Although She Jia's career has suffered a trough in recent years, after all, she is a well-known second-tier artist, ranking in the top three on the list of second-tier artists at her peak, and she is only one step away from the first line.

The Douyin platform also attaches great importance to She Jia's [Deep City Concert], and has given a lot of traffic tilt.

After all, Douyin also needs to expand its influence, and in the past two years, many stars have been stationed in Douyin, but they are only stationed, occasionally posting a video, and rarely starting a live broadcast, and it is the first time that She Jia has such a refreshing and direct live concert on Douyin.

Therefore, after Douyin took out some of the traffic, many users who were watching the video would accidentally swipe the relevant promotional videos about [She Jia Shencheng Concert].

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Three and a half hours later.

Yang Jiang, She Jia, and Xiao Fang stepped on the ground of Shencheng Airport.

Outside the airport waiting room, a black Audi sedan is waiting here.

"This is it." Xiao Fang looked at the license plate and said to Yang Jiang and She Jia.

Xiao Fang came to the front of the car, talked to the driver, and then opened the back seat door and let She Jia and Yang Jiang sit in first.

Yang Jiang sat behind the co-pilot, She Jia sat behind the driver, and finally Xiao Fang sat in the co-pilot's seat.

After everyone was seated, the car slowly started, left the Shencheng Airport, and drove to the city.

She Jia clasped her hands in front of her chest, looked out the car window with a sideways face, and thought about the concert.

This concert is very important to her, and it is related to whether she will continue to decline in the future, or regain the second spring of her career.

On the company's side, although she was not hidden, she gave very little help, and all she could rely on was fans.

has signed an eight-year contract with Midsummer Entertainment, and there are still two years before the termination time, and if she wants to change owners, it will take two more years, unless she is willing to pay sky-high liquidated damages.

Unconsciously, She Jia's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled, and people couldn't help but want to reach out to help her smooth them.

On the side, Yang Jiang also looked out the window, unlike She Jia's deep thought, Yang Jiang really just looked at the scenery outside the window.

Shencheng is a first-tier city in China, with a prosperous location and lively streets.

As night falls, the deep city outside the window seems to have become a sea of lights, a world of light, high-rise buildings rising from the ground along the way, these buildings are hung with billboards shining in various colors, Yang Jiang looks forward through the car window, the wide road, the lights are shining, the cars are endless, the lights are flashing, like a Milky Way falling from the sky.

In "Milky Way", a black Audi sedan follows the flow of traffic.

When the car drove into Shennan Road, it seemed to have entered the commercial zone, and both sides of the road were even more lively.

Yang Jiang leaned back on the back seat and looked at the bustling cityscape outside.

Suddenly, when Yang Jiang's gaze swept over the billboard hanging on a shopping mall building on the side of the road, his brow couldn't help but furrow.

There was a beautifully dressed and fashionable girl on the billboard with a few words - "Love me, take me to Myeongdong. 】

Yang Jiang's face became solemn, he knew that "Myeongdong", in the center of Seoul, South Korea, is a very famous business circle.

The Korean word for "dong" is similar to the Chinese word for "street".

"Have values been infiltrated to this extent?" Yang Jiang's lips were pursed, and there was a chilling feeling.

The first layer of this billboard conveys the meaning of the first layer - go to Myeongdong. It can even be said that it attracts everyone to travel to South Korea, which has this level of impact, but it is not serious.

There is also a deeper impact on the consciousness of Chinese people, that is, the impact on values.

"Love me and take me to Myeongdong."

This sounds beautiful, but what should a poor boy do?

I don't have the money to treat you to a meal, and you still want me to take you to Myeongdong.

Some things are really scary to think about, no wonder Yang Jiang has always felt that the country is working hard to support the cultural industry, including the entertainment industry, since he crossed over.

Yang Jiang has always known that the Chinese entertainment industry is currently facing the impact and impact of "Korean Wave", "Japanese Wave", and "European and American Wave", but when he really saw such a scene and thought of some serious consequences, he still had a heavy feeling in his heart.

The car continued to drive forward, but Yang Jiang no longer had the heart to look at the scenery outside the car window.

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Half an hour later, the car stopped at No. 335 Shennan Road.

"Here we are." Xiao Fang said and got out of the car first.

She Jia and Yang Jiang also pushed the car door and got out of the car.

