Chapter Forty-Eight: Where Did the Tickets Go?

Wednesday, December 13th.

In the afternoon, after recording the music interview "Sound and Color" program of China Television, Tai Ya and Mei Feng walked out of the TV station building.

When she went down the steps, Mei Feng next to her stepped forward and gently supported her hand in high heels.

is not rude,

It doesn't feel abrupt either.

Thinking of Mei Feng's humble and calm response when he just recorded the show, he didn't look like a student who hadn't graduated from his senior year at all, Tai Ya's heart couldn't help but nod secretly.

She is usually in the program group, perhaps because of her age and the strong aura cultivated by her long-term management position, and many trainees meet her like a mouse meets a cat.

Even if she wore black silk, she didn't dare to raise her eyes.

Where is it like Meifeng,

The kid had just peeked at her all the way.

Young people are very sincere!

On the way back in the nanny car, it was a rare opportunity to get along privately.

Tai Ya, who was moved by her love for talent, crossed her black silk beautiful legs, looked at Mei Feng, who was sitting opposite, smiled in her heart, and decided to mention him a few words.

She broke the silence with a dry cough,

Said with a smile:

"In the last round of the stage, your song "Red Dust Inn" caused a great sensation in the national style music industry, and was hailed as the pioneering work of the new national style songs, and the leaders of China Television liked to listen to it, and the current annual gold song list has surpassed the 10th place "Black Sweater" ranked 9th, has the new song on the next round of stage considered digging deep in this field?"

"I'm ready for a new song, it's not a national style song."

Mei Feng confessed, paused and said, "But the stage behind can be considered." ”

It mainly depends on whether the system is powerful.

He added in his heart.

Tai Ya was a little surprised when she heard this, and glanced at Mei Feng, who was sitting opposite.

It's only three days since the end of the last round of the stage.

If I'm not mistaken, this kid ran Didi all day on the first day, and he also saw the righteousness and courage to save someone in the underground river, which means that it only took two days to prepare a new song?

This is amazing how fast it is!

It was comparable to the little king Chen Yijie in the golden period of creation.

Suddenly, Tai Ya seemed to remember something, hesitated, but couldn't help asking, "Is it that day... Uh, the inspiration you get from driving? ”

Mei Feng nodded.

Tai Ya: ......

This guy really went to get materials!

Speechless for a moment, she quickly stabilized her aura, coughed dryly and continued, "Well, by the way, I heard that you know martial arts?" ”

When she said this, Tai Ya took a look at Mei Feng's figure, his body was smooth and coordinated, he was only wearing a brown warm coat in the nanny's car, he looked tall and strong, and even the tight and powerful muscles in his chest could be faintly seen.

It can be said that it is the favorite style of rich women.

Wait a minute

Am I thinking too much?

Mei Feng noticed Tai Ya's gaze, but he was not too modest, he just nodded and said:

"Understand."

Tai Ya listened and squinted her eyes.

She retracted her evaluation, and suddenly felt that Mei Feng was a little insincere.

She has seen the video hanging on the hot search, and with that elbow, she directly flew the tall martial arts student seven or eight meters away, and she couldn't think about what the consequences would be if she was pushed like this.

Can this be called a little understanding?

Tai Ya retracted her gaze, nodded and said: "That's the case, I have a director friend in Hong Kong, he is currently making a documentary, mainly visiting martial artists from all over the world, collecting precious martial arts materials to prepare for the movie he has been preparing, I saw your video on the Internet a while ago, and asked if you have time to communicate with him for an interview." ”

Do you want to make a documentary before making a movie?

Mei Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and a man wearing sunglasses in his previous life inexplicably appeared in his mind, and said with a smile, "You can do it anytime." ”

It's rare that someone in the impetuous entertainment industry in this world has this kind of persistence, Mei Feng doesn't mind cooperating, although his boxing skills come from the system, but in addition to the slow increase in proficiency, he also has a new understanding of boxing every day.

"Then I'll thank you for Director Wang."

At this time, the nanny car is almost to the "Voice of Creation" program group, and you can see the famous Internet celebrity building in Jinghai after a corner, and before getting out of the car, Tai Ya finally talked about the last thing, which is why she will take Mei Feng to participate in this music interview today.

"You should still be a personal trainee, right?" Tai Ya asked quietly.

"Hmm." Mei Feng nodded.

