"If someone is chosen, I will definitely publish it." Li Zhaoyang felt that there was no better time to publish it than now.
Once the evidence of the crime is exposed, all the disadvantages will be reversed.
At this point, concluding with the sentimental phenomenon "Decent" would push the reputation of Sunset to a climax.
It will also plunge a star's career and reputation into the abyss.
“Look, Teacher Zhaoyang has said so.” Bian Ling’er said coquettishly, clinging to her father’s arm. “The more this is the case, the more we should stand up instead of backing down. Dad, you should think of it this way: if we support Teacher Zhaoyang this time, he will owe us a favor.”
"well……"
Manager Bian sighed and rubbed his forehead: "Alright, alright, my daughter has grown up, and I, as her father, can't control her anymore. But let me make this clear: if this media storm involves you, don't come crying to me later."
No, it won't.
After watching her father leave, Bian Ling'er ran over and asked, "Teacher Zhaoyang, what type of song are we recording this time?"
"Go back to your office first, I'll send you the audio file later."
Li Zhaoyang was somewhat envious of the girl's personality; she was straightforward and cheerful.
fine.
Although her singing skills are not as good as Zhao Anlan's.
but.
Choice is more important than ability.
Moreover, Bian Ling'er's learning ability is not bad either, and she will not be worse than Zhao Anlan in the future.
"Okay, I'll go back to the artist department first."
...
Starway Company.
"Hehe, hahaha, the sunset is getting anxious."
After reading the official response from the evening glow, Chen Tianyi, sitting in his office chair, smoked a cigarette with a look of pure enjoyment on his face.
I was so worried about the singing competition the other day.
Right now, all I want to do is sit back and watch the sunset while the battle rages on.
"Tianyi, should we release the video now?" Zhao Shanshan crossed her arms. "It's about time the public outcry exploded. Let's end this sooner so we can start preparing for the next ranking event."
"Okay, let's release it now and give Wanxia a big surprise." Chen Tianyi puffed out a cigarette, looking relaxed. "This time, I want to see how Wanxia will choose. Will she continue to blacklist him like last time and secretly let Li Zhaoyang develop, or will she kick him out of the music industry?"
"The video has been released," Zhao Shanshan said with a smile.
After a while, the female secretary knocked on the door.
"Come in."
"Director, everything's arranged with my brother. When do we take action?"
"Let the public opinion build up for half an hour first, and then let your brother enter the fray when it's at its fiercest. I have a feeling that this public opinion might just bring down Wanxia, our competitor."
Chen Tianyi was still quite willing to see his competitors fall.
With one less competitor, we can get a bigger slice of this big pie.
Just two days ago, he faced the risk of retiring at an early age, but today, the situation has completely reversed, and Chen Tianyi is going to use this move to climb even higher!
"Okay, I'll pass the word on right away." The female secretary smiled, her smiles similar to those of Chen Tianyi and Zhao Shanshan, a smile that suggested they were in cahoots.
...
"Dignity?"
The melancholic melody from the headphones still lingered in Bian Ling'er's ears.
Just a few minutes ago, Li Zhaoyang sent over a presentable audio file, which I listened to with great interest.
After listening, the girl remained silent for more than ten minutes.
She wept silently.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
She was amazed by the elegant melody and lyrics.
The phrase "A breakup should be dignified, and no one should apologize" sent chills down her spine, making every inch of her skin and every pore feel cold.
Is Zhaoyang really the kind of person Xingtu described, capable of creating works that resonate with people?
Bian Ling'er realized that the song's popularity was probably, possibly, perhaps? extremely terrifying, so she immediately jumped off her computer chair and ran towards her father's office with small, quick steps.
Fearing that the audio files might be leaked, Bian Ling'er turned back and closed her email.
Recently, Sister Anlan and her agent have been coming to my office to discuss album matters. Sometimes it's good to be cautious.
"Dad, Dad, Dad!"
"Ling'er, what's wrong?" Zhao Anlan poked half her head out from the office not far away.
Bian Ling'er did not answer.
Hua Nongying's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cheerful laugh: "An Lan, didn't you hear that Ling'er and Li Zhaoyang have agreed to collaborate on a new song? Xingtu just released some bombshell news. It's true, Li Zhaoyang's label as a domestic abuser has been confirmed. Tsk tsk, why does Ling'er need to get involved in this mess at this critical juncture?"
"Huh?" Zhao Anlan quickly pulled her head back to check if the bombshell news released by Starway was true.
She knew Li Zhaoyang; he wasn't the type to commit domestic violence. What's wrong with him lately?
As expected.
She was stunned after watching the latest video released by Starway.
