Roaming in the world of film and television

"Listen to the bad ones first." Xixi raised her hand and said. Just like she always likes to save the delicious food for the last, there is a saying that it is not a reward for suffering, this is an idiom she just learned last month.

"Listen first, listen first." Hu Liang objected.

Lin Yue picked up the thermos cup on the table, took a sip of water and said, "The good news is that the city will hold a party in the Cultural Center the day after tomorrow to celebrate winning the title of National Sanitary City. The leader of Yisheng Pharmaceutical Promotion Department helped us contact The organizer, the other party promised to give us a chance to perform on stage."

When the few people heard this, they showed excited expressions on their faces. They did not go to the party when the big guitar was demolished. The activity itself is an affirmation of the strength of the band.

"What about the bad news?" Sun Tong passed a piece of facial tissue to Old Sun to wipe his sweat while speaking.

"The bad news is they only have one song scheduled for us."

"A song is fine." Hu Liang said, "This is not bad news."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yue's face changed slightly: "Who put wolfberry in my cup?" Just now, he ate a small red seed, which was very sweet.

Sun Tong said generously: "I let it go. When I was making wolfberry tea for my dad, I dropped a few pills in your cup to replenish your energy."

The scene was a little awkward.

Yang Shuangshu picked up the glasses beside him, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped it.

Hu Liang looked at Lin Yue, then at Sun Tong, with a dazed expression on his face.

Lin Yue glanced at Lao Sun's head. The guy had a very natural expression, as if I didn't hear what you were talking about just now.

"..."

Now, I seem to be in trouble.

...

five days later.

BJ.

After recording a song, Lei Qiaoqiao took the coffee handed over by his assistant, took a sip, looked at the blue band members who came out of the recording studio and said, "By the way, do you have any news about Lin Yue? "

Sun Lei shook his head: "What do you want him for?"

"He didn't take some personal belongings with him. I want to ask him if he wants any more. If he doesn't, he will throw them away." Lei Qiaoqiao said blankly. The last time Lin Yue threw his ID card on Wang Yansheng's face and left, so far His personal belongings are still piled up on the desk, and the company will have new hires the day after tomorrow, so Wang Yansheng told her to deal with this matter as soon as possible.

Sun Lei asked again: "Don't you have his WeChat?"

Lei Qiaoqiao was silent for a moment and said: "I deleted it, if any of you have his WeChat, send me his business card."

None of the four members of the blue band answered.

"You also deleted his WeChat?"

"..."

At this time, the little assistant in charge of serving tea said: "I have his WeChat account, but he doesn't seem to be in BJ."

"Did you go back to your hometown?" Lei Qiaoqiao wasn't surprised. This city was flooded with people every day, and people left every day. In her eyes, Lin Yue was no different from ordinary Beidiao.

"It seems... to go to the northeast, a small city called Ji'an."

"Northeast? Ji'an? What is he doing there?"

This is also what the four members of the Azure Band want to know.

The little assistant walked over with the mobile phone, found Lin Yue's WeChat, clicked on the circle of friends, and the videos of more than ten seconds were arranged from top to bottom.

There is the constipated lead singer of the band Big Pie Face... oh no, the affectionate face, there is a picture of an elementary school student flexibly pressing the electronic keyboard while shaking his head, and there are also photos of him beating the drum set taken by others.

Manager Lin went to Ji'an to play drums? Also, it looks very professional.

Lai Xiaoou's face was a bit ugly, because he was the drummer in the Blue Band, and Lin Yue's level in the video was no worse than him.

The key is that he knows very well that the former manager Lin didn't know how to play musical instruments at all, and could at most play one or two simple pieces on the guitar.

"What's this? A country music concert? Who's going to watch something like that."

There was a strong sour taste in Lai Xiaoou's words. From their point of view, the sewing machine band, old and young, crooked melons, cracked dates, only Lin Yue could see through.

There are thousands of tattered bands in small towns like this. Lin Yue, as BJ's slightly famous manager, hangs out with a group of bumpkins. How do you say that word?

