Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

The so-called knowing one's shame and then being brave. After seeing Amanda's super luxurious New Year's holiday gift package, Gu Wanwan's entire small universe was on fire. He spent all day either at the C City TV station discussing with the lighting and recording photographer, or holding a long whip and urging "

The members of "Tea" are rehearsing and training, and strive to be able to pretend to complain and post on Weibo at this time next year, "Oh, I can't swim, landlubbers are so stupid.", and below it is a microdermabrasion with big sunglasses, "Here comes the Maldives.

"One trip" beach photos, full of Chaoyang V sister style.

Just when she fell into fantasy and couldn't extricate herself, she received a call from Chen Guo.

"Hello, Teacher Chen." Gu Wawanwan, who had just left school not long ago, opened her mouth to call the teacher.

"Xiao Gu, thank you for sending me the Spring Festival Gala tickets."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just having fun now. I'm afraid it will disturb Mr. Chen and your family reunion."

"I'm getting older and have had so many New Years, so I don't care about this one. I heard that Jiangling will also perform at the Spring Festival Gala this time and release a new song? "Frost Flower" is still not suitable for singing at such an occasion."

"Yes, I specially found a well-known foreign arranger to collaborate with Jiang Ling. I won't reveal the song, just to leave you with some suspense." The news that Jiang Ling will lead the male idol group "Cha" to debut has been tightly suppressed so far.

Yan Shishi, even when facing Chen Guo, she did not say anything, trying to give people the shock of hearing thunder in a silent place.

Chen Guo didn't care either. As a very independent writer, she always preferred to face the scene directly without any bias, and that wasn't the reason for her call.

"This year's party will be held in the new auditorium, right?"

"Yes, it's the first show of the new building." Nodded.

"Did you know that Zheng Yi sang at the finale of the first Spring Festival Gala in City C twenty years ago?"

"Really?" She was surprised, "But Zheng Yi didn't debut as a singer, and I haven't seen in relevant reports that she has received professional music training."

"Zheng Yi did not receive formal music education, but she came from a well-educated family. Her mother was a famous southern Yue opera actress, and she also learned some music when she was young. Moreover, the film "Shen Ge" she starred in that year was very popular at home and abroad.

In order to show that the party is open to all rivers and is a feast for the entertainment industry, the chief director appointed her to attend. She also prepared carefully for the party and even studied abroad for half a year."

"Oh, that's right. But I remember that Zheng Yi hanged herself in her apartment in Vancouver, Canada on January 24, 1993. The Spring Festival Gala was held on the night of January 22. Doesn't this mean that she almost immediately went to the apartment after the gala was completed?

Fly to Vancouver and commit suicide?" Wanwan's left hand holding the phone couldn't help but tighten. If Zheng Yi's suicide was not sudden, then she suppressed her inner sorrow and put on the most hilarious show in front of the public, with her family in full bloom.

The most glorious and desolate ending in a period of joy... At that time, was there anyone in the world who could see the fleeting despair on the face of the queen of the screen through the lights and rouge?

"Yes," Chen Guo seemed to sigh deeply on the other end of the phone, "I was writing Zheng Yi's biography recently and got her relevant information from Qinghe Entertainment Company. Zheng Yi actually left a message before he hanged himself.

A last word, 'All life owes is death.'" She recalled the original letter she had seen in Qinghe, the old-style letterhead with white background and red lines, plain and clean, with just a few small words written in vertical boxes from the right, and the pen was written in a rush.

The clouds are withered and the vines are graceful and quiet. It is indeed Zheng Yi's handwriting.

"Ah...", Huanwan was surprised, and all a floating life owes is death. This is a poem by Wu Meicun, a famous talent in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. He was disdained by the people because of his failure to serve as an official, and he was depressed and unhappy throughout his life. He often had such regrets.

However, Zheng Yi was born in a time of peace, was famous, and was at the peak of his career. How could he leave such a depressing sentence?

The two of them were relatively speechless.

After a long time, Chen Guo said, "I'm calling because Suntech also invested in "Chen Ge" back then. Suntech should have given some details to you, so I want to ask if you can help me look for it."

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll go look for it in the database later and fax it to you."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Wanwan still couldn't help lowering her head and sighing, how the snow and moon meet in the night, and the Twelve Jade Towers are even more empty.