MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 32

There are no secrets in the entertainment industry. This is the only way to determine the candidates for the two flying guests, and everyone in the other half of the circle knows. Even Zhao Ze, who can only be regarded as an outsider, knows it.

When the call came, Zhao Ze was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, and there were more than a dozen cigarette butts in the crystal ashtray.

On the laptop in front of him was the live replay of "I'm Really a Star", which was the shot of An Yinong holding the microphone when he sang for the first time.

The atmosphere of the whole video suddenly changed, and a row of 'swastikas' brushed over.

Netizens joked that the moment 'Ke Yinong' picked up the microphone, the seal was broken and the tuba restarted.

"Finally remembered the password for the tuba!"

"Sweep the chicken and be yourself."

Zhao Ze squinted and looked at An Yinong inside, touched his face, his face was no longer painful, but he still thought about that person: "It hurts to beat someone. "

These days he has watched countless videos of An Yinong like a charm. He sang in variety shows, sang on the street, and other accidentally filmed. Then came to a miraculous conclusion that only a lawless man like him could have.

"Since I can't resist, why don't I accept it? Is there a rule that a person can't soul be infatuated with one person, and body infatuated with another person?"

So he went to find 'Ko Yinong', but was severely rejected.

The phone vibrated, Zhao Ze frowned: "Hello?"

It was the chief director of "My Way, My Show" who called him and said that "Ke Yinong" didn't know what kind of **** luck had happened, but he was actually selected as a flying guest by "Singer and Composer".

Zhao Ze felt a little uncomfortable.

How much treasure is 'Ke Yinong', you can see the effect of the concert from the street singing. So he went to "Singer and Composer", isn't that soaring? It can't be locked anymore.

"Block this collaboration."

"But..." Director Zhang, who was only taught to be a man last time, was very embarrassed.

"The older generation of musicians among the singer-songwriters dislikes the most controversial singers who are riddled with black material. You can start from this aspect."

The only bird in the world with a beautiful voice and dazzling feathers should be in his hands.

"I like the way he looks on the stage, so I will find a team for him, find a venue, and meet all his requirements... But it must be after I completely own him."

"Host!!"

When the system came all the way from the living room, An Yinong was sitting lazily on the small stool on the balcony, washing his clothes and basking in the sun, washing his body and mind.

"What's wrong?"

"The chief director of "My Show", he has contacted him because of your business." The system said viciously and angrily, "It's a rat."

An Yinong was stunned for a moment, and swept over with her slightly picked peach blossom eyes, which brought out the majesty of Danfeng eyes: "Who is that person?"

"You must be surprised, it's Zhao Ze."

"Zhao Ze?" If it was him, An Yinong would not be surprised.

If Zhao Ze, the protagonist, is the villain who caused the disaster, then everything is reasonable.

a piece of meat.

It's not that Zhao Ze is playing yin, but that Zhao Ze is the real murderer who ruined the original owner's voice and career. And this guy still has the face to ask for reconciliation?

No, it's not begging, it's persecution, coercion and bait, he is an arrogant jackal! What kind of garbage is this? Actually want its host to attack this kind of thing?

"Mission." An Yinong reminded.

"Shoot him after completing the mission!" The system's teeth were itchy.

"I thought it might be him. The first thing to suspect in this kind of thing is an acquaintance."

People with high authority have been exposed to too many things, and the stimulation threshold is higher than ordinary people, so breaking the law is just a fun little game for them.

Zhao Ze, as one of them, has been materializing human beings, using money to buy personality, dignity, etc., so it is not surprising that he did such a thing.

"What is he going to do with me?" An Yinong thought about it and said firmly, "Is he going to continue to suppress me? Stop me from being on The Singer and Composer."

"How do you know everything?"

"He found the chief director of "My Way, My Show", two shameless villains."

"Simply because he's such a bad guy."

An Yinong stood up with his clean clothes: "The remorse is close to 60 points. If he is a person with a high moral bottom line, he will start to reflect on himself, but he is obviously not. He You will make mistakes again and again, the more you regret, the more you have to prove yourself right in your own way.”

