MTL - There’s No God in Show Business-Chapter 45
"Boss, the little suit you are wearing today seems to be a c-brand. I heard the makeup artist say that there is at least five zeros behind the price of that dress." Wang Fang suddenly remembered something and looked up at Lin Tin, holding a thick fashion magazine in his hand, the face-down cover is two large characters in golden convex shape.
Lin Xi had closed his eyes and rested. He heard that his eyes were slightly open, and he narrowed his eyes at Wang Fang. He nodded and said, "Well, it should be sponsored by c."
Wang Fang nodded, turning his head obediently to look at the fashion magazine in his hand, and stopped talking.
Ji Chengshu's long and graceful fingers banged on the steering wheel casually, saying: "For the first time in this fashion magazine interview, you performed well today." After giving a slight praise for Lin Xi's performance today, Ji Chengshu added : "It's time to start the promotion period tomorrow. Do you have any plans?"
Now that it's time to talk about work, Lin Xi no longer rests lazily on his seat. He straightened his body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and replied: "I definitely want to participate in the publicity activities, but my role is not important. It is better to wait for the crew's notification."
Ji Chengshu approvingly bowed his head: "Well, that's fine. But when you took the cover photo just now, I got a call from the crew. This weekend, you are ready to go."
Lin Xi froze, feeling a little surprised, but he didn't say much, just nodded and promised.
"Today and Shu Shan's new single is released, are you concerned?" Passing a red light, Ji Chengshu stopped the car steadily, reached out and searched from the storage box in front of the car, then took it A CD was handed to Lin Xi in the back seat, saying, "This was given to me by Shu Shan a few days ago, and let me hand it over to you. After all, it is the first work that you signed after we signed our cx. You are today Go back and take a good look. "
Lin Xi stretched out his hand to take the thin CD, and saw that the faint blue sea-like cover was dotted with a few dim stars. Only a dazzling shooting star fell from the upper right corner of the cover to the left and dragged a long silver-blue tail.
On the entire dark and dark cover, the words "Starry Sky Fall" were written in fluorescent and dazzling fonts. The lines are beautiful and vivid, as if full of vitality.
This song is the highest praise of life to Shu Shan.
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Older people generally like to listen to some soothing and soft songs, so some classic nostalgic and old songs of the last century have not fallen into obsolete dust in the new era. Since stepping into the society in his twenties, after struggling and failing, Zhao Fenglei founded his own company, and he can be regarded as a successful man in his middle age.
Under the darkness, Zhao Fenglei drove a black Mercedes in the bustling city. He reached out and turned on the radio, tuned to the music channel, and only heard the elegant music flowing from the stereo.
The car was very quiet. After a few minutes, this soft pure music faded away. A low-flexibility female voice sounded from the radio: "The song I want to recommend to you today is the new single of Song Shen and Shu Shan. This is a nostalgic lyric song, with beautiful and touching music, and the lyrics are touching. Under the interpretation of Shu Shan, it seems to bring people back to the memories of that youthful pursuit of dreams. I also shed tears. Say more, one for everyone. At the peak of work, I hope that the citizens of city b can forget their busy lives while they are in traffic jams, and then dream about their youth.
As soon as dj's words were finished, the melodious violin sound flowed quietly in the car like flowing water. But how long, followed by a string of cheerful piano sounds, unobtrusively connected. When the soothing intro was finished, the sound of music gradually disappeared, and a clear and pure male voice echoed in the compartment.
"An unknown street, a road that no one knows, you crawl across it, but sweat remains ..."
He Shushan's singing has always been described as the "purity sound closest to heaven." Zhao Fenglei has heard it before, but he has always loved nostalgic old songs. He has never paid much attention to the singer's songs. But ... somehow today, listening to this beautiful euphemistic singing, he seemed to remember the journey of his hard struggle.
"The chopped thorns have gone through hardships and regained the crown of glorious luxury ..."
