The Quiet Rise of Entertainment Superstars

Xiaoyue was feeling happy when the phone rang. She saw it was Liu Xinran.

"Hey, aunt, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Well, Xiaoyue, do you remember the 'Avatar Song Album' you released last month?"

"Ah? Yes, I did send it, but it was sent quite late. Is my ranking not ideal?"

This is what Xiao Yue is thinking about now. She knows that Liu Xinran wants her to reach the second level of arranger as soon as possible. Did she mess up last month? Her grades are very bad?

When Liu Xinran heard Xiaoyue's words, she wanted to pull this little girl over and spank her. Did she not pay attention to her after releasing that album? And her ranking was not ideal. Those who were raped by you were all lying down!

Xiaoyue didn't hear Liu Xinran talking for a while and thought the call was disconnected.

"Hello, hello, is the signal bad?"

"Okay, no signal is bad, the song 'I See You' from your album got number one."

"Ah? No. 1..." Xiao Yue was also surprised. She had never thought about going to the charts for this album. So, she accidentally won the championship for the fourth time in a row? No wonder my aunt suddenly stopped talking just now. Did she think I was pretending? Oh my God, what should I do? This is so unfair!

Liu Xinran didn't want to say more, and the purpose of her calling was not for this ranking.

"Who is the Chanjuan who sang "I Look at You"?"

Xiaoyue's alarm bells immediately went off, and she actually asked who Chanjuan was? This little vest can't fall off just at the beginning!

"Oh, she's a friend of mine, not a professional singer. I asked her to help sing."

"Has she signed a contract with the company?"

If Xiaoyue still doesn't understand at this point, then she is stupid. It is obvious that Liu Xinran is here to poach people.

"Aunt, she has other work and won't make her debut."

Xiaoyue hopes that this will stop Liu Xinran from thinking about it.

"Her other jobs may not be suitable for her, right? Xiaoyue, please persuade her again. We at Tianyu will definitely train her well."

Xiaoyue felt a headache after listening to Liu Xinran's earnest words. It was too difficult to deal with.

"Let me put it this way. She is very good in other areas, even better than singing. Do you understand what I mean? Besides, isn't my aunt busy with the talent show? Why is she still worrying about the artist department?"

Liu Xinran understood what Xiaoyue meant and sighed, "I don't want to be in charge of the Artist Department, but Tang Qi, the head of the Artist Department, found me and asked me to talk to you. Besides, I'm the second largest shareholder, I can't just ignore it!"

After hearing this, Xiaoyue understood the truth of the matter. It seemed that Tianyu didn't dare to tell her directly, so he went to talk to Liu Xinran, who had a good relationship with her.

Well, actually no matter who says it, it is impossible to expose your own vest.

"I'm really sorry!"

Liu Xinran said: "It's okay, everyone has their own aspirations, especially since he is so good in other fields, why would he want to be an artist."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, finally she had managed to deal with it.

The leader of a certain army's art troupe, Yang Zhen, was holding the music score in his hand with a look of shock on his face. This was the military lyrical song he wanted. Soldiers are also affectionate and righteous people!

"'Green Flowers in the Army', what a great song! Thank you, Captain Nie."

One of Nie Yuan's arms was still hanging, obviously he was injured after completing a mission, but he still insisted on sending the music score over.

That’s right, Yang Zhen only found out he was going to carry out the mission when he got on the car at the entrance of the community. He didn’t even have time to look at the music score and just stuffed it into his luggage. He didn’t return until yesterday when he completed the mission.

This mission caused his arm to be broken and he had to be hospitalized for treatment.

He also got his luggage today. When he was sorting it, he saw the music score. When he opened it, his eyes were filled with tears. Although he didn't understand the music score, he could understand the lyrics. It really touched his heart. He didn't care about the pain in his body and took the music score to the art troupe.

"This song is written by my friend, the famous composer Ren Yue. She gave it to me specially."

Nie Yuan emphasized that it was a song given to him.

"What? You said her name is Yue? Did she give it to you?"

Yang Zhen looked at Nie Yuan in surprise. He didn't expect that he actually knew the famous Yue, and Yue even wrote a song for him? Although he knew that Nie Yuan was not ordinary, he really didn't expect that Yue, such a brilliant person, was his friend.

