When he arrived in Changsha again, Qin Xiaobao felt a bit like a star.
Last time, I went to the hotel by car. Now, not only was there a special car to pick me up, but I also had an assistant specially arranged to work with Liu Minghua.
After resting for a while, the two of them moved to the TV station.
Because tomorrow is the rehearsal time for the eight contestants, he, as the king of singers, will practice alone.
"Are all the band teachers here?"
The hotel is only five minutes away from the TV station, so everyone chose to walk.
"Yes, it doesn't matter how far you want to practice." The assistant explained enthusiastically.
"Oh, okay, there are about a few people. Minghua, go and buy some midnight snacks, drinks and cakes." Xiaobao warned.
"OK."
"Thank you, Teacher Qin, for your thoughtfulness."
"Little things."
Qin Xiaobao learned these little tricks last year, and was taught to him by his seniors in the company. After all, he is working overtime with you in the middle of the night, so he needs to show it a little bit and don't be too stingy.
There happened to be a milk tea and coffee shop right next to the TV station. The three of them went upstairs with their hands full.
"Coming!"
The director was not there, and they were greeted by the choreographer and director Sister Chen.
"Hey, you brought so many things, you're welcome."
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!" Xiaobao, wearing a mask and sunglasses, nodded gently towards the on-site staff and band members.
"Thank you, boss!" a young man shouted directly.
"Eat something and drink something first. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work." Xiaobao greeted everyone, and he also took a glass of iced watermelon juice and sat aside.
"Are you busy during this period?" He asked Sister Chen.
"At the TV station, as long as you are willing, you can always find something to do." Sister Chen smiled and said, "The director is still having a meeting downstairs."
"Thank you for your hard work!"
"It's okay, I've long been used to it." Miss Chen ate the cake in small bites. After working all day, sweets are the best comfort: "You have come up with two more songs. You are not afraid of the guests looking for you."
"Haha," Qin Xiaobao laughed: "Be prepared with both hands."
What Sister Chen said was that they were interested in her songs in the last issue, so they made an excuse and said they had no more stock. But if they sang new songs in this issue, it would be a little different.
“Isn’t it normal to write one song a week?”
"You're a liar!" Sister Chen is familiar with him and understands his temperament, so she can speak more freely: "I tell you, everyone is eager to sing your song, if it weren't for..."
"Oh, it is indeed here!"
Several people turned around and saw that it was Lin Yuehua.
Sister Chen quickly turned her head to look at Xiaobao and mouthed: Not me.
After saying that, he stood up immediately and was about to speak.
Lin Yuehua apologized directly: "Sorry, I happened to be passing by. I heard that Mr. Black Cat Sheriff was rehearsing, so I wanted to come and study. Don't worry, I will never interfere. I'm just watching."
Qin Xiaobao didn't want to embarrass Sister Chen: "I don't want to be a teacher, so why don't we just talk about it if there is anything?"
"Hey," Lin Yuehua's eyes lit up: "Teacher, you are very generous. I am personally a fan of yours. The two new songs in the last competition were of really high quality. I just wanted to ask if you have any thoughts about giving up."
"This song doesn't seem to be suitable for your stellar group. They are all solo songs."
"It's okay, it's okay. I can sing it myself." Lin Yuehua sat down and said familiarly: "Don't worry, I've already asked about it. One song costs one hundred thousand, right? I'll pay one hundred and fifty thousand."
"Haha," Xiaobao smiled: "You are very sincere."
"certainly!"
Liu Minghua said nothing and watched the excitement from the side. The boss wanted to play tricks again.
"Sister Chen, why don't you talk to the band teachers first and give me ten minutes."
"Okay." Sister Chen was a little apologetic, and she could tell that they had something to say, so she consciously stepped aside.
"Which song do you like?" Xiaobao crossed his legs, the old god was there.
"I like them all." Lin Yuehua's heart beat faster, and he felt hopeful: "Of course, it mainly depends on you."
