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163. Chapter 163 Great Hermit in the Village

"Although I have to admit that the national talent show has indeed made a number of grassroots celebrities popular in recent years, but look at what kind of programs they are? XX Good Voice, XX Singing, it seems that once we talk about the entertainment industry, there are only

Singer, so much so that even actors now dare not say that they are in the entertainment industry.

Do you think that in this case, the person who plays magic can be ranked first?

For example, the most well-known and popular magician in China right now is a certain Qian who has participated in three Spring Festival Galas, right? His endorsement fee is only 600,000 soft girl coins a year, which is not as good as some second-tier actors.

Singer!

And do you think Mengnan can reach the level of Moqian in a few years?

Don't be kidding, I don't know how high Mengnan's magic level is, but I know that in the entertainment industry, it doesn't mean that you will become famous if you have high skills. The key is that someone has to spend money to support you!

Magician is not a profession with a high input-output ratio like singers. If a certain Qian were not lucky enough to be invited to perform at the Spring Festival Gala, his fame would skyrocket in an instant, but his net worth would not be that high. And there are no magicians in China who can reach his net worth.

He is the only one!

Do you think any brokerage company is willing to spend this money on Mengnan when there is a high possibility of losing everything?"

Zhao Yingjun was rendered speechless by Liang Sanbo's well-founded criticism.

China's entertainment industry is different from that of foreign countries. In terms of popularity and appeal, singers are always ranked first, followed by film and television stars.

Of course, if you want to make money, this order must be reversed.

But the magician...are you talking about Qian? No? Sorry, I don't know anything.

Just like opera and ballet, two performing arts that are seriously unacclimated to China, magic is not even treated as well as the first two in China - at least the first two can be used by a small group of so-called upper classes to highlight themselves.

An elegant and tasteful dressing tool.

However, magic is stuck between high art and popular entertainment. Those who want to show off think it is tasteless, while those who want to watch the excitement think it is high-end. If it is too high or too low, it will be too low. In the end, it becomes a bellows rat that suffers from both sides.

Therefore, as Liang Sanbo carefully analyzed, it is obviously not a good idea to enter the entertainment industry, and even if you are lucky enough to squeeze into the legendary "really chaotic expensive circle", it will not be possible in the short term under the contract of the brokerage company.

The benefits can be seen.

But Xiao Baoer's illness could not wait that long.

According to news from the hospital, a matching kidney source has been found, and the terminally ill donor only has three months left to live. In other words, Li Mengnan must collect the money within three months.

Surgery fee, otherwise you may miss this kidney source.

Once you miss it, you can only rely on luck if you want to wait for a matching kidney source.

If it's fast, it might be a few months; if it's slow, it might be until Xiao Baoer's condition worsens that there won't be another matching kidney source.

That means we can only wait to die.

Of course, if it really comes to that point, Li Mengnan does not rule out that he may adopt some extreme illegal methods to make money. After all, compared with the lives of his relatives, rules, bottom lines, moral integrity, etc. can all be discarded...

"By the way, Meng Nan, can you mix drinks?"

Gao Dingtian suddenly raised his head from the pillow. This guy had been silent just now. Li Mengnan and the three of them thought he was asleep, and they deliberately lowered the sound of the discussion.

"I don't know how to bartend, but I can make wine."

This is not a lie. At first, the old man was good at wine. Every year he harvested grain and would make his own wine and brew it into a large vat. There was no one else at home, and even if he was not as tall as the vat, Li Mengnan had to help. As time went by, those processes

I can see it clearly.

Later, the old man simply left the job of making wine every year to Li Mengnan, and he just waited to drink.

Of course, the magician is not a winemaker, and the wine that the old man entrusted Li Mengnan to brew is not a long-lost masterpiece, but just some ordinary grain wine, just because of the ancient brewing method, coupled with the sweet and sweet mountain wine.

The taste of spring water is definitely much stronger than those blended wines that cost hundreds of dollars a bottle.

"Brewing wine? Do you know how to do this? What does your grandfather do? Is he the legendary master who hides in the mountains?"

Liang Sanbo couldn't understand Li Mengnan more and more. He was like an undiscovered treasure. If he dug around casually, he would always find something new.

"He's just an old farmer who knows some traditional tricks."

From a literal perspective, there is nothing wrong with Li Mengnan's explanation.

On a deeper level, he didn't want to say that the old man's surname was not Aixinjueluo. There was no need to be like many people nowadays, who have to drag out their ancestors wherever they go to compete with each other to see who is more awesome... Is there any practical significance?

Does the title of a certain descendant have special attribute bonuses?

Well, if it counts as drawing hatred and taunting, this special title does have some effect.

"I used to drink pure grain wine from small workshops, and the taste was much better than the so-called Wuliangye Moutai and so on. Unfortunately, those small workshops were closed down by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau later, saying that there were regulations from above that private winemaking was not allowed.

, otherwise you can make some money with your ancient brewing skills..."

Gao Dingtian licked his lips subconsciously. He inherited the fine blood of the two fighting races, Maozi and Northeastern Hanzi. He was born with a deep preference for good wine and spirits. If he didn't eat two or two taels of wine with every meal, he would feel...

uneasy.

It's a pity that the school does not allow students to drink. He has no choice but to carry a thermos cup with him and pretend that the inside is cold and boiled water. Only then can he have a few sips openly in front of everyone... In fact, many people know about this and can fool their eyes.

Can he still fool his nose? But everyone can understand this harmless personal hobby, and no one is too full to report him.

"Ah, the building is crooked... I want to say that my aunt opened a small bar in Sanshan City. Recently, a bartender lost his temper while playing with a bottle. He fell from a height of five meters and smashed his head open. He died.

Although I saved my life, it left a psychological shadow. I said I would change my career to become a bartender... I just figured it out, so that the money would not go to outsiders. Why don't you go to my aunt's place and give it a try, even if you become an apprentice first?

I heard that the salary is quite high, and there is commission for selling drinks. If you do well, you can earn ten or twenty thousand a month without any problem."

"Damn it! Do bartenders make that much money? How about I do it?"

Of course Liang Sanbo was just joking. His greatest advantage was that he was self-aware and knew how much he weighed. It was no problem for him to pick up girls just by talking nonsense, but bartending was just a matter of chasing ducks.

Not to mention memorizing those chemical experiment-like wine-water ratios, the acrobatic bottle-swinging thing alone would take two or three years to get rid of, and if your hand slipped midway, you might have to fight with someone in the hospital.

I went to keep company with a brother who had a broken head.

To some extent, bartending is a high-risk job.

If he had that kind of energy, he might as well play DJ. At least he loves playing music, so he can be considered a professional, and most importantly, his life is not in danger.


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