Low Key Star

  Chapter 103【103】Ambition

   "What a short!"

  Chu Yu put down the serialized content that he had read twice, and complained with some dissatisfaction. He took a breath, thought about it, and picked it up to read it again. The speed was naturally much faster than the first time.

  After a while, after reading it for the third time, she looked at the last paragraph, imagining how everyone would praise Yang Guo later, she felt itchy and uncomfortable, and muttered: "It's only once a week, and it's so short..."

  Suddenly thought of something, she looked left and right, but didn't see the phone, so she ran downstairs, took the phone, and ran back again, lay down on the bed, and opened the phone's address book.

   There is a number with the note "Zhang Yang" in it, which she secretly wrote down when she changed her grandfather's mobile phone to save data.

She hesitated for a while, then suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up, she copied the string of numbers, then opened WeChat, and was about to try to see if there was an account bound to this number, when the phone vibrated lightly, someone sent news.

  The name of the note is "Chu Chu", and the content is a voice.

  Chu Yu clicked, and heard a soft and pleasant voice with a slight ending, a little coquettish: "Sister Yu'er, I'm so bored, let's go fishing, I want to eat grilled fish."

  Chu Yu pressed the voice button and said angrily: "No!"

"why?"

   "Original from the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other?"

   "Oh, I don't want to eat you, let's go fishing, shall we? I'm almost moldy."

  Chu Yu couldn't bear to refuse after all, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, but it's too hot now, let's go in the evening, if something happens to you, I can't take responsibility."

   "Oh, don't worry, I am not a snowdrift, it will melt when it is hot."

   "I can do whatever I want, no haggling!"

   "Okay, okay, where are you now? I'll go find you, okay?"

  Chu Yu thought for a while and replied, "Forget it, I'll go find you."

  The other party quickly replied: "Okay, I just got back from the teacher, so I must be here before you."

   "Okay, I'll go there now."

  Chu Yu picked up her mobile phone and went downstairs. Just as she was meeting her older brother who came upstairs, Chu Qi wondered, "Why are you going?"

  Chu Yu kept walking, her long legs staggered, and she stepped down beside her elder brother, "Look for Yu Ting."

   "Don't mess around."

  Chu Qi exhorted worriedly, thought for a while, and shouted again: "Why don't I ask someone to take you there, and you don't want to drive by yourself."

   "Oh, don't worry, my driving skills are very good..." Chu Yu's crisp voice gradually faded away.

  —

  Zhang Yang has been practicing songs in retreat recently, and time flies by slowly. If Lin Yiran hadn't mentioned it to him, he would have almost forgotten about the serialization of "Sculpture of God".

   But after the chat, I soon forgot about it.

  Recording of the second round of the knockout round on Monday, the program team asked his parents to come over, and Zhang Yang also mentioned it to his parents, but the two elders are making up lessons, and they don't want to delay the growth of the flowers of the motherland, so they have to put it on hold for now.

   Fortunately, Zhang Yang's self-confidence will not be eliminated in this round, and there is still a chance in the next one.

This Saturday night, the sixth episode of Yinchao will broadcast the first round of the Lu Yuan group and Xiao Jingyu group. The Ling Ran group will not be broadcast until next Saturday, that is, the 25th. Zhang Yang did not watch the program at night, continue to practice singing.

  Two days passed in the blink of an eye. The second round of the knockout round was recorded on the 20th. Zhang Yang advanced without any surprises. Unfortunately, he did not get the golden seat to directly advance to the final.

  Ling Ran gave Shangguan Qiyu this promotion spot.

  Frankly speaking, Zhang Yang was somewhat uncomfortable about this, and other instructors and students were also a little surprised by this.

  Although the second round of the knockout round is still within the group, it is no longer a one-word speech from each tutor, but a scoring system. After each song is sung, the five tutors will score separately. The highest score will be 10, and the total score will be accumulated.

  Each person prepares two songs, and one song eliminates one person.

  The gold seat is completely determined by the tutor himself.

Before Ling Ran announced the golden seats, Lu Yuan expressed his attitude very bluntly, saying frankly: "In principle, we should not interfere with the allocation of golden seats, but I do want to make a suggestion... I personally think that this The seat is more suitable for Zhang Yang, because he has participated in the competition with original songs so far, and I think it will be the same in the future, so I think it is more appropriate to give him."

   Lu Yuan's words seemed somewhat abrupt, but everyone could feel his appreciation and even admiration for Zhang Yang. Naturally, he didn't feel that what he said was too much, but felt that he was a step-by-step guide, very old-fashioned.

Ling Ran hesitated for a long time, and finally gave the golden seat to Shangguan Qi Yu, but then he also gave an explanation: "Zhang Yang's talent and talent are obvious to all of us, but in terms of singing and today's performance, Qi Yu is even better. One, and I have a little selfishness in this arrangement—I want to see Zhang Yang's potential, and I believe you will not disappoint me."

   Zhang Yang naturally bowed to express his thanks.

  After the recording was over, he returned to the hotel and received a call from Jiang Mo before going to bed.

   "Do you have any thoughts on today's results?"

   "It would be nice to stay."

