Chapter Eighty-Five: I Just Haven't Liked It Yet

"That online variety show of yours, I watched it today. Old Man Fu said.

"In the same drama, when you stand in the train and sing, the carriages are almost crowded. ”

"But if you change it to that singing child, what is it called Du Zi......" He is old, and he can't remember Du Zigui's name.

"Du Zigui," Xu Chunqiu filled in the name for him, "'Yang Hua fell to the end of the sub-rules'." ”

"That Du Zigui, when he was standing in the subway, the people on the platform just watched the excitement, and they didn't even glance at the birds. ”

Old Man Fu's voice rose, and suddenly became excited: "Admit it, what they like is not Peking Opera at all." ”

"Those applause and cheers, those shoulder-to-shoulder and vocal attention, are not for Peking Opera. ”

"They just like you. ”

Because you sing opera, they will pay attention, and if you replace Peking Opera with anything else, the result will be the same.

"But do you know, Du Zigui told me," Xu Chunqiu slowly relayed what he told her in that dilapidated courtyard to Old Man Fu, "Where the camera couldn't see, two female high school students recognized the few lines of drama he sang. ”

"Because they watched "Returning to the Garden", they recognized it. ”

Old Man Fu was stunned, this old man who was over seventy years old obviously did not expect that the current fan circle, fan base and star effect could bring such unexpected results.

No wonder those advertisers will not hesitate to pay millions of dollars, but also invite popular traffic stars to do endorsements and promotions, he thought secretly.

"Times have changed, so what. ”

Xu Chunqiu's back was straight, and it was obvious that the eyes of begonias dyed with autumn rain were like begonias, but at this moment, they seemed to be flowing with gold and enveloping light. She seems to have a special temperament on her, which is the only confidence in the famous singer who is popular all over the nine cities.

"It's not that they don't like Peking Opera, it's just that they haven't liked it yet. ”

......

The third round of recording came quickly, and the difficulty of the show progressed gradually, through sightseeing cable cars, subway cars, and the enclosed space of this round was an elevator.

But if you want to stay in the elevator for a full song, then the building must be quite high, the floor must be high, and it is best to make the sightseeing elevator, the kind that is translucent on three sides, so that the elevator looks good.

After choosing, the program team finally took a fancy to Huarong Finance's Twin Star Building, which is 88 floors high, and the viewing ladder in Block A just met all their requirements.

Xu Chunqiu got out of the nanny car, and the people from the program team immediately greeted him, this time Xu Chunqiu was recording alone.

"We've already said hello to Huarong, Mr. Xu, you can start recording when you're ready. ”

Financial migrant workers in various work clothes came out of the subway one after another, and then disappeared into the glass and steel buildings one after another, until they appeared in different locker rooms.

Wearing suits, ties, briefcases, and gold-rimmed glasses, all sorts of people wore the balance on their pay cards as if they were outfits, more or less with elitist contempt.

Xu Chunqiu felt out of place from the moment he got out of the car.

But when she passed through the revolving door and entered the hall, the noisy space with echoes seemed to be silent for a moment, followed by an intensifying whisper.

"Look at that, the one who just came in!"

"The one with a selfie stick, you said?"

"Isn't that Xu Chunqiu, why did she come to Huarong?"

"Oh my God, it's so good-looking, the real person is even better than the screen!"

"Are you looking for Mr. Lu?"

"It seems to be a recording show, it's the one that has been very popular recently, "Please Give Me Time for a Song", ......"

"No, I said why are there so many people holding cameras outside the company today, are they all her fans?"

“......”

Two female white-collar workers with work signs passed by her, stepping on their tall pointed-toe shoes and chattering excitedly.

Xu Chunqiu took a deep breath and walked onto the elevator, then turned on the front camera of his mobile phone, and a pair of expectant eyes appeared on the screen.

The elevator floor kept rising, and Xu Chunqiu waited patiently with his eyes down.

Five, ten, fifteen, the elevator stopped on the sixteenth floor, the elevator door slowly opened, and a man in a suit and tie, looking like he was thirty or forty years old. They are all financial people in suits and leather shoes, he and Lu Xiu don't look very different, Xu Chunqiu secretly thought in his heart.

He glanced at Xu Chunqiu, looked away, and then moved his gaze back uncontrollably, staring involuntarily, his eyes straight.

Financial migrant workers are busy with work, and they need to break up the time every day, the schedule should be refined to minutes, and they rely on a takeaway to soothe their tired souls at night.

He hadn't heard of "Please Give Me Time for a Song", nor had he paid attention to any talent variety shows, and at first he saw Xu Chunqiu standing there beautifully with a selfie stick, and the selfie stick still had the LOGO of the short video platform on it, so he only thought she was a bold Internet celebrity anchor.

Xu Chunqiu raised his eyes, and his autumn-like eyes made the man's heart suffocated, and he lowered his head and muttered: "Are all the current Internet celebrities so good-looking......

On the screen of the mobile phone, the barrage brushed up like crazy-

“???”

"Hahahaha, did he treat Xu Chunqiu as an Internet celebrity?"

"This is really a passerby!"

"It's going to be, it's going to be

“......”

Xu Chunqiu was just about to speak, only to hear a "ding", the elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor, the metal door slowly opened again, the voice that was about to blurt out made her swallow back, and the person who came walked in beautifully, she was stunned for a moment, her eyes were a little drifting.

"Why don't you sing, why doesn't she sing?"

"It's been a waste of almost half a minute, hurry up!"

"Why do you think the second person who came in seems to be a little familiar?"

"It's Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu of China Entertainment?"

"Hahahaha Xu Chunqiu, what kind of luck is this, I just happened to meet the boss of my company when I went out to record a show......"

“......”

Seeing that Xu Chunqiu didn't open his mouth for a long time, the barrage was even more anxious than her.

Lu Xiu was talking about the phone and waiting for the elevator, but as soon as the metal door opened, it was the person he had been thinking about for a long time, and suddenly what he said on the other end of the phone didn't matter.

“...... Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?"

"I'm sorry, but I've got something at hand right now, so let's do it first. He snapped the phone and stepped into the elevator.

A face in front of him who looked a little greasy was staring at Xu Chunqiu under his nose without concealment, Lu Xiu raised his eyebrows silently and glanced at his work card, it was actually still his employee.

It's good that your performance bonus is gone this month.