Willing to fall.

Yes, that is self-willing to degenerate!

The little assistant had a weird expression. He returned to the desktop, clicked on the Kuaishou video next to the shopping software, rummaged through the collection bar, and found a video.

"This is a video someone uploaded yesterday."

The monotonous lighting combination, the background wall without bright spots, and the old-fashioned layout of the venue made it clear at first glance that it was a party held by the government of a small county.

On the stage, Dabinglian combed his self-righteous pigtails and sang "The cry of autumn, the boring evening wind..."

Just one song was still performed on a stage in a small county town. However, within less than 2 days after the video was uploaded, the number of views approached 600,000, and the number of likes exceeded 100,000.

What is this concept?

You must know that the number of users of Kuaishou Video is far less than that of Weibo and WeChat.

"How is this possible?" Lai Xiaoou said, "They must have scanned the data."

"I don't know if the data was updated or not, but the Sewing Machine Band told a good story." The little assistant looked at Lai Xiaoou and said, with a trace of imperceptible disdain in his eyes.

Who in the company doesn't know that it was Lin Yue who discovered them and gave a few people the correct guidance, so that the Blue Band can make a splash in the music scene. Now that they are famous, they cooperated with Wang Yansheng to kick out Manager Lin, and even deleted WeChat afterwards. , this is a human being... I really forgot my roots.

"They told a good story? What do you mean?" From the manager's perspective, Lei Qiaoqiao asked a very critical question.

The little assistant took a look at the woman who relied on sacrificing her hue for a position: "Sewing Machine Band, you can find out by searching the Internet."

After listening to her answer, Lei Qiaoqiao really opened the browser, typed "Sewing Machine Band" and pressed the search button.

A minute later, after reading the content of a post, her face became very gloomy.

That cheap master taught her a lesson with practical actions --- a band with a story, a band with a deep topic, is easier to gain the favor of the audience.

...

Ah Choo, Ah Choo~

Lin Yue sneezed twice, muttering in a low voice which bastard scolded me behind my back, it must be Hu Liang.

This time he really wronged Hu Liang. The person who scolded him was so far away from Shanhaiguan. In fact, he really didn't plan to give a class to the young apprentice who had only entered the industry for more than half a year, but he had to be sensitive and eager to learn, so there was nothing he could do about it .

"What's wrong with you? Have a cold?"

"Ah, I'm not used to the weather in the Northeast. It's cold, why does it feel like it's winter all of a sudden?"

"Then eat it while it's hot, it will keep you warm."

Lin Yue took the pancake handed over by the beautiful young woman, glanced at the three characters "Panbing Man" on the window of the pancake stall and said, "How much?"

The young woman said, "Five yuan."

Lin Yue was puzzled: "Isn't the top match six yuan?"

The young woman said: "The others are six yuan, and you are five yuan."

"Why?"

"My son likes to watch your show, what's the reason?"

Lin Yue shook his head and smiled, scanned the QR code to pay five yuan, and left with the pancakes.

Hu Liang ran out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet. After eating pancakes, Lin Yue went to the supermarket near the garage to buy a bottle of water. When he was walking back, he looked up and saw a man standing at the intersection. A woman, wearing a blue-gray denim jacket, with a black skirt and black leggings underneath.

It was Ding Jianguo.

How did she get here?

You must know that the garage is far away from where she works, and her daily life basically does not touch this area.

There was a smile on the corner of Lin Yue's mouth. The sewing machine band played her song at the previous celebration. The audience didn't know what it meant, but he believed that the smart girl must know what they meant.

He put the lid on the mineral water bottle, and was about to walk up to greet her, when he suddenly saw a black car rushing out, turning to that side, and suddenly stopped beside Ding Jianguo.

Thank you for the 1100 starting coins rewarded by Time Youru Mo, the 1000 starting coins rewarded by DAS_VIZARD, the 500 starting coins rewarded by Wu Liang and the book friends with the tail number 7064, and the 200 starting coins rewarded by the young and frivolous,