I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

Late at night, Lu Yuan leaned against the wall at the door of the company and quietly watched Zheng Jianguo and Zheng Guolong leave.

The expressions of both of them are very satisfied, especially when the old man Zheng Guolong walks, he is extraordinarily healthy, with his head held up and his chest upright, and his mental head looks like he will live another five hundred years. Where is the pale face just now?

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting.

The old man's acting skills have evolved.

Myself...

That's it.

Learned learned.

Lu Yuan shook his head sighfully. After all, he was still too tender. After all, he was not the old man's opponent.

The November night has already begun to cool.

Lu Yuan wrapped his clothes in his clothes. For some reason, he felt that the coolness had become worse.

He subconsciously took out the "Hong Lan" in his pocket and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but then he found that his pocket turned out to be empty.

Forget the time, it seems that I haven't touched the cigarette for two days.

This made Lu Yuan feel a little weird.

To buy a pack of cigarettes?

He looked at the commissary in the distance and found that the commissary had already closed.

In the past, he would walk two or three kilometers to buy cigarettes in the supermarket in this situation, but now he finds that he has lost interest in buying cigarettes.

When I think of smoke, I think of the plot of twitching in "The Wanderer", when I think of twitching...

Lu Yuan is not so comfortable.

I don't know if it's lazy or something. In short, he felt that something around him was quietly beginning to change.

People can't stay the same, Lu Yuan knows this truth very well.

But, after all, I am very emotional.

There is even an inexplicable feeling that an old friend has left.

Did you really change?

"Then, what am I going to do next?"

"Do you really want to be the so-called lecturer?"

"I'm a person who hasn't even learned the basic knowledge and theory of piano. What do I talk about on stage? Do you tell me how to smoke and quit?"

"..."

"Huh, cheating."

Lu Yuan looked up at the moon blankly, and found that today's moon was unusually bright, and his shadow under the moonlight gradually elongated.

There is a little sense of loneliness in the loneliness.

bitter……

What the **** is this.

Lu Yuan was speechless.

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"Have you heard?"

"Have you heard of what? I am asking nonsense..."

"The public class schedule for this semester is out. Go and see... can you find the bright spots?"

"Highlights? What highlights?"

"Look at it"

"Huh? The lecturer of the course "Piano and Music Accomplishment" has been replaced by Lu Manzi? In other words, Lu Manzi... has he accepted the invitation?"

"Aren't you nonsense? Will he appear on the class schedule if he doesn't accept the invitation?"

"Holding the grass, that's a bit cool, I really don't know what kind of sorrow Lu Manzi will do on the podium."

"Me too, but Professor Zheng is still great. President Zheng has not invited him twice after inviting him, and Professor Zheng came out immediately."

"Does that still need to be said? Where is Professor Zheng's qualifications? He is considered to be the number one in China throughout the entire China...Who sees you who are not polite?"

"Yes, no matter how arrogant Lu Manzi is, he still has to bow his head when encountering Professor Zheng..."

"Suddenly it feels a bit interesting, haha!"

"Correct."

In the morning, when Yan Ying's class schedule came out and Lu Yuan's name was hung on it, all Yan Ying students were happy.

I don't know why, when they think of Lu Yuan, they want to laugh inexplicably, as if the two words Lu Yuan itself are humorous, even if Lu Yuan doesn't do anything to stand on the podium, the students will be too happy.

After all, the Lu Ergou emoticons on the Internet are not covered, at least there are several sets of Lu Yuan's emoticons in their computers.

The emoji package is combined with Lu Yuan's talented characters...

Hahahaha!

It's perfect.

While happy, they are very grateful to Professor Zheng Guolong.

Of course, if they knew how Professor Zheng Guolong "invited" Lu Yuan over, they would probably be more grateful.

After all, this...

It is not easy!

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"Long live youth, I am willing to toast you

Long live youth I am willing to get drunk for you

Long live youth, I have been with you

Long live youth, looking back once again, I will soon wither..."

In the recording studio, Wang Long held his guitar and recorded his songs with passion.

Lu Yuan nodded from time to time while looking at Wang Long in the glass room.

Wang Long’s voice has a strong feeling of sadness. This "Long Live Youth" coupled with Wang Long's voice makes the atmosphere of the entire recording studio a bit depressing.

This is not an inspirational song and it is not a mainstream song.

This is a lyrical ballad, written by Amin, the original creator of that world, based on his experience in the first half of his life.

His experience is very similar to Wang Long, and both have a longing pursuit of dreams.

Wang Long shed tears as he sang. He felt that this song was specially written for him by Lu Yuan, including the tune, score, melody...

Everything in this song penetrated his soul.

Knocking on his heart, made him feel a sense of confusion.

"Long Live Youth" is great.

Mr. Lu, it's great.

After singing this song, Wang Long wiped his eyes and walked out.

He listened to it again and was very satisfied with his singing.

Very ideal.

"Record a song..."

"Mr. Lu, I...I can't sing now..." Wang Long hesitated and showed an embarrassed smile.

"Can't sing?"

