In the laughter of everyone, this interview ended.

"Brother Zhang Yue, no wonder your show has such high ratings." After recording the show, Ling Wenxuan smiled at Zhang Yue and said, "You still don't have this hosting style in talk shows." This kind of talk show style is estimated to be the most important point to improve the closing momentum. ”

Zhang Yue smiled and nodded: "Wenxuan, there is growth." This can also be understood, it seems that your attainments in variety shows are not low, and you can see what kind of things are the guarantee for increasing ratings. ”

"Brother Zhang Yue teaches well." Ling Wenxuan said "modestly".

Zhang Yue restrained his smile: "However, this can only be maintained for a while." I'm a good forerunner, and soon others will catch up. After all, it's just a point, and it's still easy to learn. They will soon understand that my advantage is gone. Moreover, they have hosted such a show for many years, and some of them have experience that I can't compare, and they will soon catch up with them. ”

Ling Wenxuan looked at Zhang Yue: "Brother Zhang Yue, you still don't have confidence?" You are Brother Zhang Yue, you are invincible. ”

Zhang Yue glanced at Ling Wenxuan and smiled: "You really look up to me." ”

"Of course, you're the best!" Ling Wenxuan had always thought so.

Zhang Yue looked at Ling Wenxuan deeply, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Yes, I am Zhang Yue, I will not lose." "Didn't you choose to accept this talk show because you had confidence?

Girls' Generation was smiling beside her, but she didn't expect Zhang Yue to be unconfident.

……

"There are three days left, and there are three days before the end of the 'King Singer'. We're almost done, and it won't be far off as soon as the 'King Singer' is over. Back in the Heavenly King Studio, Huang Qingrong said to Ling Wenxuan, "So, you prepare as soon as possible." ”

"Hmm." Ling Wenxuan's expression sank slightly, and he was about to start. But......

"Huh?" Huang Qingrong has an extremely strong ability to observe words and colors, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw Ling Wenxuan's appearance, "What's wrong." ”

Ling Wenxuan muttered: "To be honest, against Dai Lun, we can only open five or five. It's not 100% winning, it's going to be a gamble. ”

Huang Qingrong looked at Ling Wenxuan for a long time: "Fifty percent? ”

Ling Wenxuan nodded solemnly: "I watched his stage, I can only give this answer." He's really strong! ”

Huang Qingrong fell silent.

"Brother Qingrong, in that case, we are still gambling on the future of the mainland, is it okay?" Ling Wenxuan hesitated, "Is it okay to use my only fifty percent chance of winning to win China's future?" ”

No matter how determined Ling Wenxuan was, he couldn't keep calm in the face of the pressure of the entire ********.

Huang Qingrong looked up at Ling Wenxuan, his eyes flashing: "I told you before I did it, this is a grand gamble, and I will put the entire music industry on you!" Now, there is no way back! ”

"Hmm......" Ling Wenxuan's heart froze.

"Wen Xuan, in the current situation, it's not that I can easily stop if I want to. This time the gamble must be pressed all! Huang Qingrong's words were serious. The position he stood made him see more, and the gold content of his words was unquestionable.

Ling Wenxuan's illusion that there was a residual way back in his heart was shattered at this moment. They have no way back.

Ling Wenxuan gritted his teeth: "I will definitely do my best!" ”

"The end of this path will be the first day king! The end of the road is our ultimate goal, and although this time it is difficult, the final fruit is extremely rich. Huang Qingrong said again.

This time it was a gamble, and Huang Qingrong pressed all the gambles.

Leaving Huang Qingrong's office, Ling Wenxuan felt unprecedented pressure. Before, he still had the slightest fantasy, fantasizing that there was a way back. If it is said that the result of failure is not too bad, now it seems that the result of failure is too heavy for anyone to bear.

is still driving in Xiliu, Changliu is sitting in the passenger seat, and Ling Wenxuan is sitting in the back seat.

"What are you bothering about?" Xiliu saw Ling Wenxuan, who was very troubled, from the rearview mirror.

Ling Wenxuan sighed softly: "It's nothing. ”

"Say it, I'll help you analyze it. But emotionally, forget it. Xiliu grinned.

"Not emotionally." Ling Wenxuan shook his head, "Moreover, I can't tell you about this matter. ”

Looking at the two of them, Ling Wenxuan's heart was even more uncomfortable. They are people sent by Yan Lao, and they are from Yan Lao's side. Yan Lao has paid countless things for the Chinese music industry, and he and Huang Qingrong are preparing something that may destroy the Chinese music industry, and he feels very sorry for Yan Lao.

Yan Lao still sent people to protect himself even when he knew that Huang Qingrong was hostile to him, but what about himself? The pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

Changliu also looked at Ling Wenxuan in the rearview mirror, after so many days of getting along, Changliu had a little understanding of Ling Wenxuan's character. Ling Wenxuan thought about being calm and composed, but now that it was like this, it made him feel a little different.

"In the case of depression, you think about your own heart. Then make what you think is the most correct choice and follow your heart. Changliu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ling Wenxuan was stunned, Changliu has always cherished words like gold, and he actually said so much today.

Thinking about it, Ling Wenxuan fell silent, and he began to think seriously.

Xiliu was also a little surprised, and looked at Feiliu.

"Wenxuan, indeed, a person can only play more perfectly by following the deepest thoughts in his heart." Xiliu also said.

"Hmm......" Ling Wenxuan nodded in a deep voice.

In fact, it is useless for outsiders to say anything about this matter, the key is still what Ling Wenxuan thinks in his heart. He is just afraid, what is on his shoulders is the entire Chinese music industry!

……

"Dad, I want to talk to you about something." Ling Wenxuan's voice was low.

"Huh?" Wen Xunyu paused slightly, he knew his son too well, and he felt a little strange from Ling Wenxuan's deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Wen Xunyu raised his eyebrows.

"......," Ling Wenxuan muttered for a moment, "if what I do after that might ruin the Chinese music industry, what should I do?" Half the chance, should I do it? ”

Wen Xunyu was still calm: "What is this?" ”

"Musically." Ling Wenxuan was vague.

Wen Xunyu suddenly sneered.

"What's wrong?" Ling Wenxuan was a little confused.

"Why did you ask me if it's music?" Wen Xunyu asked rhetorically.

"Hmm......"

"You're only half as sure about music, and you're too embarrassed to mention it to me? You are my son, don't be unconfident in music in front of me! Wen Xunyu hung up the phone with just this sentence.

Ling Wenxuan was stunned with his mobile phone. Wen Xunyu simplifies the problem to the extreme, it is just a matter of music. Since it's music, what qualifications do you Ling Wenxuan have to be unconfident? You're my son of Wen Xunyu!

Ling Wenxuan was stunned for a long time, and his eyes slowly showed a previous glow! (To be continued.) )