The Quiet Rise of Entertainment Superstars

Old Xing looked at the unfamiliar number on his phone, not knowing whether to answer it or not. It had already called three times.

People in his line of work actually face a lot of temptations and the interpersonal relationships are very complicated, so he generally doesn't answer calls from unfamiliar numbers.

"Supervisor..." The assistant approached Lao Xing cautiously and glanced at his ringing phone.

"Is there something?" Old Xing ignored the phone call. Seeing his assistant's expression, it was obvious that something was wrong.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. The person who called you was my uncle. He is from Tianyu and wanted to ask you to buy the film and television rights of Lou Zhongyue's book, so I..." The assistant made up his mind and told the truth.

Old Xing looked at the phone that was ringing again. It was the same number. He sighed and picked up the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Xing?"

"Yes, I am."

"I'm Yang Qi, the head of Tianyu's equipment department. Could I ask if Mr. Lou Zhongyue is selling the copyrights of his books and films? Don't worry, I'm asking on behalf of our president. We at Tianyu are sincere in wanting to buy them. Please!" Yang Qi went straight to the point. He was afraid that Old Xing would hang up on him the next moment.

"I will help inquire. It is up to Mr. Lou Zhongyue to decide whether to sell it or not." Old Xing hung up the phone. Seeing his assistant standing next to him like a quail, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted again.

"It won't happen again."

"Thank you, Director..."

Old Xing sat there and smoked a cigarette, looking a little worried.

Thinking back to the last time I saw Lou Zhongyue, she was obviously very resistant to contact with outsiders. However, her book is really very suitable to be made into a TV series. In some way, this can be considered a contribution to the development of the literary world, right?

Otherwise, just ask.

"Hey, Mr. Lou Zhongyue, sorry to bother you."

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes, Tianyu wants to buy the copyrights of your two completed books. Please let me ask you if you are interested in selling them..." The more Old Xing spoke, the less confident he became.

"Tianyu?" Xiaoyue suddenly perked up. Of course she wanted to sell it, as she was short of money.

"Yes, their president asked the equipment department director Yang Qi to ask me..." Old Xing spoke the truth. It was better to make the matter clear.

"We can talk."

"Are you saying that you agree to discuss the copyright issue?" Old Xing didn't expect Lou Zhongyue to be so straightforward.

"Hmm." Xiao Yue thought for a moment and said, "Can I ask you to help negotiate the price?"

"You trust me?" Old Xing was a little flattered. He didn't expect that after only meeting him twice, Mr. Lou Zhongyue would actually trust him.

"Of course, so please."

"Well, thank you for your trust. I won't sell it at a low price." Lao Xing promised, and his sense of responsibility suddenly exploded. He must live up to the trust of Mr. Lou Zhongyue and not disgrace the two novels.

After receiving the call from Lao Xing, Yang Qi happily hugged Zhou Lei and had fun together.

"Oh my god, this is so disgusting..." The Tianyu staff who passed by covered their faces and walked away after seeing this scene.

From then on, there was a rumor in Tianyu that Minister Zhou and Minister Yang were a pair of good friends.

"Hahaha, Lao Zhou, it's done. Shall we go negotiate together tomorrow?"

"Okay, this time it's all thanks to you, Lao Yang, hahahaha..."

The two of them walked away arm in arm, as if they were full of energy.

Xiaoyue is very happy now. The copyright fee should be quite high, right? Oh my god, maybe she will be financially independent again in no time.

By the way, it seems like salaries were supposed to be paid today, how come I forgot about this?

Xiaoyue quickly looked through the messages on her phone and finally saw the payment information sent by the finance department half an hour ago. The salary plus the share of the song profit was as high as more than two million.

That’s great, suddenly life has hope.

Xiaoyue took another look at the golden pig and said, "Hmph, I don't need your money anymore, so just save it."

At dinner, Xiaoyue ate half a bowl more, and Aunt Zhang was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

I found a spacious and bright room, but the room was still lacking a large mirror and other necessary dancing equipment such as a single pole, so I asked Master Li to find someone to install them tomorrow.

Xiaoyue spread out the yoga mat that Aunt Zhang bought for her and started practicing dance.

After an hour, Xiaoyue was sweating profusely and felt that her body had reached its limit, so she stopped practicing. She still understood the principle that more haste makes waste.

After taking a shower, I started typing. Xiaoyue was in a good mood today and typed very quickly. She uploaded 30,000 words at a little after 11 o'clock. The happy book fans were as happy as if it were New Year's Day. Their old demon Lou is back again.

Today is the last day of June, and Liu Xinran returned to the third department with four newcomers.

"Hey, Sister Ma..." When Brother Qing saw an acquaintance, he was as happy as a child and made eyes at Sister Ma.

"Do you know that beautiful lady?" Chen Xiaofan asked Brother Qing.

"Yes, during the internship, the three of us, Yueshen, and she, had the best relationship. Now it's good that we can get together again in the future." Brother Qing said happily.

"Okay, Chen Xiaofan, go and notify everyone to hold a meeting in the conference room." Liu Xinran gave the order when he saw Chen Xiaofan.

"okay."

Five minutes later, all the people from the three departments gathered in the conference room. Xiaoyue also saw Sister Ma and smiled at her friendlyly.

Sister Ma also waved at her happily.

"Okay, let's start the meeting." Liu Xinran smiled and was obviously very happy, even in high spirits.

"We have four new people joining our third department. They are all talents who have passed the company's multiple assessments. From today on, they will be the official arrangers of our third department. Welcome everyone!"