"Well, my whole person's mood is not right now. I can't use this feeling to sing that "Sailor". It would ruin it and waste your money..." Wang Long looked at Lu Yuan and lowered his head.

"Oh, let's record "Sailor" next time, but I guess I won't be here next time."

"Mr. Lu, I...I want to record that song in the best possible state, I don't want to ruin it." Wang Long hesitated, then looked up at Lu Yuan, his red eyes were full of piety.

Yes, it is pious.

He didn't regard song as a commercial method, he regarded it as a kind of belief, something to be pursued all his life.

Lu Yuan nodded.

Wang Long is indeed a person worthy of respect. This respect is not because of how hard-working and honest he is...

This was a kind of respect that Lu Yuan couldn't describe himself.

Few people insist on something like Wang Long, and never change it.

If Lu Yuan compares himself with Wang Long, he can't compare himself even if he shoots a horse.

"Okay! I'm looking forward to it."

"That..." Wang Long suddenly twisted.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Lu, when shall we sign the contract..."

"contract?"

"Yes, although everyone says that I am now a regular employee of the company, if there is no contract, I always feel that something is missing... I don't have that sense of honor, so can I sign a contract now?"

"what?"

"Mr. Lu, did you not prepare the contract for me, or, do you think I am not qualified to sign the contract..." Wang Long lowered his head.

Looks very uneasy and nervous.

"How could I not prepare the contract? Don't worry, I will give you the contract when I go back tomorrow."

"Oh, good! Thank you, President Lu, I will definitely work hard!"

"Well, come on!" Lu Yuan looked away.

In fact, he did not prepare the contract.

He was thinking about signing him a share contract after the album was released.

But now that looks like this, Wang Long seems to be signing a brokerage contract?

contract?

Where can I find it?

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After recording with Wang Long, Lu Yuan went back to the company to check the artist contracts on the Internet.

However, Lu Yuan found that the blank contract on the Internet was weird, and it seemed to be something specious and very unprofessional.

If you sign that kind of contract, Lu Yuan feels a bit lost.

"Ayuan, what do you watch online?"

"just looking around."

"Oh, I want to talk to you about something."

"What?"

"I think, think about it, now our new company is about to be renovated, and the movie is gradually on track. If there are no accidents, this year's Spring Festival should be able to be released. Are we going to start reorganizing now?" Fatty Wei sat Look at Lu Yuan carefully across from Lu Yuan.

"Rectify?"

"Yes, you have been busy lately. I have been discussing many things with Lao Li. Lao Li thinks that if our company wants to really start to grow bigger, we must go through the formal process now. Many contracts that should be signed must be signed, and I think you still need to hire an agent. In many cases, it would be better for an agent to help you. Well, there are some advertising sponsorship contracts. I think we should also try to contact..." Fatty Wei looked at Lu Yuan, very serious I told Lu Yuan to count down some of the problems currently facing the company and all the things to be handled...

Lu Yuan's head was big when he heard it...

In fact, there are so many things that Lu Yuan only remembered about advertising sponsorship and hiring an agent...

As for Fatty Wei after he started talking about a series of management terms, Lu Yuan seemed to be listening to the heavenly scriptures.

"Well, I think it's right." Although Lu Yuan couldn't understand what Fatty Wei was talking about later, he nodded to deal with it after feeling very powerful.

"Well, Sister Xia, Lao Lu's agent, I think I can ask Lao Lu to instigate him to bring him here. Sister Xia looks very capable..."

"She?" When Fatty Wei talked about Xia Hong, Lu Yuan remembered that fat, sturdy woman.

This body type...

It is estimated that he will compete with Fatty Wei.

"Well, yes."

"I think your proposal is good, let Lao Lu try it."

"Okay, yes, there are several key contract issues in the company. Except for Lao Li who is currently a Tianyu contract, I think everyone else can sign, um...and me, my director contract is still in place. The company’s positioning...Yes, after signing, there will still be the problem of job distribution. Our company will be bigger and stronger in the future, so the responsibilities must be clear, and the division of labor between artists and managers must be clear. I personally think..."

"Fatty Wei, I'm a little tired. Why don't you talk about it tomorrow?" Lu Yuan yawned. He didn't have any sleepiness at first, but when Fatty Wei said that, he said that he was sleepy. The class is also hypnotized.

"Okay, then tomorrow... I'll talk to you tomorrow morning," Fatty Wei nodded and then froze. "No, aren't you going to Xiangnan to participate in the semifinals tomorrow morning?"

"It wasn't originally in the semi-finals, but then it seemed that I got a bye when the lottery was drawn, so I don't have to go for this period." Lu Yuan shook his head after thinking of the call this morning.

"Go straight to the final?"

"Well, it's in."

"Ayuan, I think you have to find yourself an agent first, this is the most important thing."

"call……"

"Ayuan? Ayuan? Don't sleep, I..."

"Don't make a noise, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"..."

Fatty Wei looked at Lu Yuan who was asleep on the bed, and he felt unreliable in his heart for some reason.

What does this mean?

This is your company. Why do I have a feeling that you are not very caring about the company?

? ? ?

Is it my illusion?