Entertainment: Becoming a superstar from the yearning

After confirming the share ratio of the novel, Xu Qingfeng continued to contact various websites, and Yang Fan also came back.

Stuffing a certain amount of cash into the envelopes, Ye Chen took a bunch of thick envelopes and fat seas and distributed them to everyone.

The band had a total of [-] yuan, [-] for the big black and [-] for the black and [-] for the photographer who came to help, and [-] for Yang Fan. The last [-] was given to Xu Qingfeng, and none of them was left behind.

When everyone received the envelope, it was not easy to open it face to face, but they could figure out a general idea just by pinching it, and they all praised Ye Chen for his generosity with smiling faces.

Ye Chen shirked it for a while, then found Dahei, and told him, "When you go back to make the finished product, remember to add everyone's names in front of the lyrics."

"Add all?" Dahei said the word "du" very emphatically.

In this world, at the beginning of the song, there are only the names of the composer, arranger and singer, and it is the first time he has heard of others.

Ye Chen nodded and said: "Of course the finished products created by everyone must be added, and yours must not be left behind."

"This, this..." Dahei trembled excitedly.

It is an unheard of honor to be able to put your name before the lyrics.

Although Dahei really wanted to do this, he still bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, after all, it's different from other songs. It's easy to offend others and may cause the audience's disgust."

Adding a name is good, but the risk is too great!
It's okay to say that the audience is disgusted. Most people don't pay attention to it, and they don't care when they see it.

I'm afraid that other celebrities will see Ye Chen's unusual behavior and mistakenly think that Ye Chen is provoking them. If he doesn't explain well, he may be independent.

So Dahei would rather not add one, and he doesn't want Ye Chen to be excluded by the music circle.

"If you offend them by adding your name, that would be too petty."

Ye Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "Okay, don't think so much, just do as I say, and I will take care of any problems. No one's hard work should be buried. In the new era, after all, Somebody has to lead the writing."

Dahei looked at Ye Chen's extremely serious face, and after a long time, he bent down and said, "Thank you!"

"Thank you Brother Chen, no matter how difficult the future is, we will follow you!" The band members also gathered around.

Nobody wants to be unknown if they have the chance to be famous.

The entertainment industry has always only respected artists who produce and sing songs, and no one cares about the team behind the scenes.

Ye Chen can break the normal state at this moment, and they can all think of the pressure on him.

"It's not an earth-shattering event, why are you so sensational."

Ye Chen waved his hand indifferently, and said with a smile, "I've been tired all morning, everyone, go back and rest."

Saying goodbye to everyone, he got into Yang Fan's car, and the car gradually drove away.

The vehicle completely disappeared before everyone's eyes, Ah Xiang murmured: "We decided to follow you just because it wasn't an earth-shattering event."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

The small details that Ye Chen revealed inadvertently can see the big from the small, and thus move them fundamentally.

Everyone likes the feeling of being cared about.

……

Mushroom House.

Ye Chen came back here again.

Because he was going back to school next week, he originally wanted to go home this week, but the call to invite him to audition interrupted his rhythm, and he had to stay here and wait for Xu Qingfeng to confirm the crew.

When he arrived at the Mushroom House, Ye Chen was not idle. He locked himself in the house like last week and coded for a whole day.

At night, Ye Chen finished coding the 500th chapter of Fights Break the Sphere, and felt that his eyes were watery, so he stopped his hands, uploaded 50 chapters of the novel, and closed the computer.

I turned on my phone and saw it was 11 o'clock in the evening.

Before going to bed, Ye Chen checked Weibo as usual to pay attention to the latest trends in the entertainment industry.

When he came to the trending search list, he was stunned, because the topic ranked third in the trending search was: [The popular star Qiu Xiaojin suffers from depression! 】

"Is it hype?"

Under normal circumstances, this kind of news belongs to the star who deliberately finds someone to hype it to gain traffic and keep fans fresh.

But... Qiu Xiaojin needs hype?
Ye Chen frowned, and clicked on the details.

The topic appeared at 10:30 in the evening, and within half an hour, it rushed to the third place in the hot search.

The story is that at noon today, Qiu Xiaojin, accompanied by her agent, went to the private hospital opened by the friend of the topic subject to check her mental health. The final result was severe depression and mild social phobia.

If there were only these, Ye Chen might not believe it, but the subject also posted the photo and examination report of Qiu Xiaojin appearing in the private clinic.

There are pictures and truths in the truth, the facts are in front of you, Ye Chen can't help but believe it.

Ye Chen frowned and took out his mobile phone, clicked on Qiu Xiaojin's WeChat, and wanted to make a call.

Immediately after seeing the time above again, he resentfully held back his hand.

"It's so late, she should be asleep, and I'll ask tomorrow."

He shook his head, turned off the subject, and read something else.

Ten minutes later, sleepiness struck, Ye Chen put away his phone and went to bed.

……

The current Qiu's house is different from Ye Chen's imagination, the house is brightly lit, and Sister Yan wanders back and forth anxiously in the room.

She seemed tired after walking for half an hour, and sat beside Qiu Xiaojin's bed.

Looking at Qiu Xiaojin, who was wearing a facial mask and watching cartoons, as if nothing happened, she said anxiously: "My aunt, why do you still have the mood to look at someone alone?"

"Could it be that we still have room to refute?" Qiu Xiaojin asked rhetorically.

"The doctor is such a bastard, he has no professional ethics!" Sister Yan cursed bitterly.

Qiu Xiaojin shook her head and said, "Most of them are good, and it's normal to have a mouse dropping occasionally. Besides, who told you to take me to a private clinic? If I went to a big hospital, this kind of thing would definitely not happen."

"So you're blaming me?" Sister Yan said displeased.

Qiu Xiaojin flattered her and said, "Sister Yan, you are my own sister, I know you are doing it for my own good, and I don't want others to find out that I went to the hospital, but something has already happened, what else can we do?"

After finishing speaking, she moved a little bit, stood side by side with Sister Yan, put the mobile phone between them, and said, "If you can't sleep, let's follow the drama together. Sister Bao'er's Sichuan dialect is quite fun."

"I really don't know what to say about you!"

Sister Yan sighed, and it happened that Sister Baoer in the mobile phone performed the Awei Eighteen Styles. She couldn't help being amused by the plot and burst out laughing.

Qiu Xiaojin turned her head to look at her, and blinked in confusion, is it so funny?

Soon, the episode ended and it was time for the opening commercial.

"Come, come, become a member."

Sister Yan subconsciously grabbed the phone, clicked on the membership page, and suddenly slapped her head.

I was so engrossed in watching it that I forgot the business!
She turned off her phone, frowned and asked, "What should I do? I have to find a reason to refute the rumors, right?"

"It's not a rumor, what kind of rumor is it?"

Qiu Xiaojin asked back, thinking for a while with a sullen face, and muttered: "Anyway, I won't be in the entertainment industry anymore, why don't I help them and confirm the news tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, she turned off the desk lamp and covered herself with the quilt to sleep.

After a long time, a confused voice came from inside the room: "Huh?"

That night, Qiu Xiaojin slept soundly, but Sister Yan couldn't fall asleep.