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Chapter 555 Don’t Forget Peace of Mind
"Some people say he owes a lot of money back home and needs to stay out of the spotlight.

"Some people say he has mastered martial arts but has no chance to show it off.

"Some people have lost themselves, drifting around helplessly.

“Some people work for their dreams, for three meals a day, and for a family!”

Warm and sincere emotions are contained in the rapid-fire rap. Wang Baoqiang, who has never systematically studied music for even a day, can basically be described in one word at this moment in the KTV box -

There’s no technique, it’s all emotion.

This man, who is one year younger than Zhou Yi, is only 22 years old according to the Chinese people's usual calculation of age in lunar years, and even younger in lunar years, 21. But judging from his appearance, he looks so "old" that some people would believe he is five or six years older than Zhou Yi.

Although Liu Dehua, who is known as "a doctor after a long illness", is still a half-baked musician, he still has the ability to read lyrics. While his right hand subconsciously beat the rhythm, he also did not forget to praise Zhou Yi's ability to write lyrics;

Feng Xiaogang, who can't listen to hip-hop music at all, now sits on the sofa like a guy who knows a lot, holding a glass of wine in his hand, shaking his head to the rhythm, and making admiring sounds from time to time.

Zhou Yi, who was eating grapes, kept nodding his head and gave a sincere applause to the young man from Hebei.

Without any music training, he sang the song "Floating to the North" by himself and even kept up with the beat. I have to say that he is worthy of being a martial artist and his lung capacity is really amazing.

"Thank you, thank you. Hehe, thank you."

At the end of the song, after singing this song that exhausted all his strength in front of Zhou Yi, Wang Baoqiang, who was panting, immediately showed a relieved smile on his face.

After the casting auditions were over, Feng Xiaogang, who brought the crew of A World Without Thieves to the KTV for team building, seemed to think that Zhou Yi was indeed optimistic about his acting skills, and even asked him to perform his best song of Zhou Yi.

Feng Xiaogang still understood the principle of everyone carrying a fancy sedan. He also gave Zhou Yi some basic knowledge about Wang Baoqiang's poor family background, and even revealed that he learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple. The only thing missing was to let Wang Baoqiang demonstrate some Shaolin Kung Fu on the spot.

If he fails in singing this song, he will be shooting himself in the foot.

"No doubt about it. Even though I've never heard of hip-hop songs before, I know this song is very popular. Almost every extra in front of the Beijing Film Studio can sing a few lines."

Feng Xiaogang, who was trying to be close to the song, expressed his own feelings after listening to it: "I can relate to the song myself. It reminded me of the days when I was struggling alone. This song is good because it touches my heart."

"Director Feng, why don't you change your way of praising me? I'm tired of hearing this. It's too much."

Subconsciously, he opened his mouth and bit the grapes that Fan Xiaopang took the initiative to pass to him, and then chewed them. Zhou Yi teased, and did not forget to drag Liu Dehua, who was watching the show on the side, into the water: "If you don't believe me, ask Brother Hua, has he become immune to this kind of praise after so many years as a superstar?"

"Hey, I don't dare to be the king in front of you."

Liu Dehua looked calm, maintaining his humble persona as always: "You are now a real superstar. You are so impressive at the Grammy Awards. Do you know how many of us wanted to go up and win the award? You are the first one to do so."

What was supposed to be a team building for the production of "A World Without Thieves" turned into a Zhou Yi praise meeting under the leadership of Feng Xiaogang and Liu Dehua. Even Fan Xiaopang, the Zhou Yi pendant, received a lot of praise - such as good acting skills, promising to be the best actress, and the possibility of more cooperation in the future.

I have to say that this old guy Feng Xiaogang is really good at bragging. No wonder he was able to make Zhou Xingchi, the tyrant on the set, laugh out loud when he made a guest appearance in "Kung Fu".

However, after expressing his goodwill, Feng Xiaogang naturally began to "show his true colors" and inquired about Zhou Yi's schedule, asking him if he had time to compose a movie theme song or something like that.

As for inviting him to make a guest appearance, previous attempts have already shown that it is impossible, so the only thing left is the theme song.

"To be honest, I'm really worried. I can't find the right song no matter how hard I try. Audio-visual art, audio-visual art, it wouldn't be complete without listening, right?"

After placing Zhou Yi on a high position of "can't live without you", Feng Xiaogang pretended to lament: "You also know that I have been preparing for this film for a long time, and I must have wanted perfection in the theme song."

"It's hard to say, Director Feng. The main reason is that I'm really busy next year. You know, we can't be careless about the Olympics next year. If we mess it up, we'll be despised by everyone."

Zhou Yi did not make a final statement. He smiled slightly and even brought up the huge issue of the Olympics to highlight his own difficulties.

"Yes, yes, of course. I'm just asking."

Feng Xiaogang was a little disappointed. He nodded repeatedly and was about to withdraw his attempt, but he never expected Zhou Yi to make a 180-degree turn again.