I don't know if it was the camera angle, but at first it seemed like Zhao Shanshan was thinking of making peace? No, it should be that she wanted to talk to Li Zhaoyang.
For some reason, Li Zhaoyang pushed Zhao Shanshan hard, causing her to hit the wall, and then she mumbled a lot of gibberish.
The only thing that could be clearly heard was that Zhao Shanshan was not only pushed, but also slapped, and even said that Li Zhaoyang threatened her.
The video is wrong. Li Zhaoyang didn't seem to say any of those things at all; it was Zhao Shanshan talking to herself.
However, given how things have developed, whether or not to speak out is no longer important.
"There's no place for him in the music industry anymore." Zhao Anlan was glad she hadn't acted impulsively that morning; self-preservation was the wisest course of action.
It's just a pity for Ling'er, she's so naive and hasn't been toughened up by society enough.
"Sigh... Ling'er." In the supervisor's office, Old Bian watched his daughter rush in, already understanding what was happening:
“Zhao Shanshan’s video angle is too tricky. Zhao Yang did not hit her, but the die is cast. This video may affect you. If you want to refuse now, your father can help you find Zhao Yang.”
"No, Father, that's not what I meant." Bian Ling'er's expression was very strange, as if she had been crying.
"You're crying? Who bullied you?" Manager Bian sat up straight, his face contorted with rage. "Did those keyboard warriors come here to attack you?"
"No..." Bian Ling'er stepped back and closed the door, opened her email on her phone, and clicked on one of the encrypted audio files: "Dad, do you think this song is very popular?"
"What song? Is it the new song Zhaoyang is going to record?" Manager Bian listened intently with a strange expression.
That melancholic, oppressive, and suffocating melody, like a divine arrow with maximum penetrating power, relentlessly attacked the fortress that had already been built deep within Manager Bian's heart.
A memory that should have been forgotten was, for some reason, picked up again after the "fortress of the mind" was breached.
The image of his ex-girlfriend, who was also his first love, floated into Manager Bian's mind, but her face was so blurry that no matter how hard he tried to recall it, he could not remember the face of his first love that had amazed him throughout his youth.
"cough……"
Manager Bian was caught off guard by the song and started coughing violently. He picked up the throat-soothing tea on the table and took a big gulp before he came to his senses.
His eyes, though unfocused, held a hint of sadness.
"This song...was written by Zhaoyang?"
Manager Bian, in an almost interrogative tone, realized his tone was a bit harsh and lowered his voice to ask, "Was it written by Zhaoyang?"
"Yes." Bian Ling'er nodded: "Is this song very popular?"
The quality of "decent" is no less than that of "disappointment" or "counting the bottom"; both are at a very high level.
However, in terms of audience and popularity, Bian Ling'er felt that being decent might require... indiscriminate killing.
Because she was inexperienced and lacked judgment, she wanted to ask her father what his attitude was.
"I'll listen to it again, and you can send it directly to my email."
A minute later, Manager Bian put on his headphones and listened attentively.
I listened to it a second time.
Manager Bian coughed twice more: "Ling'er, you can go out now."
I listened to it for the third time while alone in the office.
A few minutes later, Supervisor Bian burst into tears.
Listen to it for the fourth time.
Manager Bian, a man in his forties approaching fifty, had his last line of defense broken.
For many people, their ex is their first love.
Do you understand the destructive power of an ex compared to your first love?
That's my ideal woman!
"I……"
Manager Bian became somewhat incoherent: "Zhaoyang...who exactly are you?"
"Knock knock knock".
Ling'er knocked on the door.
The first thing he said when he came in was, "Dad, were you crying?"
"No, I didn't."
"Are you thinking about your ex? I'm going to tell Mom!"
"Is your skin itchy?"
"Then tell me, what do you think of this song?"
I can't judge this song.
"Huh? Even you can't judge?"
Manager Bian said helplessly, "Personally speaking, this song has reached a phenomenal level in my heart. It is simply a bombshell in sad music. It can resonate with many people and its popularity will definitely be very high. It is no less than 'Xiao Chou' or 'Countdown'. As for how popular it will be, I don't know."
When he said these words, Lao Bian was already very excited, and his body was visibly trembling.
Perhaps it was the awakening of the white moonlight that had disappeared into the cold years that made this man reveal his tender side.
"Teacher Zhaoyang's talent for lyrics and music is truly amazing."
"Yes, honey, give this song a good performance. We'll see if we should release it now, or wait until the storm has passed before releasing it. Respecting the public opinion will allow you to reach a whole new level."
Stardom disgusts me!
