!"

At seven o'clock in the evening, Fang Jing stretched his waist and yawned, shook his sore hands, turned off the computer, got up and left.

In one afternoon, six or seven hours, he didn't eat a mouthful of food, and coded eight chapters, more than 1 words, all of which were set to be updated one day.

……

"Hello, viewers and friends in front of the TV, welcome to the Voice of China Dream, broadcast under the title of Nongfu Spring.

After several rounds of fierce competition, we have selected [-] most beautiful voices from all over the country.

The big waves wash away the sand, and the real elites are left behind. In this duel between 35 and [-], who will go and who will stay?We will wait and see. "

After the host's introduction, the three tutors appeared on the stage. The three of them didn't waste too much time, and they sang a song together and sat in the tutor's seat.

The order of the contestants was determined by lottery. Fang Jing was in seventh place. Shen Hao was unlucky and got the first place. His hands are still shaking.

Zhao Lei and Yu Meng were at the back, and they both looked relaxed. Now that they decided to leave, they didn't care as much about winning or losing as they did at the beginning.

"Stop drinking, what should I do if I'm nervous and urgent to urinate?" Seeing Shen Hao gulping down two bottles of water, Fang Jing kindly reminded him.

"Phew! I'm a little nervous. I heard that drinking water can divert attention, come on!"

Fang Jing chuckled, "Who told you? How can you still sing after drinking and belching for a while?"

"Hurp! Then... hiccup! What should I do?" Shen Hao was worried. If he really lost the game because of nervousness, the 10 yuan song would be wasted.

"Teach you a way, touching your ears or pinching the back of your neck can stimulate the brain nerves and greatly divert your attention.

If it’s really not possible, you can close your eyes when singing, and don’t look at the instructor and the audience. "

"Hiss! This method is good!" Shen Hao grinned, the back of his neck was red.

"Let us applaud the No. [-] contestant Shen Hao, and the songs he brings are different from us!"

Hearing his name being called, Shen Hao took a few deep breaths, walked up from the side of the stage, adjusted the microphone and bowed to the sound teacher.

The lights dimmed, and a low-pitched guitar sound came out. Just when the audience thought it was a lyrical song, it suddenly turned around, the guitar was high-pitched, and the blood was ignited.

brother for so many years

who knows you better than me
Too much too much is not easy

who knows you better than me
Too much too much is not easy

Smoothed out the years and temper
……

Shen Hao's voice is hoarse, wild and uninhibited, singing this song has a bit more charm, but it doesn't have the feeling of having nothing and never turning back in Fang Jing's memory of the original singer.

Music needs to convey emotions, and emotions come from life. Shen Hao has never experienced ups and downs, and he has never had a day when he was so poor that he could not sing that kind of feeling.

Therefore, in order to be more emotional and sing more carefully, Fang Jing will choose songs that match his life experience every time he chooses a song.

After all, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, it wouldn't be a big deal to sing ordinary people's songs. Anyone with long ears can tell that this is not an emotion that young people can have.

"We are different"

"Everyone is different"

"We are here"

"Waiting for you here"

"We are different"

"While going through different things"

"We all wish"

"Meet again in the next life"

……

Looking at the sheet music in his hand, Han Hong nodded secretly. The guy on the stage sang well. Although the lyrics were a bit drooling, I have to say that ordinary people just like this.

But what's going on with your eyes closed all the time?It doesn't have to be like this to sing well, right?
Fortunately, the light on the stage was a bit dim, and not many people noticed that Shen Hao had his eyes closed, but he tripped over a wire on the ground halfway, but fortunately he didn't fall.

"We all wish"

"We can meet again in the next life"

After the last note fell, Shen Hao finished singing, and the stage lighting returned to normal. He didn't know how the singing effect was, he only knew that it was very enjoyable.

After singing this meeting, I felt uneasy, the microphone was wet with the sweat of my palms, and I looked at Han Hong, Huang Xiaoming and Li Wen expectantly.

Taking off her glasses, Han Hong rubbed the center of her brows. The singer's song program group usually doesn't give them in advance, it's only for official competitions.

Just now she noticed that the lyrics and composition of this song were signed by Fang Jing, not only this song, but the song sung by a girl named Yu Meng later, the lyrics and music were also Fang Jing.

I have to say, this guy has a really big heart. She has never seen a competitor write a song for a competition. The key is that the opponent still sings. One dares to write and the other dares to sing. She is convinced of this kind of operation.

(End of this chapter)