The Quiet Rise of Entertainment Superstars

As the lights come on, the Beijing Music College Students’ Music Festival kicks off.

The carefully designed stage was shrouded in soft lighting.

The audience has already taken their seats, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation, looking forward to the wonderful performance of their university tonight.

The college students who were going to participate in the performance had already changed their costumes backstage and were nervously waiting for the music festival to begin.

Suddenly, the band played a moving melody, and the curtain on the stage gradually opened, revealing a carefully arranged performance scene.

The old principal sat amiably in the first row, looking calmly at the host on the stage as he spoke auspicious words wishing the college students' music festival a smooth journey.

"Old Yang, you look like you are very confident that your Beijing Music University will win the championship!" the president of Shanghai Music University next to him said tentatively.

"Oh, no, no." The old principal denied it flatly. He would never say that he was confident. You know, Shanghai Conservatory of Music has always been competing with Beijing Conservatory of Music for the first place.

The universities on the stage have already started drawing lots to determine the order of performances.

The competition venue is at the sports center of Beijing University of Music. Although the venue is large, the seats are divided among the participating universities, and the number of people who can enter to watch is very limited. Therefore, college students who cannot watch the competition in person and those who are interested in this kind of competition have chosen to watch the live broadcast online.

In fact, people are not really interested in the content of the program. After all, it is the same every year. What interests them is the ranking of various universities, especially students.

Young people all care about their reputation. Who would want the university they are attending to be surpassed by other universities? It would be embarrassing to tell others about it.

Therefore, every time a university singer finishes singing, the comment section of the live broadcast is filled with bloody battles and fierce competition.

When the scores came out, there was another war of words among all parties.

When it was the turn of the singer from Shanghai Conservatory of Music to go on stage, the old president's face suddenly turned very ugly because he saw the first-line singer Sun Xing.

"You, Shanghai Music University, are so unethical that you actually let the top singer Sun Xing compete with other ordinary college students. Isn't this bullying the weak?"

"Old Yang, you can't say that. Sun Xing is a student at our university and he didn't violate the competition requirements."

The president of Shanghai Conservatory of Music smiled proudly, and the reasons he gave seemed reasonable.

The old principal was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

However, he immediately thought of Xiaoyue's song and laughed again.

Who will win or lose is still uncertain, so we'll just have to wait and see.

Sun Xing on the stage is worthy of being a first-line singer with excellent stage performance. Although he sang an old song, he showed his singing charm.

When the final scores came out, he actually got the highest score among all the performances so far.

The president of Shanghai Conservatory of Music clapped his hands loudly, and the old president just looked at him quietly, as if he didn't care about his action at all.

"The next person to appear is Lin Jingyu from the Beijing University of Music. The song he will sing is called "Seeing Flowers in the Mist". The composer is Yue and the lyrics are Yue. Please welcome Lin Jingyu."

The people in the audience and those watching the live broadcast all became excited when they heard the name Yue.

"Fuck, you guys from Beijing Music University, you just scolded us from Shanghai Music University for not following martial ethics by letting Sun Xing play, but you guys actually let Yue write the song, which is even more unethical."

"Even if we don't follow the moral code of martial arts, you were the first to do so..."

The live broadcast comment section became noisy again.

At this time, Lin Jingyu had already walked slowly onto the stage. He was wearing a white suit and looked handsome and suave.

Probably because of this battle, plus the many rehearsals, his stage presence was very stable during the performance, the songs were original, and the audience was mesmerized by the performance.

When the song ended, the lingering sound lingered in the air and everyone present was still immersed in the song.

There haven't been any new songs in this kind of subject-restricted competition for many years, so everyone found it refreshing and applauded. The atmosphere was even more lively than when Sun Xing was performing.

As soon as the host finished saying that the scoring would begin, the president of Shanghai Conservatory of Music stood up.

"Wait a minute, this song is a foreign song, which is unfair to our other universities."

The scene suddenly became quiet, and even the comments on the live broadcast screen came to a halt.

The old principal looked at the shameless look of the president of Shanghai Conservatory of Music and found it funny, but at the same time, he felt secretly happy.

The old principal stood up, holding the microphone, and said with a smile: "This song "Seeing Flowers in the Mist" was written and composed by a student from our Arrangement Department. She has a famous name outside: Yue. Therefore, foreign aid is a fictitious thing. Please continue to rate it!"

The old principal calmly sat back in his seat, and when he saw the president of Shanghai Conservatory of Music turning blue with anger, he laughed even more happily.

The scores came out very quickly, and we got the highest score of the whole festival, thus securing the first place in this music festival.

At this moment, Yue fans on Tieba are almost going crazy with joy.

"I didn't expect Yue to be a student at the Beijing Music University. She's my senior. I'm so proud..."

"Yue really does great things quietly. The theme song "Little Lucky" of the TV series "Fireworks" that aired a few days ago was her song. The previous advertisement song for "Sweet and Sour Is Me" was her song. Now there is another song "Flowers in the Mist". How productive is she! How many arrangers may learn more songs in their entire lives than Yue wrote in two or three months. What a great person!"

"Fuck, the above summary is really spot on. Yue actually released so many songs."