Xiao Fang went to talk to the driver, and after a while, the car drove away.

Yang Jiang grabbed his backpack in one hand and looked at the building in front of him.

At a glance, the hotel has about seventeen or eighteen floors, which should be decorated with colored lights, and in the dark night, the whole building is glowing with a pale yellow luster.

On the roof of the hotel building, there is a sign made of red LED lights, which shows the name of the hotel - Grand Hyatt International Hotel.

This is a five-star hotel chain, Yang Jiang has heard of it.

"We've been resting here for the past few days." She Jia said.

Yang Jiang nodded.

The three of them walked into the hotel, and Xiao Fang went to the front desk to negotiate with the hotel staff.

I don't know what Xiao Fang said to the hotel front desk, two minutes later, she turned around and walked back with three room cards, "Fifteenth floor, let's go up." ”

She Jia nodded.

"Okay." Yang Jiang said.

The three of them walked into the elevator and swiped their cards to select the floor.

Yang Jiang saw that the elevator button was only up to the seventeenth floor.

The fifteenth floor was soon reached, and the three of them stepped out of the elevator and found their rooms.

The three rooms are next to each other, and each of them has a room card, 1511 is Xiaofang, 1512 is She Jia, and 1513 is Yang Jiang.

"Yang Jiang, you rest for a while, I'll take a shower, let's go out for dinner, I'll take you to the gymnasium to get familiar with it after dinner, and you can rest in the hotel for a day tomorrow." Before entering the room, She Jia looked at Yang Jiang and said.

Yang Jiang nodded with a smile and said, "Okay." ”

After speaking, Yang Jiang swiped the door with his room card.

With a bang, the door unlocked.

Yang Jiang held the doorknob, gently pushed in, and walked in.

The room is very spacious, and after entering is a living room of forty or fifty square meters, with sofas, coffee tables, LCD TVs, desks and chairs.

Across the living room, there is an equally spacious bedroom, opposite the entrance is a large floor-to-ceiling window, which opens into a couch and enjoys the night view of the city from the sofa. Further inside the sofa is a two-meter-five-wide bed, the bed is neatly arranged with pillows, cups, pillows and other bedding, and two meters away from the end of the bed, there is an LCD TV hanging on the wall.

Opposite the couch and the queen bed is a miniature version of the coffee table and soft chairs.

Yang Jiang walked in, put his backpack on the soft chair, and walked to the couch and sat down, looking at the bustling city night scene outside.

It's just that this beautiful night scene didn't move Yang Jiang too much, and seeing the influence of the Korean Wave on China, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious and melancholy.

I was going out for a while, Yang Jiang didn't take a bath, just washed his face and hands, and looked at his mobile phone on the sofa in the living room.

He first went on Weibo, clicked into the [Top Ten Potential Rising Star Voting Activity] from the homepage, and checked his ranking.

"Twenty-third."

Yang Jiang couldn't help but be happy when he saw his ranking, and the haze in his heart just now was dispelled a lot.

The last time he checked the ranking was after nine o'clock last night, and now it is a full day, and his ranking in the event has increased by three places.

This is all the effect of the continuous fermentation of the first two seasons of "Avenue of Stars" and the third issue of "I Am a Big Star".

"I should be in the top 20 before the concert starts." Yang Jiang thought in his heart.

The deadline for the [Top Ten Potential Rising Star Voting Activity] is November 24, and there is still half a month to go, and Yang Jiang's goal is to break into the top ten.

There is pressure, but Yang Jiang also has confidence in himself.

looked at the comment area below, and Yang Jiang found that many netizens talked about themselves, basically all of them were praise and support.

For an artist, the most important thing is always the work.

The quality of the work is excellent, people like your work, as long as you are not a big bad person in the crime department, a little flaw, fans and most people can tolerate it.

Yang Jiang used to have a bad reputation on Douyin, some people said he was a moth, some people said he was stupid, and some people said that he was a stupid son of the landlord's family...... But when he himself is good enough, those denigrations seem insignificant.

Yang Jiang exited the event page, thought about it, and decided to edit a Weibo post to tell the fans who supported him about his recent developments.

Some celebrities regard fans as leeks, but Yang Jiang never feels that he is superior to others when he is famous, everyone supports him and likes him, and it is too late for him to be grateful.

On the other hand, he is now at the beginning of his career, so he needs to improve the stickiness of fans and interact more with fans.

