China Entertainment 2000

As the most influential stage in China, Zhou Yi, who appeared on the Spring Festival Gala for the first time, left a somewhat profound impression on people.

The catchy melody, memorable treble, and highly recognizable arrangement directly attracted the attention of many bigwigs who had only heard of his name but had never seen him, and were in front of the TV. The older generation of passers-by all remembered this young man who sounded great when singing.

Especially the latter.

They don't understand the meaning of the lyrics of "Yellow Race", nor do they understand how cleverly arranged the intro is and how smooth the bridge is. They just remember one thing -

This young man sounds pretty good when he sings.

Although rapping well does not mean singing well, ordinary listeners can still distinguish between nice high notes and harsh noises. Without wearing the fan filter and black powder filter, your ears will not deceive you.

For Zhou Yi's own fans, Zhou Yi's god-level live performance tonight has become another asset they can use to brag during the electronic cricket fight.

As a singer, being able to write is one thing, being able to sing is actually another thing.

This is the reason why Eason Chan in the future will be promoted by the Hong Kong circle to carry the flag and be marketed as a new generation of singing god after Ronald Cheng's accident.

He can't write, but he can sing.

Being able to sing is actually also a talent for a singer. Typical examples include Faye Wong, Stefanie Sun and other talented people.

Zhou Yi himself has a very clear positioning in his mind: just sing good songs.

And tonight, he felt that he had done it and interpreted the artistic conception of the song very well.

After getting off the stage, Zhou Yi returned to the backstage and saw the trio of Zhao Benshan, Fan Wei and Gao Xiumin who were reviewing and resting here.

Obviously, these three were not very satisfied with their previous performance on stage.

Seeing Zhou Yi come back, Lao Zhao, who was still communicating with Fan Wei, immediately raised his hand to greet him, gave him a thumbs up and said with admiration: "You sing really well, Zhou Yi, you have such a high note. Let me introduce these two You are my partners. Gao Xiumin and Fan Wei."

"Sister Gao, Brother Fan."

Zhou Yi, who had met Lao Zhao last time, finally met Chef Fan this time. He smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Oh, Zhou Yi is still sweet-tongued after all."

Gao Xiumin's iconic laughter somewhat diluted the embarrassment of not knowing how to start a topic when meeting for the first time: "Old Fan, look at me."

There is a celebrity status, but not that high. Fan Wei, who has not yet gained momentum, is still somewhat surprised by Zhou Yi's "approachability". He hurriedly stood up and shook hands: "Hello, Zhou Yi."

"Is Zhou Yiqian going home? Or going back to the venue?"

After watching Zhou Yi exchange contact information with both of them, Zhao Benshan, who had not made any noise to disturb them, finally asked.

The backstage of the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast can basically be regarded as a large-scale social networking platform for mutual communication. It usually gathers artists who have just finished their performance or not long after the performance, as well as artists who are queuing up to go on stage.

After performing, some people will choose to take off their makeup and change clothes directly backstage, and then go home to spend the New Year with their families. Typical representatives are Feng Gong;

Some people choose to refresh themselves a little backstage after the performance, relax and chat with someone for a while, and then return to the venue to watch the entire Spring Festival Gala.

"go home."

Zhou Yi smiled, then picked up his phone and sent a text message to Qian Jiang and Stefanie Sun at the same time.

Now he doesn't need to stay at the Spring Festival Gala to expand any connections. He has already made contact with his biggest backer.

Besides, in today's domestic singer circle, to put it bluntly, he himself is the biggest network, and it is others who are rushing to come and make friends with him.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yi, who had changed his clothes and was wrapped in a large cotton-padded jacket, threw a light pink down jacket to Stefanie Sun, who was rubbing her hands and rushing over: "Let's go, Qian Jiang is already waiting outside."

"Can you still leave early?"

After putting on clothes, Stefanie Sun walked out of the CCTV building, put on the rabbit earmuffs handed over by Zhou Yi, and said "Shasha" in her mouth.

"If you want to stay and watch the whole process, I have no problem with it."

"Then forget it."

Recalling the previous scenes where she had to sit in the audience and have awkward conversations with other people from time to time, Stefanie Sun couldn't help but shudder. When the camera caught her "stealing" something, she was already so embarrassed that her toes were on the ground.

She couldn't express herself freely in this situation, so she might as well go home and eat something to warm herself up.

"When will you return to Singapore?"

"The flight is tomorrow night."

"I thought you were leaving tonight."

Zhou Yi, who saw the Qianjiang car, smiled and let out a breath: "Are you full? If not, come to my house for another New Year's Eve dinner? After all, my uncle has entrusted me to take good care of you."

