Chapter 179 180 Regret, Mysterious Composer
Most of the netizens came here to see the excitement, and the vast majority of them did not know Dean Jian.
But there were professionals in the comment area who provided popular science, and there were vivid comparisons.
People who did not study art or mix in this field may not know what the status of the dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music is, but if you compare it with the president of Jiangjing University, everyone will know it clearly.
Yan Yu has a 3S+ drama to be broadcast, and in addition, there are three songs that have made a name for themselves in the domestic music industry this year.
No one would have thought that the unknown arranger would be someone like Jian Zhongyou who is out of the entertainment circle. Jian Zhongyou can be said to be a master, an artist who can perform at national performances.
Perhaps many netizens still cannot imagine Dean Jian's status in national music.
But An Qi and his group who had been to the Conservatory of Music knew very well that An Qi's agent had a crazy feeling, and his hands were shaking: "...Yan Lu's arrangement was done by him? From the first song? Why has Yan Lu never hyped it up?"
This is not in line with common sense.
An Qi went to Jiangjing University to attend a class, and bought many marketing accounts. Yan Lu said that this was arranged by Jian Zhongyou, and Wang Xin didn't buy water soldiers and marketing accounts for marketing?
He is the same as most netizens.
The arranger is Jian Zhongyou, so who can be compared with Jian Zhongyou in composing lyrics and music? An Qi's agent clicked on Dean Jian's follow.
Short video apps are suitable for the elderly, so Dean Jian is often active on video apps. This is his first time to register on Weibo, and he only follows three people on the account.
Yan Lu, the official Weibo account of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music. An Qi looked at the last one -
the account with the gray-white system avatar "Pick".
The Weibo account was obviously newly registered and had not posted on Weibo, but it already had 100,000 fans.
Next to him, An Qi also stood up in disbelief: "The arranger is Dean Jian..."
Then everything makes sense.
"Yes, he also follows Yan Lu," An Qi's agent was a little distraught, "No wonder, no wonder Wang Xinning was willing to let Yan Lu be suppressed, and did not post a clarification Weibo, and even let Yan Lu lose "A Perfect Day"..."
This time they made a desperate bet, and their side lost completely. The millions of funds invested in the early stage were completely converted into traffic for Yan Lu.
That's...
an old artist who is the top of Chinese music, an artistic height that even the poorest people in the entertainment industry can never reach in their lifetime.
Thinking of the marketing that An Qi did because he had attended classes at Jiangjing Music, the agent couldn't help but look at Man Xi on the side. Man Xi is a first-line actress created by Time Entertainment. At the beginning, he also let An Qi and Yan Lu break up and chose Man Xi because of Man Xi's popularity.
Now, the agent began to regret it.
If Yan Lu hadn't been backstabbed at that time, An Qi would also have a share of this popularity now, right?
Is there a chance to let Dean Jian compose music for An Qi...
Some ideas are out of control once they appear, and Man Xi, who was standing on the side, also felt this.
**
Xiangcheng.
After Xin Jie finished her phone call with Mei Yi, she confirmed the filming location and celebrity guests with the director team of "Come on Friends".
"With Teacher Mei Yi here, you won't be too stressed," Xin Jie came back from the yard with her phone, "You can film here, right? The program team may need to set a script for you."
"Script?" Bai Xi heard for the first time that variety shows also require scripts, and she looked up in surprise.
Sister Xin was helpless, "There is only one celebrity guest, Mei Yi, and the guests from other groups should have several friends in the circle. Yan Yu's daily life is boring. Other artists watch shows, have many friends, and talk about life. She reads books and learns acting skills from her teacher every day. I am afraid that she will invite Mei Yi back and read books with Mei Yi for two days. Do you think the audience can watch them read books for two hours?"
Sister Xin looked at Bai Xi. Since she met Bai Xi, Yan Yu reads books more diligently than the average senior high school student.
In the trailer of "Da Yong", most of the shots of Yan Yu were of her reading books, reading scripts, and observing her predecessors.
"Take them to visit Wutong Street." Bai Xi suggested.
However, as a phenomenal tourist street, there are always many people there, which may not be suitable for long-term recording of programs.
Bai Di tilted her head to look at Yan Lu, tapping the table with her fingertips, and began to think slowly.
Perhaps because she felt that she had not kept an eye on Zhang Shize, Bai Di had been feeling guilty about the year he had been in prison, and she was even more concerned about Yan Lu and Zhang's mother.
Sister Xin's cell phone rang again.
