Charm male god

Chapter 61

this afternoon.

In the Beijing Academy of Media Art and Film, a group of girls hurried towards the same destination.

soon.

In a classroom with a standard capacity of 200 people, there will be no empty seats, even a bit crowded.

Zhong Hui stood above the podium, with the words Lu Yeming Fan Support Club written on the blackboard behind him.

At this time, the two girls at the front door and the back door of the classroom closed the door. At this time, Zhong Hui patted the microphone in front of her, coughed twice and said, "Did everyone see Senior Lu's Weibo at noon?"

Hear this.

Everyone below nodded.

At this time, Zhong Hui put his hands on the podium, glanced at the people below, and said in a deep voice: "I think many people should have read the organizer's Weibo. It is obvious that Senior Lu is not taken seriously now. The day after tomorrow is Senior Lu. It’s the first commercial performance since debut! I don’t ask everyone to support, but if you have the heart, you can go to your team leader to sign up after the meeting.”

After speaking, Zhong Hui glanced aside. A girl wearing black-rimmed glasses had been standing here for a long time. She was the leader of the group.

At this moment, Zhong Hui said softly, "Ai Tong! It's your turn!"

After Zhong Hui stepped aside, Tong Ai, the leader of the first group, walked to the podium, pushed her glasses and said softly, "First of all, I apologize for my father!"

Ok?
Everyone was taken aback when they heard this. Aren't they discussing about Lu Yeming's first commercial performance the day after tomorrow?
Why would she mention her father?
At this time, Tong Ai said with apologetic expression: "My father is the person in charge of this music festival. I have already asked him just now. The headquarters is in charge of this announcement. It has nothing to do with my father, so everyone Stop scolding him"

Just an hour ago.

Their group members were scolding the organizer, mainly because there was no publicity for Lu Yeming, that is, his name was added to the list, and there were no pictures or song lists.

Thinking that most likely Lu Yeming was left out in the cold, everyone ridiculed the organizer in the group.

At this time, hearing Tong Ai's words, a group of former members of the group began to respond one after another, saying that they were scolding the organizer, not her father.

After hearing these words off the court, Tong Ai said with a smile: "Well! Just to explain to avoid accidental injury! I came to the stage this time not only to explain this matter, but also about the tickets. I asked my dad for some We can enjoy discounts for students, as well as discounts for group purchases.”

The music festival was held for three days, and the single ticket for students was 320 yuan. Tong Ai brought a fracture price of [-] yuan, which brightened the eyes of many people who were hesitant to go.

After Tong Ai finished speaking, she walked to Zhong Hui's side. At this time, the head of the third regiment walked up to the podium and said, "My family makes clothes. I just discussed with President Zhong Hui. This time, we will unify our clothes in the past. People who will go later Save the size and the fee will be eliminated!"

soon.

Except for Zhong Hui, the former group leaders all showed their strengths. Basically, the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the support this time were all stopped by the group leaders except that they had to go back to school on the same day.

It means that those who want to go only need to pay an entrance fee.

The tuition fees of the Shanghai Media Art Film Academy are very expensive, and those who can be sent to this artistic school must not be too poor.

When Zhong Hui walked to the front and back of the microphone, what she said afterwards made everyone in the audience excited.
"I will reimburse the ticket fee!"

The entrance fee for more than 200 people is more than 3 yuan, which is completely trivial to Zhong Hui, after all, her father is one of the directors of this school.

at the same time.

Lu Yeming sent off the musical instrument teachers, and immediately started making the accompaniment.

Wang Yue looked at him at this moment and said, "How many songs are you planning to release on this album? Is this the eighth one?"

Normally, digital albums are about three to six songs. According to Lu Yeming's progress, Wang Yue feels that he is rushing to go through more than ten songs.

Hearing this, Lu Yeming's eyes still stayed on the computer in front of him, and said without turning his head: "My album has been recorded, I just need to find someone to record the MV, these are going to be performed on stage the day after tomorrow. "

Tomorrow, the accompaniment will be handed over to the organizer. He will sing three songs at the music festival. Considering that the few songs he released are not suitable for this occasion, he plans to take this opportunity to release three more singles. Preheating of his own album.

Hear this.

Wang Yue looked at him with complicated eyes.

He has listened to these few songs recorded by Lu Yeming, and they are all first-class songs in terms of quality.

It can only be said that God is really unfair. When he was produced, his talent and appearance were all for nothing, but when Lu Yeming was produced, he was full of talent and appearance.

One is sprinkled and the other is poured, the difference is really one heaven and one earth.

At this time, he glanced at Lu Yeming's printed sheet music, and he could see that the title of the song on the top sheet was "Funeral of Roses"

His gaze then turned to the lyrics, it was obvious that this was a song written by Lu Yeming for the campus stage.
Looking at Lu Yeming with a serious face again, he sighed in his heart: "If only I were as handsome as him! Even if I have half as much talent as him!"

Time came quickly to the second night.

The music festival will officially start tomorrow morning, and in the heat related to it, Lu Yeming's name has also begun to be mentioned.

"It turns out that Lu Yeming is the singer Ye Ming!"

"Oh my god! It starts tomorrow! I can't go! Can anyone record the live video tomorrow? I want to see if he's really that handsome!"

"Lu Yeming? The one in Mushroom House who interacted with Yixing?"

"Here we come! Why are you talking about such a big thing now! I found out about it from my sister's Weibo account! Is it too late to buy a ticket? I'm in the capital!"

"Haha! I came from Yixing Weibo! Tickets are already bought! I want to know if his offline and online shows are the same, please pay attention to my Weibo! Screenshot~"

"I really like bubbles. I hope to hear it tomorrow. Tickets are already bought."

Lu Yeming's studio started to operate tentatively.

The microblog posted by my sister and Yixing was unexpected.

But they also took this opportunity to sort out the art photos Lu Yeming had taken before. When a Weibo with a picture of Jiugongge was posted, many fans who followed him recalled why they followed him in the first place.

"Wow! So handsome! Smelly brother finally knows how to post some photos of his life!"

"Haha! I didn't have a studio before, but now I have everything! I look forward to seeing him on the screen often after he becomes popular!"

"Is this the dream boyfriend in Sakura Country? It's really dreamy! I'm going to lick it!"

"Hey~ Why is there water on my screen? Oh~ I licked it! It's okay!"

"The pictures are saved! Remember to post nine more pictures tomorrow!!!"

Things like heat are fried.

It's obvious that people in the studio understand popularity. After my sister and Yixing's Weibo drew their attention, this Weibo with Jiugongge pictures is their scythe for harvesting traffic.

At this time, the girls who focused their attention on his Weibo were all deeply attracted by these nine photos.

But before Zhang Wenting was happy with Lu Yeming's rising enthusiasm, Lu Yeming extinguished her excitement with a phone call.

"It's better not to help me with the whole fan circle, I want to take the normal singer route"

Lu Yeming's words were full of helplessness.

At this time, he had just returned from the recording studio, and only saw his Weibo after seeing the message from Zhang Wenting. When he saw the comments below either calling him a stinky brother or mom loving you, etc., he really couldn't bear it. live.

　Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a recommendation ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)