From traffic to movie star

Chapter 22

Wei Xun's house, the living room.

Mao Bin nestled on the sofa, holding the computer happily, and checked the comments of netizens praising Wei Xun: "Brother Xun, although Blu-ray Satellite TV is not very kind to hype you this time, but the finishing work is quite interesting."

In the shady incident of "Please Call Me an Actor", Blu-ray Satellite TV's marketing was excellent, but as a party involved, Wei Xun didn't even know about it.

This also made Mao Bin quite critical.

God knows how worried he was when he saw Wei Xun being attacked by the whole network last night.

Even if Blu-ray Satellite TV plans to launch Wei Xun to attract attention and hype, it should at least say hello in advance, and it will scare people to death if they come out without saying a word.

If it wasn't for the fact that Blu-ray Satellite TV made Wei Xun beautiful enough in the later stage, and Wei Xun also took advantage of this to increase his reputation, Mao Bin would definitely not be happy to let it go.

But then again, as a little assistant, even if he doesn't like it, he has nothing to do with Blu-ray Satellite TV.

Wei Xun was running on the treadmill at the moment. He wiped off his sweat and said panting slightly: "I guess the program group is hyping me up this time. Although they didn't say hello to us, they must have passed with Tianguang. Do you still remember?" I remember, Li Tianzhi once said that Sun Kuo had called him at the backstage of Lin Chao's press conference at Tianguang Media."

Mao Bin blinked when he heard the words: "I remember, Mr. Li also said that Mr. Sun praised you for your good acting skills."

"Yes, I heard that when Li Tianzhi was young, he studied in the Directing Department of the Film Academy, and was a student under Teacher Sun's supervision."

Wei Xun said: "If my expectations are not bad, Mr. Tuo Sun should have told Li Tianzhi about this in the show crew. I was able to clean up so smoothly in the incident of "Please Call Me an Actor". Made an effort."

If it weren't for Li Tianzhi's advance arrangements behind the scenes, it would definitely not be so easy for Wei Xun to quickly reach the level of counterattack of the whole network's word-of-mouth.

The reason why Li Tianzhi is willing to help Wei Xun must be due to Sun Kuo's affection.

This Teacher Sun is indeed an admirable senior.

Mao Bin hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and said, "Brother Xun, from this point of view, Mr. Li is not bad."

"Sometimes, friendship belongs to friendship, and interests belong to interests. Li Tianzhi is a businessman after all, and he must talk about business in business." Wei Xun smiled: "He helped me, and I think he will come to claim credit soon, and then in my Payback here."

Mao Bin subconsciously asked, "What return?"

"The song "The Devil from Heaven" is now popular all over the Internet. The single has not yet been released, and all the copyrights are in my hands. Do you think it is possible for the company to let this piece of fat slip away? The contract I signed with Tianguang It stipulates that even if it is a song written by me personally, Tianguang also enjoys the priority of representation."

Wei Xun said: "Just wait, maybe within a few days, the company will come to talk to me about releasing a single."

After hearing Wei Xun's analysis, Mao Bin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't speak.

Compared with movies that can only earn a few months at the box office, the revenue period of songs is very long, but the income is very considerable.

Today's popular songs on the Internet represent tens of millions, or even billions of dollars in revenue.

"The Devil from Heaven" has become popular all over the Internet, and it is a good tool for making money. How could Tianguang Media be willing to let go of this fat?
Seeing Mao Bin's worried face, Wei Xun got off the treadmill, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Of course, all of this is my guess, whether it's true or not is another story, don't worry too much. "

Ding Ding!

Just as Wei Xun finished speaking, someone rang the doorbell outside.

Mao Bin jumped up from the sofa in shock, and smacked his tongue: "Brother Xun, you probably expected it. The company has sent someone to talk to us about the single, right?"

Wei Xun shook his head and said: "The one who should come can't hide, what are you afraid of, you go and open the door, and I will change clothes."

A few minutes later, Wei Xun changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom. When he saw the people in the living room, he was slightly taken aback.

The person who came to the door was not from Tianguang. At this moment, a middle-aged man with a slightly old appearance was sitting on the sofa, while Mao Bin was standing beside him with a reserved expression.

Seeing Wei Xun, the middle-aged man stood up and said rather awkwardly, "Xiao Xun."

This man is Wei Xun's father, Wei Changdong.

It was because of his wrong decision-making a few years ago that the company went bankrupt, and he owed [-] million in debt and was unable to repay it. In the end, these debts were all placed on Wei Xun, who was underage at the time.

The astronomical arrears of [-] million almost crushed Wei Xun, and left an indelible scar between the father and son.

It is true that the debts of the father and the son must be paid, but when the only thing left in life is to pay back the money and there is no hope for the future, Wei Xun will inevitably feel resentful towards Wei Changdong.

So over the years, the relationship between father and son has become more and more rigid. Unless during the holidays, Wei Xun lives outside by himself, and only occasionally goes home.