   "Okay, you can't tell the truth, anyway, the result is already like this. I didn't make this call to care about you or comfort you. I just think that since you want to enter this circle, it's better to tell you something."

"You say."

"Shangguan's family, like mine, has shares in Kylin TV. This golden seat was arranged for her a long time ago. Several mentors are well aware of this matter, but Shangguan Qiyu's own conditions and strength can hold it down. No matter which group you are in, the mentor will not feel guilty for giving the golden seat."

   "However, it is indeed an accident that you chose the Ling Ran group. But for Shangguan Qiyu, this is naturally a good thing. The more powerful you are, the higher the gold content of her golden seat will be."

"Ling Ran's network is not bad, but it's too far away from going against the entire Qilintai, and it's not worth it. Her appreciation for you is not fake, but don't say that offending Qilintai for you, or offending a certain mentor, is unrealistic. "

"Don't think that what Lu Yuan said today is for your own good, because you wrote a Chinese style song and helped his teacher promote the Chinese style, so he has a good impression of you. He knows that Ling Ran can't give you the golden seat, so say that First, it will sell the audience well, and second, it will embarrass Ling Ran."

   "You haven't really stepped into this circle yet, so it won't hurt to think a little more about things."

   Zhang Yang was silent for two seconds before saying, "Thank you."

  Jiang Mo asked again: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

  Zhang Yang thought for a while and asked, "Does that mean the champion has already been decided?"

"almost."

  Jiang Mo didn't hide anything, and said very calmly: "But it's not a black box operation. We are one of the five major TV stations, and we still need face."

She smiled, not knowing whether it was teasing or self-deprecating, "There is a script and it is definitely written in the competition system. If you watched the finals of last season, you will know that there is an off-site celebrity canvassing session at the end of the finals. If someone It’s very simple who you want to praise, just ask celebrities to mobilize fans to help canvassing votes, anyway, hand-paid votes, canvassing more votes, we don’t lose money.”

   "You mean, during the finals, Shangguan Qiyu's family will ask many celebrities to help her canvass votes?"

"Well, no matter how popular the students are, it's impossible to compare with the years of accumulation of famous stars, let alone more than one, so there is basically no suspense. Of course, if you want to find a backer, that's up to you. Heaven should have already called you from a company, right?"

"Um."

   "All rejected?"

   "I said I didn't think it through, and decided to call back."

   "Which company are you going to sign? Do you want me to give you some advice?"

   "Uh... wishful thinking."

"Sea-Gull International, Deep Blue, and Teana, these three companies are relatively well-behaved, and the scale is okay. If someone contacts you, the conditions are suitable. You may wish to consider it—of course, the better the results, the better the conditions. You should know this in your heart. .”

   "If I open my own studio, do you think it is feasible?"

"What's the meaning?"

   At this time in the previous life, the mainland entertainment industry had just started to try out the contract system, and this world had already begun to recruit trainees, more than a little bit earlier, but the studio model had not yet appeared.

   "That is to say, I set up a studio by myself, affiliated with a certain company, and the company provides resources and gets a share of the studio's income. That's about it. Is it feasible?"

  Jiang Mo pondered for a while before saying: "It's hard to say, what you want is autonomy, right?"

"Um."

   "Independence after mixing?"

   "Uh... If it develops well, I definitely want to try it myself."

   "It's really hard for me to say, how did you come up with this idea?"

   "Just thinking about it."

   "You can try it, but the more energy you have, the more power you have to speak, and the higher the feasibility of this method, please work harder."

   "I will, thank you."

  Jiang Mo hung up the phone, looked at the ceiling and thought for a while, turned over on the bed, picked up the phone again, and called Su Hui.

  The phone rang twice and was quickly connected. Su Hui gave a soft "Hello", "Momo, what's the matter?"

  Jiang Mo repeated what Zhang Yang said on the phone just now, and said, "This kid is young and ambitious, do you think we should help him?"

  Su Hui said with a smile: "No, it might be bad if you help."

  Jiang Moqi said: "Are you afraid that he will be unbalanced?"

   "It has nothing to do with this, it's just that there is no need to do unnecessary things. It is his ability to become successful, and it may not be beneficial to his development. There are really difficult things..."

  Su Hui sighed, glanced at the daughter who was lying under the covers and playing with her mobile phone, but she was obviously eavesdropping, and smiled, "You don't need us to take the initiative, someone will open their mouth."

  Lin Yiran blushed, and gave his mother a sidelong look, not daring to stare at her, turned his head and continued playing with his mobile phone, pretending not to hear.

  Jiang Moqi said: "What do you mean, Yiyi really likes him?"

  Su Hui said helplessly: "You can read novels and blush for a while and smirk for a while, what do you think?"

  Lin still simply put down his mobile phone, tucked his head into the quilt to pretend to be an ostrich, leaving only a head of black and rich long hair scattered outside, Su Hui looked amused, and patted her on the head through the quilt.

Lin Yiran popped his head out of the bed again, he didn't know whether he was bored or ashamed, his beautiful face was flushed, and he was really cute. He pouted and looked at his mother, then turned over, lay in his arms, and continued to listen to her. Discuss Zhang Yang's matter with my aunt.

  (end of this chapter)