The system looked down, and it was true, the remorse was stable at fifty-nine, motionless.

"I guess, if you want to break through the sixties, you have to let this person clearly realize that the lost things can't be bought back with money and power, and I really regret it. Although..."

"Is there any evidence for the poisoning?" An Yinong asked.

The system sighed: "I know what the host thinks, but the system can't interfere in this world, and helping the host to inquire some information is already the limit. Even if Zhao Ze has any illegal or criminal behavior in private, we don't know. , and no evidence can be found. What's more, he is one of the pillars of the world, protected by a halo, you can't hurt him."

"Is there no way?" An Yinong looked down at his hands, which were wet and covered with a little thin calluses.

With Zhao Ze's behavior, his hands are definitely not clean. But An Yinong is just an ordinary person, with no background, no connections, and no superb hacking skills.

It is so difficult for ordinary people to take revenge on capital.

"That, host, calm down." The system sensed that the host at the moment was a little dangerous, it shrank its head, "After we get enough remorse, his protagonist's aura will weaken, then Good start."

"One shot killed him?" An Yinong asked rhetorically.

The system was embarrassed, and sneered: "This, we have to respect the laws here."

Is it possible that I can only passively defend and cannot take action against it? How frustrating is this feeling?

An Yinong frowned, unwilling to admit his weakness: "System, help me find the contact information of the five judges of "Singer and Composer", and check their preferences ."

"Huh?"

"Plan for a rainy day."

On the second day, An Yinong visited Uncle He who played rock.

Uncle He is in his fifties this year, but his mentality is still very young. Because of his bad behavior when he was young, his wife has divorced and remarried, and now he lives with his daughter and son-in-law.

An Yinong brought music scores and fruits and came to the door with the attitude of visiting the teacher.

Uncle He was a little surprised to see him. The two had never dealt with each other before, but rock and roll had declined over the years, and he was very happy to see An Yinong.

The two talked about the guitar in a few words. Uncle He also took out his old friend and played his famous song on the spot, and then asked An Yinong to talk about the good or bad.

An Yinong has figured out this old man's temperament, and he will say anything immediately, good and bad, not blindly flattering. This fits Uncle He's temperament.

"Not bad, not bad, not bad." He said three times in a row, "In our time, seniors and juniors could discuss, and good songs were discussed like this, and there were not so many rules."

The habit of juniors showing respect to seniors in the entertainment industry now comes from neighboring countries, and Uncle He has not been used to it for a long time.

They all emancipated their minds back then, how can they see such a clear class? If An Yinong wanted to do the same, he was not happy. He felt that he had no opinion of his own, and he was polite and hypocritical.

Uncle He really thinks that this junior fits his temper this time. They chatted about those classic rock songs from the past, a guitar was turned in four hands, except for the dog at home. Wang Wang shouted, and at other times, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves.

An Yinong was leaving in the evening, and Uncle He didn't give up, so let him come to play often. It's not easy to find someone who can sing rock and roll these days.

After that, An Yinong successively visited Teacher Gao, who has arranged music for many Tianwang Tianhou, Teacher Jin, a master lyricist, Ms. Tianhou Wang and Mr. Tianwangzhang.

Then he chatted with the chief director of "Singer and Composer" on the phone for a while, thanking the show team for choosing him, he will try his best not to lose the reputation of the show team.

For the first time, the system knows that its host is a high emotional intelligence who can chat with anyone and achieve the effect of being a friend, so why did he have such a bad reputation in his previous life?

"Can't get along." An Yinong didn't want to talk about his past life, so three words sent the system away.

An Yinong looked at the sporadic bad reviews on the Internet with a smile on his face: "Although it is said that the entertainment industry is a place where capital controls the market, but there are rules in one place, Zhao Ze too Take care of yourself."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll know in two days."

After two days, online public opinion began to ferment.

At first, I questioned Ke Yinong's miserable sale. His own strength is average, and it all depends on the sympathy of netizens. But after talking about this topic for two days, there was no response from netizens. It's time to download and download, and listen to songs.

"The main thing is that Ke Yinong's songs are more distinctive. People who like them say it a hundred times and still like them. People who don't like them say it a hundred times, but they still don't like them. Shake netizens because it has no meal replacements." Industry insiders analyzed.

