As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 129 Is it appropriate to play funeral music during the award ceremony?

"Huh, it's dangerous."

Yang Sisi took a sneak peek and found that the paparazzi's attention had been focused on the door of the bar again, so she let go of the weekend.

"It must have passed by in a blur."

On the weekend, he tried his best to pretend as if nothing had happened, not mentioning what happened just now, and pulled Yang Sisi back to the hotel door.

After entering the hotel, it was considered safe for the time being, and I didn't see anyone acting suspiciously.

Only now did the two of them have time to recall what they had done. Although it was a helpless move out of desperation, they still kissed each other. It was impossible to pretend that nothing had happened.

Ding dong.

The elevator door opened and the two entered the elevator.

"that……"

"Just now……"

As soon as the elevator door closed, the two spoke at the same time.

"You speak first!"

Weekend smiled and probably guessed that what Yang Sisi said should be similar to what he wanted to say, so he gave the initiative to Yang Sisi.

"That...don't think too much about what happened just now."

Yang Sisi said awkwardly and shyly.

"What happened just now?"

Weekend knew that the best way to avoid this embarrassment was to play dumb.

Yang Sisi also immediately understood what the weekend meant. While she breathed a sigh of relief, she also felt a little resentful.

Is this guy too skilled?

"what happened?"

Seeing Yang Sisi looking at him strangely on the weekend, he immediately asked.

"It's nothing."

Yang Sisi felt a little depressed and began to think wildly in her mind.

Fortunately, the elevator arrived at this time, which broke the awkwardness in the air.

There was no one in the corridor, which made both of them feel relieved.

"come in."

Yang Sisi swiped the card to open the door, let the weekend in, and then went to the bathroom to remove her makeup.

A few minutes later, Yang Sisi took off the heavy makeup on her face, and she finally looked more normal.

"Do you want something to drink?"

Yang Sisi probably felt that being in her own room had a home field advantage, which was much more natural than being in the elevator.

"No need, Sister Chuyu is still waiting at the bar."

Weekend shook his head, he was still thinking about Pei Chuyu who was left alone in the bar.

"If you go down so soon, the paparazzi will become suspicious."

As soon as Yang Sisi finished speaking, she realized that her words were ambiguous, and her face suddenly turned red.

"..."

I thought the same thing on the weekend, even if I perform normally, I won't be able to go downstairs for an hour or two...

"what are you thinking."

As soon as Yang Sisi saw Zhou Xing's expression, she knew that this guy must have thought of going somewhere else, so she blushed and rolled her eyes at him.

"Uh, no!" Weekend blushed, knowing that he was thinking wrongly, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, how is your script going?"

"No, the publisher said the copyright does not belong to them, but to the original author."

When it came to work, Yang Sisi was a little bored. If she hadn't been worried about the script, she wouldn't have thought of going to a bar to relax.

Then, Yang Sisi complained about the weekend. She had been in Puhai for more than half a month, but the original author had not shown up yet.

"what happened to you?"

After complaining, Yang Sisi felt much more comfortable, and also found that Zhou Xing's expression seemed a bit strange.

"Well, actually the original author you mentioned is me!"

Weekend looked embarrassed, and Yang Sisi complained for a long time. In his eyes, he was just pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey.

"What did you say?"

Yang Sisi was stunned and didn't react for a while.

"I mean, I am actually the author of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"."

Weekend touched his nose and told the truth.

"So, you are the person I have been looking for in Puhai for more than half a month?"

Yang Sisi looked at the weekend in shock. The original author who had made her wait for more than half a month in Puhai was actually right in front of her.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

"Ahem...that's right, but I didn't know before that you came to Puhai for the film and television rights of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"."

Weekend quickly explained that he was too busy with the new album during this period, so he never paid attention to the publishing house, and that was why he was delayed.

"That's easy. Since we are acquaintances, I will definitely give you the best price."

After Yang Sisi calmed down, she immediately changed into the role of a businessman.

"I'll tell you the truth. Actually, I have no plans to sell the film and television rights of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" for the time being."

