Fang Yang, a struggling bar singer, soul-transferred into a parallel universe where he inherited a dying website and a music academy, graduating from a student who lost both parents. He revived th...
Fang Yang was about to sign an autograph when he heard Zhang Qirui's words and almost snapped the pen in two. This Zhang Qirui would do anything for ratings. Although he had already said he would sing a new song at the awards ceremony, was it really okay to announce it now?
Fortunately, they had already walked the red carpet, otherwise Fang Yang was afraid that the fans at the scene would break through the security line and rush in. Seeing the fans and reporters who had gone crazy, Fang Yang trembled and quickly pulled Zheng Xiuli into the stadium. They were really going crazy!
Guo Kun, a top singer who entered right after Fang Yang, was in an awkward situation. Not only did the host Zhang Qirui not notice his entrance, but the fans and reporters standing next to him also ignored his presence. Everyone was still shouting that Fang Yang had already entered the stadium. Damn it, he's nowhere to be seen. What are you all still shouting for?
Fortunately, Zhang Qirui quickly made amends. Just as Guo Kun was walking quickly to the middle of the red carpet, wanting to end this grueling journey as soon as possible, Zhang Qirui's words arrived just in time: "The handsome and cool guy below is our Guo Kun. Kun Kun, who has now entered the first-tier singer ranks, also has a very high level of achievement in the field of basketball and is deeply loved by fans."
"At the same time, our Kun Kun has amazing skills in singing and dancing, and has left behind many works that are loved by fans."
Upon hearing Zhang Qirui's introduction, Guo Kun quickened his pace. "Damn it, you said a lot of nice things to Fang Yang, but you don't even want to introduce the song title to me? Or is it that the song title makes it unnecessary for you to introduce it?"
Zhang Qirui was also extremely embarrassed, as he couldn't recall what Guo Kun's representative works were. He was a top-tier singer, so what were his representative works again?
The reporters, finally realizing what was happening, turned their cameras on Guo Kun. However, having just witnessed Fang Yang's masculine beauty, it felt a little off to focus the camera on Guo Kun's powdered face, especially since he was wearing lipstick and earrings today!
At least half of the shots, after a brief close-up, immediately turned towards the entrance of the red carpet, eagerly anticipating who would be the next person to enter.
Guo Kun, who had been observing the reporter out of the corner of his eye, turned pale with anger. He had always had a smooth career and was adored by others since his debut, and had never experienced such humiliation and anger. Even though he was only there to get on camera and the spot was bought by his company through connections, he still had hundreds of millions of fans!
Guo Kun's eyes twitched when he caught sight of fans holding up signs supporting him in a secluded spot. Although he hadn't been nominated this time, what was with only thirty or forty fans showing up to support him? Didn't they say they had hundreds of millions of fans? Is this all?
Guo Kun, feeling like he'd been hit with a million bullets, quickened his pace to the autograph wall and signed his name, ignoring the reporters' interviews. Things seemed to have changed; the decreasing number of roles he was taking on in recent months was a clear indication of this. Before, Guo Kun was always greeted by enthusiastic fans at the airport, but now it seemed like his fan base had shrunk a little, though Guo Kun never admitted it.
Fang Yang, guided by the staff, led Zheng Xiuli to sit down in the second row. As for Zhu Laosan and the others, Fang Yang had just glanced at them and found that they were all sitting in the sixth row. Well, that made sense, since they were already behind-the-scenes staff. If it weren't for the nomination, they probably wouldn't even have had the right to come in.
Just as Fang Yang sat down with Zheng Xiuli, he heard someone call out from the side, "President Fang, it's been a long time!"
Fang Yang turned his head and saw Zhang Ze, whom he had met once at Shanghai TV station. He was pleasantly surprised and said, "Teacher Zhang, it's been a long time! How have you been?"
Zhang Ze laughed and said, "It's just the same old story. Compared to the storm that President Fang stirred up, my side can only be described as calm and peaceful."
"Teacher Zhang is too modest. I heard a few days ago that your movie 'Yau Ma Tei Horror' is about to be released. I heard that the early reviews are quite good. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to wish you great success in the box office!"
Zhang Ze patted Fang Yang with a smile, "Alright, let's not beat around the bush. If there's a suitable role for me, you must invite me. As long as I have a role available, I'll respond to your call without hesitation."
"Don't worry, Teacher Zhang, there will definitely be opportunities. This year's projects are just a few low-budget films to test the waters; there will definitely be opportunities for collaboration in the future."
Zhang Ze patted Fang Yang's shoulder hard, "Good brother!"
Fang Yang chuckled and chatted with Zhang Ze about nothing in particular. Zhang Ze was also very popular in Hong Kong, working in film, television, and music, and had achieved great success in all three. Especially in the film industry, his tough image was deeply rooted in people's hearts. The only problem was that his price was too high, which made Fang Yang stay in low-budget films and avoid them as much as possible.
Gradually, the first row of seats was filled. Fang Yang glanced around and saw that they were all big names in the music industry, including superstars. This was the Chinese Golden Melody Awards ceremony; it would be difficult to gather so many big names in other occasions.
Principal Ma and Professor Chen from the Central Conservatory of Music entered almost at the very last minute, leaving Fang Yang no time to go up and greet them. Hosts Yang Peng and Qi Lu had already taken the stage to give their welcome speeches!
Seeing that the camera was focused on the two hosts on stage, Zhang Ze whispered in Fang Yang's ear, "The Chinese Golden Melody Awards are now considered the top pop music awards in the domestic music industry."
Fang Yang asked in confusion, "Isn't there also the Golden Bell Award?"
Zhang Ze shook his head, "The Golden Bell Awards lean towards instrumental music, while the Golden Melody Awards are the real carnival for pop music."
Fang Yang thought about it and realized that it was indeed true. Moreover, the other two Golden Melody Awards were only local, while the Chinese Golden Melody Awards were open to the entire Chinese-speaking region and had the greatest influence.
"Teacher Zhang, with your abilities, you will definitely win the grand prize."
Zhang Ze shook his head. "I haven't released many songs this year. I'm just here to accompany you and join in the fun. But compared to your amazing album, I guess most people are just here to make up the numbers this year."
Fang Yang smiled sheepishly, "Teacher Zhang really thinks too highly of me. My success is purely due to the support of my fans and their spontaneous promotion."
Zhang Ze pointed to the row of superstars sitting in front of him and said, "Look at the row in front of you. Every single one of them has twice or even twice as many fans as you. Even at their peak, whose albums could compete with yours in sales? What does this show? Quality is king!"
Zhang Ze, looking somewhat excited, paused slightly as the camera seemed to be moving towards him. After the camera turned away, he said, "In previous years, many people relied on fans for support, but you broke that pattern. Haven't you noticed a trend of silence among popular celebrities this year?"
Fang Yang shook his head, "I haven't noticed that. I'm immersed in filming every day, so I don't have the time or energy to pay attention to this!"
Zhang Ze smacked his lips. "You're a director and the company owner, so you're self-sufficient and don't feel it. But those of us on set feel differently. This year is tough for traffic stars. Several movies and TV series starring them have flopped. If this continues, the veteran actors will regain the upper hand."
Fang Yang touched his nose, "Is it my fault?"