MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 11

"I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

"Hello?"

Song Wei was temporarily unable to take care of this because of family affairs, but the others did not forget this special performance.

There are other discerning people in the crowd who have found beautiful jade.

This city is a first-tier city where many entertainment companies are stationed. There are also many people in the entertainment industry walking here, or simply star scouts. These people have always had a keen sense of smell.

"I found it? Yinong? The pronunciation sounds familiar... So these songs are really original? Is there a way to contact him? Let's buy the copyright at the market price. Speed, efficiency is life." This is a recommendation successful.

"Angkor, no, I didn't collect money for the recommendation, I really... hung up? Crap, you deserve to be promoted!" This is an unsuccessful recommendation.

There are also people who are interested in the singer himself.

"It's a very special voice, it's hard to describe, but it's definitely very distinctive and it sounds good. At this moment, I was surrounded by three floors and three floors, and the police came out to maintain order. , think about it. I'm not exaggerating, as long as the equipment is better, it will be around for three days without any falsehood."

"Appearance? Good looks, if nothing else, the body proportions are very good, and there is definitely style on the platform."

This person highly recommends this street artist, and feels that the next king may be born from his own hands: "The most important thing is that this person's singing is at least professional level, and he can sing when he signs it. Save the effort of training."

For the same price, you can buy egg hens, why buy chicks?

What is An Yinong doing? He is being questioned by the system.

"You actually still compose and compose lyrics?" The system followed An Yinong, a wolf-toothed potato bigger than him, "Aren't you inaudible?"

"From birth to death, all the sounds I've heard have been recorded and stored here." An Yinong tapped his head, "Even when I can't hear it, I still have one here. Symphony Orchestra, ready to work for me.

"...Are you hanging up?" The system bites the potato angrily: The host can do anything, so what does the system do? Are you cute?

An Yinong put the wig on his face behind his ear: "Why do you think those variety shows make me a waste? You don't really think I'm popular, do they do charity?"

System: As far as the charm of the host is concerned, it is not impossible.

"But to be honest, the host you sing is really nice." The system still affirmed this honestly, "It sounds better than the host who used the song king's golden finger before."

"Thank you, I plan to be a singer and hold a concert in the future."

"By the way, host, what was the business card just now? I saw you two frowning, tsk tsk tsk... But yes, you are a straight man, and you have to take care of the task."

"Wretched." An Yinong stretched out his hand and flicked its head, "Can the mind be healthier? The reason why those song titles fit is because these songs were originally made for perfume. She knows perfume very well. , of course, has some advantages over others.”

The system thought that the other party might not think so, and asked, "I think that person has connections in the entertainment industry, so this is a resource that is delivered to your door? Should the host contact her?"

He put the business card away: "Contact after the variety show."

He's not famous enough at the moment, and these songs can't get attention, so wait.

'Woooo', the phone vibrated for two seconds, An Yinong saw the word 'boss' and answered the phone: "Manager."

The general manager at the other end said succinctly: "Three days later, XX tea restaurant, sign the contract, I will pick you up."

"Okay, thanks."

Ann's response was equally succinct.

After two seconds of silence, the general manager said, "I have seen things on the Internet, and now there are two options.

"One, let the variety show be tied and hyped temporarily. In the future, you will prove your strength, and the attention you will gain will be doubled. Two, now releasing the contract that the other party asked you to sign at that time can also bring the same Popularity. But your name is really tied to this variety show."

“I believe in my abilities,” said Anon.

The general manager smiled, he understood An Yinong's choice, and he could always make the best choice.

"By the way, manager, I want to borrow the company's recording studio."

"Yes, you can record anytime."

"Thank you manager."

After that, An Yinong hung up the phone. He was about to put the phone in his pocket when the phone vibrated again. This time the caller was Zhao Ze, the predecessor of the original owner, the legendary task object.

The system's antenna cocked up, and it smelled the mission.

After so many days, An Yinong almost forgot about him: "Hello?"

"You also received a variety show of 'I am really a star'?" As soon as the call was connected, the voice of the man came with a questioning voice.

An Yinong frowned: "It's you, are you still alive?"

"Rejected!"

An Yinong has never seen such a cheeky person. If Zhao Ze was right in front of him, he would have stepped on this person's face with a boot and crushed his feet again.

"Remember to take medicine in time, I'll hang up first if it's nothing." I'm sick.

An Yinong smiled.

The variety show has not yet started. Someone asked him to leave the venue with double liquidated damages. An Yinong has never experienced such a thing in his life, which is very new.

He has to go.

"I'm not kidding you," the voice of the boss was cold, so cold that he could freeze to death.

"Your voice is like that of a male duck now, you talk like sawing wood, you are weak like a ghost, where are you like a star? Why do you want to humiliate yourself on the show?"

Listening to these words, An Yinong's smile disappeared and disappeared completely: suppressing the original owner, destroying the original owner's self-confidence, degrading day after day, killing a person from a psychological level …

This is how this man treats the original owner in the plot.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you. Boars can't eat fine bran. What kind of music do you know? You, Mr. Zhao, only listen to clip music."

"Ke Yinong!" The man didn't expect this side to dare to be so mad at him, gritted his teeth, and domineering spurted out of the receiver, "If you continue to participate in this variety show, don't regret your disfigurement."

