Great At Acting, Now I’m Reborn

It was Cao Qiyue’s assistant, Dapan. When Zhou Yu and him met, this strong-minded helper was walking back and forth in a hurry, even the hairline on his forehead moved back. A few millimeters, it can be seen that this little ancestor is really about to rub people to death.

"Oh, what do you say about this, we are already anxious about plagiarism, and the outside world doesn't know how many people are waiting to see us jokes. You said how she can do this! She is still missing at this moment!"

Zhou Yuhe was bothered by his shaking, and interrupted aloud: "Don't turn around."

Da Pan was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't realize that the young man in front of him had a different aura from the past. With burning eyebrows, he rushed up and asked, "Xiao Zhou, have you remembered anything?"

Zhou Yuhe raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Even if you think of anything, it will be lost by you."

Da Pan immediately made a mouth slit.

Cao Qiyue entered the entertainment industry two years earlier than Zhou Yuhe, but his fate is completely different from his tepid little transparency.

Her musical talent is extremely high, her ethereal and unique singing voice and independent and straightforward personality have made her countless fans in just three years, as if riding a rocket, soaring into the sky. In such a downturn in the recording industry, the first album "July" sold 300,000 yuan, and then sales rose year by year. This year's fourth album "Flowing Fire" was sold out of stock, and the title song of the same name dominated the chart. In two months, the music awards got weak, and she is now the hottest music queen.

It is conceivable that for an original singer with talented women, nothing is more devastating than plagiarism.

But this is just the beginning.

Homosexuality, playing big cards, low emotional intelligence... The next series of scandals will knock her directly from the sky into the mud, block the entire network, and eventually have to live in bars to make a living.

That genius with infinite light, that old friend who has been by his side like a family...

He will never forget that after the fire, he heard in the hospital that Cao Qiyue was insulted after drinking and committed suicide by cutting his wrists. The shock was a thousand times more painful than Ji Chen's departure!

All thoughts are ashamed? The walking dead? He didn't even know how he managed to survive.

The most ridiculous thing is that Cao Qiyue's death turned out to be a turning point in her "career".

A hot search for death caused this person who had been hiding from the public for many years to set off a fierce storm again!

With her songs, her talents, and her crazy and fascinating personality and freedom, countless people fell into this whirlpool called "Cao Qiyue" after her death. The hot search exploded, and the plagiarism of the year was also clarified. Countless people sighed, and countless people looked back. Her old club, the Black Emperor, moved after hearing the wind and released an album that recorded seven songs that Cao Qiyue had no chance to release in the past. It has sold a sales miracle, with 50 million electronic record sales, sweeping all music awards that year, and no one has surpassed it in more than ten years.

But she will never know her achievements...

In the past, these things weighed on Zhou Yuhe's chest like a big rock. He licked his face and told himself that everything is still too late! Find Cao Qiyue first!

Zhou Yuhe took Dapan to the training room, bars, apartments, and parks that Cao Qiyue might haunt. They all went through...Finally, in the afternoon of the next day, her family bought her old house near the school during high school. Found her inside.

Zhou Yuhe rang the doorbell with anxiety, but there was no echo inside for a long time.

Just when the two of them thought they were going to go for nothing, the door clicked and opened.

Wearing a racer vest, big pants, pulling a pair of slippers, and a messy short hair girl from behind the door reveals a "good-looking" face that is not considered popular, but a very delicate face.

"Hey, it turned out to be Congee and Da Pan. I thought it was a bear kid who didn't have eyes..." Cao Qiyue said, and belched a strong alcohol belch.

"My Granny Cao!!!" Da Pan was about to cry immediately, grabbing Cao Qiyue's vest corner and refusing to let go, squeezing into the small house while shouting.

Zhou Yuhe was very quiet, looking at the familiar old house, the familiar smell of wine, and the familiar Cao Qiyue, the kind of sudden loss that spanned more than ten years made him stand at the door for a long time.

It was Cao Qiyue who called him before he reacted. He walked to the center of the living room in two steps and three steps, and lifted Cao Qiyue from the sofa easily.

"Do you know how severe the situation is now?" Zhou Yuhe asked coldly, frowning.

Pan, who only cared about complaints, reacted immediately and quickly continued: "Yes! Your album is only halfway through, and the day after tomorrow there will be an audition of the theme song of "Looking for the Sky". Now you hurry back with me!"