He didn't hide it from Yang Sisi over the weekend, and told Yang Sisi honestly that he would not sell the copyright, but he added one more thing: "But if you want to invest in filming, I can consider it."

"Invest in filming?"

Yang Sisi looked at the weekend and frowned.

"It's okay, you can think about it slowly."

Weekend looked at the time and saw that it was almost half an hour. He stood up and said, "It's too late today. Let's find another time to talk about this matter in detail another day."

"it is good."

Yang Sisi also smiled sweetly, as long as she knew that the copyright was in the hands of the weekend, anyway, the monk could not escape the temple.

"Well, then I'm going to pick up Sister Chuyu."

Weekend nodded and asked Yang Sisi to help find a set of clothes and prepared to go back to the bar.

"By the way, tell her thank you for me!"

Yang Sisi said something unspeakable before leaving at the weekend.

"Well, don't worry, I will definitely help you carry the message."

Weekend smiled, and it was obvious that Yang Sisi was struggling a lot when saying thank you.

I really don’t know what kind of grievances the two of them had before, but they can still remember it until now.

After we came out of the hotel, it was almost three o'clock in the morning, but the number of paparazzi on the roadside still did not decrease. These guys are really dedicated.

"Damn, this guy is back again?"

"Awesome, this is a real contemporary Neptune!"

"Tsk, tsk, the young man's physical strength is very good. He just took one and he came back to look for food right away."

"I already have some of the charm of my youth."

"You could die if you didn't brag, right?"

With the experience of the first two times, I entered the bar more calmly on the weekend despite the envious gazes of the paparazzi.

About ten minutes later, the paparazzi almost went crazy when they saw another weekend girl coming out of the bar with an equally good-looking female companion in her arms. "Damn it, what kind of bad luck did this guy have? Both of his female companions are the best of the best."

"Drought will lead to drought, and flood will lead to death. This is the order of life."

"Sooner or later, this guy will die from exhaustion. Damn, the labor is so bad!!!"

"It's not fair, it's so unfair. I'm still a solo player, and this bastard is doing two in one night."

Under the jealous gaze of the paparazzi, Zhou Qing and Pei Chuyu got into the car safely.

The eyes of these paparazzi had been completely blinded by something called jealousy, and they had not seen the identities of Zhou Xing and Pei Chuyu from the beginning to the end.

"These paparazzi are too stupid!"

After the car started, Pei Chuyu looked back with some unfinished thoughts at the paparazzi squatting at the door.

"Haha, I don't blame them either."

Weekend said with a smile that as a man, it is inevitable to be blinded by jealousy.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning. Pei Chuyu had not had much rest, so he was even more sleepy now.

"Sister Chuyu, you're home."

When we returned to Pei Chuyu's villa, it was almost four o'clock, and Pei Chuyu had already fallen asleep leaning on the passenger seat.

"Well, are you home yet?"

Pei Chuyu rubbed his sleepy eyes with a confused look on his face.

Seeing this on the weekend, she had to park the car first, then help Pei Chuyu get out of the car, and then she breathed a sigh of relief when she sent Pei Chuyu to her room to sleep.

After closing the door for Pei Chuyu, he returned to his guest room and fell asleep on the weekend.

In the next few days, the weekend became busy again, and the sales of the new album successfully exceeded 30 at the end of the fourth week.

This result is quite gratifying for a newcomer's first album.

As for Park Jingchang's album, its decline became more and more obvious in the fourth week. Until the moment when the statistics were compiled, it could only reach 28 copies.

At this point, the smokeless war between weekend and Park Jingchang finally ended with weekend's victory.

"Weekend! Weekend!!!"

“Weekend mighty!!!”

"Hahaha, it's so cool. I just like watching the weekend tulle stick star."

"That's awesome. From today on, he will be my idol on the weekends."

"The funeral song album was nominated for the Golden Melody Award, and no one except the weekend."

The moment netizens saw the data, Park Jingchang's fans were completely dumbfounded and turned into a carnival for passerby fans and weekend fans.

After the new album matter came to an end for the time being, I took the time to meet with Yang Sisi a few more times over the weekend and chatted in detail about "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

In the end, Yang Sisi agreed to invest in the filming, but at the same time she also made a request to play the role of Shirley Yang in the trio of tomb robbers.

