I walk the career line in dog blood

"I have something else to do, hang up first."

"Hey?"

Song Wei can't take care of this for the time being because of family affairs, but the others have not forgotten this special performance.

There are also other keen people in the crowd who find Meiyu.

This city is originally a first-tier city where many entertainment companies are stationed. There are also many people who are engaged in the entertainment industry walking here, or simply scouts. These people have always had a keen sense of smell.

"Did you find it? yinong? Why does the pronunciation sound familiar... So these songs are really original? Is there any way to contact him, let's buy the copyright at the market price. Speed ​​up, efficiency is life." This is a successful recommendation.

"Angkor, no, I didn't receive money for the recommendation, did I... die? Damn, you deserve it because you can't get promoted!" This was an unsuccessful recommendation.

In addition, some people have taken a fancy to the singer himself.

"It's a very special voice. It's hard to describe, but it's definitely very distinctive and pleasant to listen to. Just at this moment, there's a three-tiered inner circle and three outer floors. The police came out to maintain order. Think about it. It's really not me. Exaggeration, as long as the equipment is better, it will go around the beam for three days without any falsehood."

"Looks? Looks are good, among other things, the body proportions are very good, and you will definitely have style on the platform."

This person strongly recommended this street performer, thinking that the next king might be born from his hands: "The most important thing is that this person's singing is at least a professional level, and he can sing after signing it, saving the effort of training."

For the same price, why buy chicks when you can buy laying hens?

And what is An Yinong doing who disturbed the pool of spring water?He is being questioned by the system.

"You still know how to compose music and lyrics?" The system followed An Yinong, holding a spiked potato that was bigger than it, "Can't you hear me?"

"From birth to death, all the sounds I have heard have been recorded and stored here." An Yinong tapped his head, "Even if I can't hear them, I still have a symphony orchestra here, ready to work for me at any time .

"...Did you turn it on and hang it?" The system bit the potato angrily: the host can do everything, what else does the system do?Are you cute?

An Yinong pushed the wig on his face behind his ears: "Why do you think I'm such a useless person in those variety shows? You don't really think I'm popular, do they do charity?"

System: With the charisma value of the host, it is not impossible.

"But to be honest, host, you sing really well." The system still honestly affirmed this, "It sounds better than the host who used the singer's golden finger before."

"Thank you, I plan to be a singer and hold concerts in the future."

"By the way, the host, what was that business card just now? I saw you flirting with each other, tsk tsk tsk... but it's okay, you are a straight man, you have to think about the mission."

"Wretched." An Yinong stretched out his hand and flicked its head, "Can you be more healthy? The reason why those song titles fit is because these songs were originally written for perfume. She knows perfume very well, so of course she has some advantages over others. "

The system thought that the other party didn't necessarily think so, and asked: "I see that person has connections in the entertainment industry, so this is the resource to send to the door? Then, should the host contact her?"

He put away his business card: "I'll contact you after the variety show."

He's not famous enough right now, and these songs can't be taken seriously, so it's better to wait.

'Woo hoo', the phone vibrated for two seconds, An Yinong saw the word 'boss', and connected the phone: "Manager."

The general manager at the other end said succinctly: "After three days, XX tea restaurant, sign the contract, and I will pick you up."

"Okay, thank you."

An Yinong's response was equally concise.

After two seconds of silence, the general manager said: "I have seen the things on the Internet, and now there are two plans.

"One, let the variety show bundle the hype for the time being. In the future, if you prove your strength, you will receive double the attention. Second, releasing the contract that the other party asked you to sign at that time will also bring the same enthusiasm. But your name is really important. It’s tied up with this variety show.”

"I believe in my ability." An Yinong said.

The general manager smiled, he understood An Yinong's choice, he could always make the best choice.

"By the way, manager, I want to borrow the company's recording studio."

"Yes, you can record anytime."

"Thank you manager."

After that, An Yinong hung up the phone. Just as he was about to put the phone in his pocket, the phone vibrated again. This time it was Zhao Ze, the predecessor of the original owner, the legendary task target.