It was the boss of Time Entertainment. As soon as the call was answered, the other party's cheerful voice rang, "Sister Xin, look at you, why didn't you tell me earlier that the arranger teacher was Dean Jian..."
The boss politely called "Sister Xin".
Wang Xin was stunned at this moment. She didn't know about Jiang Fuli's plan with Dean Jian. After hearing what the boss said, she knew that Dean Jian must have clarified it on the Internet.
She responded with a few words, and the boss said that he would introduce a few more "friends" in the circle to Yan Yu to help Yan Yu record the program, but Wang Xin refused.
"Well, I'll talk to my friends and let Yan Yu appear in two more episodes," the boss didn't mind. "By the way, the music is arranged by Dean Jian, who is the teacher of lyrics and music?"
He was asking for information.
Regardless of the upcoming drama, people in the circle know that Yan Yu is popular enough just by singing. The quality of the lyrics and music, and Dean Jian's arrangement, there is really no one in the music circle who can be compared with him recently.
Sister Xin's eyes fell on Bai Xi and changed the subject.
The boss of Time Entertainment was also very interested and didn't ask more questions.
She was on the phone. Xiaotian and Huang didn’t receive any push notifications from Weibo, but they received inquiries from countless friends on WeChat.
Huang opened her phone and saw her friend who was also working in the same industry——
[Yan Yu’s arranger is the dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music? Damn, you actually hid such a big inside story from me! I was worried about you for two days! ]
[Da Huang, I’m really angry (smile)]
Huang: “……???”
Ah? ? ?
**
Ten o’clock in the evening.
Blackwater Street Bar.
Bai Su sat on a high stool, slowly lowering his head to write the test paper.
"The first batch of veteran Chinese medicine practitioners will soon be able to get their licenses," Mao Kun knocked on the bar, signaling the bartender to give him a cocktail. "Xiao Qi hasn't come back yet, and drugstores in first-tier cities have refused to sell Guyuan Paste."
Guyuan Paste has low profits, and the market is also deliberately suppressing it, but it sells well in Xiangcheng with locals and tourists.
The rest rely on Mao Kun's ability to bring goods in the fighting arena, but the drugs used in the fighting arena are too strong to enter the ordinary people's market.
"But he said he wanted to do something serious..." Mao Kun didn't understand these.
"The Luo family is the king of domestic medicine. They were financed by Country R and suppressed other Chinese medicine markets," Xue Chun came over with a plate and explained, "So Mr. Xiao Qi decided to open up the sinking market first, and only entered the rural areas and the pharmacies in the 18th-tier cities. He has already found dozens of distributors."
Everyone knows that Xiangcheng is buying up Chinese medicine on a large scale. Many people did not go out to work this year and stayed in Xiangcheng to grow herbal medicine.
Once the market is opened, everything else will be easy.
Bai Zhu was listening on the side, not quite understanding, but she understood after Xue Chun's explanation. This is a long-term battle.
Bai Zhu and Mao Kun can't help with this matter. Bai Zhu only asked them to learn a set of acupuncture techniques for myopia from her after they get their Chinese medicine certificates.
"I have a boxing match this Saturday," Mao Kun waited until the two of them finished chatting before he said to Bai Shi, "Sister, do you want to come and watch?"
Mao Kun rarely plays now, but the fighting arena took the initiative to invite him, after all, Mao Kun is very popular.
"Boxing match..." Bai Shi wrote a line of words under the light, and remembered what Sister Xin said, "Is it difficult to buy tickets for your boxing match?"
"That's for outsiders. I'm half a fighting arena person." Mao Kun took a sip of cocktail.
He didn't go to high school, but he was very curious. Do high school students have so much homework now?
Every time Bai Shi was the busiest, she had to write papers, and there were more papers.
Bai Shi finished writing, without checking, and slowly turned a page, "Can we bring people in to shoot?"
She explained that Yan Yu wanted to record a program.
Wutong Street is crowded, so Yan Lu can't walk around for long. But Heishui Street is full of international friends, and no one will know a little star from China.
There are also many interesting things.
Sister Xin just thinks Yan Lu is too boring and is worried that the show will not be good.
Mao Kun didn't know either. He chatted with the other party on his mobile phone, and then said to Bai Xi, "But they can only be given five tickets. However, they will be shown to the fighting arena after editing, because many things in Heishui Street cannot be shown to the public. I will let Xiao Wu follow them and they won't offend anyone."
Xiao Wu is now also a well-known second-rate guy in Heishui Street.
