Chapter 30 After the Show (2)
Ying Zhisheng woke up early and headed to the gym, where he slept on the treadmill with headphones on one ear. Lou Sheng also wanted to run, so he turned on another treadmill and let Gui run on it for fun.
As luck would have it, Sun Qing and Jiang Huoda were also there.
Jiang Huoda sat on the chest press machine, grinning. He couldn't lift the weights he usually used, even with all his might. He couldn't see Bashuo, who was giggling with excitement.
Just as Sun Qing was about to use the treadmill next to Ying Zhisheng, he was stopped: "I want to use this one, you use the other one."
Sun Qing took the towel handed to him by his assistant, thinking that Ying Zhisheng was deliberately picking on him. After becoming a celebrity, he was used to being the center of attention and wanted to get angry, but he had to put on a friendly attitude and build good relationships with others.
"Ying Zhisheng, my agent wants to invite you to collaborate with me on a stage."
Ying Zhisheng glanced at Lou Sheng who was chatting with the female ghost, and his lips straightened.
"If you just smile and look me in the eye a few more times on stage together, and post some photos of us rehearsing together, you'll easily get buzz and traffic. There's no need to use stinky tofu to attract attention. I can give you my top luxury endorsement."
In the entertainment industry, male celebrities are unable to break out of the circle without producing works, and those who hype up couples are hyping up couples, and those who sell homosexuality are selling homosexuality. This is a very profitable thing for both artists.
Lou Sheng turned his head to look at Sun Qing, and when he caught sight of Ying Zhisheng, his gaze quickly withdrew. He had no intention of continuing to chat with Zhou Qing about Madam You Qian, and quietly drifted to Ying Zhisheng's side.
Zhou Qing quietly followed, surprised. "No way, Ying Zhisheng isn't so poor that he's trying to attract attention. Eh? Is he talking about the stinky tofu that was placed in front of your memorial tablet, Brother Lou Sheng?"
"Netizens these days are so inquisitive about everything. They'll gossip about everything you eat." Lou Sheng recalled the days when the two of them squatted at the school gate, eating stinky tofu. Back then, Ying Zhisheng's fan base wasn't as large; it was mostly comprised of moms. There weren't paparazzi who would specifically follow Ying Zhisheng, and the internet wasn't as developed as it is today.
Ying Zhisheng finally responded to Sun Qing's monologue, saying coldly, "You'd better find someone else. I don't like working with others."
To maintain his popularity, Sun Qing has been participating in various variety shows and holding concerts one after another in recent years. However, his new songs have received mediocre responses, and attendance at his concerts has declined. Sometimes, while he's singing, Sun Qing can see awkwardly empty seats in the audience.
What is surprising is that Ying Zhisheng, who was once sitting firmly on the top and seemed out of reach, has been participating in activities frequently in the past two months to promote his new album. He has been on more than a dozen hot searches after recording just one episode.
Sun Qing secretly guessed that someone like Ying Zhisheng, who was self-righteous, was also a vulgar person, and was also fighting for traffic and status.
He exchanged glances with his assistant, then turned and left, lowering his head and wiping his face with a towel.
Lou Sheng floated away again, hanging from the ceiling. Bashuo and Zhou Qing followed suit.
"Hey, you said before that Ying Zhisheng has a crush on you, and now I believe it." Zhou Qing started to tie her hair while hanging upside down, still curious: "Did he confess to you? Did you agree?" Could this be the legendary love story between a human and a ghost?
"No way." Lou Sheng felt upset when he mentioned this. "We can't even be together when we're alive, let alone when we're dead."
"This babble-talking kid keeps following Jiang Huoda around. Is he his protégé? It's so disappointing to see so many actors and singers these days resorting to crooked ways. I used to be a fan of Jiang Huoda for a while." Zhou Qing wasn't hanging around this hotel for nothing. She'd heard the gossip: "Sun Qing is still trying to hype up a couple with Ying Zhisheng. He's desperate for fame. Did you know that Sun Qing's agent is his girlfriend?"