Cao Qiyue shook off Da Pan's hand, and said lazily with a drunk voice: "What is the hurry! The hero of "Xuntian" still doesn't know where to find..."

She stared at Zhou Yuhe's face much more majestic than usual when she was angry, "Huh? Congee, your image fits Yuantian well... Why don't I help you get an audition?"

"You are drunk." Zhou Yuhe said.

"I'm not drunk, you are drunk!" Cao Qiyue broke away from Zhou Yuhe's hand, slumped on the sofa, murmured with a wry smile, "You don't understand, there is no album, and there is no audition. It's all gone..."

Da Pan: "What nonsense are you talking about! Now the Internet is full of hot searches that you plagiarized, please hurry up and clarify, my aunt!"

"It's not that I don't clarify, but that the Weibo account is with the company. It has been two days, no public relations, no statement..." Cao Qiyue propped up, looking at Da Pan's eyes as if he was looking at a poor ignorant. Worm, "Don't you understand? It is not the plagiarism scandal that destroys me, but the Black King."

Da Pan was shocked: "Why does the company do this?"

"Because of Meng Churong, I fell in love with Meng Churong."

"My God..." Da Pan was stunned for a full minute before letting out a long lament.

Meng Churong, the daughter of the Black Emperor Company, is also the fiancee of Ji Chen in the previous life and the wife of the later.

To marry Ji Chen, Meng Churong is naturally not an unknown person.

Meng Churong's mother, Fu Xiaoyu, is not the nominal helm of the Meng Group nor the director of the Black Emperor, but the first agent in the entertainment industry.

She acted decisively, resolutely and cleverly, and no lack of gentle policies. Thanks to her grace and power, all the artists she has taken are very loyal to her. Twenty years ago, she took more than 30 top artists and agents to join the Black King, and almost emptied the entire world of film and television deeds. It is still a legend in the entertainment circle.

Meng Churong has such a mother, you can imagine what will happen to Cao Qiyue.

What about the super newcomer? What about the popular little queen? Are there few top artists that the Black King has won over the years?

Cao Qiyue's face still has a very clear sadness trapped by love. There seems to be infinite melancholy and sentiment hidden in those autumn-like eyes. Zhou Yuhe only feels dull heartache when seeing her look like this.

She never forgets Miss Meng, but she doesn't know how soon after her death, she and Ji Chen officially opened their relationship.

That's right, after Zhou Yuhe was disfigured by the fire and Cao Qiyue died by suicide, they couldn't see any guilt and walked together. Even after they got married, the two played their own roles and lived freely.

Successful careerists will never look back. Their hearts have long been corroded by capital games, and there will be no pain, and there will be no people who have been abandoned by them.

The anxiety and anger in my heart turned into deep pity for the old friend at this moment.

Zhou Yuhe squatted down and adjusted Li Cao Qiyue’s broken hair on the front of his forehead. His eyes were gentle and firm. “Aqi, the company won’t save you, but you can’t give up by yourself. Do you remember that you said,'Own Dreams, how can the decision-making power be in the hands of others? Since they don’t help you, let me help you, okay?"

Cao Qiyue stared at Zhou Yuhe in a daze, her empty eyes gradually focused.

She yawned greatly, turned and retracted into the sofa, leaving a lazy back for Zhou Yuhe.

"eventful."

********

At dusk.

In the nostalgic and cramped old house, Zhou Yuhe sat on the floor in front of the coffee table, with a laptop on the left and right. The crackling keyboard sounds matched with the voice of Da Pan frantically calling the media not far away. A warm picture was formed in the area.

The rescue work of the two is in full swing, and Cao Qiyue can't sleep even if he wants to sleep.

She rubbed her hair and was about to pick up the beer bottle half-drinked under the sofa. Suddenly, she saw Zhou Yu and the straight corner of her jaw. Her stretched out hand paused, and finally put it back.

Zhou Yuhe opened Weibo, and the battle on Weibo could be described as intensely hot.

Nearly half of the top ten most searched are denouncing Cao Qiyue's plagiarism, and you can see the opinions of various so-called professionals on the comparison of audio tracks.

It was the title song of the same name from the album "Flowing Fire" that fell into the plagiarism scandal.

"Flowing Fire" is accused of plagiarizing the work "Songtoyou" by the British niche musician Lucas. The melody of the main song of the two is quite similar. Almost anyone who has heard these two songs is plagiarizing "Flowing Fire". Conclusive, but in fact?

