Entertainment: I was at my ex-girlfriend's wedding and announced my comeback

"Haha, Chutian, come in quickly."

In a duplex house in the center of Kyoto, Gurbantong stood at the door and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Brother Gu, your house is really not small, it must be one hundred and sixty seventy square meters."

"Well, exactly two hundred."

Gurbantong sat on the sofa in the living room and spoke calmly.

Chu Tian silently calculated, based on the current house price in Kyoto, even the decoration is almost 3000 million.

It seems that writing music reviews can also make money.

He received a lot of help from the big brother Gurbantong, so he asked sincerely, "Brother Gu, what do you need to see my brother today?"

While talking, Chu Tian took an orange from the coffee table and peeled it casually.

Gurbantong handed over a document-like thing: "Look at this first."

"Invitation card?"

"Yes, the theme song competition!"

Gurbanton nodded.

"Isn't this almost over?"

Chu Tian looked at him suspiciously.

Gurbantong didn't hide it, and said seriously: "Your incident this time is actually a big mess. Although there is no real hammer, you must know that pornographic news is always the best way to dirty an artist."

Hearing what he said, Chu Tian also nodded, expressing that he understood.

This is not a small matter, how many people in the entertainment industry have been infamous for a lifetime because of these small stains.

"So, this is the amulet I got for you from Brother Kuan. As for whether you can survive the difficulties, it depends on your performance."

Chu Tian looked a little surprised.

In this way, it will be clear why Guotai supports itself.

He already knew Yan Kuan's identity, and Chu Tian was surprised that the other party could help him.

Seeing him lost in thought, Gurbanton smiled and said, "Don't be too stressed. With your strength, there will be no problem. In fact, the cultural affairs department of this year's main melody competition is not very satisfied with the songs that have been promoted in the past few months." How should I put it, let’s find a big guy. I also persuaded Brother Kuan, it’s very difficult to make the main theme into a popular song, but he insisted on not listening.”

As he spoke, he sighed: "You have to learn to reconcile with yourself, otherwise you will be very tired."

Chutian knew that Gurbantong was telling him something.

As long as I can create songs that satisfy the cultural industry department, I am really safe.

Moreover, it is best to have a certain popularity.

Recalling that I once learned from An Liang that his participation in "I Am the Creator" was all recommended by Gurbantong.

Last time, he specially introduced Yan Kuan and Liu Zhang to himself.

This big brother really treats me well.

Has the boldness of a northern man.

For a moment, Chu Tian was very moved.

"Brother Gu, don't worry, I will definitely do my best."

"Well, it's best to create it within this week, and then send it directly to the email address on the invitation letter."

"no problem."

Chu Tian nodded thoughtfully.

Gurbantong stopped talking about this topic, but looked at Chutian and asked with a standard Beijing accent, "Will you have a drink?"

"it is good!"

The third live broadcast of "I Am a Creator" will be broadcast tomorrow afternoon, Chu Tian has no burden, and the wine is in full swing.

So, Gurbantong went to the wine cabinet to get a few bottles of red wine, then went to the refrigerator to grab some snacks and peanuts, and the two chatted and drank.

At this time, also in Kyoto.

Downtown, Mars Entertainment Weekly headquarters.

This is a weekly magazine with great influence in the country. It once single-handedly pulled a certain king from the altar.

It became famous in the industry for a while.

Since then, many heavenly kings have been blackmailed by him with scandals, which made the founder Qi Xianfeng earn a lot of money.

The report about Chutian Haiwang a few days ago came from this weekly magazine.

It was evening, and most of the employees had already left work, only Qi Xianfeng and a few entertainment journalists were still working overtime.

What they are researching is how to break out more violent news, and stomp Chu Tian who is dying.

Watching his subordinates spend their brains stitching together Chu Tian's photos and arranging the plot.

Qi Xianfeng pursed his lips and smiled.

It seems that the Zhou Group has given itself more rewards.

And this money is too easy to earn.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear movement at the stairs, as if many people were walking this way.

He frowned subconsciously.

Sure enough, soon, a group of carved dragons and phoenixes rushed in through the door.

The red-haired young man at the head saw that there were still employees in the weekly magazine, so he raised his arms and shouted, "Call me!"

Seeing this, the spirited guys behind him ran over with sticks in their hands, knocked Qi Xianfeng's men to the ground, besieged and beat them violently.

"Who are you?"

Although Qi Xianfeng was afraid, he still resisted asking.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the red hair slowly approached him, and slapped him directly: "You put the news about my idol Chutian on the Internet?"

"Chu Tian?"

"Damn, answer me yes!"

Hongmao glared at Qi Xianfeng.

"Yes, what exactly do you want to do?"

Qi Xianfeng covered his mouth and asked subconsciously.

Hongmao slapped again: "That's right, hit me, hit me hard!"

Following his yell, Qi Xianfeng was put down with a stick by the younger brother beside Hongmao.

Immediately, there were wailing and crying in the office.

Before leaving, Hongmao stepped on Qi Xianfeng's face and spit out a mouthful of phlegm: "You fucking remember, my idol is not something you can take carelessly!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and led the crowd away.

After they left, Qi Xianfeng sat slumped on the ground in a daze, while several other employees curled up in the corner, their expressions seemed to be in pain.

Qi Xianfeng struggled to get up, walked to the landline, and dialed the report number.