"There you go." Meng Fu raised his hand at him.

President Yan had given the process to Meng Fu before, and Meng Fu knew that he would only need to follow Mr. Albert to score several other students and give Albert a reference.

However, Meng Fu also has her own thoughts, and she will follow Albert later.

The phone in my pocket rang.

Meng Fu took it out and saw that it was Tang Ze.

While she went to find the bathroom, she put on her headphones and picked them up: "Hey, Mr. Tang?" ”

On the other end of the phone, it was Tang Ze, who had not been in contact with Meng Fu for a long time.

"My agent just told me that you asked me to go back to T City?" Compared with before, Tang Ze's voice is now warmer than before, and he can't hear hoarseness.

"Well, I want to ask you to help sing a theme song," Meng Fu walked out, casually speaking.

Director Xu's audition location is not particularly far from T City.

"Theme song?" Tang Ze nodded, naturally he didn't refuse, "That's right, I originally wanted to invite you to dinner." ”

"Besides, I'll send you the specific address later, tomorrow." Meng Fu said a few words to Tang Ze and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Tang Ze was in a lounge, and after hanging up the phone, before he could say anything to the agent, someone pushed the door in outside the door.

It was a middle-aged man who came in, he looked at Tang Ze, and handed a manuscript to Tang Ze very apologetically, "I'm sorry, our Director Chen said that your song is not suitable for our TV series." ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Tang Ze's agent looked up at the middle-aged man.

The TV series that the middle-aged man said was a recent big IP "The Legend of the Deep Palace", because the theme song had not yet been determined, Tang Ze's agent found this line.

Not to mention anything else, in the entire entertainment industry, Tang Ze's agent feels that Tang Ze's creative ability ranks second, and no one dares to rank first in the same era.

Tang Ze's song was written after watching the general plot of "The Legend of the Deep Palace".

They say that they are not suitable for TV series, but in fact, Tang Ze's agent also knows what the situation is.

Tang Ze has been following the instructions written by Meng Fu in the box for the past two months, not to come out of the activities, specializing in raising his voice, there is no announcement, and there is no heat.

Finally, two months later, the agent was surprised that Tang Ze's voice was much better, so he found a notice for him.

However, this kind of thing in the circle, Tang Ze's agent is not surprised.

"There is a chance to work together again." Tang Ze was not unhappy, he got up and shook hands with the middle-aged man, still gentle and polite.

Thinking that he could invite Meng Fu to dinner tomorrow and help Meng Fu sing a theme song, Tang Ze was even happy in his heart.

In the past two months, his voice has almost returned to its peak, and he has signed a contract with Shengshi, and Manager Sheng takes great care of him and helps him arrange a top-notch recording studio.

And Tang Ze didn't do anything in the past two months, so he naturally felt guilty in his heart.

Right now, Meng Fu said to ask him to help, and Tang Ze couldn't wait to help sing the theme song now.

For the theme song of "The Legend of the Deep Palace", although it is a big hit, it is not important compared to the help that Meng Fu said.

He left with his agent, and behind him, the middle-aged man looked at Tang Ze's back and sighed slightly.

Then he went back to the next door and looked at Director Chen, who was monitoring the progress of the TV series, "Director Chen, that song is much better than the one that Teacher Xi sent last night, why don't you use Tang Ze's?" ”

"Although Tang Ze's is a little better," Director Chen raised his head, glanced at the middle-aged man, and shook his head, "But we are IP dramas, we want more than good, you said that [Xi Nancheng] and [Tang Ze] are the two hot searches, which one will explode a little?" ”

After listening to Director Chen's words, the middle-aged man still wrinkled his eyebrows.

"What about the word [Director Xu]?" Director Chen was unhurried, and threw down another sentence.

Only then did the middle-aged man raise his head and be shocked: "Director Xu? ”

"That's right, listening to Xi Nancheng's agent, he should be able to sing the theme song of Director Xu's movie," Director Chen smiled, "Let's take this opportunity to rub Director Xu's hot search." ”

"No wonder." Hearing Director Chen say this, the middle-aged man's brows relaxed.

finally understood why Director Chen chose Nancheng.

**

At the same time, the exhibition hall of the Youth Competition of the Beijing Painting Association.

When Jiang Xinran arrived, basically everyone had already arrived, and there were two staff members at the door, and after checking Jiang Xinran's identity, they handed her a medal, "This is the student medal of the Beijing Painting Association." ”

Jiang Xinran took it and looked at it carefully, there were black characters on a red background, and a "D" was written on it.

I still remember the eyes of Yu Yong when she got the D-level student card a few days ago, as well as the attitude of the Tong family and the Luo family towards her.

The students of the Beijing Painting Association have proved that countless people have pursued their goals all their lives.

