Chapter three hundred and fiftieth: longing for life
There are distinct classes in the entertainment industry. It is very difficult to climb from an amateur to the first or second tier. It took many people ten or twenty years to get up.
But there is one exception for artists, and that is traffic stars.
They may have been high school students a few months ago, and they were lucky enough to be selected by a talent agency and packaged for their debut. They became popular very quickly due to overwhelming publicity.
Sometimes the popularity is comparable to that of A-list or top celebrities. Of course, it becomes popular quickly and cools down quickly. If it doesn’t appear for half a year, almost no one will remember it.
During this period, the agency used the artist to make a lot of money and then found new people to continue copying the routine.
What Fang Jing wants to do is to build Xiao Zan into a traffic star, but he doesn't want to do a one-time deal, just to make a profit and then dodge others.
What he wants to do is to be a lasting idol who not only has good looks, but also has his own masterpieces.
Traffic stars rely entirely on hype to make money quickly. Once the hype stops, they are basically out of business. But what if they have their own representative works? Will they still be out of business?
"Brother, I don't even go to school there anymore, why do I still have to do homework?" Fang Hui put away the books on the table and said with a flat mouth.
Fang Jing took her to transfer schools a few days ago, and they will go to high school in Shanghai from now on.
"This is the city, not as good as our country. The students in the city are very good, but your grades here are at the bottom. If you don't work hard now, my parents will ask you to beat you to death every now and then."
"real?"
"Of course it's true!",
Fang Jing had wanted to transfer Fang Hui to another school for a long time, not only because the education in first-tier cities was better than that in Chengdu, but also for the sake of peace and quiet.
There are many people who know him in Chengdu, and Fang Hui is also under a lot of pressure as his younger sister. She is bored to death by being surrounded by her classmates asking questions all day long.
After arriving here, no one knew her, and she hoped to start over and live a normal life.
"Don't lie to her, Fang Hui's grades are obviously very good." Yang Ning put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and said with a smile.
She was also a top student when she was studying. Just now, she was tutoring Fang Hui and discovered that she had a solid foundation. She was also an top student in the high school in Shanghai, not as bad as Fang Jing said.
"How can I not know what she is like?"
It's been a long time since he left school. Fang Jing can't even understand the questions asked in the first year of high school. His domineering personality since elementary school has completely collapsed. Now he doesn't dare to teach Fang Hui how to do homework, so he can only rely on bluffing.
Seeing Fang Jing's stubborn mouth, Yang Ning smiled and shook her head.
The next day, I took Fang Hui and the three of them to visit the Magic City together. The last day of the year passed like this.
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On January 3rd, Fang Jing and Xu Zheng headed to southern Hunan, but this time they were not going to Kuaiben, but heading towards remote rural areas.
In a small rural courtyard in a village in southern Hunan, He Ling heard the landline phone ringing and hurriedly picked it up.
"Hi, hello, what's the matter?"
"I want to order! Order a lot of food! Is your chef here?"
He Ling smiled when he heard the sound and said to Huang Lei on the kang: "I'm here to ask for your order, chef."
"Who is it?" Huang Lei, a greasy middle-aged man wearing a vest and slippers, raised his head and asked.
"Who are you talking about at this time, it must be Fang Jing!"
Of course He Ling and Huang Lei are not on vacation here, and Fang Jing is not here to play. This is the new variety show of Xiangnan Satellite TV, the life they long for.
As hosts, the two welcome different guests in each episode. Before the guests come, they use voice changers to make phone calls to order food.
However, this was only the first episode of the show, and both He Ling and Huang Lei knew that Fang Jing had invited guests, and the secret was revealed as soon as they opened their mouths.
"I want to eat fish in sour soup, fish head with chopped pepper, and two vegetarian dishes..." Fang Jing stopped after ordering six or seven dishes.
"Okay, I got it, where are you going?" After saying that, He Ling hung up the phone.
At twelve o'clock at noon, Fang Jing arrived at the small village, dragging his suitcase in his hand. As soon as he entered, a staff member from the program team came over to guide him.
The scenery of the village is very good, it looks like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The roads are not full of mud as soon as you step on them. They are all cement roads. They look very new. They should have been repaired by He Ling and others after they arrived.
The farmers who came out early at this time all went home to eat. Occasionally, I saw a few children playing on the backs of bullocks, chasing each other and playing in the fields. They were waiting for the adults to return from work in the fields.
Ten minutes later, Fang Jing arrived at a courtyard, which covered a large area and had a pavilion in the middle. From it, he could see most of the village.
The courtyard is covered with bluestone floors. Although the house is in rural style, it has two floors. Having such a courtyard in this place is as luxurious as a city villa.
"Fang Jing is here, come in quickly!!" He Ling and Huang Lei stood at the door to greet Fang Jing and Xu Zheng.
"Xu Zheng is here too! Long time no see."
"Hello, Teacher He, Hello, Teacher Huang!!"
The entertainment industry is such a big one, and Xu Zheng has been around for so many years. How can he not know a few people? Although he is not friends with He Ling and others, he still knows them.
After some polite greetings, please enter the room. He Ling hurriedly served tea and water, and took Xu Zheng to the room to put his luggage.
"Teacher Huang, where are my fish heads with chopped peppers?" Fang Jing changed into slippers after entering the house, and Fang Jing looked around without being polite.
After searching for a long time, I found the fish in the basin. It was still swimming and alive.
"Teacher Huang, you are not interesting enough. I have been ordering this for so long, why hasn't this fish been cooked yet?"
"Just be content!" Huang Lei put on his cotton coat and apron and walked into the yard with a cutting board and a kitchen knife. "This fish was just caught from the field. Take it and follow me."
In the yard, pointing to an open space, Huang Lei said with a smile: "It's a bit hasty and we haven't built a stove yet. You need to find a few bricks to build a stove first and kill the fish at the same time."
Fang Jing froze on the spot, "This show is about providing ingredients, and I am the head chef?"
"You're just a handyman at best, I'll do the cooking!" Huang Lei put the chopping board aside and found a pile of firewood, "Don't tell me that you can't even kill fish and put it on the stove, then your character will be ruined!"
Fang Jing made his debut in Metamorphosis, and he has always been a rural kid to the outside world. If he doesn't even know how to kill the most basic fish, it would be a big loss.
"Yes, I do, but it's just different from what I thought. You guys are really primitive. In what age do you still use firewood to cook? Our village has all used induction cookers."
Two months ago, Fang Jing brought Fang Hui over from Rongcheng. Before leaving, he made a trip to Huangling Village and gave 80,000 yuan to each family of the elders who had helped him in the past.
Worrying not about scarcity but about inequality, he brought gifts to the whole village. Three trucks were all filled with electrical appliances, and induction cookers and rice cookers were given to every household.
Although as soon as he left, many people sold the induction cooker, but it was none of his business. I mean, he had no control over what others did.
"You don't understand. We are really experiencing rural life. Only this kind of food tastes delicious."
"I have lived in the countryside for more than ten years, but I don't understand. I think you are eating too much."
Huang Lei picked up a branch and threw it at Fang Jing, laughing and scolding: "You are the only one who talks nonsense, hurry up and move the bricks."
Five minutes later, He Ling and Xu Zheng came over to help. Seeing the busy Fang Jing, they asked, "How do you feel?"
Although it is January and the spring breeze is sharp, there is sunshine today and it is not too cold. Fang Jing squinted at the sun and sighed: "The bricks are extremely hot today!"