"Mr. Zhao, I'm an adult, I don't understand the word breakup. A good ex should be as quiet as death. Great. If you have the spare time, buy yourself something good to eat and drink. What are you going to do with me? I can't cure rabies."

Then hung up the phone and blocked.

"Oh, I don't know what it means."

"Nervous disease." The system made up for it.

The private dining room at the other end was silent.

The well-dressed Zhao Ze looked at the phone in his hand and couldn't believe it: "What does he mean? He said I have rabies?"

At this moment, Zhao Ze is like a husband who found a man hiding in his wife's wardrobe. He was on the verge of anger, so that his young people didn't know what to say for a while: just this attitude, he was scolded Isn't it normal?

One of them shook his head slightly, and said carefully: "No, didn't you break up?"

From the perspective of a normal bystander, Fa Xiao felt: Yes, there is nothing wrong. If his ex-girlfriend suddenly called to humiliate him, then ordered him to do things, and finally cursed him, he would not only hang up, but also give him a national scolding package.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that Zhao Ze's ex-boyfriend was simply civilized and polite.

"What if you broke up?" Zhao Ze was furious. He only recently remembered that something happened to this variety show in his previous life. It seems that a guest was sought revenge or something, and he was disfigured by a blow. .

But he stopped An Yinong not because of this, but because of something else.

He walked around the box and said bitterly: "Damn, is he fighting a gun battle? Is his tone so aggressive?"

How can the attitude of a person who has always been like a little sheep become so tough? This is not a little white rabbit turning into a hedgehog, but a little white rabbit turning into a porcupine.

Zhao Ze and Ke Yinong were together, and Ke Yinong always accommodated him. After all, their status is unequal, whether emotionally, economically, or socially, they are not equal of.

So he was accustomed to Ke Yinong's words and deeds, and did not accept the fact that "Ko Yinong" rejected him at all.

"Hang me up, I'm going to find him."

He looked at each other in dismay: "You won't... regret it?" Such a drama?

"Regret? What a joke?"

An Yinong forgot Zhao Ze when he hung up the phone. He started exercising and practicing singing at home, and spent almost a day in his recording studio.

When he has a little spare time, he will use it to enjoy the music of this world.

He listens to music, regardless of whether it is domestic or foreign, popular or niche. The system watched him absorb nutrients like a dry sponge, and then applied the newly learned skills to his singing, and the whole person was in a state of frenzy.

"You can take a rest, practice songs in it every day, and are not afraid of breaking your ears?"

He had to reduce the amount of time he spent in the studio. But even when he's not in the studio, he plays songs in the hall or room.

"When you have money, buy the best audio equipment."

Fate treats the original owner preferentially. After the two operations, although he did not restore his clean voice, he gained another mature voice.

An Yinong has tested it, he can sing high pitch, but there is still a little hoarseness in the high pitch, which has nothing to do with clarity, but has a piercing feeling, which sounds a bit like The excitement of spirits pours sorrow.

On the agreed day, the general manager's car appeared downstairs, and the general manager's person appeared upstairs. Although there have been a lot of things recently, he is still wearing the most appropriate clothes, his face is calm, and there is no trace of haste on his body.

There is still an hour until the appointment time.

"Please come in, the general manager is seated." The person has already arrived at the door, so it is better not to enter the room. However, An Yinong, who has always excluded others from entering his private space, has no disgust with the general manager.

"Probably because he behaves like a robot?" he thought, "It's always hard for a person to be disgusted and defensive about a machine."

The general manager walked into the house, and the second-hand house, which was not big, became even more shabby after he came in.

"Does the general manager drink tea?" An Yinong picked up the glass pot with flower and fruit tea and poured him a cup of sweet fruit tea. His movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is indescribably beautiful.

Seeing An Yinong's relaxed face, the general manager did not know why, but his heart calmed down.

"Thank you." The general manager's words were double-meaning.

An Yinong smiled: "I should say this, thank you, general manager."

"My surname is Lu, Lu Yu, how old are you, call me Brother Lu."

An Yinong was stunned, looked at him with black eyes like ink, and said: "Brother Lu."

The young man has a sincere smile on his face, just like the spring breeze blowing through the willows. handsome face.

"What do you think of the variety show "I'm Really a Star"?"

An Yinong put down his teacup: "The entertainment industry is well-deserved as a mirror of demons."

"Are you mentally prepared?" To be a guest of this variety show, you must have a big heart, because the other party is a program group that specializes in the heart after researching the guests.

"Of course."

Be prepared.

The general manager bowed his head and drank tea, he saw a small pot of roses on the coffee table, a small persimmon-shaped flower pot, with a dozen half-open or full-open rose flowers inserted, the flowers were small , the color is delicate, adding a touch of bright color to this dull room.

An Yinong noticed that he was looking at the flowers, and said with a smile: "This is a rose from a grandma downstairs. I bought some and now I am raising it with water. Her flowers are well raised, The pot is fried, and it looks like a waterfall from a distance."

"Do you like roses?" The general manager has no preference for flowers, but looking at them carefully at the moment, he actually feels a bit charming.

An Yinong smiled and nodded: "I like it. Unfortunately, I am not very good at planting flowers, otherwise I would like to grow a rose garden on the balcony, it must be very beautiful. Does the manager like it? Send one Give you."

He folded one for the general manager. The general manager looked at the delicate rose in his hand with a stiff expression like he was holding a landmine.

"..." An Yinong couldn't help laughing.