Wednesday, September 15.

Morning, 10:30 a.m.

Prosperous community, Yang Jiang's home.

In the study, Yang Jiang sat behind the desk and looked at a book unfolded on the table.

"The history of this world is really interesting, the cultural brilliance is still only the Tang and Song dynasties, but looking for the history of the Tang Dynasty, I can't see the names of Li Bai and Du Fu." Yang Jiang couldn't help but sigh a little.

In the world of his previous life, he had a very high opinion of Li Bai.

Some people say that the Tang Dynasty is inseparable from Li Bai.

Describing Li Bai as 'embroidering his mouth and spitting out, it is half of the Tang Dynasty', which shows Li Bai's important role in the splendid culture of the Tang Dynasty.

In this world, although the Tang Dynasty is still culturally brilliant, it is really too much without Li Bai and Du Fu.

After reading the book, Yang Jiang closed the book without making a mark.

After crossing over, he found that his memory was amazing, such as reading a book, and when he closed the book, the next time he wanted to read a certain book, even if he didn't take the initiative to keep track of the number of pages, he could clearly remember how many pages he saw last time.

I stood up, stretched my waist, and then did fifty push-ups on the spot, and after standing up again, I was a little out of breath and felt a lot more energetic.

Walking out of the study, Yang Jiang was about to pour a glass of water to drink, but saw his father Yang Tian frowning, sitting on the sofa and looking at his mobile phone.

Yang Jiang poured water, walked over with a water glass, came to the sofa, and sat down next to Yang Tian.

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Yang Jiang asked.

Yang Tian was so fascinated that he didn't notice that his son was coming.

Hearing Yang Jiang's voice, he took his eyes off his mobile phone, looked at his son who was sitting next to him, and said: "Today, the Artist Association updated the artist list, and my ranking has dropped three places among second-tier artists. ”

Hearing Yang Tian's words, Yang Jiang remembered that today was the fifteenth.

On the fifteenth of each month, the official website of the Artist Association will publish a data ranking of artists.

The factors of this ranking come from many aspects such as artists' works, awards, traffic, popularity, and influence.

The most important thing in the entertainment industry is the coffee position, and this artist list is a more intuitive expression of the artist's coffee position.

The higher the ranking, the bigger the coffee position, which is very realistic but also very effective.

People in the circle, and even many netizens, are very concerned about this list.

Yang Jiang remembered that his father used to be ranked 98th on the list of second-tier artists, but now his ranking has dropped three places, and he should be ranked one hundred and one.

On the list of second-tier artists, it seems that there are only one hundred and twenty artists, and my father ranks one hundred and one, which is the last of the second-tier artists, if it falls like this, it won't take a few months, and my father is estimated to fall from the second-tier artist to the third-tier, and his value will drop sharply at that time, no wonder my father doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Dad, this is a small matter, it will be fine in the future." Yang Jiang said a word that was not nutritious, but he was not very good at comforting people.

Jiang Yi, the mother who was mopping the floor next to her, stopped mopping the floor, looked at the father and son sitting on the sofa, and said, "Don't comfort your father, he is used to it." ”

Hearing his wife's words, Yang Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly, nodded and said, "Yes, son, I'm fine, I'm used to it." ”

When Yang Tian was the most popular, it was after the Spring Festival Gala, and with the Spring Festival Gala stage, he had a lot of popularity and influence across the country, and he was ranked in the top ten on the list of second-tier artists at that time.

It's just that there is no real support for his own works, for an artist, after all, it is a rootless duckweed, and it won't last long.

Later, Yang Tian's ranking continued to decline, and now he has been reduced to the tail of the crane of second-tier artists.

This is still due to the popularity of Douyin, in the past few years, since Douyin became popular, Yang Tian has been very high in the discussion and topic of Douyin because he is a farmer singer, which has brought him a lot of traffic, which has slowed down the downward trend of Yang Jiang's ranking, otherwise, Yang Tian is estimated to be no longer in the ranks of second-tier artists.

Looking at his father's seemingly free and easy but helpless appearance, Yang Jiang felt very uncomfortable.

Yang Jiang looked at his father and said, "Dad, can I write you a few songs?" ”

Yang Jiang knows very well that his father is facing the problem now, that is, he does not have his own works as a background, although his singing skills are very good, he has always covered the songs of other singers.

Yang Tian listened to his son's words, patted Yang Jiang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Son, don't worry about me, I can see Dad, he is a farmer who farms the land, and he is not very suitable in the entertainment industry, so if the ranking drops, I still want to go home and resume my old business, and I can spend more time with your mother and you." ”

As he spoke, Yang Tian paused, looked at his much more mature son in front of him, and said with emotion: "I didn't worry about you before, so I worked hard to make money and wanted to save some money for you, but now I am relieved, my son is so good, he must be better than me!" ”

"The songs you write are very good, but it is not easy to write songs, especially a good song, even if you are a good musician, it is easy to hollow out yourself and write waste songs frequently, so the songs you write, just leave them to you to sing."

"Wait a little longer, when you become a third-tier artist, Dad will help you release an album, you write a few songs, let's buy a few songs, Dad knows some good musicians, although the price is quite high, but now I have saved so much money, take out some, buy a few songs, and make an album."

"My son might be on fire then, haha."

Yang Tian muttered a few words and said some of his thoughts.

Listening to his father's words, Yang Jiang was moved in his heart at the same time, but also a little pantothenic.

Fatherly love is silent.

At home, my father didn't say much, or even less, but silently, he thought so much for him.

"Thank you, Dad." Yang Tian's voice was a little low.

Yang Tian patted his son's shoulder and said with a smile: "Silly boy, let's thank you?" ”

Yang Jiang pursed his lips, and a flash of longing flashed in his eyes, eager for him to grow up quickly, not to worry his parents, and to shelter his parents from the wind and rain.

"I will release an album in the future, and I will release many copies, and I don't need to buy it." Yang Jiang secretly clenched his fists and thought in his heart.