Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 101 Yanjing
"This brokerage company is too good." Ai Xian said in a strange tone.

"I also wanted this prime time spot, but Brother Chen told me it was too expensive."

Sitting in front of him was Zhang Zifeng, both of whom were from the same agency.

They are all Chen Xin’s artists.

Zhang Zifeng was quite envious, "I asked, the price of this prime time is several million."

Ai Xian curled his lips. He also had millions of dollars, but he didn't dare to buy it. He was afraid that he couldn't take the position and it might backfire.

Mai Zishan is now almost in the finale, with A-list stars in front and behind, the kind of celebrity who has thousands of fans surrounding the airport as soon as he gets off the plane.

Not only singers, but also many big-name celebrities, all in this time period.

Although he has confidence in himself, if he goes up at the same time as this group of people.

It was like a husky mixed in with a pack of wolves.

In his eyes, Mai Zishan is at best a Corgi.

"He is too bold..." Zhang Zifeng only said one sentence.

"The higher he flew, the harder he fell. It was just because he was on top." Ai Xian said nonchalantly.

Zhang Zifeng remained silent. He did not dare to comment on Mai Zishan now. He still remembered the feeling of being dominated by "Mountains and Seas".

Ai Xian lit a cigarette by himself and took a puff as if no one was watching.

Zhang Zifeng smelled the second-hand smoke and frowned at the side.

Sometimes, he regretted terminating the contract with Tang Jianglan. No matter how strong Tang Jianglan was, she was very optimistic about him, almost holding him as the apple of his eye.

As for Chen Xin, although he has received many notices and opportunities, he does not have the status of being one of the stars.

Chen Xin only regarded him as one of many artists.

Furthermore, Chen Xin has his own way of identifying people.

This person can earn a small villa, a townhouse, this person can earn a large villa, a single-family villa, that person can earn a large seaside villa, a large villa in Sheshan, etc...

In his eyes, Zhang Zifeng was only at the level of a seaside villa, not even up to the level of a Sheshan villa.

Ai Xian blew out a smoke ring and continued, "I just got off the plane yesterday, and now I have someone to pick me up. There is a crowd of people waiting for me, holding banners. This feeling is so refreshing!"

"There are also many female fans, all of whom are very beautiful. They really made me itchy, but Brother Chen gave me a stern warning."

"Yeah." Zhang Zifeng nodded.

"Don't be discouraged. I think you can do it too. You'll be picked up at the airport soon. Your last album sold quite well, with sales exceeding one million. However, there's still a long way to go compared to me."

Zhang Zifeng was furious.

What the hell are you pretending to be! I've already been picked up from the airport! It’s just that I don’t blow it like you!

What the hell, wasn’t it just the last variety show that became popular?

If Mai Zishan doesn’t quit! You're a piece of shit!
His fists were clenched together.

But Ai Xian didn't notice at all that he was now at the peak of his life. Unless a comet collided, nothing could stop him from showing off.

"If Mai Zishan doesn't quit, do you think you can win the championship?" Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but said.

Ai Xian glanced sideways at him and blew out the smoke ring again, "It's effortless."

……

Lu He prepared the insulin he would need in the past few days and carefully placed it in a special box.

It's a family inheritance, and it's true that people are thin and have diabetes.

No one else in the rock department was going, just him.

It can be said that Liu Jiahai values ​​​​him particularly.

He had never encountered such a good thing since he was a child.

After packing my things, I received a message on my phone.

"Brother, I have been too busy at work these two days and forgot to register. I have run out of insulin. Can you lend me some first?"

Lu He looked at the message and sighed.

This person can be regarded as his patient friend. They both have the same type of diabetes and can be mixed together.

"Come quickly, I'm going on a business trip this afternoon."

"Okay~ I'll be there soon after I finish seeing off the passengers."

Lu He smiled bitterly. This friend drove an online ride-hailing service and was in the car every day.

The two knew each other because Lu He took his car and was seen taking insulin in the car.

The two of them got to know each other word by word.

There were still several hours before departure, so he turned on his mobile phone and played the song "The Blooming Life" he heard that day.

Slowly immerse yourself in it.

……

"Those in front are the three little ones? Which three little ones?" Mai Zishan looked at the program list of the online Spring Festival Gala and asked doubtfully.

Lin Xinyue: "It's not important."

"Who's behind? Chorus? These people are not singers."

"Those are actors and it's normal to cross over."

Mai Zishan looked at the list carefully and found that he had also watched several of the TV series they acted in.

After looking at it for a long time, he finally said, "Well, it's pretty good."

"Which friend of yours is he?" Lin Xinyue couldn't help but ask.

She didn't dare to spend a lot of money to buy this time period, not because it was expensive.

But if you use too much force, it may be bad.

"I could guess, but she wouldn't admit it."

Mai Zishan has asked Yu Jing many times.

