In Zheng Zepei's room, listening to what he said, Fang Yusi was puzzled.
I followed Zheng Zepei all the way to Jianghai and asked the mysterious songwriter to help write songs. After Zheng Zepei's communication, the other party was said to have agreed. However, it seemed that after hearing her name, he suddenly changed his mind and even made a vague statement
It is really difficult to understand that he wants to kill himself.
"Think carefully about whether you have offended anyone in the past two weeks since you came to Jianghai. Most importantly, when you went to Bluebird last Saturday, did you do anything rude?"
"What's rude..." Fang Yusi frowned, "There were too many people in the bar last week, and I went a little late. The concept band had already finished singing and returned to the backstage. I didn't see them at all. Zheng
Teacher, I think...it's better to tell me his identity so that I can be sure..."
"No." Zheng Zepei smiled apologetically, "I promised him before not to tell anyone his identity, not to mention what he is saying to you now... Well, you said you didn't see him last week, and you didn't see him at the front desk.
So you went backstage?"
"Of course I wanted to go backstage, but..." Fang Yusi shook her head, "There is no way to accommodate me at all. Even if I reveal my identity, I am not allowed to enter at all. I heard that the bar is run by some kind of gangster... Of course, you also know
, I'm not in a good mood these days, maybe I said a few words for him to hear, but I didn't say anything too extreme, really."
Seeing Zheng Zepei closing his eyes and thinking deeply, Fang Yusi said: "Teacher Zheng, can you really not reveal anything? If...if it is really that I did something excessive unintentionally, I think I can go over and apologize."
Her tone was sincere, but Zheng Zepei still shook his head: "This is something that Huang Lao and I jointly agreed to. Well, let's do it. Today is already Friday. Tomorrow is Saturday, and the concept will start singing. You should go earlier.
, I hope I can have the opportunity to explain it clearly, what do you think?"
"...Hmm." After taking a breath, Fang Yusi nodded and said a few more words. When she was about to leave, she reluctantly asked: "Teacher Zheng, that person...is he really that powerful?"
Zheng Zepei smiled faintly: "You actually already know the answer. The songs "East Wind Break" and "Jiangnan" he wrote have been released. You should be able to see the response. Moreover, after Mr. Huang came into contact with him once, I once
I suggested that Mr. Huang accept him as his disciple, regardless of what the other party meant, but Mr. Huang admitted that he did not have the ability. According to the songs he sang in the Bluebird Bar these days, as long as they were packaged properly, each song would be enough to make a newcomer famous.
, such a songwriter, to be honest... I have never seen him before."
Fang Yusi bit her lower lip, and then walked out of the room with a somewhat lonely expression. Her eyes stayed on the back for a while, and Zheng Zepei withdrew his gaze. Although this woman has a problem with worshiping money, no one in the entertainment industry is like that. Relatively speaking, she is a good person.
It's quite comprehensive, and she doesn't make enemies easily on weekdays, but... She took over the performance at Sacred Heart College on her behalf. Originally, it was because Gu Jiaming was also in Sacred Heart College, but if she was inadvertently involved because of this,
If she did something outrageous next time, it can only be said that she didn't restrain herself enough.
Walking out of the room, Fang Yusi recalled the events of the past few days while saying hello to Zhang Jingfeng who came towards her. She has been living in Zhang Jingfeng's villa these days, usually going to banquets and parties of this kind, getting to know Jianghai City
Among the rich businessmen and celebrities, I have actually only been to Sacred Heart College three times, and I couldn’t remember much about Lingjing for a while.
To be honest, every time she went to Sacred Heart College, the sight of Zhang Jingfeng and Dongfang Lu taking turns in front of Lingjing made her feel left out, but it was not a big deal after all. She happened to be in a bad mood that day, so she just found an excuse to talk about Lingjing.
She was still not good at dancing. After saying that, she had forgotten about it and ignored it. At the moment, it was really difficult to connect the girl who admired her so much with the concept band. Therefore, even if she racked her brains, it was really difficult for her to determine.
Where did you offend someone you shouldn't have offended?
When she returned to the room, it was already evening. She did not turn on the light, so she took a bottle of red wine and drank it by herself in the dark. After a while, she picked up the phone receiver on the bedside, hesitated several times, and finally dialed the number.
"Hey, A Ming, it's me...don't hang up, I want to chat, okay? We...we have been here for so many years...I haven't done this! Don't you understand what kind of place the entertainment industry is? This
People's scandals, that person's scandals are what they are saying, you know... I don't want to be poor anymore, I have been afraid since I was a child, I am afraid... I have no sense of security, you know!"
