Shonan Satellite TV Building is located in the most prosperous area of the center of Shonan, rising from the ground in the center, and it looks like it is not mighty to stand up layer by layer.

Is this the building?

It's the first time I've seen such a big building with my own eyes!

Call!

This edifice can be!

When Lu Yuan got out of the car and looked up to see this towering satellite TV building, he couldn't help but be shocked to show respect.

Standing under this edifice, no matter how you look at it, you feel unusually small.

Like ants.

"Director Lu, hurry, put on this ......"

"Huh?"

"This puppy hood, okay? I prepared it for you......"

"I'm going to wear this thing now?" Lu Yuan was stunned.

"Yes, except for individual rehearsals and in the room, you have to wear it at all times, and you need it for the show......"

"This ......"

Lu Yuan took the hood that Liu Shuyao took from the back seat, and his heart was inexplicably a little complicated.

I have to wear it all the other time, how can I stand it?

I'm not Spider-Man!

Do you have to be so cheating when you participate in a show?

"Quick, Director Lu, put it on, that group of paparazzi reporters is coming soon......" Liu Shuyao hurriedly urged after seeing a few figures running not far away.

"Okay...... Okay. Lu Yuan thought about it, anyway, it was only two days later, and he put on the mask and hood.

At first, he thought that this mask and hood were quite heavy, but after actually putting it on, Lu Yuan found that it was just right, and it did not affect his breathing, it seemed that it was made of that relatively light material.

It seems to be quite humane.

"Director Lu, no matter what questions others ask you after putting it on, you don't have to say anything, I'll help you get everything, you just need to stand, well, this is my duty as an agent!"

"Oh...... Okay, thanks. Lu Yuan nodded.

Just when Lu Yuan put on the mask and just wanted to adjust the position of the hood, suddenly a large number of excited reporters and a group of onlookers screaming and not knowing who it was rushed over......

"Hello audience friends, now I am at the foot of the Shonan Building, and now we will welcome the last contestant of our "Crossover Masked Singer" competition, quick, follow my footsteps and let's explore and see if we can find out a little secret......"

"Hello, what is your profession and why did you participate in this show?"

"Hello Shu Yao, can you more or less reveal what your singer is from?"

"Hello Mr. Dog, can you tell us your impression of Shonan Satellite TV?

"What is your profession? Are you an actor? Are you married? Is your lover a person in the circle?"

"Hello, may I ask you...... From the mainland or from Taiwan Island?"

"Are you a talent singer?"

"What's your name...... please?"

“......”

“......”

After Lu Yuan faced these various questions from reporters, he was just silent after listening to Liu Shuyao's words.

Seriously, even if he was asked to answer, he wouldn't know how to answer.

Not adapting.

The light of the camera made him uncomfortable, making him a little unable to open his eyes, and at the same time he felt that his eyes were very dry, and he quickly blocked them with his hands.

To be honest, although it was not the first time he had experienced this kind of battle, he still didn't feel comfortable with it.

I always feel very uncomfortable.

It seems that I was not born with this material.

"Hello everyone, I can't reveal too much about my identity as a singer of Mr. Dog, the only thing I can reveal is that he is an existence that I admire, well, he is also very popular in the entertainment industry, oh, by the way, he sings very well, it can be said that he is a singer, his songs are more vicissitudes and inspirational, and ...... Ah, I can't reveal too much, so let's see you on stage!" Liu Shuyao showed a pretty smile in front of the camera, and then stuck out her tongue cutely when she realized that she had said too much, and then took Lu Yuan into the building under the questioning of this group of reporters.

The building's security guards stopped the group of reporters, who looked at each other.

"The first message, the vicissitudes of inspirational singers?"

"It's estimated to be very old! at least in his forties!"

"Yes, I also think he is very old, he should be in his forties......"

"Maybe it's a grassroots singer?"

"Grassroots singers are famous in the circle?"

"It doesn't seem to be ......"

"By the way, how many inspirational singers are there in the entertainment industry?"

"Looks like a lot of ......"

"Is it a professional singer?"

"No, this is the "Crossover Masked Singer" program, it is definitely not a professional singer, it should be an amateur. ”

"yes, you guess it?"

"I can't guess, but just listen to his songs, I can tell who he is just by listening to people's voices, as long as he is famous in the circle!"