Lou Sheng was surprised: "I didn't know, he's dating his agent?"
"That's not true. Without his girlfriend's protection, how could Sun Qing be where he is today? Let me tell you again, the little baby ghost Sun Qing raised is his own child."
It's extremely cruel.
"Jiang Huoda is also a bitch! When he was a nobody, his wife never left him, but after he became famous, he turned his back on her and directly denied the marriage. His fans are also stupid, all blaming the woman."
Hearing this, Lou Sheng was inevitably surprised: "Zhou Qing, aren't you a recent college graduate? How do you know so much gossip?"
"Oh no. I can't help it. This hotel is close to the Radio and Television Building and is always booked by various production crews. There are also swarms of ghosts in hidden corners. It's normal to know some gossip."
Lou Sheng's eyebrows curved, and even when he wasn't smiling, his lips would lift up, hinting at a smile. His skin paled in death, and his pupils and lips became more vivid. He stared at Zhou Qing with a smile, staring at her until she felt embarrassed.
Ying Zhisheng, on the other side, raised his eyelids to watch the two ghosts chatting happily. He curled his fingers and quietly turned up the volume on his headphones. His left ear was noisy, his right ear was immersed, and he played a song on repeat.
“…I can be a dead tree or a barren mountain, or I can be evergreen for eternity, and you are my only hope.”
The song is called "Wish to Live Forever", which was created by Ying Zhisheng when he emerged at the age of 17 and won the Golden Melody Award. It is a masterpiece in terms of lyrics, arrangement, artistic conception and melody. It is a clever mixture of modern pop music and classical instruments. It is refreshing and can also make people feel the deep and restrained emotions.
But now, Ying Zhisheng hates this song, he hates it very much.
And just when Ying Zhisheng was indulging in depression, he became a hot topic again.
Fu Quan had just finished discussing the amount of liquidated damages with the brand's representative when he turned on his phone and everything went dark.
#Ying Zhisheng plays big card【explosion】
The stinky tofu has only been quiet for less than two hours, why is it acting like a big shot?
Fuquan clicked on the real-time discussion and had a bad feeling when he saw the barrage of insults. Then there was a video that looked like it was taken from a candid camera angle. The camera was shaky and trembling, but the protagonists Ying Zhisheng and Sun Qing could be recognized.
I saw Ying Zhisheng jogging on the treadmill, and the unmanned treadmill next to him was also turned on.
Sun Qing wanted to use him, but was stopped and rejected by Ying Zhisheng.
The two people seemed to be talking, but the video was silent, leaving everyone else to guess what was going on. Finally, Sun Qing turned and left, lowering his head and wiping his face with a towel. His protective fans all assumed that Sun Qing was wiping away tears because he had been wronged.
Fuquan watched the whole process and rubbed his face with his hands.
Cursing like crazy.
Finally, there is some substantial black material. This time it is a complete carnival for the black fans, and fans of other singers are also tentatively entering the scene to muddy the waters.
Ever since appearing on the show "Sing! 3", Ying Zhisheng has been on the trending searches. People have been calling on Ying Zhisheng's team to stop buying trending searches, which made Fuquan laugh.
Fuquan checked and found that no one paid for this trending search, and the volume of the topic is genuine, without any scams. The fact is that Ying Zhisheng has such a large amount of traffic and discussion that even a micro-expression, even eating stinky tofu, can cause public controversy.
"Hello?" Fuquan called Ying Zhisheng and asked immediately, "Is this video a composite or a malicious edit?"
The voice on the other end was slightly hoarse, and he said lazily, "Really."
"What?!" Fu Quan took a deep breath, slammed the table, and gritted his teeth. "A treadmill won't bother you. What's the point of giving it to Sun Qing? Ying Zhisheng, do you think you're right?!"
"Lou Sheng wants to use that treadmill, why give it to someone else?"
Fuquan hung up the phone immediately, pounding the table with his fists. "This guy is mentally ill! Damn it!"
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