Chapter 185 Let's work together

NOVUM is a renowned magazine considered the bible of the global fashion industry!

They...they actually came looking for me?!

Lu Yinzhao's heart pounded like a drum as she pondered her words, trying to figure out how to respond politely.

Just then, Bian Ji pushed the door open and came in. "Awake? Breakfast is ready, come and eat."

"..."

"Zhao Zhao?" Seeing that Lu Yin Zhao didn't speak and was just staring intently at her phone, Bian Ji called out again, "What's wrong..."

Lu Yinzhao raised his head, his face full of excitement.

Bian Ji: "?"

Lu Yinzhao was still wearing her pajamas when she took a quick step forward, jumped onto Bian Ji, and clung to him.

Bian Ji used a little force and quickly held Lu Yinzhao, who was like an octopus, firmly in place.

"Brother, I received an invitation from the editor-in-chief of NOVUM!" Lu Yinzhao was jumping for joy, his whole body, including his hair.

Bian Ji was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

NOVUM is very famous, and Bian Ji is naturally well aware of its prestige in the fashion and entertainment industries.

"Congratulations, Zhao Zhao, your wish has come true. Everything is for the best." Bian Ji sincerely congratulated Lu Yin Zhao.

Lu Yinzhao happily cupped Bian Ji's face in his hands and kissed him hard, making quite a loud noise.

Bian Ji's smile held a mixture of helplessness and doting affection. "No matter how excited you are, you have to eat breakfast first."

He simply didn't put her down, and carried Lu Yinzhao to the restaurant like a child.

Lu Yinzhao was indeed overjoyed; his mind was now completely occupied with work.

Even when Bian Ji pushed breakfast in front of him, he still shook his head and swayed.

"I have to get back to work soon, I'll have Lao Lin take you home," Bian Ji said slowly, sipping his coffee.

"Okay! Got it! You should do your best too! Let's work hard together!"

Lu Yinzhao now feels that the future is bright and promising, and a bigger stage awaits them.

...

After finishing breakfast, Bian Ji left first, and Lu Yinzhao, after refining his words, finally replied to the email.

I am honored to receive your email, and I am especially grateful for your attention to my work exhibited at an overseas photography exhibition. This recognition is of great significance to me.

I would be very happy to accept your invitation and look forward to working with your team on this project.

After clicking send, Lu Yinzhao threw herself onto the bed and rolled around a few times.

Then he calmly sat up and looked in the mirror.

"Lu Yinzhao, Lu Yinzhao, you need to calm down. You're a seasoned photographer now, so you must be composed!"

Lu Yinzhao mentally cleansed himself in front of the mirror, then straightened his clothes before going downstairs, getting into the car arranged by Bian Ji, and safely returning to the Yunshui Villa area.

Coincidentally, both Yin Song and Lu Wenyan were at home.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home!"

"Zhao Zhao? Aren't you abroad?" Yin Song looked at his son with surprise as he entered the room.

"Isn't it because I'm in a hurry to get home to take pictures of you two? Since you've already given the order, how could I dare not comply..." Lu Yinzhao said with a grin.

"You must be exhausted. Go and have some water." Yin Song looked at her son with heartache. "Baby, your face has gotten thinner. You looked better when you had a little baby fat."

“Yes!” Lu Wenyan chimed in, “You probably haven’t been eating well abroad, have you? Dad will cook you a nice lunch today. Nothing beats the comfort of eating at home when you’re away from home.”

Lu Yinzhao said, "I'm fine now, so don't worry about me. I'll take good care of myself!"

Yin Song sighed softly, "Zhao Zhao, seeing you so busy with your beloved career makes your father and mother both proud and gratified, but we also don't want you to suffer too much. No profession is easy. Although your mother doesn't know as much about photography as you do, I know you must have put in a lot of effort to prepare your work for the international exhibitions..."

Looking at Yin Song's loving eyes, Lu Yinzhao felt a lump in her throat. "Mom, I don't feel tired at all. I think this is the happiest time of my life. Thank you and Dad for your guidance and support. I..."

"Alright, alright, you two, stop with the sentimental stuff!" Lu Wenyan pressed Lu Yinzhao down onto the sofa and gently patted his shoulder.

Yin Song also smiled through his tears: "Supporting your career is what our whole family should do. We are your most loyal fans and your support!"

"Son, go ahead and do it boldly, go out and make your mark. My son, Lu Wenyan, will surely be an outstanding person, hahaha!" Lu Wenyan laughed heartily.

Lu Yinzhao: "..."

The touching atmosphere was ruined by Dad's familiar laughter.

Afterwards, Lu Yinzhao enjoyed a delicious lunch at home, prepared by her parents.

"Are they all working?" Lu Yinzhao asked.

"I don't know, don't worry about them. It's good enough if we can get together once a year anyway." Lu Wenyan didn't care about his other children and looked at his youngest son with a loving expression.

"Zhaozhao, what are your plans for summer vacation? Do you want to travel?" Yin Song asked casually.

"I'm not thinking about going out for fun for now. I want to continue improving my photography skills so that I can better plan my upcoming photography work during this break," Lu Yinzhao said.