Tai Ya glanced at him and asked meaningfully, "With your current conditions, there should be many companies that will extend an olive branch to you, why don't you sign one?" You should know that behind the top 5 on the current popularity list are all signed with large entertainment companies. ”

Mei Feng pondered for two seconds when he heard this, and suddenly asked, "Director, do you think I should sign it?" ”

"It's up to you." Tai Ya's face was as usual.

"I mean..."

Mei Feng suddenly smiled.

"Since you come out to sell, there is no need to sell yourself so cheaply, and now those companies can give similar contracts and deeds of sale."

Tai Ya was silent for two seconds, shook her head with a smile and said, "Then the path you choose is probably much more difficult than others, and it is even likely to fail." ”

At this time, the nanny car drove into the apartment building of the program group, the garage had been parked, and the car door was opened.

Mei Feng got up and got out of the car first, turned his head and replied with a smile, "The easier it is to fail, the more you can prove your worth, isn't it?" ”

"Even if you take a lot of detours?" Tai Ya asked.

Mei Feng smiled slightly, "If a handsome boy like me wants to take fewer detours, I'm afraid he won't come to the show." ”

Tai Ya was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, although her face was silent, her heart became more and more appreciative of the boy in front of her, who didn't seem to be very old.

She has been in this circle for so many years, of course she knows how beautiful the talent singers who have signed a big entertainment company behind the top five are on the surface, buy songs, buy popularity, buy fans, and have someone to help operate and give advice.

But in fact, except for Wang Xuan, the rich second generation who invested in his own entertainment company, everyone else will become a tool for capital accumulation for a long time after their debut.

Of course, this is also their own choice.

All the gifts given by fate have already been marked with a price behind them.

No one can blame anyone.

Looking at Mei Feng getting out of the car and saying hello and leaving with a smile,

Tai Ya raised her hand and scratched the black silk on her slender legs, raised her arm and stretched her waist, and her proud and soft body curves were revealed in the dim light in the car.

Suddenly, she was a little interested in how far Mei Feng could go on the stage that was hunted by capital in the end.

Go for it!

The boy who loves to see black silk,

Luck won't be too bad.

......

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the time is December 16th.

Tomorrow is the day of the eighth round of performances of "The Sound of Sound".

In the course of a week, Mei Feng and Xiang Dongbo completed the stage background video production of "All the Way North", which is a short film with a length of 4 minutes and 52 seconds.

Compared with the previous background videos on the stage that are more than ten seconds long and then repeated in various loops only to render the atmosphere, Mei Feng's background video with a complete story line is undoubtedly very different from the previous stages, and he is also very satisfied that it can be produced before the start of the performance stage.

But at this time, some people are not satisfied.

Jinghai, Yunjin Tianlan high-end villa area.

A petite girl in pajamas was lying on the bed, holding her mobile phone in both hands, the expression on her face was confused, and she muttered to herself with blank eyes:

"How can you do that?"

Maybe it's because she just took a shower, the soft light in the bedroom makes the girl's skin look like a freshly peeled egg, a delicate little face the size of a palm, thin eyebrows, and wet hair hanging down the back of her head.

"How can you care about it?"

The girl looked up at the ceiling and repeated the sentence again.

On the screen of the mobile phone is the interface of the button chat group.

The group name is [Honey Garden].

Not surprisingly, as the veteran and leader of the group, she is Mei Feng's first die-hard fan Zhang Xiaotong.

Zhang Xiaotong was very depressed at this time.

Tickets for each round of the national talent show "The Voice of Creation" are on sale at 12 noon one day in advance, and as the finals are approaching, the stage of this issue of "The Voice of Creation" has changed the venue, moving from the Jinghai Opera House to the Jinghai East Gymnasium, and the venue has increased to accommodate 7,000 spectators.

Zhang Xiaotong set an alarm clock at 11:59 when she took a bath, which can be said to be pinching the point and waiting to grab the ticket, but when the time jumped to 12:00, the system seemed to be stuck the moment she clicked into the ticket grabbing interface, and then clicked in to show that the ticket was sold out.

This suddenly made her dumbfounded?

What's the situation?

Zhang Xiaotong even asked in the Meifeng fan group she established, but Wang Qianqian, a new friend she met at the scene last time, also complained depressedly that she was stuck waiting to grab tickets.

The interface is stuck.

If you order it again, you won't have a ticket.

