The whole entertainment industry is waiting for me to fall

Ye Congnan has worked so hard for so long, hoping to get Yin Zhuowei's approval. With Yin Zhuowei's support, his future acting career will be even more powerful.

Yawang's endorsement should have belonged to him. He was endorsed by a super-first-line woman before, at least the other party was popular and highly qualified. Ye Congnan didn't have the capital to say this at that time.

But now, the endorsement was taken away by Xia Yun, apart from being angry and dissatisfied, he didn't have the slightest sense of approval.

"Grandpa, Xia Yun helped you, but didn't you give him a reward before? Why did you help him again and again?" Ye Congnan said angrily, "It's enough for you to do so much." , I have not been treated so well."

Yin Zhuowei couldn't hear the unwillingness in his words, and said: "I asked him to be the spokesperson. It has nothing to do with the previous events, but a comprehensive consideration, after the company's insiders have evaluated the candidate."

Ye Congnan was taken aback: "But what's the difference between choosing him and me? Aren't I similar to him?"

Just looking at their previous traffic, there seems to be little difference in the influence of the two in terms of network data.

For things like data, a lot of marketing can always come up.

"Although our market is mainly in China, the international market cannot be ignored. A spokesperson must not only be well-known in China, but also abroad." Yin Zhuowei said: "Xia Yun has a certain influence abroad."

Ye Congnan just wanted to refute that Xia Yun, like him, had never received an international film, so how could he have any influence.

He suddenly thought of Xia Yun's previous dance videos, those few pen-hold videos of Xia Yun, had millions of views on Youtube, higher than domestic idols.

Xia Yun didn't have any publicity, nor is he an idol, he simply relied on his dancing ability and appearance to retain the audience.

Ye Congnan never expected to be defeated at this step. Xia Yun's few videos actually opened up overseas markets for him.

"I'm just a little worse than him in this aspect now, but it doesn't mean I won't in the future. My songs will definitely become popular all over the world. Can't you sign me now?"

Yawang is the Internet platform second only to Lusheng. If Ye Congnan doesn't ask Yin Zhuowei for mercy, it will be difficult to get it based on his current ability.

It would be fine if it was some veteran celebrity who convinced him, but this person was Xia Yun who was in the same period as him, he absolutely couldn't let Xia Yun earn money from their family!

Yin Zhuowei's tone was a little impatient: "What belongs to you will not run away. You should find your own shortcomings and continue to work hard instead of staring at other people's opportunities."

Ye Congnan's joy was gone, why did Grandpa help Xia Yun but not him? !Isn't he doing enough?

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In the evening, after Xia Yun got home, he listened to Baizhou's album by the way.

Among the eleven songs, three were written by him. Xia Yun only listened to the songs written by Xia Baizhou, and clicked on the rest at will, and quickly turned them off.

After he finished listening, he suddenly remembered that Baizhou had given him a USB flash drive back then.

Xia Yun gave Baizhou four songs before, almost as long as it was his song, Baizhou would use it, and that was the only one that was returned to him.

Xia Yun opened the previous luggage, trying to find the previous USB flash drive.

No suitcases, cabinets, clothes pockets... were found.

Where have you been?

When Lu Qing knocked on his door, Xia Yun was sitting on the floor of the cloakroom.

Almost all the clothes in the closet were taken out by him, and they were piled up in the closet and on the floor in a mess. Xia Yun sat in front of the open closet door, still looking at the few hanging clothes.

It seems that the fate of those clothes can be imagined, Xia Yun will definitely not deal with them.

Before the cleaning aunt comes over tomorrow, these clothes can only be messy on the ground.

Before Xia Yun wanted to do something with those clothes, Lu Qing asked aloud, "What are you looking for?"

"U disk." Xia Yun glanced at him.

Xia Yun has a lot of clothes, these clothes are either sent by Xu Zheng, or prepared for him by a stylist, Xia Yun can almost make a different set of clothes every day.

At this moment, his whole body was wrapped in clothes, as if nestled in a warm nest.

Lu Qing walked over and said, "The clothes have been ironed, there can't be anything inside, do you think it might fall somewhere else?"

Xia Yun has searched everywhere he could. Since there is no place in his clothes, it can only be that the USB flash drive has been lost long ago.

"I won't look for it anymore." Xia Yun got up from the pile of clothes, looked at the clothes, then looked away calmly, and asked, "Can the piano be used?"

Xia Yun promised Dai Dao to help him write songs, and he planned to try it in the piano room when he came back.

"I've tried it, it's ok." Lu Qing led him there. The piano was black and smooth, and its beautiful appearance was like a work of art.

Xia Yun placed his fingers on the keys, and when the first note was played with his fingertips, the rest of the music flowed out of his hands uncontrollably.

Lu Qing closed the door, and when he heard the sound of the piano, he stopped and quietly looked at Xia Yun who was playing the piano.

On the black and white piano keys, Xia Yun's fingers are slender and the knuckles are white. With the movement of playing the piano, the slightly raised metacarpal bones and light blue blood vessels on the back of the hand are clear. They are a pair of thin and beautiful hands.

The owner of those hands lowered his head slightly, under the soft white light, he was so clean that it seemed that he couldn't get any color.