Jiang Xinran's goal is very simple, one is not to be brushed down by the Beijing Painting Association, and the other is to work hard to expand his network and find a teacher here.

The A-level teacher of the Beijing Painting Association is incomparable to the lord of T City.

Jiang Xinran pinned the medal to his chest, then straightened his chest and walked directly in with his painting.

In the exhibition hall, there were already staff waiting, he counted the number of people, and all the students had arrived, before he spoke: "I think everyone knows that there will be an A-level teacher and S-level students coming over later." Now, please put your own drawings on the booth, and if any of you have a painting that is favored by the teacher or S-level students, then you have the opportunity to be recommended to the C-level teacher or B-level teacher. ”

"Now everyone is looking for their own booths."

His words fell, and the nine new students on the scene discussed with each other with red faces.

Jiang Xinran had already been optimistic about the third booth on the left, which would not be too prominent or forgotten, so she put her own painting on it.

Of the nine new members who came this time, there were only two girls, one was Jiang Xinran, and the other was Ding Xuan next door to Jiang Xinran.

During the chat between the two, Jiang Xinran also learned that she was the third place this time, a native of the capital.

"Go to the bathroom?" Ding Xuan invited Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinran naturally would not refuse.

While the two were washing their hands in the pool, Ding Xuan said to Jiang Xinran: "I heard the news, the teacher who came this time is Teacher Albert. "Ding

There was excitement in his tone that couldn't be concealed.

Jiang Xinran only knew the situation of the T-City Painting Association, and did not know about the capital.

Who Albert is, she also doesn't know.

In the last two days, the only thing she had seen was a B-level teacher, the kind she had seen from afar.

Hearing this, she took out two pieces of paper to wipe her hands and asked quietly, "Teacher Albert?" ”

"The entire painting association, second only to the teacher of the three leaders, he has a special booth in the federation, and we enter the Beijing Painting Association, to a certain extent, it is just a starting line." Ding Xuan lowered his voice, "It is possible to succeed the position of the three heads, and the people who want to be his disciples can be lined up at the gate, but he has a bad temper......

Both of them were wearing D-class signs on their chests, and as soon as they turned a corner, they saw a thin figure wearing headphones in front of them.

Seeing the other party, Jiang Xinran paused, she closed her eyes, looked over again, and was a little incredulous: "Why are you here?" ”

This is the inside of the Painting Association.

The other party is Meng Fu.

Meng Fu was still on the phone, glanced at Jiang Xinran, didn't reply, and continued to call people.

Jiang Xinran was beside her, Ding Xuan followed her outside, she retracted her gaze, and asked Jiang Xinran curiously: "Who is this?" I think she's a little familiar, but there's no sign on her chest, so she shouldn't be a new student, right? ”

"Of course not," Jiang Xinran shook his head, a little irritable in his heart, but his voice was still gentle, "She hasn't studied painting since she was a child, my teacher refused to ask her, she dropped out of school at the age of 16 to become a star, how could she be a member of the Painting Association, it is possible that she came to record the show." ”

Old man Jiang had watched TV at Jiang's house before, and Jiang Xinran knew that Meng Fu had recorded in the T City Painting Association.

"Oh, let's get inside, Mr. Albert must be here." The two walked directly to the exhibition hall.

The exhibition hall was different from before, and several other members gathered together, their faces flushed, and they looked at a middle-aged foreign man very excitedly.

Ding Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed Jiang Xinran's arm: "Teacher Albert, do you see it, that's Teacher Albert!" ”

Even if there was no reminder from Ding Xuan, Jiang Xinran knew that she was coming as an A-level teacher today, let alone with Ding Xuan's reminder, she knew that this A-level teacher was the most powerful of all teachers.

She took a deep breath and followed Ding Xuan to greet Teacher Albert.

"Mr. Albert!" After the others finished greeting, Ding Xuan and Jiang Xinran, who were lined up, stepped forward, three steps away from Albert, "This is our painting." ”

Jiang Xinran pinched the sweat on his palm.

"Hmm." Albert glanced at her, his gaze lingering on her and her painting for less than a second.

The voice was faint and the expression was majestic.

Jiang Xinran let go of her hand, her expression was a little unsure how to describe it, she has always been the pride of the sky, and she has never been so neglected.

Before he could think about it, Albert suddenly looked up and looked at the door.

The indifferent expression visibly became soothed to the naked eye, and then walked directly towards the gate, as if smiling: "You have finally arrived, come here." ”

The students here are in awe and awe of Albert.

Hearing Albert's gentle words, they subconsciously looked up and looked towards the door.

At the door, Meng Fu wore a medal on himself while bowing his head to Albert, his voice was not hurried, and he was quite polite: "Teacher Albert." ”