Just to Sweep the Entertainment Industry Chapter 58: The power of warmth
Before Yan Lu came up with a solution, he received several calls.
The first caller was Ji Kangxu. He couldn't help telling Yan Lu about the box office of "Friends, Not Enemies", and his tone was filled with excitement.
In fact, Yan Lu also understands that the film made to commemorate a friend has not been released for five years. No one respects or values this work more than Ji Kangxu.
Facts have proved that his respect and importance have also been recognized by the market. It has been almost two weeks since its release, and the box office has always remained the highest in the country, and even seems to have a tendency to break the box office record of Da Ya movies.
Following this momentum, Director Ji returned with another lap award this year.
"Actually, I have one more thing to tell you on the phone call today. For the selection of movie music, I have reported the theme song "Old Boy" you created. It has been reviewed, and it depends on whether it is nominated or directly awarded. Awarded."
Hearing Ji Kangxu's words, Yan Lu froze in place with his phone, not knowing what it was like.
After all, his character is now being questioned by the whole network. Even if there is no real hammer, the other party has prepared it for him.
In this case, Ji Kangxu's act of directly submitting the song for selection is tantamount to another silent support.
Yan Lu took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Thank you Director Ji for your trust, thank you."
Ji Kangxu smiled, "I've never made mistakes when looking at people at my age, your talent is destined to shine. So, let's discuss something, I have a movie in the works, the theme song, the interlude, the beginning and end of the film. Songs, as well as promotional songs, you are responsible."
Before Yan Lu's moving was over, he was stunned by a series of songs by Ji Kangxu, "Uh, Director Ji, are you serious?"
"Yeah!" Ji Kangxu's smile did not diminish at all, but he did not have the slightest joking tone, and said: "I am currently abroad, and I am filming the scene. I will go back in about three or four days, and then I will have some free time. , let's meet and talk."
Nothing excites Yan Lu more than this seriousness. He said expectantly: "Okay, let's meet and chat."
Just after the phone call with Ji Kangxu ended, Yu Feifei's call came in.
During this period of time, it was originally an interactive promotion with Yu Feifei, and the effect was quite good. Many Yu Feifei's fans came to pay attention to Yan Lu, which brought him a steady wave of attention.
But he didn't want to. Now that public opinion is shrouded in it, he doesn't dare to act casually, so as not to affect Yu Feifei.
However, at the moment the call was connected, Yu Feifei asked directly, "Someone troubled you, do you need something from my sister?"
They are all people in the circle. Although Yu Feifei has been away from the stage for ten years, it does not mean that she cannot understand the twists and turns in it.
The tree is big to attract the wind, and Yan Lu's talent is just being watched.
Yan Lu's heart warmed slightly and said, "Fortunately, you can't beat me."
"Yeah." Yu Feifei didn't say much, just said: "When you need my sister, just say it, right, one month later, my sister's concert will start, you can't forget Qiu Yan's song, kid. ."
"I didn't forget, I will contact her next week to finalize the song."
"That's good." Yu Feifei seemed to be talking to her, but soon she was busy, and asked Yan Lu on the phone side: "By the way, I forgot to ask you before, did you have any questions? At my sister's concert, are you interested in singing?"
"Huh?" Yan Lu was stunned again, and after a while, he said: "Sister, I can't do it, I just entered this circle, and my feet haven't stood firm yet."
"Then stand firm with my sister." Yu Feifei didn't care at all, "I'll leave you one or two songs, you can arrange it yourself, give me an answer at the latest next Friday, and don't refuse." After speaking, Yu Feifei hung up the phone.
Yan Lu looked at the screen of the mobile phone, which went dark in a short while, and the surprised facial features reflected on the screen. It took a while before he recovered.
Qi Ming just bought him breakfast and came in, when he saw him coming out, he asked in puzzlement: "What's wrong? Stupid! Hey, don't take the words of those trolls on the Internet to your heart, I will come back and scold you. , how stupid is not worth it, or..."
Qi Ming was still chattering like an old mother, when Yan Lu suddenly whispered, "Your goddess invited me to sing at her concert."
Silence...one second...five seconds...ten seconds...
Before 30 seconds, the eponymous scream pierced the sky directly, his mouth could swallow a fist, and he looked at Yan Lu with green eyes, "My goddess? My goddess Yu? My home Feifei Goddess? Are you serious?"