Manager Bian became angrier the more he thought about it. If it weren't for the whole "star career" thing, his daughter would have been the undisputed winner of this year's Best Newcomer Award, thanks to her decent appearance and the popularity of the "Princess in a Long Dress".
Sigh... If this hadn't happened, Zhao Yang's first choice would have been Zhao Anlan.
Is this considered lucky or unlucky?
It's lucky!
“If you can get through this hurdle with Zhaoyang, you will be the singer he chooses to collaborate with in the future,” Manager Bian added.
"Uh-huh."
"You go and familiarize yourself with the song first, I have to go to a meeting."
"Uh-huh."
...
Outside the top-floor conference room.
All major shareholders and key members received the notification.
Today's meeting was initiated by the vice president reporting to his supervisor, who then reported directly to the chairman.
That is, the top leader of the evening glow.
The main problem is that this public opinion incident has become too big. If the top leader doesn't come out to support them, things will really get chaotic.
"What's going on? Things were just getting better, and then this happens again."
"I didn't know before that Zhaixing was Li Zhaoyang. After watching the video released by Xingtu, I even doubted that I was a member of Wanxia."
"How will the top leader handle this?"
"Should Li Zhaoyang be blacklisted?"
"Ban my ass! Li Zhaoyang has already been banned. Besides, our Wanxia is a very humane company. Those two classic songs of his generated huge profits for the company. The profits from those two songs are almost equivalent to those of a dozen or even twenty songs. Now that something has happened, all they want to do is kick Zhaoyang out?"
"Let's stop talking and see what the top leader decides."
Dozens of people gradually arrived outside the conference room.
Among them are familiar faces such as Song Yuqin, Xiao Zhang, and Lao Bian.
Upon entering the conference room, the director saw the top leader sitting at the head of the conference table.
Her face was dignified, and even without speaking, she exuded an aura of authority that only a person in a superior position could possess.
The outfit, paired with bohemian-style clothes and boots, exudes a free, romantic, and unrestrained feel.
This strong woman once single-handedly entered the music industry and was able to start a medium-sized music company solely through her own efforts, demonstrating her absolute strength.
"Chairman." After everyone entered, they took their seats and greeted him.
Once everyone had arrived, the woman asked directly, "Is Zhaixing really Li Zhaoyang?"
"Yes," Song Yuqin answered first.
"Do you have a solution?" the top leader asked again, getting straight to the point without uttering a single unnecessary word.
After all, everyone is very busy, and the situation is urgent, so we should keep it brief as much as possible.
"Yes." Song Yuqin briefly explained her plan: "I had already issued a response, and not long after, Xingtu released another video. Everyone here is a smart person. The shooting angle in the video released by Xingtu was too tricky. If you look closely, you will find that Li Zhaoyang did not hit Zhao Shan at all..."
"I don't want to hear any of this," the top leader interrupted directly. "Tell me the solution."
Song Yuqin paused for two seconds before continuing, "I've already asked Li Zhaoyang to go to the property management office to check the security camera footage at the entrance. The footage proves that Li Zhaoyang didn't hit Zhao Shanshan at all; at most, he pushed her."
"I want to hear a solution!" The top leader's tone gradually turned cold: "Xiao Song, as the director, you should understand that once a media storm starts, the truth becomes irrelevant. Even if you capture those surveillance videos and post them online, the effect will be negligible."
The top leader hit the nail on the head, revealing the core issue of this incident.
The directors and key personnel nodded in agreement.
Indeed, when a storm of public opinion arises, who cares about the truth?
They all thought they could just vent their frustrations first, since there was no need to pay any price.
Xiao Bian from the Artists Department, Xiao Zhang from the Composition Department, Xiao Qin from the Contract Department, and Xiao Lin from the Publicity Department all looked nervously at their director.
The atmosphere is too dangerous right now.
Song Yuqin opened her mouth as if to say something, but found that the dangerous atmosphere had been broken.
"Chairman." The top leader's secretary rushed in, his face pale, as if he had just gone through a major battle.
"What is it?" the top leader asked.
"Downstairs... there's trouble downstairs," the secretary replied.
"Call security!" The top leader thought it was something urgent.
"No... they came to demand an explanation from Wanxia, saying that we, Wanxia, deceived the audience and are fraudsters."
The top leader squinted, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down.
Sure enough, a large, dense crowd was seen gathered outside the building.
A rough estimate puts the number at least two to three hundred.
Passersby and vehicles stopped to watch the commotion, curious to know what was going on.
The road was about to be completely blocked.
"What the hell?" Supervisor Bian shouted, "This is disturbing the peace!"
"It's more serious than I thought." Song Yuqin underestimated the storm of public opinion this time.
She never expected things to escalate to the point where someone would come up and block the door.
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