Stefanie Sun was stunned for a moment: "New Year's Eve dinner? Okay, but it's just the three of us? Aren't you going home?"

"My parents don't come to the Imperial Capital. They are used to it in their hometown. Everyone they know is in their hometown, and there are people chatting when they go out." Zhou Yi opened the car door to let her get in first, and then followed and closed the door: "As for what to say, Even if I go back to my hometown, I won’t have time to go back tonight.”

"No, you better not take me with you to the New Year's Eve dinner. I have to go home tonight."

Qian Jiang, who was driving the car, said cheerfully: "I'm different from you. I have a wife and children."

His wife took her daughter to the Imperial Capital to accompany him directly after her daughter's winter vacation. Naturally, she also spent this year in the Imperial Capital.

"Show off, right? Be careful, I'll deduct your bonus."

"It's not you who gave me the bonus."

"Then I'll ask Zhou Jianhui to deduct your bonus. Do you think he will satisfy my request?"

"..."

As Stefanie Sun snickered, the vehicle slowly drove into the community.

It was the first time for Stefanie Sun to come to Zhouyi's and she got off the car in the underground garage. While waiting for the elevator, she turned around and looked around: "Aren't you going to buy ingredients?"

"I have it in the refrigerator at home. Don't think that I am someone like you who relies on restaurants to deliver all the food." Recalling the past, Zhou Yi laughed out loud while pressing the elevator, causing Stefanie Sun to roll her eyes.

Who is that?

"Okay, then let me try your cooking tonight. If it doesn't taste good, be careful if I expose it to the public."

"Then you may be disappointed. What I'm actually preparing is hot pot tonight."

"..."

hot pot?

After entering Zhou Yi's house, Stefanie Sun subconsciously took off her shoes, took a pair of woolen yarn and dragged it on her feet, looking at the layout of Zhou Yi's house——

It has four bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms. It still has the same simple Nordic style as when I lived in Taipei. It looks very warm and feels like home.

"The TV remote control is either on the sofa or on the coffee table. You can find it yourself."

After taking off his cotton-padded jacket and throwing it on the back of the single sofa, Zhou Yi rolled up the sleeves of his sweater and walked to the kitchen to start working on his own.

The clinking sound of pots and pans in the cistern was particularly pleasant in the cold and windy night outside.

Stefanie Sun, who had just turned on the TV and jumped out of CCTV, turned to look at the busy figure wearing an apron in the kitchen and blinked.

"Ah, by the way, if it's air conditioning and heating -"

Zhou Yi, who was about to walk out of the kitchen after washing the pots, was startled when he saw Stefanie Sun leaning against the door and staring at him with a smile: "Are you a ghost? You walk silently?"

"That shouldn't be my problem, it's the shoes." The woman with her arms crossed on her chest raised her toes slightly, leaned against the wall and said with a smile, "Do you need help?"

"If you don't feel cold, you don't have to do this." Zhou Yi shrugged.

The TV in the living room was still playing the Spring Festival Gala as the background sound. Stefanie Sun, who rolled up her sleeves and joined in the "preparations" for the New Year's Eve dinner, even got very playful. Instead of using hot water, she dipped her hand in some cold water and put it on Zhou Yi's neck. superior--

He was so cold that he almost dropped the plate in his hand when he shivered.

"Stefanie Sun!"

"Ah, wrong, wrong, wrong! Don't touch the cold water, don't! Don't whimper..."

Stefanie Sun, who directly felt the sub-zero touch on her face, could not understand her words.

And after all her messy work, the hot pot New Year's Eve dinner that should have been prepared within ten minutes was delayed to half an hour.

"In response to your previous action, if you want to invite me to be a surprise guest at your concert in July this year, I will have to pay extra." Stefanie Sun, who mistook the red wine glass in her hand for Zhou Yi, bit the rim of the glass in her mouth and used chopsticks in one hand. He was simmering the meat like crazy and kept pouring it into his own bowl.

"Then I will turn around and ask Elva Hsiao to add one more game."

"Then I'll ask Elva to boycott you with me."

"You can try whether what you say works or what I say works." Zhou Yi raised a playful arc at the corner of his mouth and opened a bottle of red wine.

"Why, are you and her in love? You are so confident." Stefanie Sun, who pushed the cup over, pretended to be casual and said.

"I never fall in love, it's not like you don't know that."

"Then what will you do in the future? When you get older, won't you be afraid that those who follow you are just after your money?"

"It doesn't matter, I have more money."

More than ten minutes later.

After a few glasses of wine, a slight blush appeared on her face. Stefanie opened her mouth and let out a wine burp. She bent one leg and stepped on the chair, putting her chin on her knee. She looked at the man who also started to burp: " Bah, scumbag."

