What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book Chapter 520: North American Storm

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"You work hard at performing arts and earn three melons and two dates in order to survive. Is the money still considered feeding the dogs? Only those who do not live for a living but just for fun can barely feed the dogs with small changes." Zhong Yi said: "It shows that you have another You have an income, but you are not the last Mohican, so why should you imitate others’ blood and tears?”

The player smiled flatly: "How was your performance?"

Zhong Yitao: "Very good. It feels better than the original work. The artistic conception is less desolate, but the vicissitudes of life remain unchanged and the confusion is thicker. You are a man with a story."

"So when you stood there for so long, you were really just listening to my music?"

"Yes."

The player thought for a long time before sighing: "It's not easy to know a good friend."

This sentence is actually in Chinese, and it is quite standard... No, it is not standard either. The "Zhi" tongue wants to curl up but can't. The first reaction of Zhong Yi, who has lived in Nanjiang for a long time, is that it's a little bit... Taste of Hu Jian.

Zhong Yi was really curious this time. He couldn't help asking if he didn't want to ask at first: "How do you know that I am an immortal? I can't feel the supernatural power in you... Could it be that you have supernatural powers?" So much stronger than me?"

This is also a strange thing. Zhong Yi was judged to be S-level. That is the superpower potential. No matter how awesome he is, he is not a supermodel. The S-level potential is indeed normal. But in fact, there are many people with higher ratings than him whose abilities are not as good as his, because he has lived a long time, developed his abilities for many years, and has extraordinary mental strength. If we look at this point alone, even Chu Jiangliu may not have any advantage in front of him.

He determined that the other party had no superpowers, so it probably really meant that he had no superpowers.

But a person without superpowers could actually tell at a glance that he was an immortal?

The player smiled slightly: "There are many talented people in the world. If you always judge things based on your own established system, you will suffer a loss."

Zhong Yi looked at him up and down for a while, then suddenly asked: "Why is your Chinese so standard?"

The player smiled even louder: "Am I not a yellow man?"

"The Indians are yellow people, but this is different from the Chinese people, okay..." Zhong Yi said speechlessly: "Don't tell me that you also believe in Yin Di'an's statement, since ancient times?"

The player laughed loudly: "Maybe."

Zhong Yi said expressionlessly: "Okay, even if it is, I don't care anyway, and I'm not talking to you about this."

The player laughed to himself for a while, and finally said: "I am neither an Indian nor a Mohican. It's just that I traveled around the world and visited all continents to see primitive tribes far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. Finally, I saw I found it very interesting how the last remaining members of this extinct primitive tribe remembered the past, so I did a COS, but unexpectedly disturbed Qing Ting."

Zhong Yi frowned, what kind of performance art is this?

The man put away the musical instruments and bowls leisurely, without much intention of chatting with his "bosom friend". He turned around and strode away: "Your Excellency is also a lonely traveler, so he resonates with this kind of music, but People still have to live in society, otherwise it is said that they will live forever, but is it really any different from death?"

After saying this, the person disappeared around the corner in the distance.

Zhong Yi stepped over and took a look. Even the street he turned around was empty, and the man seemed to have disappeared.

Zhong Yi frowned tightly, who is this?

People have to live in society... So what is this person's status in society?

He slowly turned around, left the old square, and walked into the streets in the distance. After a while, he saw in front of him the modern world with busy traffic and towering skyscrapers.

Zhong Yi slowly walked into a building and watched the elevator numbers jumping all the way until he reached the 30th floor. The door opened with a "ding" and the signboard of an entertainment agency appeared on the corridor.

Zhong Yi barely managed to get his mind back from the weirdo just now and came to reality.

This company is all Chinese, and it was a North American base "gifted" to them by Korean boss Tang Jinyan.

The company currently has only one business on the surface, which is to promote various aspects related to "The End of the Sky" in North America, including TV series, animated comics, novel translations, and original music.

Among them, the overseas station is responsible for the translation of novels. This company is engaged in physical publishing, and I don’t know what the use is.

I don’t know if it is Tang Jinyan’s own business operation, or if it is purely Chu Jiangliu’s pretense for public benefit. Anyway, neither of them are here. Zhong Yi knows that the fundamental meaning of this company is to be the fulcrum for everyone to find Baihu. There are many special personnel in it. At present, half of the person in charge is himself.

As for entertainment projects, judging from the current situation, it is extremely difficult to promote this. Basically, it can only be a bit of fun in Chinatown, and dogs will not watch it elsewhere.

Purely from the perspective of making money, it’s like losing money to my grandma’s house.

Among various projects, the relatively better one seems to be music. What sounds good is what sounds good. No matter how different the styles of different countries are, beautiful music can still enter people's hearts. Sound is one of the original "Taos".

Just like the music of the Mohicans, instruments that people have never seen and tunes that they have never heard can also become famous on the Chinese Internet. Thousands of people follow the music and are brought into that place. In the vast background.

The music of Endless Autumn should also work.

“Today’s digital album sales exceeded one million, which is much better than expected.”

"How long did it take to reach one million? Mr. Tang's indicators are far behind."

"Looking at the comparison, this month is indeed much better. The reputation has increased. Many Americans even asked on the radio what song it was. At first, some people said it was a Japanese song and they were scolded."

"YouTube has done a lot of credit, the playback volume is very high, and word has spread."

"How about the CD?"

“CDs don’t sell well, but vinyl sells a little.”

"It's tasteful..."

"Where's the TV series?"

"Chinatown is the only one that has a lot of airplay over there, and the same goes for animation. No one reads the comics, oh, there are some online, but overall they are not good, and the stand-alone books can hardly be sold."

"I don't know how to report to Mr. Tang...it's a bit embarrassing."

The words of the employees reached Zhong Yi's ears one by one. Zhong Yi smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'll talk to Mr. Tang."

In fact, the overall situation seems to be improving... Zhong Yicai doesn't have high expectations. What does he want to do if he has done nothing and is going to make a lot of money for nothing?

"Ah, Mr. Zhong, are you here? Someone came to see you just now and left a business card when you were gone."

The assistant trotted over and handed over a business card: "I told you to come see him when you have time."

Zhong Yi took the business card and glanced at it - Bill Carter, general manager of XX Entertainment Company.

"..." Zhong Yi was a bit dumbfounded: "Theoretically, I have the highest authority in the company, but I know nothing about entertainment promotion and other things. Isn't Mr. Wang in charge of this... Well, strictly speaking, I am in charge. Isn’t it security?"

The assistant was very helpless: "We told the other party the same thing, and the other party insisted on seeing you, saying they were old friends."

Zhong Yi was stunned and put away his business card: "I know, let's take a look when you have time."

Zhong Yi is sure that he has no old friend with this name.

But speaking of whether there are any old friends in North America... Of course there are, but we haven't contacted them for a long time. We have lost contact and are no longer familiar with them. This so-called old friend is more likely to be a reflection of the progress of Chu Jiangliu's actions, and the storm in North America is about to begin.

Zhong Yi looked at the clouds outside the window and inadvertently thought of the mohawk player just now. I always feel that he will have more in common with me. Compared with other old friends, he cares more about the identity of that person and who he is.