As a result, the entry "Yue, an arranger who does great things quietly" became a hot search, and at the same time, the entry "The Beijing Conservatory of Music's competition song "Flowers in the Mist" was actually written by student Yue" also became a hot search.

Xiaoyue, whose two topics were on the hot search list, did not pay attention to these things. It was not that she was pretending, but that she was so busy that she had no time to look at them.

At night, apart from the time spent typing, Xiaoyue is catching up on her knowledge of directing.

Xiaoyue felt that she would be lucky if she could finish reading the pile of books she brought home in the afternoon before the movie started.

Lying in bed at night, Xiaoyue felt like a small boat that drifted into a river full of small boats. Then everyone crowded together, and she was the one who was pushed forward with everyone.

The next day at work, Xiaoyue's peach blossom eyes were a little swollen because she read until two o'clock at the latest.

As soon as Xiaoyue entered the sixth floor, she saw Wu Hao coming towards her enthusiastically.

"Hello, Director Cheng!"

Xiao Yue really didn't react to this new name at first. Her mind was already a little confused, and it took her several seconds to realize that it was her who was being called. The name had changed again.

However, who doesn’t know how to praise someone?

Xiao Yue smiled and said, "Good morning, Director Wu!"

Director Wu, people used to call him Dad, but now he is also Director Wu.

Wu Hao was very satisfied with this title, and his smile was so wide that the corners of his mouth were almost reaching his ears.

The two of them entered the office, and Wu Hao saw the big golden pig again. He didn't dare to ask yesterday, but this time he couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Director Cheng, what does this golden pig mean?"

Xiao Yue smiled and said, "No, this was custom-made by Liu Wenjie. Whenever he comes here, he will put money in it. But the password seems to be his birthday. Do you want to open it and take a look?"

Anyway, Xiaoyue didn’t have time to ask about Liu Wenjie’s birthday, and she didn’t care about the hundreds of thousands now.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take the money in the golden pig?" Wu Hao walked around the golden pig and said jokingly.

"Take it, consider it a gift for you!" Xiaoyue said nonchalantly.

"That's fine, I'll just say it."

Wu Hao sat on the sofa and said, "Let me report on yesterday's casting!"

"From your looks, everything seems to be going well?"

If things hadn’t gone well, I guess I would have come to find myself yesterday!

"Minister Yang personally led the casting yesterday. Originally, only 20 to 30 people came for the interview. When they heard that it was the movie you were going to shoot, another 50 to 60 people came. So, except for the main character, all the other roles have been decided."

Xiaoyue made two cups of tea, one in front of Wu Hao and one in front of herself.

"Tell me, why hasn't the protagonist been decided yet?"

Wu Hao sighed and said, "Because I don't know if my understanding of the protagonist's character is correct, I want to communicate with you."

"Okay, you tell me first."

"Li Tu, the PR director who talks a lot of nonsense, used his big mouth to cheat people everywhere. He would hook up with pretty young graduates every day without telling his wife. He would take off his ring in a phone booth at a fixed time to talk to the girls. Until a pizza delivery man showed up, all of Li Tu's lies were exposed to the public."

"You understand it correctly, then. The protagonist, Li Tu, is a public relations director. He can joke with policemen on the street, and he can also chat and laugh with the executives of TV stations and film companies. This requires the protagonist to have good acting skills, because "Phone Booth" itself is an ethical film that needs to be supported by acting skills."

"Then I have an idea in mind. Let's choose Zhang Zehua. He is the best actor of our Tianyu. If he hadn't been disfigured in a car accident a year ago, he wouldn't have been out of work. This time when he heard that we were casting, he recommended himself. The salary is very low, one million."

"Okay, you still have a lot of things to do. You need to find the shooting location, photographer, and equipment, etc."

"Well, I have made a schedule for these. It will be ready in about half a month."

Wu Hao finished his tea and left, saying that it should not be wasted.

Xiaoyue looked at her schedule and felt that she really needed to hurry up.

The original plan was to record a song for Liu Wenjie's Black Panther Band next Monday, but it seems we have to do it earlier.

Xiaoyue picked up the phone and called Liu Wenjie.

"Hello, who is this?" Liu Wenjie was half asleep and picked up the phone without even looking at the number.

"I am Cheng Xingyue."

"Ah? Xiaoyue..." Liu Wenjie was so shocked that he almost fell off the bed.

"Your recording next Monday will be moved forward to tomorrow afternoon, is that ok?" Xiao Yue could hear Liu Wenjie's panicked voice, but she still told him the matter first.

"No problem, definitely no problem."

"Okay, hang up."

Liu Wenjie wanted to slap himself. Why was he so panicked just now? Xiaoyue wouldn't misunderstand that he hadn't gotten up yet because there was someone around him, right?

So Liu Wenjie called Xiaoyue again.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Xiao Yue said impatiently while composing the music.

"Don't get me wrong, we rehearsed until midnight last night, and I didn't get up until this morning. There were no messy people around me..."

"I know, hang up."

Xiaoyue thought it was a little funny: "Boring."

Liu Wenjie was relieved then and quickly got up and washed up. He only had one day left to practice.