"...the idea is too hard, black in another direction."

So the second argument appeared, Ke Yinong can't compose music or lyrics at all, he is a completely amateur traffic, and he doesn't even know the staff.

These people can't produce evidence, but they have their own logic: a person who majors in science and engineering at a university without any music theory education, how can he write songs?

At this time, the guy who used to be Ke Yinong's agent ran out and said that Ke Yinong's entry into the entertainment industry was an accident, and Ke Yinong himself had not received any systematic education, so he He also does not have the ability to compose lyrics.

Then he took out some videos. In the video, Ke Yinong was pressing the piano keyboard with one-finger meditation, but he couldn't read the staff. It was obvious that he was a complete novice.

"This is when he first debuted, no one can become a piano master in two years, this is a thorough marketing, everything is fake."

After the former agent's real name 'reported', some people jumped out. They all used to work with 'Kenong'. These people also agreed that 'Kinong' may have found the shooter and made a conclusion for himself.

Of course, they won't speak so directly, they just use some pictures or similar words to hint.

There are too many fakes, and some public opinion will be taken away.

However, most of the passers-by are eating melons and watching dramas, and it is not easy to draw conclusions.

A lot of things can happen in two years, unless more hard evidence is presented, it will not be able to convince the increasingly rational netizens.

"This person's black spots are too hard to find. If you question his singing level, they amaze the world with a cappella singing. In terms of appearance, he has never been ugly since he was a child, although his style has changed recently. , that's just a sudden improvement in aesthetics. The history of love..."

The captain of the navy took a big puff of cigarette, and he proposed to fabricate a scandal, but...

"Who do you want to tie him with?"

The head of the navy can't forget the look of the gold master looking at him, it seems that he will be executed Ling Chi in the next second. It was also at that moment that the head of the navy understood that the financier dealt with Ke Yinong not because of hatred, but because of 'like'?

"I want to destroy you because I like you. Is the love of a rich person such a horrible thing?"

The most important thing now is to first confirm his image of 'requesting a gunman to sell people', and then he can lead to 'bad temper and hypocrisy'... Step by step, when the time comes, the three Chenghu, Ke Yinong can't even wash his whites.

"Boss!" The sailor leader was still thinking about it, and the younger brother interrupted him with a scream.

"What's your name? It's a soul?"

"No, boss, someone has spoken out for Ke Yinong." The younger brother made an afterimage with his finger, "Look, this person seems to be a famous person."

"What did he say?"

The navy chief brought his face close, and saw a few lines of yin and yang characters:

"I don't believe that Luo Binwang can write poetry at the age of seven, he is not even a primary school student. I don't believe that Van Gogh can paint, he has no orthodox education. I don't believe that Beethoven was deaf and could compose music, he even had a voice can't hear.

"I don't even believe that there is a genius in the world, because, I'm not a genius. It comes from a big gold who can't write words."

Drink! A well-known lyricist, he said that he could not fill in the lyrics, who is this sarcasm?

"Thank you, Uncle Jin." Lu Yu raised his hand to make tea for Teacher Jin.

"If I don't post it, am I not worthy of this tea?" Teacher Jin laughed, and finally said, "Actually, if you don't say it, I will post it too. That child, I and him We talked about it, he doesn’t complain when he’s down, he’s not impetuous and frivolous when he’s sought after, he’s talented, and he works hard, what he lacks is just an opportunity to show off.”

Speaking of this, Mr. Jin's voice changed: "You have been so busy recently, and you still have time to invite my old man to drink tea. If you talk about ordinary friends, I don't believe it. Are you two... "

"You think too much."

"Really not? Then you have been busy for a long time, what are you planning?"

Lu Yuqian drank the tea in the cup, and there was a smashed star in his eyes: "I like him standing on the stage, happy, and wants to sing a song from the bottom of my heart. Coercion by other forces will not be arbitrarily changed due to interference from external forces.

"He can do whatever he likes.

"That's my intention."

The author has something to say:

Lu Yu: If you like it, he is happy, and you are happier than him.