China entertainment that year eighteen

Chapter 19 The Game Broadcast
In the [-]th Youth Song Competition, Li Qiong was a different kind. At the beginning, she applied for ethnicity, but later found out that it was not that style, so this time it was changed to popular.

In Lu Heng's memory, she was finally given a special award, and it was because of her that a category was added to the Youth Song Competition - original ecology.

As for the ethnic group, there is Zu Hai, and Lu Heng has a deep impression of her, after all, there will be nationality in the future.

At the end, Lu Heng had a warm exchange with the two sisters, which benefited a lot.

But some other people saw that Lu Heng's eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not a nose.

It’s okay to be young and good-looking, it’s okay to be so tall, it’s okay to be tall, there is someone behind it—the big star Lin Yilun recommended to come in.

Who would you not hate?

But I don't have the confidence to hate. After all, he has composed and sung, and the songs are so good. On the other hand, looking at his own songs, they are all kind of stuff.

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Recently, with the guidance of Lin Yilun and Zhou Xiaoou, Lu Heng's breath and voice are much stronger than before.

Although it is said that singing is a long-term skill, for Lu Heng who has been practicing, it is actually a layer of window paper.

If it is pierced, adjust it again, it is not inferior to professional singers.Coupled with the novel style and sense of rhythm of this song, it is different from popular music now, so some judges gave high marks.

In this game, Lu Heng got off to a good start, and he was naturally in a happy mood.

When I came out of the studio, I happened to meet Wang Xianping, the director of the previous sketch contest:

"Hey, Xiao Lu, why are you here today?"

"Hi Director Wang, I'm here to participate in the Youth Song Competition." Lu Heng said politely.

Wang Xianping was a little surprised and said: "You still have this ability? You can act and sing, yes!"

If any of these two items can enter CCTV, it represents a certain level, but in the previous skit competition, Lu Heng never showed it, which naturally surprised Wang Xianping.

Lu Heng smiled: "Maybe it's because my dad is an actor and my mom is a music teacher?"

This made Wang Xianping laugh.

The two chatted for a few more words, and Wang Xianping said that if she had time, she would go to see the next game. After all, she was quite surprised by Lu Heng, a guy from the countryside.

This is the chief director of next year's Spring Festival Gala, of course Lu Heng warmly welcomes him.

"By the way, it's just right. Our skit competition will be broadcast at 09:30 tonight. Remember to watch it then."

"Really, good Director Wang, I will definitely watch it when the time comes."

Lu Heng waited outside for a while, and Lin Yilun, who was chatting with some judges inside, came out.

"A few people may have a big opinion on you, and reflected it to the judges, and said some bad things." Lin Yilun was a little angry.

Lu Heng could take it easy: "What's the matter, as long as the judges are impartial, I'm not afraid of them making trouble."

Lin Yilun nodded: "What they talk about most is the music style and direction, but that's okay. Four years ago, I was able to receive the award here for singing "Love Birds". I can't go back."

"That's it, don't take that to heart." Lu Heng comforted him instead.

Sitting in Lin Yilun's car, he suddenly said: "By the way, I just received a call. The sales data in the capital area came out yesterday. Your tapes sold more than 200 copies."

Worried that Lu Heng would be disappointed by the data, he started the car and said:

"After the release of "Love Birds", I was taken to run a publicity competition to participate in the competition. The sales volume in Guangdong City on the first day was less than three digits. You are already three times mine."

Lu Heng laughed and said, "I understand. If you count two hundred dishes at 10 yuan each, it's 2000 yuan. The ratio is [-] yuan. I earn [-] yuan a day, which is as good as I was in Qunyi before." One month’s salary for the restaurant, what’s not to like?”

Lin Yilun was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little stuffed.

If an album retails for 10 yuan, the cost of production and recording is 3 yuan, the audio-visual store and channel dealers take 2 yuan, and Lu Heng takes 2 yuan, leaving only 3 yuan in his hands.

In other words, at least [-] copies had to be sold before he could start making money.

And in the meantime, he had to promote and publicize, which was another expense. Roughly speaking, he didn't earn as much as Lu Heng.

Of course, he was only momentarily stunned by Lu Heng's words.

After all, Lu Heng's first release is small, only 50 copies, and the price of recording must be high. Like his first release of [-] and subsequent additions, it can be reduced to two yuan.

And if it is really going to be popular, the cost can be reduced by printing more, and the retail price can be raised to 12, which will be a bit higher in his hands.

However, audiovisual stores, distributors, and Lu Heng are all in proportion, and this one cannot be changed.

When he arrived at Lin Yilun's company, he took out another piece of paper with the upcoming itinerary printed on it, which were all for Lu Heng's arrangements for programs and interview appointments for paper media, not only in Beijing, but also in Shanghai and Guangdong.

"It feels like it won't be easy until the Chinese New Year." Lu Heng sighed.

Lin Yilun glanced at him: "You just have to do it, I have to participate in the rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala soon, and that will kill me, it will take a lot of rounds."

Lu Heng smiled and said: "It seems that your name is not worthy of the name, Lin Duolun is more appropriate."

Lin Yilun couldn't laugh or cry.

After leaving his company, Lu Heng called his family and told him about the airing of the skit competition tonight. This was what Lao Lu had asked many times before, and he must be told when it will be aired.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Lu hurriedly called the curator and other people.

"Hey, old Lu, old Lu, why are you saying that this kid is disobedient? You don't want a good job, you have to take some art exams, and make some small movies. Isn't this nonsense." The curator hated Tie a little. Not into steel.

Lu Weimin smiled bitterly and said, "I can't control the child anymore when he's grown up. I can only let him. He said he likes it."

Even so, Lu Weimin was somewhat annoyed by Xu Baiyang, who was an actor from the performance team who came to the competition with Lu Heng and Lao Liao.

Originally, Lao Lu didn't plan to say it so quickly, he wanted to wait for Lu Hengyi to pass the exam. If he didn't pass the exam, at least there would be a retreat, but the big mouth said it in the office after he came back, and now the whole hall knows.

It was a good opportunity to show his face this time, but in the end, he was saying that Lu Heng was stupid for picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons.

"Then what can I do, I can only forget it now, really!" The curator was still a little angry.

Of course Lu Heng didn't know what they said, even if he knew, it didn't matter, at most he would sneer at Xu Baiyang's narrow-mindedness.

At this time in his previous life, he didn't know anything about the world, and this scene didn't happen at that time.It wasn't until his father passed away in the millennium and Xu Baiyang competed with Lao Liao for the captain of the performance team that he saw his character.

At night, in Lingshan County, thousands of homes are lit up. Although TVs are not as common as they were later, half of the households have them. They can’t afford color TVs, and the price of black and white TVs has also been greatly reduced. At least second-hand black and white TVs are not expensive.

The people in the group arts hall are all guarding in front of the TV at this time, waiting to see the appearance of the people in their hall, not only that, but also calling relatives and friends. After all, people in the hall are on CCTV. There is light.

Old Lu said so, but his mood was not affected much. He was at home with Lu Heng's mother Zhao Huifang, his sister Lu Xue and brother-in-law, making dumplings while being teased from ear to ear by the sketch.

As for Lu Heng, he didn't look at it.As a person who came back from later generations, he didn't even watch the Spring Festival Gala, so how could he be interested in this.

At this time, he was using the screen name of Xingxing to chat on QQ with a girl named Xiao Bairan in an Internet cafe, flipping through the current Sina news casually while chatting.

(End of this chapter)