["Hello everyone, I am very happy to see everyone's messages and concerns, thank you here. There is also to report to you about my recent situation, I just flew from the capital to Shencheng today, and the day after tomorrow I will be a guest singer for Teacher She Jia's Shencheng concert, and I will help Teacher She Jia do publicity here, her Shencheng concert will be broadcast live on Douyin at 7 o'clock in the evening on November 11, and you can go to Douyin to search for Teacher She Jia's Douyin account to watch. ”】

Yang Jiang checked it and felt that there was no problem, so he posted this Weibo.

After posting Weibo, Yang Jiang glanced at the number of followers on his Weibo account - 1.73 million.

The number of followers on his Weibo has reached 1.73 million, and netizens continue to pay attention to him all the time, and it is a matter of time before it breaks two million.

Ding Ding Ding.

At this time, She Jia called.

"Hey, Sister She Jia." Yang Jiang said.

On the phone, She Jia's voice came, "Yang Jiang, have you cleaned up?" ”

Yang Jiang nodded and said, "It's cleaned up." ”

"Well, then you come out, let's go out to eat, and after dinner, I'll take you to the Workers' Gymnasium to see the venue." She Jia Dao.

"Okay."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jiang hung up the phone, returned to the bedroom, picked up a coat from his bag and put it on, and walked out of the room.

She Jia and Xiao Fang also happened to come out, and after the three of them converged, they went to eat.

She Jia and Xiao Fang had been to Shencheng a few times before, and they knew that there was a restaurant with good specialties next to Grand Hyatt International Hotel, so they went there and booked a private room.

After eating.

The trio walked to the Workers' Gymnasium.

This place is Luowan District, Shencheng, Grand Hyatt International Hotel is on Shennan Road in the east-west direction, and there is a north-south Jiuyuan Road more than 300 meters east of the Grand Hyatt Hotel, and the Workers' Gymnasium is a little north of the intersection of Shennan Road and Jiuyuan Road. In other words, the straight-line distance between the Grand Hyatt International Hotel and the Workers' Stadium is no more than 500 meters.

There are people jogging on the side of the road to exercise, there are couples strolling hand in hand, there are girls selling flowers, and there are young women walking dogs.

Yang Jiang, She Jia, and Xiao Fang all wore masks, and they could only vaguely see their slightly blurred eyebrows and eyes under the street lamp.

Although Yang Jiang has met She Jia and Xiao Fang many times, it is the first time to take a leisurely walk and chat like tonight.

In the night sky, the moon hangs high.

The evening breeze blew a few strands of hair scattered on She Jia's shoulders, she raised her head, saw the moon radiating clear light, she didn't know what to remember, and said softly: "It's such a moon again, but I'm no longer the person I was then." ”

Her words were a little sentimental, and there was a hint of gloom in her eyes.

Xiao Fang bowed his head and said nothing.

Yang Jiang put his hands in his pockets, looked at the outline of a building in the distance in the dark, and suddenly heard She Jia's words, and the emotions in his heart couldn't help but be a little complicated and indescribable, some people's changes are only changes in time, but he is across a time and space.

Subconsciously, Yang Jiang felt and said: "The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year." ”

This sentence was just an emotion in Yang Jiang's words, but it instantly attracted the attention of She Jia and Xiao Fang.

"Yang Jiang, where does this sentence come from?" She Jia asked.

Xiao Fang also looked at Yang Jiang curiously like a baby.

Yang Jiang was stunned, and then remembered that the well-known poem he had just now had never appeared in this world.

Yang Jiang took a light breath and chose the most labor-saving explanation method, "Out of my mouth." ”

She Jia was surprised: "You wrote it?" ”

Yang Jiang shook his head, "I didn't write it, I just felt it and expressed my emotions." ”

Although she always knew that Yang Jiang was very talented, she Jia was still shocked to hear him casually make such a delicate poem.

What a deep accumulation is needed to blurt out such a good poem without thinking.

She asked, "Is there a complete poem?" ”

Yang Jiang shook his head and said, "No, that's it." ”

"Hmm." She Jia nodded and stopped talking, just whispering the two lines of poetry that Yang Jiang said over and over again.

The more I pondered it, the more I felt that these two poems were beautifully written and philosophical.

And Xiao Fang secretly glanced at Yang Jiang with adoring eyes from time to time.