"Yes, we met every day during the vacation. She gave me this song before I returned to the army after the vacation."

Nie Yuan said these words with pride and complacency.

When Yang Zhen thought of Yue Shen, her songs and her movies were all wonderful, and he sighed: "Yue Shen, I like all her songs, and during the Spring Festival, I also watched her movie "Avatar."

Nie Yuan smiled and said, "I watched it too, six times."

Nie Yuan held the music score tightly in his hand and asked, "Who do you want to sing this song?"

In fact, he is a first-class singer. Later, because he focused on team management, he did not take a step on the Internet. At this moment, he had this idea, an idea of ​​becoming a king of singers.

Nie Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Sing it first, I'll listen, and then we'll talk."

In fact, Nie Yuan could see that Yang Zhen liked this song.

"it is good."

Yang Zhen began to familiarize himself with the music score, and ten minutes later, he began to sing.

At the beginning, his emotions were not quite there, but as he sang, he actually became moved. He understood the meaning of the lyrics, and the more he sang, the more emotional he became. His emotions became fuller and fuller, and by the end, he shed tears.

The more Nie Yuan listened to the song, the more he liked it. This song really touched his heart. It turned out that Xiaoyue knew and understood soldiers so well that she created this song.

"What do you think of my singing? Am I qualified to sing this song?"

Yang Zhen is still very confident in his singing skills.

Nie Yuan smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Captain Yang. I believe you can sing even better. Goodbye."

When Yang Zhen saw Nie Yuan was about to leave, he quickly stopped him and said embarrassedly: "Captain Nie, could you please ask Yue Shen for an autograph card for me?"

Nie Yuan suddenly remembered that the lyrics in Yang Zhen's hand were written by Xiao Yue herself, so how could he let Yang Zhen get away with it?

"Um, Captain Yang, could you please make a copy of the lyrics? I want to take it home and keep it for myself at the original price. Don't worry, I'll get it for you next time I see her."

Yang Zhen suddenly realized that what he had in his hand was the music score written by Yue Shen himself. He really regretted it. This was much more precious than the autograph card. He was so careless!

"Okay, wait a moment."

Nie Yuan got back the music score written by Xiao Yue as he wished. Anyway, he had heard the song and was very satisfied. As for the autograph card promised to Yang Zhen, he would talk about it later!

In the evening, Wu Hao returned to his home. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the villa, he saw Wu Yang standing there, seemingly waiting for him.

It has been so many years, but his father still seems to be waiting for him to come home on the first day of his first grade. It's really strange.

"Dad, are you waiting for me? Or are you waiting for the script?"

Wu Yang coughed uncomfortably and said, "Your mother asked me to come and see if you're back. She's ready to eat."

Damn, dad seems very calm today.

In fact, Wu Yang wanted to slap this brat in the face and teach him a lesson. He even learned to tease me.

The father and son each had their own thoughts, and they entered the house one after the other.

"Hey, you two met and came back together?"

Wu Hao looked at Wu Yang, as if to say: "Old man, your lies have been exposed by my mother's words. Let's see how long you can keep your mouth shut."

Wu Yang said calmly: "Let's eat. I'm very hungry."

Humph, if you can't even handle a small situation like this, then all these years have been wasted.

A family of three sat together to eat, looking ordinary yet warm.

Wu Hao saw that he had almost finished his meal, and considering that his father had picked up some food for him a few times, he decided to quit while he was ahead.

Wu Hao took out the script from his bag, put it in front of Wu Yang, and said, "I asked President Cheng for the script as soon as I arrived at the company. The content of the script is in the tone you like. As for the money for the script, it must be paid according to the standards of senior screenwriters, so just share it."

Wu Yang didn't say anything, but picked up the script and read it carefully.

The script was not long. Half an hour later, Wu Yang looked up at Wu Hao and said, "Do as you say."

"Hey, Dad is generous."

Wu Hao smiled in a nasty way, but Wu Yang knew that he was just like that.

Wu Yang took the script to the study and then showed his joy.

This Yue is so amazing, and the script is absolutely brilliant.

If it were made into a movie, it would be a hit!

The most important thing is that the investment doesn’t need to be huge, 30 million will be enough.

If investors knew it was Yue's script, they would probably rush to invest, right?

Wu Yang laughed happily.