Five tickets, most of the staff who record the variety show cannot come.
"Okay." Bai Xi nodded.
Behind the two of them, Xue Chun returned to the bar, picked up a lemon, and thought silently in her heart -
letting the people who shoot the variety show come here, this is going to scare them to death...
"Are you leaving?" Bai Di suddenly remembered this, and she tilted her head to look at Xue Chun.
Xue Chun took out a bottle of wine from the back and was very respectful to Bai Di, "Mr. Xiao Qi asked me to go to Jiangjing to mix cocktails and learn something."
The bar has a branch in Jiangjing.
Bai Di watched Xue Chun smear the lemon on the rim of the glass and spun it smoothly in the air. The lights in the bar reflected Xue Chun's charming face, and her movements were chic and smooth.
Would this kind of wine taste better?
She picked up the wine that Xue Chun mixed for her.
It was very light, very different from the wine she had drunk before.
Next to him, the male bartender handed the drinks he had mixed to Mao Kun, feeling very aggrieved: "Mr. Mao, why does Miss Bai only drink the drinks mixed by Xuechun? Is it because I mixed bad drinks?"
Mao Kun looked at Xuechun, then at Bai Shi, "No, it could also be that you mixed bad drinks."
"..."
**
Thursday.
Xu Nanjing drove Bai Shi back to Qingshui Street.
In most cases, Xu Nanjing has replaced Ming Dongheng as Bai Shi's driver.
"We're going to watch the fights at Blackwater Street this Saturday," Xu Nanjing stopped the car at the intersection and looked at Bai Xi who was sitting in the back, "Sister Bai Xi, are you going? This is a rare opportunity, and I got it only because of Tochar."
The co-driver, Xiao Bingwen, who was reading Weibo, looked up and hesitated, "It's so bloody, let's forget it."
It was still a mess.
Xu Nanjing reacted, he looked at Bai Xi who was reading a book obediently in the rearview mirror, "That's right, sister Bai Xi, you should study hard."
Bai Xi said lazily, "Hmm."
Three songs by Yan Lu were playing in the car on repeat. It was connected to the Bluetooth by Xiao Bingwen. Xu Nanjing started the car. "You like Yan Lu so much?"
Xiao Bingwen returned to WeChat and sent a message to Liu Shuhe.
Xiao Bingwen: [Your teacher actually participated]
Liu Shuhe: [She is also capable. There are not many people who can get the teacher to arrange the music. I don’t know who the composer is]
"You don’t understand," Xiao Bingwen held the phone, "If you knew who arranged the music, you would be scared to death."
Xu Nanjing is not interested in the entertainment industry. He has been busy with the Charles incident recently, or thinking about how to solemnly introduce Bai Xi to the Xu family, or how to introduce his mother to Bai Xi.
There is a wall of information.
"Who is it?" Xu Nanjing replied indifferently.
"Dean Jian," Xiao Bingwen lowered his voice and answered mysteriously, "Shuhe's teacher."
"Ah?" Xu Nanjing had heard of these two people, but had never met them. He was very surprised, "He arranged music for a star?"
"Yes," Xiao Bingwen sighed, "Everyone is guessing who the mysterious composer is. He is definitely not inferior to Dean Jian. This matter has gone crazy in the Chinese music and entertainment circles."
Xiao Bingwen is familiar with Liu Shuhe and naturally understands music. The three songs of Yan Yu are so popular, which has already proved the ability of the composer.
After Dean Jian showed up, even Liu Shuhe and others were guessing which big shot wrote the lyrics and music, not to mention others.
Xu Nanjing was also surprised. He remembered something and explained to Bai Di who was behind him, "Dean Jian seems to be the great guzheng teacher. Sister Bai Di, when you go to Jiangjing, I have a surprise for you."
He remembered something Gao Yan told him.
In the back seat, Bai Xi slowly flipped a piece of paper.
The car arrived at Qingshui Street.
Bai Xi said goodbye to Xu Nanjing.
The yellow-haired man who was squatting and smoking next to the trash can on Qingshui Street stood up when he saw Bai Xi. He held the cigarette in his mouth and took out a few tickets from his pocket and gave them to Bai Xi.
Bai Xi reached out to take them.
In the car.
Xu Nanjing sat up straight when he saw Bai Xi in contact with a yellow-haired gangster. He saw the yellow-haired man handing something to Bai Xi.
"Hey," Xu Nanjing sat up straight, narrowed his eyes, and patted Xiao Bingwen on the shoulder, "Does the thing in her hand look familiar to you?"