"That's fine. Since you're busy, your dad and I will go on a trip by ourselves," Yin Song said with a smile.

“Go ahead, go ahead! You and Dad have finally had some free time these past few years, it’s time to enjoy life,” Lu Yinzhao said.

Nowadays, Lu Wenyan is a very family-oriented husband. He now directs a film purely based on fate. He is only willing to put in the effort to start a project if the script truly touches his heart.

Yin Song is the same. Over the years, she has basically completed all the stage performances she wanted to do when she was young, and now she has returned to her own life.

Her wish for the rest of her life is to hold a concert every two or three years, so that she can give back to her fans from time to time.

"Just before you go on your trip, I quickly took some photos for you. Dad, I'll arrange the couple photos you wanted this afternoon."

“You just got back, why don’t you get some rest? Dad’s not in a rush,” Lu Wenyan said.

“It’s alright, I’m just killing time anyway, and besides…” Lu Yinzhao laughed, “How could serving my parents be tiring? I’d be more than happy to do it.”

No wonder Lu Wenyan and Yin Song like Zhao Zhao the most. This child has been sweet-talking since she was a child, and every word she says can touch their hearts and make them very happy.

"Okay! I'll do whatever you say, Mr. Photographer Lu!"

*

On the other side.

The recording of "Chasing the Stars" is still ongoing.

Back at work, Bian Ji became meticulous again.

During this recording, there were audience and media judges invited by the production team in the audience.

Their mentors also score each contestant based on their performance.

The contestant's score will be a composite score from all three parties.

There will be a commentary session after each contestant's performance.

The production team has a general plan for this, which is that the mentors themselves decide: one group will be the encouragement group, and the other will be the critical commentary group.

Bian Ji didn't need to listen to any script arranged by the director team.

Good is good, and bad is bad; he never lies about music.

So, with everyone else tacitly agreeing, Bian Ji was naturally assigned to the "sharp commentary" faction.

So far, no one has escaped Bian Ji's clutches.

He always manages to point out the contestants' problems very sharply, leaving everyone present speechless.

The contestants may initially feel resentful, but gradually they will yearn for Bian Jirui's critique.

Because almost every student who received guidance from Bian Ji identified their own problems, and with subsequent correct practice, they all improved.

The players felt that being coached by Bian Ji was an incredibly good thing.

They learned master classes that they couldn't afford to attend outside, but they learned them on this variety show. How could they not be happy?

Even if we are ultimately eliminated, it will still be worth it.

This trip was definitely worthwhile.

“Wei Xiu, your vocal transitions in the chorus were all off-key. You thought it was because you didn’t find your breath control, but that’s not the case at all. When you sang this line, you didn’t emphasize the right note, so your vocal cords weren’t open, and the transitions were naturally stuck.”

“Deng Hang, your body is too tense. You’re like a guitar with its strings twisted too tight. You need to relax a little. Imagine you’re shouting for someone on the beach. Your voice should be projected out, not squeezed out.”

"Chu Yongjia, when you sang the last line, your Adam's apple was almost touching your chin. Don't treat singing like a tug-of-war, and don't hold all your breath in your throat. Next time you practice, hold your saliva in your mouth and sing with your head tilted back. First, correct the habit of singing with your breath in your throat, and then talk about the emotional expression."

"Tang Xiangming, this isn't singing. You're just humming a couple of lines while reciting the lyrics. The chorus needs to be upbeat, not slumped over. Try touching your chest and feel the vibration. Don't swallow your breath. If you sound like you haven't eaten next time, go backstage and have a bowl of noodles before you come up again."

The mentors: "..."

Media judges: "..."

The audience: "..."

The contestants: "Okay! Teacher Bian Ji! We definitely won't let you down on the next stage!"

The other mentors actually felt that these contestants had performed very well, each of them exceeding expectations.

They thought Bian Ji wouldn't be so harsh today, but he was still as strict as ever.

Even when the contestants performed quite well, Bian Ji was still able to accurately hear the flaws in their performances, which they genuinely admired.

Nowadays, more and more celebrities are afraid to express their opinions in front of the camera. Any slightly subjective opinions are easily amplified and nitpicked.

"Bian Ji's fearless spirit is very much like mine when I was young, and I like it."

"Then why were you smiling so hypocritically in front of the camera just now? If you're so brave, why don't you tell the truth?"

"Sigh, I'm getting old. I can't be shrewd anymore. The director is watching. If we were all like Bian Ji, would this show even continue? Some of these contestants have almost surpassed my exposure..."

"That's true. It's good that Bian Ji is willing to be the 'bad guy' and scold those complacent young people. Otherwise, the top ten candidates will be terrible."

Bian Ji didn't care about other people's discussions and opinions. He only said what he heard. As for how the contestants and the audience would criticize him, that was none of his business.

Anyway, scolding him won't hurt him.

No one knew that Bian Ji was only thinking about getting off work right now; he needed to speed up his comments to make the recording process even faster.

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Author's Note: Zhao Zhao: Sweet-talking. [Lower-eared rabbit head]

Ah Ji: Sharp-tongued. [Shrugs]