That was the company's first financing failure, and almost all projects were shut down. He traveled through banks and financial institutions, I do n’t know how many pairs of leather shoes he broke, how many blood bubbles were worn on his soles, and finally he got an investment opportunity to pull the crumbling company back from the cliff.
"A dreaming firework, a firework that can't be sung all your life, you will surely cheer up at the end of heaven ..."
There is also Lao Hu, an old friend who has followed his own journey through the ups and downs of entrepreneurship. He died of an accident when the company was on track and about to truly shine. Zhao Fenglei's eyes were a little hot and humid. He remembered that in front of the bed, Lao Hu held his hand and encouraged him to keep the company.
"You're on the other side of heaven, you will be cheered ..."
When the final epilogue gradually disappeared into the quiet compartment, Zhao Fenglei found himself already in tears. I seem to remember the hard journey of entrepreneurship that year, and I seem to see Lao Hu's skinny cheeks again.
The stars will fall, but it will even show its own splendor on the sky!
Everything is getting better, everything will be better!
This night, in front of the numerous lights that have not been extinguished in the land of Huaxia, how many people silently listened to this low-pitched sound, and shed tears of emotion.
They have all traveled too many roads and tasted too much suffering. This song seems to take them back to those green and ignorant years, stumbled and stabbed in the big dye tank of society, and finally will be all The edges and corners are all smoothed.
They all came step by step from that difficult time. Some people still spent their lives in ordinary life, and some people were already standing at the top of the crowd. But very similar, the bitterness of the hard work is always hidden in their hearts and will not be forgotten.
This song really sang their hearts and made them feel that the long-lost throbbing from the heart!
At this moment, Wan Xiaoru, who is rushing home, will naturally not know how many people are now lining up to buy a single at the entrance of the video store. She rushed to the nearest video store early in the morning and bought the first single CD after opening the door.
The day's work is finally over, she can't wait to return to her apartment, take the new and beautiful CD, put it in the DVD player and start watching. Eh? What good-looking packaging and covers do you say? Of course she didn't have the heart to look at it. Wan Xiaoru now has only one name in her heart—
Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono ...!
The waiting time is always so anxious, even a few seconds are like years. Wan Xiaoru held his breath and stared at the LCD wall-mounted TV with his eyes dead. The makeup on her face has not been removed, but at this time she has no mood to care about this.
I saw a dazzling meteor swiping across the dark TV screen, flashing past, the picture turned black instantly. When Wan Xiaoru was full of confusion, he saw a group of meteor-like meteors torrential rain, sweeping the entire TV screen.
After the meteor passed, a melodious and beautiful violin sounded quietly. On the background of the stars in the night sky, two silver lines slowly emerged: "", "composing, composing, singing: and Shu Shan".
The subtitles gradually disappeared, and the names of some behind-the-scenes personnel were revealed. It was not until the end that the name that Xiaoxiaoru was looking forward to was shown.
"Actors: Lin Xi, Onuo, Tian Miaomiao".
The thought of "Who is Tian Miaomiao" quickly flashed through his mind, and Wan Xiaoru threw it behind his head and looked at mv intently.
The beginning of mv was a tempting picture. The skinny and slender teenager wore a camellia vest, and played the violin in the dim yellow light at the street, his expression focused. The pleasant sound of the piano and the juvenile happiness and innocent smile pulled Wan Xiaoru into that peaceful world, and forgot the original intention of watching mv.
The clear and gentle male voice sang in the ear, and the teenager in the picture has also developed a simple and sincere love with the beautiful girl. But as if to prove that everything is not perfect, with the first high tide of the chorus ringing, the teenager and the girl are separated by the family's obstruction, and never again have the opportunity to meet.
The young man was depressed all the way, and even the sound of his violin lacked a pure joy. Until that evening, a gorgeous and noble carriage entered the unknown town.
At this time, the background music that was originally flowing slowly stopped suddenly, and only a rattling horseshoe sound could be heard in the sound, and it struck Wan Xiaoru's heart.