"Yes. ”

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Originally, Liu Shuyao was going to take Lu Yuan to walk around the city in southern Hunan and take him to eat local stinky tofu by the way, but Lu Yuan finally refused.

Nonsense, wearing a hood mask to go out, even if the mouth is exposed when eating, it is very inconvenient, and Lu Yuan himself is relatively tired after rushing so many trips, and he doesn't have much energy to go out to eat at all.

So he went back to the hotel and slept soundly.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, it rained lightly throughout Shonan.

Lu Yuan got up at about six o'clock and looked at the dripping rain outside the house.

In the distance, high-rise buildings are lined up one after another, towering over this city within a radius of hundreds of miles, and from a distance, countless vehicles are constantly flowing back and forth......

It was a pretty good morning.

But Lu Yuan always felt that something was wrong, and seemed to feel that there was a completely different change in himself from a few months ago.

What's the difference?

Lu Yuan fell into deep thought.

After pondering for a few minutes, when he subconsciously touched his pocket, he realized that something was different.

Take out a cigarette and light it silently.

The person is still the same person, but the number of cigarettes has decreased a lot.

It's hard to imagine that he, who usually has one pack a day, seems to have only smoked two or three cigarettes from yesterday to today, and I don't know why it is getting worse and worse to smoke.

As soon as he smoked, Lu Yuan thought of the plot of "The Wanderer", and as soon as he thought about the plot, Lu Yuan thought of the desperate scene of the protagonist "Wang Jiaming" constantly twitching and rolling on the ground......

Lu Yuan shook his head, took three or four puffs and then snuffed out the cigarette butt, although his body wanted to smoke it very much, but his mind seemed to be imprisoned.

The whole person is inexplicably very contradictory.

The plot of "The Wanderer" came to his mind.

This "Wanderer" should be my first and last film, and I will try my best to play it well.

No matter how it ends, as long as you don't have any regrets.

It's a bit of a way to add color to my farewell.

I waved my hand and didn't take a cloud with me.

Lu Yuan suddenly thought of this poem, and then raised his head slightly forty-five degrees to look at the sky, the expression on his face became solemn and serious, and he put one hand slightly behind his back, looking like a literati......

Actually, I'm quite literate.

Lu Yuan fell into a stinky fart of self-absorption......

It's a pity that Lu Yuan's self-pretending will never last for a second, and when he was immersed in the state of substituting himself into the state of a literati, a knock on the door from outside the house interrupted Lu Yuan's self-pretending.

Lu Yuan was helpless.

What is this doing early in the morning?

Someone so early?

When he followed the cat's eyes to see outside, he saw Liu Shuyao outside.

He opened the door.

"Hehe, Director Lu is early. ”

"Early. ”

"Let's have breakfast. ”

"So early?"

"Yes, your rehearsal is very tight today, I have to help you find your form early and go on stage tomorrow, oh, this time it's a live broadcast without any editing at all, so you'd better not make any mistakes, otherwise it will give you a minus of points...... Director Lu, are you nervous?"

"Don't be nervous......" Lu Yuan shook his head.

He was somewhat unimpressed.

He didn't even feel any nervousness.

It's over when you go on stage and sing a song, and when you're done singing, you go back and continue filming......

How do you care about his?

..............................

After breakfast, Liu Shuyao immediately took Lu Yuan to train.

The program team arranged a music instructor named Chen Ming for Lu Yuan.

This is a middle-aged man with his hair dyed green and white glasses.

Lu Yuan felt that this person looked a little exaggerated, and at the same time, he still had a little bit of arrogance on his body.

In short, when Lu Yuan walked in, he saw that Lu Yuan's expression was always a little disapproving and contemptuous.

Chen Ming looked at Lu Yuan and shook his head.

Another layman......

The disdain in my heart is difficult to hide.

He used to be a singer, and he used to be an original singer, and he was also a little king-level figure in the mainland more than ten years ago.

Later, he temporarily left the music scene for half a year due to illness, and when he returned to the music scene half a year later, he found that his luck was gone.

The music scene is changing with each passing day, countless powerful singers are on stage, and countless wandering groups dominate the screen......

Although he later released an album, and the album sales were not bad, it gradually went downhill in the end.