Yu Jing responded uniformly with emoticons, all of which showed a rabbit sitting in front of the TV and then suddenly collapsed.

Anyway, I just don’t admit it.

"Alas." Lin Xinyue didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong? Isn't this good?"

"There is too much traffic during this time period, and the audience of the online Spring Festival Gala is, how should I say, a little different."

Mai Zishan put his hands on his legs and said, "Say."

"Did you see that three little ones?"

"uh-huh."

"These three little ones held a concert a while ago. Oh my god, it can be said that all the fairies from across the country went there. The whole city was like a fairy version of Blade Runner. The scalpers holding the tickets were all being served comfortably. .”

Mai Zishan: "Damn, if I have a daughter like this in the future, I will break her legs."

Lin Xinyue: "...In short, there are many female audiences for the online Spring Festival Gala, and they are all young women. I just went to your salt industry two days ago, and I found that although people of all ages now have it, they have Improvement, but the gender ratio seems to be very disparate.”

Mai Zishan said: "It's okay. They will get married sooner or later. One day, their husbands will all be my fans."

"..." "What song do you want to sing? Is there a new song? Or an old song? In fact, the brightest star in the night sky, this song is very suitable for the online Spring Festival Gala, and it will also help your New Year album."

Mai Zishan thought for a moment and said, "I have other plans."

When he first learned about the online Spring Festival Gala, he used the new functions of the system.

That is to say, songs are selected based on their characteristics.

You can also choose songs according to applicable scenarios.

When he formulated the online Spring Festival Gala as a scene.

The system gave him the song "Yanjing, Yanjing".

To be honest, he was a little confused.

Especially after listening to this song, I felt even more confused.

The online Spring Festival Gala is a celebration of the Chinese New Year.

This song can't make you happy.

But the system also gave a warm reminder.

[This song is most suitable for the online Spring Festival Gala scene and can impress the most people]

Mai Zishan sang it in his mind many times.

Sad, lonely, and nostalgic.

With the chant of a city.

But I don’t know why this song is suitable?

……

Lu He walked around, feeling a little anxious.

He picked up his phone and sent a message.

"Why aren't you here yet? I've finished my lunch. I'll have to catch a plane in an hour and a half."

It took a full three minutes before the message was received.

"I'm so sorry, I'm on the way now, I'll be there in five minutes!"

Lu He was a little helpless, but he would not leave. He knew very well how important insulin was, and he could not break his promise even if he missed the plane.

Finally, after seven or eight minutes, the sound of breathing in the corridor and the sound of people coming upstairs were heard.

Lu He opened the door and it was his fellow patient Zheng Li who was sweating profusely.

"Why did you come?"

"I'm so sorry. There was a fight on the road and everyone was watching a show. The whole road was blocked."

"Here." Lu He handed over a bag, which contained insulin.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much. I will transfer money to you on my mobile phone." Zheng Li kept bowing.

"No need to transfer it. I've borrowed it from you before, but you came too late. I told you I was going on a business trip."

"I'm really sorry."

Lu He carried the bag on his back and looked at him again. He was a little angry at first, but now he is gone.

Zheng Li was sweating profusely, as if he was dehydrated. He was wearing a faded yellow jacket and had an apologetic look on his face.

"I'll take you, I'll take you to the high-speed rail station." Zheng Li said immediately as he watched him carry his bag.

Lu He was already late, but he didn't refuse at this moment.

"It's by plane."

"Then I'll take you to the airport."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble, you saved my life."

……

Liu Jiahai was already waiting in the waiting room.

He wore headphones, watched the people coming and going, and listened to Mai Zishan's song.

I even hummed it inadvertently.

"I once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with my sword~"

There was a man holding a suitcase next to him, and Liu Jiahai raised his head.

"Look at the prosperity of the world."

Liu Jiahai turned to look at him, and the man smiled.

Liu Jiahai: "..."

How about starting to sing by yourself!
……

Zheng Li finished seeing Lu He off and slumped down in the driver's seat.

It's not because other people are fighting that the road is blocked.

But he almost got into a fight with someone else.

Oh shit! Add a dog!

He slumped in the car, thought for a long time, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Open the car door and take a puff outside.

Otherwise, passengers will complain if they smell smoke.

He parked his car in a temporary parking space and there was no charge for half an hour.

Looking up, I saw a light rail whizzing by.

It looks so high-end, as if it is flying in the sky, causing leaves from some trees to fall.

Most of the people in the carriage were looking down and playing with their mobile phones.

Everyone looked tired.

The city's skyscrapers are reflected in the carriage's glass.

Ruthless.

The car passed and the cigarette was finished.

Zheng Li lowered his head, thinking about how many years he had been in this city.

Come for the dream.

Graduated in visual design.

I became a designer in the first year, a design manager in the second year, and a design director in the third year.

The fourth year of working as an online ride-hailing driver.

Damn it...

(End of this chapter)