"... Of course, of course I know that I am already rich now that I have quit, but how much have I paid to get to this point? My whole life has been put here. How can you let me deny all of this so easily?
... A Ming, not many people can be as indifferent as you. I want more... Since those fat-headed guys can do it, why can't I? I work so hard, I am more qualified than them...
No, I don’t want to quit...I won’t quit...In addition to being husband and wife, can’t we be friends..."
There was a hang-up sound from the other side of the phone.
Son, Fang Yusi slammed the microphone back to its original place, and a blush flashed on Li's cheeks after drinking the cup in one gulp.
"Is he just a song writer? Can talent be used as a living... Any concept band... are all bastards..."
In the darkness, a slightly choked murmur came out.
Walking out of the hotel's built-in bar, swaying through the long corridor, you can see the intoxicating outline of the neon-lit city. The time is 8:40 pm.
I came here originally to participate in a large-scale auction at the Huajing Hotel. However, after arriving, because I was in a bad mood, I ducked into the bar and drank for more than half an hour. Although people in the entertainment industry are all
She can drink, but her drinking capacity is not particularly outstanding. Now she came out staggering, feeling like the world was spinning around her, and all kinds of lights mixed around her into a strange atmosphere, just like the feeling of being in the entertainment industry.
Walking into the white and bright bathroom, she lowered the hat that was used to cover her head, then held on to the sink and vomited.
While she was vomiting, someone came up to her and patted her back with one hand, and took off her hat with the other hand. She was a little worried that this person would recognize who she was, but she felt that
The dress in front of her was too different from usual. She probably looked like a crazy woman after a broken love. Then, a concerned female voice sounded from beside her: "Miss, are you okay?" Although it was in Chinese, it had an American accent.
Breathing hard, she caught a glimpse of the figure next to her. This woman seemed to be about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. She wore a gorgeous and noble dress and had extremely graceful body curves. It was a kind of devilish figure that only Western women could possess.
Graceful, although she still looks young, her temperament is already extremely mature and beautiful. Her smile has a calmness that can soothe people. If placed in Japan, this woman would definitely be an excellent spokesperson for the term "mature woman".
Maybe someone kept her as a mistress... Fang Yusi thought with some bad intentions. Personally speaking, she hated any woman who was prettier than her.
After the first wave of vomiting, there was a series of retching. Suddenly, a clear female voice came from the small cubicle on one side: "I'm so bored, I'm so bored..." Although it was in English,
But Fang Yusi can also understand it. Obviously, the foreign girl speaking has a perfect voice - she also hates anyone with a better voice than hers. I hope her voice will be broken due to improper maintenance during the period of voice change!
"Heidi, what's wrong?" the woman next to her said in English with a smile.
"I hate Jiaming Ming. He said he would come and play with me, but then he let me go!" The word "Jiaming" flashed through Fang Yusi's mind, and then fell into the black hole of memory and disappeared.
"Jia Ming called me. He just had something to do and had to be late."
"Then what should I do when he comes over and I'm asleep? He was always like this three years ago. You wait for him until very late every night. When you wake up the next day, you say that he has been here, but I haven't seen him yet.
Him! I hate him!"
"Jia Ming likes girls with gentle personalities. If you're like this Heidi, be careful that he doesn't like you."
"snort……"
The little girl inside snorted angrily. Fang Yusi thought to herself, "Idiot." She applied cold water to her face, then thanked her and stumbled out of the bathroom. After vomiting, she felt much better, but her body was even more limp and weak.
When I turned the corner of the passage, I was bumped into by someone. I was about to fall to the ground, but I was immediately hugged by that person: "I'm sorry, miss, are you okay?" It was a man, but he spoke with an American accent.
Opening her eyes, she saw a very attractive man in front of her. He was not middle-aged, but probably in his thirties, which happened to be the most energetic stage of a person's life. After looking at this man for a while, Fang Yusi grinned:
"Well, it's okay, it's okay..."
"It seems that you are not in good condition. Where do you live? Do you need me to take you back to your room?"
"Go back to the room? Haha..." Fang Yusi smiled and shook her head, "No, I...I'm going to the auction, can you take me there?"
"Auction? I happen to be going too..." The man smiled, but there was a slight hesitation in his expression. He glanced in the direction of the bathroom, then nodded and said, "Well, let's go there."
Putting one of Fang Yusi's hands on her shoulders and holding her waist, the two of them walked towards the auction. On the way, Fang Yusi asked, "My surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Yusi. What about you?"
"Joseph." The man next to him answered briefly and calmly, "Joseph Salier."