The antenna of the system cocked up, it smelled the mission.

After so many days, An Yinong almost forgot about him: "Hello?"

"You also received the 'I'm really a star' variety show?" As soon as the call was connected, the man's questioning voice came.

An Yinong frowned: "It's you, are you still alive?"

"Refused!"

An Yinong had never seen such a cheeky person. If Zhao Ze was right in front of him, he would have already stepped on this person's face with his boot, and would have crushed him twice.

"Remember to take your medicine in time, I'll die first if nothing happens." Sick.

"Don't go." The person at the other end didn't listen to what An Yinong said, and ordered as a matter of course: "I will pay the liquidated damages, double."

An Yinong laughed.

Before the variety show started, someone asked him to leave the show with double liquidated damages. An Yinong had never experienced such a thing in his life, it was very fresh.

He still had to go.

"I'm not joking with you," the voice of the boss was cold, so cold that he could freeze himself to death.

"Your voice is the same as that of a male duck, you speak like sawing wood, you are as weak as a ghost, how can you look like a star? Why do you want to humiliate yourself on the show?"

Hearing these words, An Yinong's smile disappeared, and disappeared completely: Suppressing the original owner, destroying the original owner's self-confidence, belittled day after day, killing a person psychologically...

This is how the man treats the original owner in the plot.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you. Wild boars can't eat chaff. What kind of music do you know? You, Mr. Zhao, are only worthy of listening to clip music."

His voice is hoarse, but it's not unpleasant. At this time, it's like a glass of sober red wine. No matter what, it can't be equated with a male duck. It has no taste.

"Ke Yinong!" The man didn't expect that the person here dared to be so sly about him, he gritted his teeth, and the domineering force gushed out from the receiver, "If you continue to participate in this variety show, don't regret it if you lose your face."

"Mr. Zhao, we are all grown-ups, and we don't understand breaking up. A good ex should be as quiet as dead. If you are sick, you should go to the doctor quickly. It's not good to hide your illness from the doctor. If you have this spare time, why don't you give up?" How nice it is to buy something good by yourself, delicious food and drink. What do you want me to do? I don’t know how to cure rabies.”

Then he hung up the phone and blacked out.

"Oh, I don't know what it means."

"Crazy." The system added a knife.

The private dining room at the other end was silent.

The well-dressed Zhao Ze looked at the phone in his hand, in disbelief: "What does he mean? He said I have rabies?"

At this moment, Zhao Ze was like a husband who found out that his wife was hiding a man in her closet. He was on the verge of rage, so that his fans didn't know what to say for a while: Isn't it normal to be bullied with this attitude?

One of them shook his head slightly, and said cautiously: "No, didn't you break up?"

From the perspective of a normal bystander, Fa Xiao felt: Yes, there is nothing wrong with it.If his ex-girlfriend suddenly called and humiliated him, ordered him to do things, and finally cursed him, not only would he hang up the phone, but he would also give a national curse package.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that Zhao Ze's ex-boyfriend was simply civilized and polite.

"So what if we broke up?" Zhao Ze was furious. He only recently remembered that something happened to this variety show in his previous life. It seemed that some guest was beaten for revenge or something, and his face was disfigured.

But he stopped An Yinong not because of this, but because of something else.

He walked around the box and said bitterly: "Damn, is he eating firecrackers? His tone is so aggressive?"

How can someone who has always been like a little sheep become so tough?This is not a little white rabbit turning into a hedgehog, but a little white rabbit turning into a porcupine.

When Zhao Ze and Ke Yinong were together, Ke Yinong had always accommodated him. After all, the status of the two was unequal, whether it was emotionally, economically, or socially, they were not equal.

So he got used to Ke Yinong's obedience, and didn't accept the fact that 'Ke Yinong' rejected him at all.

"You actually hung up on me, I'm going to find him."

His little girl looked at each other in dismay: "You won't... regret it?" So dramatic?

