Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

Zhang Yun said that the trophy is actually a share of pork. You will be given if you come, but don’t think about it if you don’t come.

The company won at least two Mainland Golden Melody Awards this time.

"Damn Tenderness" was in the middle of the entire awards ceremony. It couldn't be helped. The company's reputation was too small. It wouldn't just be a few hit songs, it also depends on the singer's reputation.

While we were chatting, we heard a burst of noise in front of the stage.

"Spring, spring, spring."

"Yuchun is irreplaceable, corn is everywhere"

"..."

Tsk, Yang Lingyue took a breath of cold air, the hair on his hair stood on end, and he flew up in embarrassment, wishing he could fly away from this place immediately.

"There are no rules at all. We can let the audience in during the rehearsal." Zhang Yun snorted coldly.

"You have suffered so much. I'll treat you to a big dinner tonight."

Yang Lingyue looked at the company employees with sympathy.

"How about you be a little sincere? The organizer will treat you tonight." Zhang Yun said.

"Then we'll wait until we return to Beijing and withdraw. Bye."

Yang Lingyue heard the shouting again, and withdrew after saying a few words.

You can hate something, but you must allow it to exist, and please allow others to like it, and do not belittle other people's likes. This is the most basic quality of a person.

Yang Lingyue muttered in his heart, gradually calming down.

The bass is barely audible, chest resonance, white tone, no mask.

The alto has a high throat position, unfocused focus, shallow fulcrum, and the scene is also teetering on the edge of broken sound.

The treble range, sorry, no.

This is a championship.

No wonder Radio and Television is about to take action. It doesn’t make sense to show these in prime time.

Listening to passers-by talking about the names of various celebrities and singers, Yang Lingyue arrived at the east gate of the stadium and finally took a taxi.

We went to the Xingyi Hotel that we had booked in advance. Yang Lingyue had stayed in this hotel in his previous life, but now it looked brand new, like a nightclub.

That’s right, it’s only been open for half a year.

Entering the lobby, I found four or five girls on the sofa holding flowers. They were suppressing their excitement, presumably because they were chasing stars.

Registered the information, got the room card, and was in the executive suite on the 6th floor.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I was grabbed by someone and said expressionlessly:

"Please give way."

Yang Lingyue was a little annoyed by the sound pollution in the gym just now, but now he was a little happy, it was a punching bag that came to his door.

So, he pulled his suitcase to the elevator entrance, stood aside, and began to look at this group of people.

There were two bodyguards in suits and a female assistant in a down jacket. The remaining two looked so familiar.

Mother and daughter Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei.

At this time, the other five people also noticed Yang Lingyue in front of them. Liu Yifei glanced at them and shifted their gaze, then took a step back. The illegitimate meal was too scary.

"Please give way."

Another bodyguard spoke up.

"Which one of you pushed me just now?"

Yang Lingyue glanced around, his eyes fell on the faces of the two bodyguards, his voice was cold.

The two bodyguards looked at each other, was this a blackmail?

Judging from his attire and demeanor, he is not an easy person to get along with, so he is in trouble.

Liu Yifei then looked at Yang Lingyue again, misunderstood, and opened her lips slightly to say something.

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Liu Xiaoli raised the corner of her mouth and said.

After saying that, several people leaned closer to Liu Yifei and moved towards the elevator next to them.

"Which one of you pushed me just now?"

Yang Lingyue repeated in a deep voice.

"It's me, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

The bodyguard on the left spoke, still expressionless and alert.

Yang Lingyue chuckled lightly, took the suitcase and read the sign, and walked to his room.

"I misunderstood you."

After entering the elevator, Liu Yifei said.

"It's okay, it's okay. Just do whatever you want to do. Sissi's safety comes first."

Liu Xiaoli comforted her daughter and then said to the bodyguard.

Who knows if that young man just wanted to attract attention on purpose? Some fans now are so scary. They can ask for flight information and hotel rooms. There is simply no privacy.

Not only did their team feel uncomfortable when their daughter was exposed to pornographic rumors, but some younger fans who believed the rumors and couldn't accept it went to extremes and began to resent their daughter. They were followed and tried to harass her a while ago, which was very annoying.

"mom."

Liu Yifei shouted helplessly and had to accept the reality. Her mother and everyone were doing it for her best.

"Okay, okay, adjust, adjust, you will have to sing and dance later." Liu Xiaoli said softly.

When Yang Lingyue returned to the room, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The bodyguard may have subjective initiative, but he is still a tool after all. If there is no intention conveyed by the employer, the bodyguard will pick up a passerby at will?

Shaking his head, clearing away distracting thoughts, he continued to adapt the script.

In the evening, I didn't attend the reception dinner arranged by the organizer. I had a few bites in the restaurant on the second floor and basically didn't go out the rest of the time.

Until the next day, January 20, at 5 pm, Yang Lingyue packed up and prepared to go out.

When we arrived downstairs at the hotel, we happened to see Liu Yifei’s team boarding the organizer’s shuttle bus.

However, Yang Lingyue didn't get this treatment and got into the taxi at the back. He didn't stay in the hotel arranged by the organizer, nor did he pretend to be picked up by the organizer. He just came to be the head guy. After all, he had no intention of developing in the music industry.

Arriving at the venue, there was a sea of ​​people and a lot of noise.

He took out the invitation letter and followed the instructions to enter the venue. He was arranged in the fifth row with a group of unknown singers. Oh, there was Xue Zhiqian.

Zhang Yun, as the president of a record company, was in the third row even though it was a new company.

Zhang Yun saw Yang Lingyue coming in, stood up and walked to the aisle, explaining the reason. Yang Lingyue said it didn't matter, just treat him as a nobody.

"There is a list of winners on the Internet, I don't know if it's true or not."

"More than a hundred awards were given to 50 people, is there any difference between true and false?"

Yang Lingyue said to Zhang Yun with a smile.

Zhang Yun felt that what the boss said was really reasonable, and became bored.

"Just treat it as a fan meeting, there are so many singers, and they don't charge money, and they also provide you with food and accommodation." Yang Lingyue advised.

It officially started at 6 o'clock.

The hosts are Wang Han and Teacher He, and Yang Lele.

The opening performance was by Harlem Yu, who was very energetic and kept greeting the audience. Yang Lingyue suspected that Deng Chao's stage style more than a decade later was learned from him, and he was even better than him.

After that, the Huaer Band and others took turns to perform.

In the intervals between various songs, they started to pretend to be surprised and went on stage to receive the awards.

Yang Lingyue felt like she was watching a musical with great acting skills, but the plot was not smooth.

Ah Mei is worthy of being a queen. The two songs were very refreshing for Yang Lingyue.

After all, I just watched Liu Yifei's singing and dancing "Heart Palpitations" before, which was very energetic. Well, only energetic.

Two ponytails, a little white dress, black leather boots, and white spotted tube socks.