Entertainment: Top players who started out as trainees

Chapter 101: Is there something I did that made you unhappy, brother?

In the past, when making an album, one had to consider multiple factors including song selection, style, number of songs, production process, etc. All songs had to serve the same theme, and there could be no unrelated tracks.

What's more, there are strict requirements on the sequencing of songs. The themes, emotions, etc. must have a certain degree of coherence and unity, so that the entire album can form a complete musical story.

However, in the era of digital music, everything has become simple and casual.

Anyone can release songs on music platforms, no one cares about the theme.

Songs in the digital music album can be purchased individually!

After exchanging insights on life with Long Danny for a while, Ning Luo was able to get away and took a taxi away from Frog Chirp Chirp.

Please note, serious communication.

It was already past four in the afternoon when I got home.

After changing his shoes, Ning Luo walked to the sofa and sat down, hugging Zhang Ruonan, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a bag of yogurt in her mouth and looking down at her phone.

"What are you looking at so seriously?"

"I'm looking at houses." Zhang Ruonan squeezed into his arms and complained incoherently, "These rental platforms are too unreliable. They all look so good in the pictures and the prices are super cheap. But after seeing the green bubble, I realized they are all fake!"

"And he keeps calling and texting me. It's so annoying!"

Ning Luo pulled the yogurt out of her mouth, stuffed it into his own mouth, and took a sip. "Why go through so much trouble? Why not just go find Xiao Zhao who helped us rent this house before?"

Swish!
Zhang Ruonan turned around instantly, with a cold look in his eyes, and asked in a bad tone: "Why, do you still remember my beautiful legs in black stockings? Is there something I did that made you dissatisfied, brother?"

Ning Luo tilted his head and thought about it. A figure in a black suit, white shirt, hip skirt, black stockings and big wavy brown hair gradually became clear in his mind, and he couldn't help but click his tongue twice.

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. We really have to look for her. Xiao Zhao's styling is very professional, and her service is enthusiastic. Where can we find such a good agent?"

"Heh." Zhang Ruonan sneered, "I'm really passionate about you. My eyes are almost drawn to you. I'm almost kneeling down to help you change your shoes. You're very polite to me."

Feeling the small hand slowly caressing her waist, Ning Luo tactfully raised her hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay, okay, you can handle it yourself. I won't get involved."

He kept muttering for a while, until Ning Luo started to get started in an impatient manner. Only then did Zhang Ruonan calm down and stumble into the kitchen.

Ning Luo, whose ears were finally quiet, wiped the slightly greasy index and middle fingers of his right hand, took out his mobile phone, and clicked into the work group.

Maybe because the morning meeting ended unpleasantly, the work group was a little deserted. Except for Long Danny who sent out a few red envelopes, no one else said much.

Ning Luo didn't care much about it. He didn't come to the excavator to make friends.

Let’s adjust for a while and then see.

After clicking on the notice, Ning Luo couldn't help but take a sip of yogurt.

On April 4th, I flew to Fran at 9 o'clock in the morning, shot a commercial in the morning, accepted an interview during lunch break, recorded Happy Camp in the afternoon, accepted video interviews from five media outlets in the evening, and then flew to Shanghai overnight.

On April 4, I shot a commercial until the early morning, then rushed back to Fran overnight to record Please Take Care of My Refrigerator, and continued to participate in commercial activities in the evening.

December 4th...

For a moment, Ning Luo seemed to have returned to the dark stage when he first joined the idol training group, and it was even more exaggerated!
Because the daily schedule, including eating, sleeping, putting on makeup, visiting seniors, etc., is all specific to the time!
In addition to the notice list, he also has to squeeze out time to read the script, prepare the EP, and chat with Zhang Ruonan and Cheng Xiao. In the future, he may also have to discuss scripts with other actresses and creation with other female singers.

For some artists, this time may be enough.

But for Ning Luo, who often takes an hour or so to complete the task, it is totally not enough!

This is simply forcing him to change his career and become a quick shooter!

And in the foreseeable future, when the NPC tour begins, he will be even busier.

Ning Luo couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Bear with it.

Make money.

Just think of it as giving Jill a long vacation.

After giving himself a psychological massage, Ning Luo clicked into the excavator group. Compared to the work group, this place was much more lively.

It may also be because Long Danny sent more red envelopes here.

More than a dozen artists were scrambling for red envelopes, competing with each other in pictures, and flattering the local rich man Long Danny.

Ning Luo had previously asked Cheng Xiao to help investigate excavators. His artists are divided into two series: Xjiu and Tomorrow's Son.

At the moment, it seems that no one can pose a threat to him.

That's true in every sense of the word.

The only person who might have a slight impact on him would probably be Mao Buyi.

Because Ning Luo had heard this name from Long Danny more than once.

Obviously, the other party is very optimistic about him.

However, the two have different routes. Ning Luo does not really need to dig up music resources. The most Mao Buyi can influence are resources in the variety show field.

If it doesn't work, just tear it apart.

When it comes to quarreling, Ning Luo, who is invincible in Idol Producer, feels that he has quite some experience.

Ning Luo quietly grabbed a dozen 200-yuan red envelopes from Long Danny and got 96 yuan. Then he was caught by Long Danny and had to reluctantly give out another 8-yuan red envelope.

An angry loss of 3 yuan!

Ning Luo felt more and more aggrieved the more he thought about it, so he threw away his phone and went into the kitchen.

After a few seconds, a soft cry was heard from the kitchen.

"Hey, don't bother me! Wait! Wait a minute! I..."

……

At the same time, on the other side of the capital, in an ordinary two-bedroom apartment.

Several young men were lying or sitting on the sofa and floor in the living room, all looking down at their mobile phones, and occasionally shouting a few words happily.

After grabbing a red packet of 23.3, Mao Buyi flipped through the chat history and couldn't help but sigh: "Ms. Long must have received nearly yuan. What good thing happened to her that made her so happy?"

Liao Juntao, who was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, sent out an emoji saying "thank you boss" and jokingly said, "Maybe he finally found a partner?"

"You're the one who's trying to steal the bamboo shoots, haha!"

"Why else? Because of Ning Luo."

Zhong Yixuan threw away his phone, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth, complaining sourly.

"Didn't you see the messages she sent? She kept calling him 'Xiao Luo', 'Luozi' and so on. If you didn't know, you would think he was her godson."

Hearing this, Mao Buyi, Liao Juntao beside him, and Zhou Zhennan opposite him glanced at each other quietly, but no one responded.

The originally cheerful atmosphere in the room gradually became weird.

Zhong Yixuan, who didn't notice anything unusual, was still muttering, his tone full of indignation and mixed with a hint of envy and jealousy that was difficult to conceal.

"When we joined the company, Long Danny only gave us a red envelope of 1,800 yuan. Now, she keeps giving us red envelopes, as if she's afraid that we don't know how much she values ​​this newcomer!"

Mao Buyi gave a dry laugh and tried to smooth things over.

"Just watch it if you like it, it has nothing to do with us. There are also red envelopes to grab, so just join in the fun."

Zhou Zhennan on the side also chimed in, "That's right, we should eat and drink, let him do whatever he wants, come on, pick up your chopsticks, he was so busy grabbing the red envelopes that the food is almost cold."

"It doesn't matter? Are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Zhong Yixuan sneered.

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(End of this chapter)