This remark was echoed by everyone, and other fans in the group who planned to go to Jinghai to support Meifeng's stage this week also said that they had just encountered a similar situation.

Can't buy tickets!

Can't buy tickets at all!

I didn't encounter this situation when I only had 2,000 tickets at the Jinghai Opera House before.

Is it because the final New Year's Eve finals at the end of the year are approaching, and the number of people who want to go to the live performance stage suddenly increases?

The stunned Zhang Xiaotong could only think of this possibility.

She gritted her little teeth and hesitated for a few seconds, but finally got through to her father's phone.

Zhang Xiaotong's father's name is Zhang Yaotian, which sounds a little unfamiliar, but if the prefix of the chairman of Tianli Media is added in front of this name, I am afraid that it will be thunderous in the entertainment industry.

Tianli Media is a professional comprehensive film and television organization integrating TV dramas, movies, online drama production, global program distribution, entertainment marketing and artist brokerage, and is currently one of the top five entertainment companies in China.

Hearing his daughter's distress on the phone, Zhang Yaotian, who is an industry person, knew what was going on with his eyes, but there was no need to talk to his simple daughter about these things, he just took out his father's spirit and patted his chest and promised to get her a ticket tomorrow.

Just kidding, as a big man in the entertainment industry, he still has this face.

Zhang Xiaotong jumped up when he heard this!

Suddenly, she thought of her good friend Wang Qianqian again, and couldn't help but whisper to ask her father if she could get one more, Zhang Yaotian immediately patted her chest again when she heard this, saying that there was no problem at all.

At this time, Zhang Xiaotong was completely happy, and couldn't help but be coquettish on the phone, which immediately made the old father laugh.

However, Zhang Xiaotong also has a little regret in his heart.

What a pity...

originally planned to organize the first offline "team building" of Brother Feng's fans, but so many people couldn't buy tickets.

It seems that we can only wait for the next time.

It's weird...

Why can't I grab a ticket all of a sudden?

Who snatched those tickets?

......

"Of course we booked the ticket."

Jinghai CBD area.

The top floor office of the Dian Xing Entertainment Building.

Wang Tianjun, who was sitting behind the solid wood desk, put down the tablet in his hand, cut a cigar, and said with a smile while ordering:

"Half of the audience who buy tickets for the next round of the stage will be Jinghai locals, we will give away tickets for free, this will be a stage that truly belongs to Cantonese songs.

Ah Xuan, you just need to sing the latest works of Mr. Lin and Mr. Wang, the scene is absolutely full, and it is not impossible to have a chorus when the atmosphere arrives. ”

Hearing Wang Tianjun's words, Wang Xuan's face beside the floor-to-ceiling window also showed a look of satisfaction, and he suddenly remembered something and asked:

"We're so big, will the others have an opinion?"

You must know that they are not the only capital behind the top ten talent singers.

Wang Tianjun lit his cigar and took a puff,

Said with a smile:

"Don't worry, this must have passed the gas ahead of schedule, share the cake... Everyone has to eat to share the cake, this round we only compete for the first place on the original stage, get the qualification for the final singing, and the first position on the popularity list is left to them to share. ”

"By the way, how's the preparation for your second song?"

Wang Xuan nodded and said with a smile, "It's okay, I listen to the new Cantonese song "Rainbow" written by the company's new songwriter and songwriter, and it took a lot of thought, and it can be placed behind Mr. Lin's song "Wind and Rain Life" to have an echo." ”

"That's good."

Wang Tianjun nodded with satisfaction, smiled and spat out his cigarette, "If you do a good job, add money, your father said that there is no money in this world and you can't do anything, if there is, it is not enough money." ”

Speaking of this, he got up and walked over and patted Wang Xuan on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Ah Xuan, there are two people in the Cantonese music world 'double unique' Lin Huang to help him, after tomorrow night, I dare to guarantee that your hot search will be all over the Internet, and there is no one in Jinghai who doesn't know you!" ”

Hearing Wang Tianjun's words, Wang Xuan, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down at the crowd on the ground, and his heart fluctuated inexplicably.

Inexplicably remembered the man who was on the hot search on Weibo a few days ago because of saving people, Wang Xuan couldn't help squinting slightly, and couldn't help but think with some pity in his heart:

Cherish this last piece of scenery.

hehe

This world...

Where are what heroes are needed.

......