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Chapter 58 Pick a Lucky One at Random (Read More)

Xu Zewen, who hadn't even heard back on WeChat for two days, finally called.

"I am the White Bull Cup."

"I want you to be good, I don't want you to be so good, three trophies."

Lin Bai heard Xu Zewen's exhaustion, and made a joke: "Why do you look so weak, being squeezed dry by the goblin?"

Xu Zewen couldn't help sighing: "Don't mention it, who would have thought that the crew would go to the deep mountains and old forests on May [-]st, and just returned to the place where there is a signal."

"The phone is going to run out of battery, next time..."

Lin Bai: "..."

Before he could speak, the line was disconnected.

There was nothing to worry about, he knew which crew Xu Zewen was in, so there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just that both the director and the screenwriter have high and strict requirements for the degree of restoration.

Although Xu Zewen's wave was not as passionate as before, Lin Bai's joy was added.

Anyway, there is a cup, although it is not hearty~
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Magic City is not very fun... On the morning of the 6th, Lin Bai sat on the plane to the capital of the southern province, thinking to himself.

I have been invited to private banquets for four consecutive nights, and the number of meetings is getting higher and higher every time.

In the next few times, people who were not purely in the songwriting circle were basically singer organizations.

The purpose is self-evident.

Ask for a song.

Pei Ming and the Oriental literati have basically passed their creative peak, far less productive than Lin Bai.

However, Lin Bai is not very good at welcoming and sending off at this age, and it is a bit overwhelming to be true.

He does not resist maintaining communication in the circle, at least he can understand the unspoken rules.

It can also collide with some creative sparks.

However, every night is a banquet, the purpose is not pure, and there are many twists and turns, so he can only slip away decisively.

.........

Xiaowei didn't accompany Lin Bai back to his hometown. First, Lin Bai knew the way, and second, he couldn't talk about returning home right now.

It has nothing to do with the fact that there are not many acquaintances in his hometown just after May Day, it is purely Lin Bai's low-key and simple.

Two hours later, the plane arrived at the provincial capital of Nan Province.

Another hour later, Lin Bai transferred to the high-speed train and returned to his hometown, a small town on the outskirts of a prefecture-level city in the central part of Southern Province.

In front of a small supermarket near the middle school in the town, Lin Bai got off the taxi.

Before entering the door, I saw Qin Peirong, a mother who was completely familiar and indistinguishable.

Lin Bai let go of his fatigue: "Mom, I'm back."

Seeing Lin Bai, Qin Peirong was overjoyed: "My son is back, so fast."

"Your dad is cooking inside, and it will be ready soon."

"I saw you on TV two days ago! If you hadn't lost weight before, I almost wouldn't dare to recognize you. You'll be beautiful all of a sudden!"

"It's really a blessing from the ancestors!"

Lin Bai seized the opportunity and took out a trophy: "Yes, yes, my ancestors really blessed me to get rich."

"Look, I also got an unprecedented trophy."

Qin Peirong took the trophy for cutting-edge songwriter brought back by Lin Bai, looked at it from left to right, and said proudly: "This is all achieved by your own hard work, and it has nothing to do with the blessing of the ancestors!"

Lin Bai is used to this. His mother has always been blessed by his ancestors for small things, and his son's hard work for big things.

This side was talking, Lin Shufu poked his head out from the inside, Lin Bai smiled and shouted: "Dad."

"I'm back." Lin Shufu replied.

Both parents are in their 40s, not too old.

Mainly, the living conditions of the old Lin family have been neither good nor bad, and they are an ordinary small family.

At the dinner table, Lin Bai talked about his recent gains, and transferred 100 million to his family account by the way.

For Lin Bai, Lin Shufu and Qin Peirong have always been at ease.

They are also happy with the status quo and have no other ideas.

No matter how big the store is, the couple will be too busy, and feel that there is something missing if they don't look at the store, so they just run the business like this, and they have a good life.

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After spending the night at home, there really are no acquaintances at home.

Early the next morning, Lin Bai took the high-speed train back to Yangcheng.

Wu Wen, who had already arrived in Yangcheng in advance, arrived at the station to pick up people, but she was not driving, it was a commercial vehicle.

In the car, Wu Wen glanced at Lin Bai, and asked casually, "Have you worked out these two days?"