She widened her eyes, and there was a look of anticipation in her heart. Could it be that……
When that handsome and profound face appeared on the screen, Wan Xiaoru clenched his fists in excitement, only feeling that his heart was beating continuously. She watched with satisfaction that this man, who was as noble as God in her heart, left the town with the teenager, sponsored him to school, and helped him manage the relationship until the boy was confirmed to have terminal illness.
There is no depression and self-abandonment, no despairing cynicism, and in that quiet and peaceful church, the teenager is as happy as he was when he first met, playing his favorite violin. The paler his smile, the darker the picture. Until the last moment, the hands holding the bows were unable to move again, and the teenager's fragile and thin body fell to the ground all at once.
Suddenly, a dark blue figure rushed to the stage quickly, holding a teenager about to fall into his arms.
A delicate smile hangs on the delicate face of the boy, his expression is naturally relaxed, but the shockingly scarlet red blood flowers continue to flow out of his mouth, and soon he wets his coat. His eyes were very soft and kind. At first glance, it seemed that people were in the sea of flowers, exuding a warm fragrance.
The calm and indifferent smile seemed particularly ironic at this time, listening only to the original background music that came to an abrupt end. The boy laughed lowly and said softly, "I'm very satisfied in this life ..."
The gentleman's expression was obscured by the shadow of Gao Yan's top hat. Only the tight lip line leaked his mood at the moment.
Intermittent voice still sounded: "Thank you ..."
The picture suddenly replays the scene where the boy stood at the street corner of the town for the first time and took out his violin, and quickly flashed the most innocent love experience with the girl, and then became with the help of a gentleman The rookie of the music industry is about to release a bright and moving scene.
Each picture is a dim grayish white, which changes quickly and makes people feel suffocated.
Wan Xiaoru looked at this scene, somehow felt heavy in her heart, as if an invisible big hand was pressing her heart, which made her feel uncomfortable and sad. She was still immersed in the depressed gray-black mood, and suddenly she only saw the picture turn. In the small church, those clear eyes did not know when it was closed tightly.
Wan Xiaoru suddenly realized what had happened. She had just opened her eyes and had no time to react, and she saw a drop of crystal tears quietly falling down the gentle jaw line of the gentleman. The fragile and sad tears slowly dropped in the air, and finally fell on the pale yellow piano.
This silent tear, like a sharp sword, instantly struck Wan Xiaoru's heart. She stared at it for a while, feeling sad and unable to recover for a long time.
I don't know how long, when she finally recovered, she found out that the TV screen had dimmed and everything returned to the original calm.
Wan Xiaoru blinked, and her thoughts gradually returned. She is no longer an innocent girl, and she has cleared up her heart and touched her chest to calm down. After calming her head, Wan Xiaoru picked up the cd on the TV cabinet and stared at it for a while. An inexplicable thought suddenly appeared in her mind—
Is this mv a little weird?
She thought for a while, and voluntarily threw her inexplicable feeling aside, scolding herself for thinking too much, and then happily pressed the replay button on the remote control, and looked up again Mv several times.
However, at this time, neither Wan Xiaoru, nor Shu Shan, Lin Xi, or even Uno, who was far away in a foreign country, did not expect that there is a magical creature called cp powder. They are best at using the wolf's keen sense. The eyes will be discovered by the jq hidden among the stars.
When participating in a variety show, looking at each other with a smile can be found by this group of detectives like cp fans, not to mention ... is such a heroine's rare and poor mv?
I'm afraid Lin Xi can never guess now. Before he appeared squarely in the sight of the public, his name was already connected with another person who thought it was impossible to have contact, and ...
The time limit is a lifetime.
The author has something to say: Fuwa always seems to say something that should not be said _ (: 3∠) _
I saw a girl mentioning it, and a base friend also said that Fuwa said too much ... qaq
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Fuwa will try to change this protracted style of writing and make the text more compact. . . . .
Why Fuwa always writes a lot ... somehow hate this kind of Fuwa t ^ t
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