Chapter Twenty-Six: The Wall Falls Down and Everyone Pushes It
The entertainment industry is a besieged city, some people outside want to get in when they break their heads, and some people inside desperately want to escape. This is a bottomless pool of water, and it is also a lake that flows endlessly. The popularity of the Mask Singer was quickly replaced by a new program, but recently there was such news in half of Hunan Province: "Shocked! In order to get benefits from the show, a certain Korean choreographer of Jiangyang TV station actually had such a deal with someone?"
The influence of Nanxiang Daily in Jiangyang City is not much weaker than that of Jiangyang TV, and this report was issued on the major channels of Nanxiang Daily, which has attracted huge attention in Jiangyang City!
Jiangyang TV Director's Office.
"Xiao Han, I know! You are an elite from a provincial TV station! You are also a top student who graduated from a key university! You have come to our small local TV station, and you have indeed wronged you. The old station chief stared at Han Zhen very indifferently, and then said, "But, you are really embarrassed by us media people by doing this!"
Han Zhen had a cold face and didn't say a word.
"Now this matter is getting bigger, let the city know. Do you know how much effort we have made in Jiangyang City recently to select a civilized city? No entertainment programs are allowed to be broadcast, and there is no garbage in the garbage can! And you are the garbage of our TV station! Do you know?" The old station director couldn't help but slam the table, and bruises appeared on his angry face.
"Needless to say, I, resign!" Han Zhen's face was indifferent.
Hearing Han Zhen's words, the old director regained his senses a little, then sat on a chair and turned his face away, as if he didn't want to look at Han Zhen any more, and immediately spit out a sentence: "Originally, you had a bonus of 20,000 yuan last month that hadn't been paid, but now it's been seized, and your salary this month is gone." Pack up and get out of here!"
Han Zhen nodded, closed the door and left without looking back.
When Han Zhen walked in the TV station, many colleagues passing by looked at Han Zhen with great disdain, and consciously distanced themselves from him by a meter, this disgusted attitude was as if he had the plague. And some of these people are their own subordinates.
The wall is down, and everyone is pushing it!
Han Zhen didn't think about who he had offended during this time, but when he saw the editor-in-chief of the report over there, he understood everything. It must be Xu Ze who colluded with his senior brother Zheng Xian and joined forces to bring down himself.
He was admitted to the best choreography and directing department in the province, and then entered a famous local TV station in China. worked hard conscientiously, but he didn't expect to be taken down by the jealousy of his colleagues, and then he was joined forces by his former brothers and sisters in this small place.
When Han Zhen walked out of the TV station, he stared deeply at the tower, "This may be my fate..."
Compared with Han Zhen's embarrassment, Xu Zeke is much more energetic.
After the Nanxiang Daily report came out, Xu Ze's students came to him one after another to apologize, and they also patted his ass very guiltily. In fact, his strength is very powerful, just because Han Zhen and Lin Yi colluded privately.
The next day, he even received a notice from the mayor of Jiangyang City, hoping to invite him to come to the TV station to do a program. Xu Ze readily agreed, but he also said very arrogantly that he was very busy with teaching affairs at school, and it might take a long time.
Like Xu Ze, Zheng Xian was also named and praised by the editor-in-chief of the newspaper for publishing this influential event. And it is highly likely that he will be promoted to editor-in-chief early.
In the past few days, he has been in the limelight in the newspaper office for a while, and when he walks, he feels like he is about to be blown by the wind.
Hangcheng;
"I think this piece is still not tasty!" Director Jiang said to Lin Yi in the recording studio.
"What does it smell like?" Lin Yi asked.
"It's that kind of sadness, it's still a little bit worse!" Director Jiang stretched out two fingers and motioned to Lin Yi to look at the distance between the two fingers, and his eyes told Lin Yi that the distance between the two fingers was his "a little worse" distance.
"You..." Lin Yi was a little helpless, but he couldn't say anything helplessly.
"Hahaha! Young man, don't worry, art! It's okay, you write slowly, it doesn't matter if you come back to the soundtrack after my movie is finished, I let you come this time, just to let you feel it in advance!" Director Jiang patted Lin Yi on the back, and then said, "I know, inspiration can't be forced, so don't worry! My film will end in the first production in the post-production, probably three months later, and it doesn't matter if you come back to give me an answer in three months." ”
"So, can I go home first?" Lin Yi asked weakly.
"Mmmm, you just played that "The Sun Also Rises"! Actually, I'm very satisfied! It's even better than I expected, but I think you can polish it a little more!" Director Jiang looked at Lin Yidao.
Lin Yi took a deep breath, then looked at Director Jiang and nodded.
This is the first time Lin Yi has participated in the production of a movie, and he doesn't know the rules, fortunately, Director Jiang can take care of his junior, who doesn't know how to do it, otherwise if he encounters other directors, it is estimated that he will already be scolded.
The next day, Lin Yi said to Tu Yuyan next to him, "Let's go!"
"Where are you going?" Tu Yuyan was a little puzzled.
"Go home, go back to Jiangyang!" Lin Yi touched her head dotingly.
"Haven't you finished writing the soundtrack yet?"
"Go back and write again!" Lin Yi was already preparing to pack his things.
Hearing the news that Lin Yi was going home, Jiang Tao, who was playing around in Hangzhou, hurriedly rushed over. He was like a sticky chewing gum, circling around Lin Yi; "Brother, you go back so soon~ Don't you play for two more days?"
"I'm going back to write the soundtrack!" Lin Yi was always helpless about Jiang Tao.
"Oh well... That's right, brother. Let me tell you about your current itinerary!" Jiang Tao picked up his mobile phone and looked at the message.
Lin Yi nodded.
"What about you... First of all, you have to finish writing the soundtrack for Director Jiang in three months! And, next month, you will participate in the finals of the Mask Singer. By the way, the company has recently sent you a few more notices, which are..."Jiang Tao read them all in one go.
"Mask Singer?" Tu Yuyan next to her looked puzzled.
"Sister-in-law, you don't know the news of my brother's mask singer! Have you heard the "Old Boy" recently, that's what my brother sang!" Jiang Tao looked at Tu Yuyan with a hippie smile.
Tu Yuyan looked at Lin Yi with a little surprise, she had been listening to that song for the past few days.
As a music teacher, of course, she can also hear the voice. But every time she asked Lin Yi yes or no, Lin Yi kept silent and refused to answer.
"Let's push the announcements later, I want to prepare Director Jiang's soundtrack and mask singer. Lin Yi looked at Jiang Tao.
"Okay, that's right. Brother, the company recently told me to prepare for a contract renewal with you. The registration of the renewal contract is probably A-level, you, do you want to renew it?" Jiang Tao stared at Lin Yi with two eyes and asked cautiously.
Lin Yi's face became indifferent, although the A-level contract was only one level different from his original S-level contract. But the gap between the two is not a little bit, just like a singer who has a round of tours and a singer who has successfully kicked the gym, the gold content is not at all a grade. At the same time, it also means that the company only treats him as an ancillary commodity, rather than a partnership that can be leveled.
Moreover, the company now has Zhang Yiguang, the king, pressing himself. If I want to develop well in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to avoid him, and there will be a conflict of resource interests with him, which also involves a lot of capital relations.
"Brother?" Jiang Tao asked tentatively.
"I, don't renew the contract!" Lin Yi slowly spit out this sentence.