"Oh, that's it." Xiaobao lowered his head and pretended to consider: "But I don't really want to give the song to Dongbai."
"Why?" Lin Yuehua was stunned.
He was passing by and spent a little money in the first few days to learn about Qin Xiaobao's itinerary from a certain staff member. After receiving the call, he rushed over just to have a chance to chat privately.
If he hadn't waited for the program to be recorded, he would not be able to compare with them in terms of influence or fame.
You can only create opportunities yourself and strike first to gain the upper hand.
"Because I have been rejected." Xiaobao looked at the band members not far away and said to himself: "Do you know Wu Tianwei?"
"I know Mr. Wu of our company, artist director." Lin Yuehua nodded.
"Some time ago, I met him and had a chat. I also attached my work, but I didn't like it and rejected it."
"No." Lin Yuehua was surprised: "Have you met Mr. Wu?"
"Well, I've seen it before, so I'm a little sad." Xiaobao deliberately lowered his voice.
"this..."
Lin Yuehua thought of many reasons why the other party might refuse, but this was so unexpected that he didn't know what to say for a while.
Xiaobao didn't give him a chance, knowing that the person in front of him might be the initiator of his departure from the group, so being able to sit down and have a nice chat for a while was already a great honor.
"You can ask Mr. Wu for specific matters. I'm going to start rehearsals. For the sake of the show's effect, you'd better ask me back first."
Lin Yuehua doesn't want to leave, but he has no choice. He can't stay here. The director gives himself face. If he doesn't appreciate promotion, he may be replaced at any time.
I could only say a few polite words and turn around to leave.
After walking out of the TV station, he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and dialed Wu Tianwei's number.
"Oh, Yue Hua!"
"Good evening, Mr. Wu."
"Well, it's so late, what's the matter?" Wu Tianwei was probably not asleep yet: "I remember you should be in Changsha."
"That's right, Mr. Wu," Lin Yuehua found a corner and sat down: "Do you still remember that I told you that "The King of Masked Singer" produced a very powerful singer."
"Remember, he is the champion of the first period, what's wrong?"
"I was thinking that Xingxing was looking for excellent songs right now, so I came over alone in the evening, met with him, and had a chat."
"That's a good idea, what next?"
"Then he was willing to sell," Lin Yuehua thought to himself: "But..."
"Can't we agree on the price?" Wu Tianwei asked.
"No, it has something to do with you, Mr. Wu."
"Is it related to me?"
After Lin Yuehua conveyed Qin Xiaobao's intention, the other end of the phone became quiet.
"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu?"
"Oh, I was just thinking about it, I don't know which one it is," Wu Tianwei said haha: "In the past two months, I met with no less than ten lyricists and composers, and rejected many songs, I don't know which one it is.
Moreover, the songs are basically discussed with the teachers in the company, and if there are any outstanding ones, they should be retained.”
Lin Yuehua thought about it, and it made sense. Currently, Xingxing is a group that Dongbai is strongly promoting. Wu Tianwei cannot hide his secrets. Could it be that the quality of the songs he gave last time was not good?
This is also possible, who can guarantee that the first song he writes will be awesome.
"By the way, have you seen the champion's face?" Wu Tianwei asked.
"No, I'm wearing a mask and sunglasses, but from the accent, I should be very young." In fact, Lin Yuehua felt familiar, but he didn't take it to heart. Didn't he hear him sing in the last episode?
"Oh, I understand, you can continue to have a good relationship and give it a try."
"Okay, I know."
In Shanghai, Wu Tianwei hung up the phone and sat directly on the sofa without moving for a long time.
Yes, he guessed that the black cat police chief must be Qin Xiaobao. He was always rejected. In fact, from the beginning, he had no intention of making a deal, he was just here to fool people.
As for why I didn't explain it to Lin Yuehua.
hehe,
Qin Xiaobao's departure has nothing to do with you. If I didn't feel better, you could run away.
If we all die together, don't think of me taking the blame alone.