"Regret? Are you kidding me?"

After hanging up the phone, An Yinong forgot about Zhao Ze. He started to exercise and practice songs at home, spending almost all day in his recording studio.

When he has a little free time, he uses it to enjoy the music of this world.

He listens to music regardless of whether it is domestic or foreign, popular or niche.The system watched him absorb nutrients like a dry sponge, and then apply the newly learned skills in his own singing, the whole person was in a state of frenzy.

"You can take a rest and practice singing inside every day, so you won't be afraid of damaging your ears?" The system couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but persuade the host.

Ears are An Yinong's Achilles' heel, although the possibility of damaging his ears is very low, but what if?

He had to cut down on the amount of time he spent in the studio.But even when he's not in the studio, he plays in the hall or in the room.

"When you have money, buy the best audio equipment."

Fate treated the original owner favorably. Although he did not recover his clear voice after the two surgeries, he gained another kind of smoky voice with a sense of maturity.

An Yinong has experimented, and he can sing high notes, but the high notes are still a little hoarse, which has nothing to do with the clarity, but it has a heart-piercing feeling, and it sounds like the stimulation of strong alcohol to relieve sorrow.

On the appointed day, the general manager's car appeared downstairs, while the general manager's person appeared upstairs.Although there have been a lot of things going on recently, he is still wearing the most appropriate clothes, his face is calm, and there is no trace of haste on his body.

There was still an hour before the appointed time.

"Please come in, the general manager is sitting down." The person has already reached the door, so please come in.However, An Yinong, who had always repelled others from entering his private space, did not feel any disgust towards the general manager.

"Maybe it's because his attitude towards things is like a robot?" he thought, "It's always difficult for people to feel disgusted and guarded against machines."

The general manager walked into the house, and the second-hand house, which was not that big, looked even more dilapidated after he entered.

"Does the general manager drink tea?" An Yinong picked up the glass jug containing flower and fruit tea, and poured him a cup of sweet fruit tea.His movements are flowing like clouds and flowing water, which is indescribably beautiful.

Seeing An Yinong's relaxed face, the general manager didn't know why, but his heart also calmed down.

"Thank you." The general manager said with double meaning.

A smile appeared on An Yinong's face: "I should say that, thank you, general manager."

"My surname is Lu, Lu Yu, how old are you, call me Brother Lu."

An Yinong was startled, his black eyes looked at him, and he said kindly, "Brother Lu."

There was a sincere smile on the young man's face, just like the spring breeze blowing through the willows. The general manager squeezed the cup in his hand and looked away: This young singer has been silent for a year, but he forgot that he still has a crazy handsome face.

"What do you think of the variety show "I'm Really a Star"?"

An Yinong put down his teacup: "The entertainment industry's magic mirror is well-deserved."

"Are you mentally prepared?" To be a guest of this variety show, you must have a big heart, because the other party is a program group that specializes in inserting knives into the heart after researching the guests.

"of course."

Just be prepared.

The general manager lowered his head to drink tea. He saw a small pot of roses on the coffee table. A small persimmon-shaped flower pot was filled with more than a dozen half-bloomed or fully-bloomed roses. The flowers were small in shape and delicate in color. Adds a splash of color to the room.

An Yinong noticed that he was looking at the flowers, and said with a smile: "This is the rose from a grandma downstairs. I bought some, and now I keep them in water. The flowers in her house are well grown, and the pots are fried. Look at it from a distance." Same as the waterfall."

"Do you like roses?" The general manager has no preference for flowers, but looking at them carefully at this moment, he actually finds them a bit delicate.

An Yinong smiled and nodded: "I like it. It's a pity that I'm not very good at planting flowers, otherwise I would like to plant a rose garden on the balcony, it must be very beautiful. Does the manager like it? I'll give you one."

He folded one for the general manager. The general manager looked at the delicate rose in his hand with a stiff expression as if he was holding a mine.

"..." An Yinong couldn't help laughing.