Not plagiarism, but sampling.

Cao Qiyue not only sampled "Songtoyou", but also the Russian folk song "Lake". Both of these songs were copyrighted through formal channels. However, the boundary between plagiarism and sampling is not very clear. Unless it is brought to court and judged by professionals, the so-called audio track comparisons on the Internet can easily lead public opinion in a very unfavorable direction. Coupled with the inaction of the Black Emperor official blog, it does not mean that he bought the sampling copyright, and it immediately pushed Cao Qiyue under the fire of public opinion.

The most important thing now is to control and evaluate.

If the public opinion cannot be controlled in time when the situation is the most serious, then even if it is clarified later, everyone will not care about the follow-up development. The bad impact has been irreversible, and Cao Qiyue will be branded as "suspected plagiarism" for the rest of his life.

Zhou Yuhe took a deep breath. His previous life had great ups and downs. He climbed from the ground to the clouds, then was kicked from the clouds to the ground, and then dragged into the quagmire to roll and sink. The number of crises encountered is countless. Someone once counted that in the 20 years from 2015 to 2035, all the crises in the entertainment industry that might make people ruined, but finally came back to life, add up to less than half that of Zhou Yuhe, and the top ten textbook-like public relations examples Of these, seven cases were from Zhou Yuhe's team.

When it comes to crisis public relations, when it comes to clarification, I am afraid that even the most professional public relations company in the circle may not match him.

After carefully passing the causes and consequences of the matter in his mind, he calmly moved his fingers, and within half an hour, a long and eloquent public relations article was written.

Zhou Yuhe called Da Pan: "Do you have channels to buy hot searches?"

"Yes, yes, but why are you asking about this..." Da Pan looked dumbfounded.

Zhou Yu and Nu Nuzui, when Da Pan looked towards the computer, they were instantly stupid in place as if struck by lightning.

Three times.

He stared at the computer and read the PR essay three times without blinking, before he seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he kept asking: "This, this is what you wrote?"

Zhou Yuhe nodded tiredly, "Do you think it's okay?"

"Yes? It's too good! Oh my god!!! This is definitely going to blow up! If it is sent out, public opinion will definitely turn back in an instant!! Xiao Zhou, you are so **** talented!!!" Da Pan was excited. Hugging Zhou Yuhe and shaking his shoulders desperately.

What could be more ecstatic than seeing hope at the most desperate time. Da Pan, who was rejected by countless media outlets, probably felt this way.

Zhou Yuhe's brows furrowed, Da Pan realized his gaffe, and quickly let go of an apology.

"Don't be too happy," Zhou Yuhe waved his hand, there was no trace of relaxation on his face, "No matter how good public relations are, facts and evidence are needed to support it. Now the Black Emperor has made it clear that he does not want to buy copyright publicly. They also hold Ah Qi’s Weibo account in their hands. Unless they receive the most direct and powerful support-the original author Lucas’ statement, otherwise this public relations will turn into a farce and will bring me Get in too..."

Da Pan's ecstatic face changed in an instant.

Lucas? That quirky musician?

Not to mention that the channels through which they buy copyrights have always been the responsibility of the Black King, and they have no contact information for Lucas. Even if you get in touch, is there any original author willing to come out and help a guy who might have copied his work? This kind of thankless thing can't be done by anyone without a bad mind, let alone Lucas, who is known for his violent temper?

Da Pan's heart held high was thrown back to the ground.

at this time--

"If there is his help, this thing may be possible..."

Da Pan stared at the source of the sound like a natural sound.

He looked at Zhou Yuhe and hesitated for a long time, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed out unskilledly.

After three seconds of beeping, a deep voice came from the microphone, which made Da Pan, who was already very close, heard clearly.

"Hello? Anything?"

Zhou Yuhe hesitated for a while, and decided to start speaking straight to the point: "Although it is a bit abrupt to say this, I do have very important things today. I hope you can help..."

There was a pause over there for a second, and then a magnetic, chuckle voice uttered something that made my ears red:

"Why is this Valentine's Day strike-up method popular now?"

Zhou Yuhe was stunned. He cut out the call interface and took a look. The big characters "February 14" were very dazzling on the screen.

Damn it?

Da Pan was also stunned, because he had clearly seen this person's remarks in the address book-Xie Yifeng.

Damn it! ! !