This request was not too much, and Zhou Zhou naturally agreed without thinking for long.

Because of Yang Sisi's participation, the film and television plan for "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" was also advanced over the weekend.

Originally, according to the original plan of the weekend, it was planned to let "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" brew for another year or two, and then start the film and television project.

But because of Yang Sisi's participation in the project, the film version of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" has been advanced to March next year.

The buffer time in the past few months was used to form the crew and to attract other investments.

After Yang Sisi received the reply from the weekend, she did not stay in Puhai any longer and flew back to Yanjing the next day.

"See you in Yanjing in March."

When Yang Sisi left, she was kind enough to give her a ride to the airport over the weekend.

After sending Yang Sisi away, it was time for the Golden Melody Awards ceremony.

The weekend's Suona album received a total of two nominations, Best New Artist Album and Best Instrumental Work.

November [-]th.

Puhai Hotel.

As the most valuable award in the Chinese pop music scene, the Golden Melody Award presentation night can be said to be star-studded.

However, most of the celebrities in Blue Star didn't know each other very well. The ones he was most familiar with turned out to be Chen Yu and Ma Zhi, two guys he didn't deal with very well.

Chen Yu seemed to have calmed down a lot after what happened last time, but Ma Zhi's face was gloomy when he saw the weekend.

When the weekend arrived, it was almost time for the red carpet.

"It's weekend, long time no see."

Hearing the sound, Weekend turned around and saw Bai Lu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, standing behind him with a smile.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Seeing Bai Lu dressed up on weekends, she responded with a smile.

"You are very popular recently. I often hear your name on the set."

Bai Lu has been busy on the crew since the end of Star Challenge. In two months, she has completed two ancient puppet dramas.

"Okay, when is your show going to be on?"

Weekend smiled and started chatting with Bai Lu, but because it was almost time for the red carpet, the two of them just exchanged pleasantries and separated.

"I'm going to walk on the red carpet soon. I have to touch up my makeup. See you later."

Not long after Bai Lu left, grand background music sounded throughout the venue, which also meant that the red carpet was about to begin.

Weekend looked up at the stage. At this time, the host had come to the stage with a microphone.

"Now let's welcome Pei Chuyu, who has won the most nominations for this Golden Melody Award, to the stage!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the background music switched to the title song "Chi Ling" from Pei Chuyu's new album.

At the same time, Pei Chuyuyan, dressed in an evening gown, overwhelmed the entire audience and walked onto the red carpet.

"Goddess Pei's outfit tonight is so gorgeous, she overwhelms the entire audience."

"The biggest winner of this year's Golden Melody Awards is probably Goddess Pei."

"No need to ask. The quality of Goddess Pei's new album this year is a bit better than others."

"Indeed, the combination of opera and pop music has never been attempted before, and this is true for the entire album."

"It's so beautiful. Goddess Pei's cool temperament is so suitable for such a grand evening dress."

Seeing Pei Chuyu appearing on the red carpet in a white evening dress, the live broadcast room's barrage filled the screen.

As a well-deserved sister in the Chinese pop music scene, Pei Chuyu's popularity is much higher than expected during the weekend.

This weekend was the first time he attended such an awards show, and he was not very familiar with the process. After watching Pei Chuyu walk on the red carpet, he had an idea.

Ten minutes later, weekend heard the host read his name.

"Now please take the stage this weekend, who is nominated for Best New Artist Album and Best Instrumental Album."

After the host read the weekend's name, the background music quickly switched.

next second.

The suona sounded, and solemn mourning music resounded throughout the venue.

All the celebrity guests at the venue immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at the weekend on the red carpet with expressions of constipation.

In the live broadcast room, netizens couldn't hold it any longer.

"Hahaha, funeral music was played at the awards show, it made me laugh so hard."

"It's so interesting to see the expressions of those celebrities."

"It's so hard for the organizers. I guess this is the least sad song that the sound engineer could find in this weekend's album."

"It amused me to death. I guess the host just wants to finish the red carpet on the weekend."

(End of this chapter)