Of course, as a father who let his son bear a debt of [-] million yuan, Wei Changdong has always been guilty of Wei Xun.

But who is right and who is wrong in this matter, who can say clearly.

"You are here."

Wei Xun glanced at the white hair on the sideburns of this middle-aged man, sighed in his heart, and said, "Sit down quickly, where is my mother, is she okay?"

His gentle attitude stunned the two present.

Wei Changdong was even more flattered. He sat down on the sofa, his cheeks trembling slightly, but he still tried his best to maintain a smiling face, and said, "Your mother is in good health recently, but she keeps talking about you, so let me take a look. "

It's no wonder that Wei Changdong lost his composure. He couldn't remember the last time his son talked to him so gently.

"I've been a little busy recently. I'll go back and watch when I finish my work..." Wei Xun was silent for a moment, before he finished speaking, his phone rang.

Wei Changdong hurriedly said: "You answer the phone first, don't worry."

So Wei Xun took out his mobile phone, the caller ID was an unfamiliar number, he pressed the answer button, and heard the other side say: "Is it Wei Xun, I am Wen Tao, the chief director of "Gold Medal Singer"."

Wei Xun was surprised when he heard the words: "Hello, Director Wen, I am Wei Xun."

According to the agreement, this afternoon he will go to the live rehearsal of Hongman TV's "Gold Medal Singer" program in advance to prepare for the live broadcast in the evening.

But it was only this morning, why did chief director Wen Tao call him suddenly?
"Hello, hello, Wei Xun, your performance in "Please Call Me an Actor" yesterday was very good, congratulations."

After Wen Tao confirmed the person, he said with a smile: "It's Wei Xun like this, your song "The Devil from Heaven" is of high quality, and it's even more popular on the Internet now, I'm calling you, nothing else Meaning, I just want to ask, do you still have any original new songs that have not been produced?"

Wei Xun heard the words and said noncommittally: "I heard that the director has something to say."

"Haha, if you say that, I guess you must have a new song." On the other side of the phone, Wen Tao said in a slightly bewitching tone: "Wei Xun, do you want to consider coming to "Singer" to sing a new original song tonight? After all, "The Devil from Heaven" has already had enough exposure, and I guarantee that if the quality of this new song is sufficient, "Singer" will definitely help you become popular."

Is there a new song?

Wei Xun did not give an answer immediately, but said: "How about this, Director Wen, let's meet and talk in the afternoon, how about it?"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you on the stage in the afternoon." Wen Tao was also happy, and hung up the phone very simply.

When Wei Xun put away his phone, Mao Bin, who had already listened to the general idea, immediately asked, "Brother Xun, do you really still have original songs?"

Wei Xun frowned slightly: "Yes, there is, but the matter of copyright..."

Cooperating with "Gold Medal Singer" must be beneficial to him, and it couldn't be easier for Wei Xun to come up with a new song.

But Wei Xun himself was crushed by Tianguang Media's contract of prostitution. "The Devil from Heaven" has been targeted by the company, and another new song will be released. In the end, it is equivalent to making a wedding dress for someone else.

"Brother Xun, we can be flexible." Mao Bin hesitated for a moment, glanced at Wei Changdong next to him, and carefully suggested: "I think you can put the copyright of the new song under Uncle Wei's name."

Under Wei Changdong's name?This is a good idea.

Wei Xun looked at Wei Changdong when he heard the words, hesitantly said: "Look..."

Although he didn't know what his son wanted to do, Wei Changdong naturally agreed with all his heart: "No problem, just tell me what you need me to do."

"Don't worry, let's talk slowly later." Seeing that it was time for dinner, Wei Xun shook his head and asked Mao Bin to go downstairs to buy some wine and vegetables, and the three of them had lunch in the restaurant.

At the dinner table, Wei Xun briefly explained the grievances between himself and Tianguang Media, and the reason why the song should be put under someone else's name, and then said: "The main reason is that I have some ability now, and I plan to fight it myself. .”

Wei Changdong felt guilty when he heard the words, and said in a trembling voice, "If it wasn't for me..."

Seeing the cautious appearance of the middle-aged man in front of him, Wei Xun felt sore in his heart.

For the first time, he felt that his icy time travel had begun to take on a human touch.

Hongtu Baye has to work hard, and the parents have to worry about their shortcomings.

Thinking of this, he interrupted Wei Changdong's unfinished sentence, picked up the glass and poured wine for the other party, and called out the title that he hadn't called out just now: "Don't talk about Dad, I understand, come on, my grandfather Two go one by one."

Wei Changdong's eyes turned red instantly.

"Hey, don't talk, don't talk." He wiped away his tears, then picked up the wine glass, and touched the glass in Wei Xun's hand.

The moment the crisp sound rang out, the years of estrangement between father and son also dissipated.

　ps: Thanks to the qq bookstore user 'Asura' for the reward, it was a waste of money.Thanks to the boss of 'Painting and Calligraphy' for adding me to the book list, and finally continue to ask for recommendation tickets.

　　
　
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