"I'm not lying to anyone. Those who don't accept it have already avoided me." Zhou Yi, who was rubbing his belly, was obviously a little full: "Besides, I didn't scum you, why are you scolding me?"

"Can't you do justice to Heaven?"

Stefanie Sun, who has known a lot of inside stories in the industry since her debut, curled her lips: "Don't you think about getting married in the future? You can still meet someone who really likes you now."

"Yes, but it's obviously not now. We'll talk about the future later. I'm only 20 years old now. Let's not talk about marriage when I'm 40, at least I have to wait until I'm 30 to see what the situation is.

"Marriage is the grave of love. How can anyone rush to the grave at a young age? It's not the Qingming Festival."

"Here's nonsense." Stefanie Sun, who quietly pricked up her ears, suddenly began to make small calculations in her heart, and she was still mumbling something.

I don’t know when the starry sky outside the restaurant window has begun to show frequent fireworks, and the Spring Festival Gala on the TV has also reached the end of "Unforgettable Tonight"——

"Unforgettable tonight~

"Unforgettable tonight~

"No matter the end of the world or the ends of the sea~"

Stefanie Sun took the initiative to raise her wine glass and said with a bright smile: "Happy New Year! Zhou Yi."

"Happy New Year."

Zhou Yi smiled and raised his glass and touched it: "Don't drink too much, otherwise you won't be able to take a shower later."

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person!"

Stefanie Sun made a solemn oath with great courage.

More than thirty minutes later, she lay on the dining table, unable to open her eyes: "I'm so sleepy."

Zhouyi: "..."

What a side dish.

Helpless, Zhou Yi had no choice but to carry her into the guest room, cover her with a quilt and was about to leave when he heard Stefanie Sun murmuring like she was talking in her sleep: "Thank you..."

After saying that, he smacked his lips twice unconsciously: "Happy birthday Zhou Yi, I've been rehearsing for a long time, I hope you like it..."

"..."

Recalling the birthday surprise at the celebration party, Zhou Yi, who was standing beside the bed, looked condescendingly at her profile for a few seconds, then smiled and shook his head.

Before going out, he reached out and turned off the lights in the guest room.

In the darkness, after breathing evenly for dozens of seconds, Stefanie Sun quietly opened one eye, twisted her head slightly, and looked around the room with the corner of her eye.

After confirming that he was indeed gone, he opened his eyes completely, lifted the quilt and tiptoed off the bed, put his ear to the door panel, and listened to the movement outside, and then the corner of his mouth raised a proud arc. A little bit of the confused and staring look before——

Easy!

The first step in the strategy is to let Zhou Yi remember her goodness!

Zhou Yi is obviously not the kind of heartless guy in the traditional sense. Starting from this point is indeed a great starting point.

Stefanie Sun, who was very satisfied with her performance, walked to the bedside in three steps and then picked up her phone and sent a message to her best friend: [As for the friend I told you about before, she doesn’t know what to do now. , mainly...]

………………………………

"The main thing is money."

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, in a teahouse.

Facing his friend's inquiry, Ning Hao sighed helplessly and shook his head: "We are still short of money at the moment. I hope there will be a good harvest this year."

When not many people were optimistic about it, Ning Hao, who took on any job, just wanted to pursue a possibility: he planned to finance a movie by himself. He had already written the script, but he had no money.

After directing Tu Honggang's MV "Let Go" last year, he has one foot into the MV circle of top domestic singers. The rest depends on how he can support himself.

While he was taking advantage of the Chinese New Year to complain to his friends, Ning Hao unexpectedly received a call from a friend in the imperial capital——

"What are you talking about? Warner is looking for a MV director? Or is it filming Zhou Yi's MV?"

"Yes. According to the news from Warner, it is best to shoot four movies in a row. The news was released by Zhouyi's agent Qian Jiang himself, and the salary offered is higher than the normal level in the industry."

"That's not right. Warner is such a big company. Doesn't it have many MV directors that it collaborates with?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because Zhou Yi has high requirements, and those people can't meet the requirements?

"I think you can give it a try. The "Let Go" MV you shot for Tu Honggang was very good. You can even control the helicopter aerial photography and underwater shooting he asked for. No matter how difficult the Zhou Yi MV is, it won't involve shooting an aerial battle."

"...Okay, I understand. I'll try to submit my resume later. Thanks."

Ning Hao hesitated for a moment, but still surrendered to the cruel reality.

As long as he can be selected, considering the amount of money Warner gives, he feels that even if there is something fishy here, he should be able to overcome it.

ps: Merry Christmas~