Lin Bai didn't understand, so he answered honestly: "The amount has decreased a little."

"What motivates you to persevere every day? Looking forward to being praised by strangers under the antenna?"

"No, it's just a habit."

"You have been fat for 21 years, and suddenly you have a habit?"

How about saying that he is an elite in the workplace? Look at how beautiful this is.

Heart wide body fat, hey!It's a compliment~
Wu Wen looked at Lin Bai, turned her eyes, and quickly added: "Tell me in detail."

She suddenly saw Lin Bai's eyes as if there was a story.

As a normal, outstanding career elite and rich woman, she certainly has no curiosity, she just cares about her artists.

Lin Bai: "..."

Seeing Wu Wen's eyes full of curiosity, he sorted it out: "In the beginning, a dead horse was a living horse doctor."

"After signing the artist's long-term contract, I used the signing fee to buy a van for my family, and played with my roommate for a few days. Later, he went to the training class, and I was left alone. I didn't have to go to class and worry about work. It was half a month. , empty and worried, and then went online for help.”

The outside training classes are relatively easy, but the entertainment company's internal training classes are very fast and stressful.

Lin Bai had just crossed over at that time, so he thought about it, no matter what kind of development, he should try to take the initiative.

Enlightened by Pangpang Roujiang's suggestion, he thought about trying to copy the text while exercising, and then the arrival of the system accelerated his copying of the earth's entertainment works.

After listening, Wu Wen quickly asked: "Why did you suddenly become so heartbroken?"

Lin Bai felt that he was hallucinating, and what he clearly saw was 'There is still there'.

But he knew it would disappoint Wu Wen, because he said: "I lost three catties on the first day of fitness."

"Oh." Wu Wen withdrew her gaze, and asked instead, "What's the plan for the future?"

Lin Bai was open and honest: "Write two songs casually to find the feel, and then prepare a song for yourself."

Wu Wen was a little pleased: "Not bad."

…………

Back at Building A8 of Zhujiang Villa, Lin Bai gave himself a vacation.

His agent is still Xiaowei.

In Wu Wen's words, since Xiaowei's agent has done a good job, she can continue to use it without affecting anything, just send her money.

Now Xiaowei receives double salary, and the corresponding affairs have also increased.

Song Le's S-level contract treatment is not bad.

Since Lin Bai already has a residence, Song Le is fully paid in other aspects.

There are two commercial vehicles available, and there are many others.

Lin Bai thinks it doesn't matter, the point is that Song Le pays him a salary.

A monthly salary of 20!
During the two-year contract period, the guaranteed minimum salary can get 480 million~
In addition, Wu Wen is asking people to transport the Ferrari SF90 from Modu to Yangcheng.

The key has already been thrown to Lin Bai, and he said that boys like supercars, so they can drive them casually for fun.

This is not included in the treatment given by Song Le.

.........

The next day, the 8th, Sunday.

Lin Bai returned to his previous daily life.

In the morning, I run in the gym, complete push-ups, and manage my body; then I take vocal music lessons.

The afternoon is this week's image management class.

Ziya's pointing direction has gradually deepened, making Lin Bai recall the external senses of different images during this trip to the magic capital.

Except for wearing suits at the Golden Melody Annual Meeting, Zia's casual outfits are the rest of the time.

In the past, I spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy clothes, and I could wear them out.

Zia disassembled some content from this few information, which gave Lin Bai a new image cognition.

.........

In the evening, Lin Bai sat quietly at the desk in the study for a long time.

After he calmed down, he thought about picking a lucky one in his memory and started copying.

Gradually, some melodies lingered in his mind, and Lin Bai hummed subconsciously.

"Girl, my story unfolds because of you..."

Ok.

The first lucky guy appears.

Lin Bai can't remember all the lyrics and score, but only remembers the key phrase and the corresponding melody.

Then I thought: "I'm very familiar with the girl. Then...the girl told me...that I was a thief?"

Also remember only one sentence, enough to expand into repeated saliva songs.

Lin Bai didn't want to replay all the songs, because it might directly become a high-quality song.

At his current level, it would save effort and not be too strong if he perfected it as a salivary song with repeated lyrics.

It will help him improve his abilities in composing and arranging...
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