"But, since Director Feng has said so, you can send someone to try to negotiate with my agent to see if they can spare some time."

Zhou Yi spit out the grape seeds and tilted his head. He said, "After all, we can't waste your sincerity, Director Feng."

Seeing all this, Fat Fan couldn't help but subconsciously clutch the corner of the man's clothes, wanting to remind him not to make an impulsive promise, but she never expected that the latter didn't care at all, and instead gave her a reassuring look.

When the team building was over, Zhou Yi, who hadn't drunk any alcohol, personally drove Fatty Fan home.

"Are you crazy? Next year is your Olympic year. You will sing a solo song for eight minutes during the Olympics. You should focus on that, not their movie."

Fan Xiaopang, who wanted to persuade Zhou Yi not to do anything stupid as soon as he got in the car, became anxious.

What a joke! In the second half of the year, I have a new album and a concert, and then there’s the Spring Festival Gala and the Olympics. Isn’t this just putting pressure on myself?

"He invited me to sing a song just because he was jealous of Zhang Yimou's "Hero" and reaped the benefits. He thought that he gave me a female lead and wanted to take advantage of this relationship to invite you to sing a song. I'm not worth it at all-" "So what? I'm willing."

Zhou Yi, who was driving, raised the corner of his mouth and controlled the woman for three seconds as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You...I-I..."

Fat Fan opened his mouth, his tongue brushed across his lips, and he hesitated for a long time. Finally, he leaned back on the chair, holding his forehead with his right hand, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"I'd like you to."

Finally, Fatty Fan suppressed his surging emotions, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then turned his head to look at the man who was driving and cursed -

The flashing lights on both sides of the road whizzed onto Zhou Yi's body, and his cheeks flickered;
A silent smile appeared at the corners of his eyes, he turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator.

"Will this do you any good?"

After sending Fan Xiaopang downstairs in her residential area, Zhou Yi watched her get off the car. After thinking about it, he said honestly, "Does it count as touching you?"

"You're a turtle bastard."

Fatty Fan's mood swings were obviously getting worse, and he cursed again, whether it was because of the alcohol or because of this topic.

After getting off the car, she put her arms around the man's neck and bit him fiercely but gently: "I think you are just trying to impress yourself and deceive yourself into feeling at ease."

"…What a coincidence! How did you know that the theme song I was thinking of was called "Don't Forget Your Peace of Mind"? "

Zhou Yi chuckled as he felt a kitten scratching his neck, and as if he had thought of something, he lowered his head and raised his eyebrows.

"I think you should play the role of the thief king in Andy Lau's role. You are better at stealing than him."

Fat Fan loosened his arms and pressed the man against the car window. He raised his knees and pushed him once, then rubbed him several times: "I'll hold you to death."

Zhou Yi smiled nonchalantly, tilted his head and said, "Good night."

"Good night, you bastard."

After watching Fat Fan disappear at the entrance of the community lobby, Zhou Yi smiled and returned to the car and drove back to the hotel.

To be honest, Zhang Jie's re-arranged concert string version of "Don't Forget Your Peace of Mind" does fit the tone and temperament of the entire movie "A World Without Thieves". From this point of view, he really didn't say anything wrong to Fan Xiaopang.

After returning to the hotel, he was about to go back to his room to take a shower and sleep, but when he pushed the door open, he saw... Chen Qiaoen sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV?

Ok?
Did I go to the wrong room?

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "How did you get in?"

"I told your agent that I have something to discuss with you. It's very important." Chen Qiaoen turned around upon hearing the noise, his tone obviously much more lively and playful than before.

"It seems like a good thing." Zhou Yi threw the room card on the shoe cabinet without comment.

"Someone from Sanlih Television called me and invited me to play the leading role in a new drama. The company's boss, Sun Derong, also relented and said he would support me to continue to be an actor and would not interfere too much with my choices.

"If I want to terminate the contract, I can just follow the penalty clause. He won't ask for a single point more."

"That's great. It should be a double happiness for you. Congratulations." Zhou Yi was not surprised and took a sip of water.

With his current influence, it is difficult to deal with the public intellectuals outside the circle, but he can easily deal with the stakeholders within the circle.

"I have a question for you, Zhou Yi."

Chen Qiaoen stood up and walked to the bar, holding his chin with one hand, and asked the man for a cup and some ice cubes: "Have you always been like this? Aren't you afraid that I will just play dumb or run away after achieving my goal?"

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment when he saw her drinking ice water, then he smiled and shook his head: "How should I put it? To use someone's words tonight, I am deceiving myself and making myself feel at ease."

"Just want peace of mind, right?"

Chen Qiaoen smiled and took the initiative to move forward: "It just so happens that I also feel that I need to make myself feel at ease."

Chen Qiaoen, wearing a bathrobe, was obviously well prepared. Not only did she show her virtue of tolerance, she also showed off another good quality of hers:

The fragrance of the spring comes from the spring.

(End of this chapter)