Everyone immediately applauded and welcomed it. This was really a good thing.

The four newcomers, three men and one woman, are all junior students in school. They are very happy to have passed the company's assessment and entered the third department.

The happiest thing was that they met Yue Shen again, their former intern colleague, who had now lost weight and turned into a goddess.

"Okay, the four of you introduce yourselves." Liu Xinran also liked this warm atmosphere and gained confidence in making the three departments stronger and bigger in the future.

"Hello everyone, my name is Ye Ronghao, from Shanghai Conservatory of Music..."

This boy looks a bit arrogant and handsome, at least he is the most handsome boy in the class.

"Hello everyone, I am Ma Jiarong from Guangzhou University of Music..."

Ma Jiarong spoke with a Cantonese accent, and Xiaoyue looked at him a few more times.

"Hello everyone, I'm Ma Jiani from Jinshi Conservatory of Music..."

It was the first time that Xiaoyue knew that Ma Jiani was from the nearby Jinshi City. She was very tall and was nicknamed Sister Ma by everyone.

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Xuan from Shancheng Qing City Conservatory of Music..."

It turns out he is from Sichuan Province. It is said that people there can eat spicy food.

"You will all be seniors from now on, so please take good care of them." Liu Xinran said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, of course!" Brother Qing said with a smile.

"Okay, tomorrow we'll start the June newcomer list. This time we have four songs released in Part Three, which is much better than Part One and Part Two. We have to keep up the momentum next month!" Liu Xinran's tone had a bit more complacency and criticism of Parts One and Two.

"Also, if Cheng Xingyue's song can still enter the top 20 in June, she will be promoted to a third-level arranger, and you all need to learn from her."

"Congratulations, Xiaoyue."

"Congratulations God Yue, you are my God." This was shouted by Brother Qing, he is Xiao Yue's battle trumpeter.

"When I get promoted, I'll treat everyone to a meal." Xiaoyue said with a smile.

"Okay, today's meeting ends here."

"Wait, there's one more thing. There are new people coming today, and I should have treated them to a meal, but tomorrow is Children's Day, and I promised my daughter Baoer that I would go home early tonight to have dinner with her, and tell her stories to put her to sleep at night. I'll owe her this meal for now, and I'll treat her in a few days." Liu Xinran said apologetically, but her love for the child could still be seen in her words.

"I understand, Sister Liu, there's no need to rush today."

"Yes, tomorrow is the children's day, we should spend time with the children."

Everyone expressed their understanding.

When leaving the meeting room, Xiaoyue happened to be standing next to Ma Jiarong, so she said to him, "Ma Jiarong, can I ask a question?"

Ma Jiarong was flattered. He didn't expect that Yue Shen would take the initiative to talk to him. He said excitedly, "Of course, Yue Shen."

"Then let's chat in the lounge area?" Xiao Yue said, pointing to the large lounge area of ​​the third department.

"Okay."

The two sat down. Xiaoyue saw that Ma Jiarong looked very nervous, so she smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. After all, we were interns in the same class before, and we will be colleagues in the future."

"Okay." Ma Jiarong scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Can I listen to your hometown dialect?" Xiaoyue asked seriously. She couldn't just say it was Cantonese, as it would be a mistake if it wasn't that language.

Ma Jiarong saw a magazine on the bookshelf next to him, reached out and took it, and said, "Then I read an article in my hometown dialect, okay?"

"Okay."

Then Ma Jiarong began to read aloud. Xiaoyue was more and more delighted as she listened. It was really authentic Cantonese.

After Ma Jiarong finished reading, Xiaoyue asked excitedly: "What do you call this dialect in your hometown?"

“Guangnan dialect.”

“Are there any Guangnan dialect songs from your hometown?”

"Yes, but they are popular in our area. People there like to sing and listen to them. But I have never heard anyone sing them in Beijing."

“Why didn’t it become popular?”

"I remember my university tutor said that local dialect songs like ours are hard to be accepted by more people, so no one would create new songs to participate in the pop song charts, because they simply won't become popular."

"I have some Guangnan dialect songs sung by us locals in my phone. Do you want to listen to them?" Ma Jiarong didn't expect Yue Shen to be interested in his hometown dialect, so he relaxed unconsciously.

"Okay."

Ma Jiarong played a song in Guangnan dialect, and Xiaoyue listened attentively, because this was exactly the style of early Cantonese songs in her previous life, and it brought back many memories.

After the song was over, Ma Jiarong saw that Xiaoyue was still immersed in it, so he played another song in Guangnan dialect, which he sang.

After listening to it again, Xiaoyue praised: "You have a good voice, you can definitely become a singer."

“Because my singing always has a Guangnan accent, I was rejected when I took the college entrance exam and had to apply to the arrangement department.” Ma Jiarong blushed a little when talking about the ugly things in the past, because his pronunciation was the kind that could not be corrected no matter what, and it was all in vain that he learned Mandarin.

"Don't say that. I think Guangnan dialect is very nice. If you compose a new song, it should not be bad either." Xiaoyue patted his shoulder and encouraged him.

"Really? I think so too." Ma Jiarong is obviously a person who loves his hometown, and he is very happy to be recognized by Yue Shen.

Xiaoyue returned to the office while thinking, and sat in the office chair thinking about the era of Blue Star.

There could be cultural diversity, but now Mandarin is the only mainstream language, and the others are not even mainstream. This kind of entertainment has a bleak future.

Only by absorbing various cultures and integrating fresh blood can culture and entertainment develop.