If it is a silent picture, no one can not be attracted by his appearance, it is the temperament that can attract people to be quiet.

However, the sound of the piano surrounding him made it impossible to keep calm.

The strong and shocking sadness is like the rolling waves, and even the bright tune mixed with it is full of helpless loneliness, which hangs heavily in the heart.

After the song ended, Xia Yun put his hands lightly on the keys, and the whole room returned to tranquility.

Lu Qing looked at the calm Xia Yun, but his heart tightened slightly.

He walked over and stood beside the piano, with dignified and gentle eyes with deep eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "You're in a bad mood?"

The song just now didn't sound like Xia Yun was composing a movie theme song, but it seemed to be composed according to the existing mood.

"This is the song in the USB flash drive," Xia Yun casually played a few notes on the keys, this time it was lighter, and he said: "It's gone, let me listen to it for the last time."

Sitting under the lamp and playing the piano, he looked like a proud and indifferent kid from a noble family in an old castle. If there was an audience below, there must be many women who would send him flowers.

Lu Qing leaned on the piano with one hand, looked at Xia Yun's beautiful profile, slowly bent down, and said:

"But I see you are not happy."

Different people can play the same piano piece with different effects. For a really nice piece of music, the player must have given it some kind of emotion.

In Xia Yun's performance just now, sadness and loneliness go hand in hand.

On the contrary, the piano sounds played now are just very ordinary playing, without any soul at all.

The lively piano sound stopped abruptly, Xia Yun stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and looked at him.

Lu Qing was very close to him at this time, Xia Yun could see the glimmer of light reflected in his pitch-black pupils, and his Adam's apple moved up and down when he spoke.

After that, pinching the back of his head, Xia Yun's body froze for a moment, and Lu Qing took his breath away in an instant.

Lu Qing was kissing him, touching his lips again and again, with the utmost devotion and tenderness.

There is a gentle touch, which is more painful than a strong plunder.

Xia Yun leaned on the piano, accidentally pressed some keys with his elbow, and a string of messy notes filled the quiet room.

It was clearly a gentle kiss, but Xia Yun's breathing was a little messy. This series of sudden noises opened a certain gate. Xia Yun regained consciousness, stepped back a little, and supported Lu Qing's arm with one hand, wanting to leave.

Lu Qing had no intention of forcing him, he could easily push Lu Qing away.

Just as Xia Yun regained his breath, his legs and back were hooked, and he was carried onto the piano by Lu Qing.

This time the sound was stronger than before, the dull sound was almost the same as heartbeat, Xia Yun raised his eyes and said, "What are you doing?"

There is a piano under him, and he never thought that one day he would sit on the piano.

Lu Qing grabbed his hand and put it on the keys without noticing it, without any worry that it would damage the piano.

He picked his lips and said softly, "I'm coaxing you."

Xia Yun paused.

Xia Yun's hair was a bit long, and his forehead hair slightly covered his eyes. When he looked over, his eyes were black and white, with the clarity of a young man.

Lu Qing kissed him again and said, "I want to make you happy."

The two breathed together, Xia Yun could smell the woody agarwood on his body, it was clear and mild, very light, but easily fascinated.

He asked: "You coax me, that's it?"

Xia Yun was really in a better mood.

He originally intended to play the piece just now to find the feel, but unexpectedly, he was brought into it by the piece, and his emotions were infected by the piece he played. After playing the piece immersively, he couldn't recover his emotions.

He thought he could control his emotions well, but Lu Qing could still see it.

That piece of music was improvised by Xia Songheng after he left, and he sent the manuscript to Baizhou after writing it.

Baizhou was very satisfied, and after listening to it, he came to ask him specifically, under what circumstances he created it, and after learning the answer, Baizhou did not choose to use this song in the end.

Xia Songheng used to like to listen to music, and Xia Yun would play it for him occasionally. Xia Songheng was very pleasantly surprised, and he wanted Xia Yun to develop his expertise.

So Xia Songheng found him an old professor from the Conservatory of Music.

Not long after, the old professor told Xia Songheng that he could not teach Xia Yun, Xia Yun was not an academic at all, and would only be led astray by him.

By the way, he also introduced a friend to Xia Yun, and that person was Baizhou.

The old teacher felt that they were very similar in musical talent, but Baizhou was slightly inferior. He even showed him a video of Baizhou playing the piano when he was a child with a smile.

Baizhou's only hobby is composing songs. He discusses with Xia Yun online every day. Many of Xia Yun's songs are created because of him.

This piece of music was created by Xia Yun unintentionally, and now it seems that it is really not suitable to be handed over to Baizhou.

Even though he intends to make the tune bright, the whole song is still depressing.

Looking back now, the memories with Xia Songheng and the others were so relaxing that it was a little unreal.

Only later did he know that after parting, he would be really sad.

death, parting.Helpless, powerless.

Xia Yun pursed her lower lip. In front of her, after listening to his words, Lu Ting brushed away his forehead hair that half-covered his eyelids, and gently rubbed the corners of his warm eyes.

After listening to his question, Lu Qing laughed softly, his eyes were dark and dark, and his voice was hoarse: "If this coaxing is not enough..."

With a sense of ridicule, he asked, "Do you want to do something more in-depth?"

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