Yan Lu shook his sweaty hair rather proudly, "That's right!"
"Oh my God!" Qi Ming's eyes filled with tears. He was too excited, or he was too excited and his soul went out of his body. Taking care of you for so many years has paid off, you must arrange a front row position for my brother, my brother, this is my biggest wish in this life!"
"..." Yan Lu looked at Qi Ming's hot-eyed dress, matched with his hot-eyed acting, rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly the corner of his mouth cracked, "So the front row seat can satisfy you, but I still plan to Take you directly to the backstage."
When the words fell, people also got into the bathroom.
Across a door, he happily listened to the wailing of the same name and the sound of scratching the door. He felt that the weather today was really good.
Because it was just the sweat after exercising, Yan Lu simply rinsed it off and came out.
As soon as he changed his clothes and sat down at the dining table, Qi Ming handed him his mobile phone, "It rang several times, there was WeChat, and there was a phone."
"Oh." Yan Lu took it. After unlocking the screen, he glanced at WeChat and found that most of them were sent by Qiu Yan. They were messages of encouragement and grievance. There were dozens of messages in a row. The facial expressions seem to be able to see the various emotions in those twinkling eyes.
Involuntarily, Yan Lu once again sighed with the words 'it's so good to be young', as if he were a dying old man.
The rest of the WeChat accounts are people who Yuanshen has known over the years, mainly colleagues who met when they were singing in the Nine Colors Bar. Their concern was very shallow, but they were also very sincere.
Speaking of which, Yan Lu seems to have never been to the Nine Colors Bar since he moved, maybe one day he should go back and sit down, after all, it is a very important place to the original body.
Moreover, Yan Lu always remembered that Brother Tong helped him get the copyright entry of the first song "Old Boy", otherwise it is not certain which way he is going now.
This is a love that he can't forget.
After replying to these people one by one, Yan Lu opened the call interface.
Yan Lu's personal mobile phone number was exposed in Chen Chen's plagiarism incident, so he changed a number later, and this number is known to these few people.
Even the media and paparazzi don't know about it, so until now the public opinion has fermented, no one has bothered Yan Lu, and everyone has tortured Guo Hang.
At this moment, suddenly seeing an unfamiliar number, Yan Lu was still a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to get used to it, because the other party's phone called again.
Yan Lu thought about it for a second, then clicked to connect, and a hearty female voice came directly from the opposite side, "Hello Yan Lu, I'm Wen Lingling, from Wen Qiao Studio."
"Ah, hello, I'm Yan Lu~IndoMTL.com~ In the process of answering, Yan Lu has already matched the identity of the other party, it turned out to be one of the fifteen musicians of "Star Singer", Wen Lingling, the eldest daughter of Wen Huating, the richest man in South China.
Although the program team, except for Sun Xiaopa, did not explicitly prohibit musicians from contacting singers in private, there were also euphemistic suggestions to avoid them as much as possible, so Yan Lu did not know the meaning of Wen Lingling's call.
On the other side, Wen Lingling didn't care about this at all, and said, "Hey, I'm not participating in your song competition, just to ask now that the public opinion is like this, are you ready to fight back? "
"Counterattack?" Yan Lu was stunned again, because of Wen Lingling's directness, his mind didn't keep up.
Wen Lingling was very surprised, "Don't tell me you don't know, or you didn't plan to fight back? I can tell you that the eldest grandson Zhe is jealous of your talent. If he doesn't use it, he will destroy it. He has done a lot of such things over the years. So, are you going to just swallow it up? Or are you really going to sign his Shan Lan?"
Yan Lu was surprised that Wen Lingling was so careless about telling Zhang Sun Zhe's black information, but thinking about Wen Lingling's net worth and background, he didn't care about it. In the same way, it also proves from another aspect that Zhangsun Zhe is known in the circle of people, but the outside world does not know it.
Yan Lu's brows tightened and then loosened. Chen Chen, Zhang Sun Zhe, why did he come up to the bar with people with such tough backgrounds!
Sighing, Yan Lu thought about it and said, "There is no way to start a counterattack, I can only say that it is better to sing."
Wen Lingling pondered for a while, "Yes, you just entered the circle, and you have no foundation. Anyway, I'm calling today to tell you that there are many people who recognize you, at least there are six of them on my side. Seven, so if you want to fight back, do it, there will be someone to support you.”