In the past ten years, the entire Chinese music scene has changed greatly, new singers emerge every day, and there are powerful little fresh meat dominating the screen every day.

Although he worked hard, he got worse and worse day by day, and finally became a marginal figure in the music world.

Except for the occasional few introductions to him in the Chinese music scene, no one on the Internet knows who he is now.

Despite this, the arrogance in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and his temper is getting more and more weird, if it weren't for the agent today who said that he would come over and help train the cross-border newcomers, he wouldn't have seen this kind of show!

He felt it was an insult.

Xiao Xianrou, traffic stars, directors, and even screenwriters can all sing, isn't this an insult to the music world?

It is these people who ruin the music world and make it impossible for powerful singers to really sing!

It's a disgusting time!

So when he heard Lu Yuan enter the door, he didn't have a good impression of Lu Yuan when he heard someone introduce Lu Yuan as a director.

He doesn't watch movies and rarely listens to pop songs.

He stubbornly felt that the songs on the market now were all disease-free moaning garbage.

"Are you Lu Yuan?"

"Yes. ”

"The director of "Buried Alive"?

"Ahem, ahem, it's okay......" Lu Yuan was modest.

"I don't care how hot and powerful you were before, but you have to remember one thing in front of me, you are just a newcomer, and you are not qualified to put on any show. ”

"Oh, good. ”

"Brother Chen, Director Lu is ......"

"You go aside, no one can interject in my class!"

Liu Shuyao saw that Chen Ming did not have a good attitude towards Lu Yuan, so he hurriedly stood up and wanted to remind him, but then he was rudely interrupted by Chen Ming.

Chen Ming is uncomfortable looking at anyone now.

It's all a bunch of waste who rely on face hype to eat.

Liu Shuyao's face was a little red when she was interrupted like this, and her inexplicable anger came up.

Why is this person like this? How can the program team invite such a person?

She was about to come over and remind Chen Ming that Lu Yuan was actually a singer, a great singer, but she saw Lu Yuan shaking his head at her and asking her not to do anything.

Then, she fell silent.

"You smell of smoke, you smoke?"

"Hmm. ”

"You won't be allowed to draw from today until the end of the game. ”

"Oh, good. ”

"Okay, do you know the guitar?"

"A little ......"

"Play it for me, let me see what you're up to. ”

"Oh. ”

Chen Ming handed the guitar to Lu Yuan, and then narrowed his eyes.

Lu Yuan took the guitar, hesitated slightly, and then played a song "Night", which is still popular in this world.

"Smack!"

"I don't understand the bullshit, what are you playing, don't you need tuning for the guitar?" But just a few minutes after playing, I heard Chen Ming patting the table next to him and glaring at Lu Yuan.

"Then I'll readjust ......" Lu Yuan looked at Chen Ming, then exhaled slightly and began to tune, he originally thought that the guitar had been tuned.

"Forget it, don't tune it first, you sing Chen Jinhong's "In the Mood for Love" first, let me hear how your voice is. ”

"Huh, "In the Mood for Love"?" Lu Yuan was stunned when he heard this unfamiliar name.

"Yes, let's have an orgasm and I'll listen to the voice......"

"I won't ......" Lu Yuan shook his head, he had never heard this song, how could he?

"Then Li Yong's "Youth Forever". Chen Ming stared at Lu Yuan.

"I won't ...... either," Lu Yuan looked up blankly.

"Zhou Xian's "Lonely Song"!" Chen Ming's eyes were slightly unkind, and he even narrowed his eyes.

"Nor will it ...... Can you let me hear it first?"

"Chen Hong's "Farewell"!"

"Won't ......"

"You won't, you won't, what the hell will you do...... Are you really singing or making trouble!" Chen Ming was angry.

He felt that Lu Yuan was a thorn.

Is there anyone who can't sing these famous songs?

Came over and raised the bar?

"I only sing the songs I write. Lu Yuan looked up at Chen Ming slightly, he was helpless.

He's not really a troublemaker.

It's just that he really can't do these songs.

"What!" Chen Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, and he even showed a rather disdainful smile unabashedly, "I can't even climb, so I want to fly?"

His impression of Lu Yuan was extremely bad.

"Maybe it can fly itself?" Lu Yuan looked at Chen Ming!

"Okay, I'll see how you fly today, and you sing the songs you wrote!