Entertainment system: Diva's road to the top

Nanjia City Hefeng Game Technology Company Headquarters President Office

The morning sun shines through the white gauze curtains and sprinkles spots of light on the ground, but Nuo Da's office is decorated very simply. There is a set of simple gray and black sofas at the door, and the ebony desk has a black luster. , the only decoration is the royal demeanor logo hanging on the wall.

A man was sitting at the desk. He had a sharp face, fair skin, and silver-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. He looked about 20 years old, but his temperament was calmer than his peers.

When he was supposed to be working, he quietly fished.

The live broadcast of "Sing Loud" in the Chengdu competition area was playing on the tablet, but due to the accident of several judges this morning, the live broadcast had been suspended.

"Dong dong dong—" There was a knock on the door, "Mr. Yuwen, here is a document that needs your signature."

Yu Wenfeng quickly quit the "Sing Loud" live broadcast page, after all, he still needs to maintain his aloof image as the president in front of his colleagues.

"Come in!" The director of the advertising department walked in, looking at Yu Wenfeng with eyes full of respect.

Yu Wenfeng is only 20 years old, but he has outstanding talent. It took only one year to produce and launch the game "The King's Style". Fly away with the wind this unknown company.

In addition, Yu Wenfeng's demeanor is quite mature, so these subordinates respect him very much.

"Mr. Yuwen, this document needs your signature."

Yu Wenfeng looked at the document and signed it after there was no problem.

When the director of the advertising department was about to leave, Yu Wenfeng suddenly remembered something and stopped him.

"Mr. Ma, how is the current discussion of our King's Spokesperson?"

Director Ma turned around and seriously explained the current progress: "We have identified two candidates but are still under consideration. One is the popular traffic idol Fu Ranxuan. His fans are very sticky and have great purchasing power. Strong, and he is also very good at playing games, very suitable for our kingly demeanor. He is our favorite candidate, but his endorsement fee is relatively high."

"Another candidate is Ke Yu, a rising star in the music scene. She has a good image and outstanding talent. She is currently becoming more and more popular, and has the potential to become a superstar. But I don't know how good her game is. I think girls play games. It should be less, but her advantage is that the endorsement fee is lower than that of Fu Ranxuan."

"We are still in the midst of entanglement and have not identified a candidate."

"There's no need to choose, let's decide on Ke Yu." Yu Wenfeng blurted out without thinking, still expressionless, but if you look carefully, you can see a flash of light in his eyes.

Director Ma really wanted to know the reason why Yu Wenfeng chose Ke Yu, but he always said that he decided and never explained the reason. He was unpredictable, but every time he made the right decision.

"Hmmm... good Mr. Yuwen," Director Ma left the office after speaking.

It seems that Mr. Yuwen is still an economical person.

After Director Ma left, Yu Wenfeng immediately turned on the tablet and clicked into the live broadcast room of "Sing Loud", but the live broadcast still did not resume, and there were still posters of the three judges Ke Yu, Ma Yiwei, and Cheng Jun on it.

He stared at Ke Yu on the poster with starry eyes, his eyes were bright and energetic, his nose was small and straight, and his face was like a peach blossom.

"Oh, my Xiaoyu is still the prettiest!" He said with a little nympho.

If Director Ma came back at this moment and saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked. Such an aloof president in front of others is actually a strange person behind him.

Yu Wenfeng glanced at Cheng Jun next to him, feeling agitated.

This is the person who interrupted the live broadcast and couldn't let himself see Xiaoyu. Is there any way to resume the live broadcast?

Yu Wenfeng raised his right hand and stroked his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

"I almost forgot, I'm the father of Party A of "Sing Loudly", so it wouldn't be too much to ask them to change judges?"

Just do it, Yu Wenfeng immediately called the producer of "Sing Loud".

*

"Sing Loud" Judges Lounge in Chengdu Competition Area

After Cheng Jun left the recording scene in a panic, he went to sit in the judges' lounge.

The staff hurriedly followed up, and persuaded earnestly: "Mr. Cheng, don't be angry, it will be bad for your health if you get angry."

"You still have the nerve to tell me not to be angry, look at what that Ke Yu did, deliberately trying to make things difficult for me!"

"Have you been on "Good Songs" soon? Do you know how to write a few broken songs? Just play big with me here. When I debuted, she couldn't even sing! Who is she? She! "

The staff looked helpless: You are the one playing big names, okay...

But he still kept smiling and said, "Teacher Cheng, drink some water to calm down."

"Look, there are still so many players queuing up against the sun, we won't be able to record unless you go back!"

Cheng Jun took a sip of water, but still looked unforgiving.

"Unless I ask that Ke Yu to apologize to me, I won't go back and record!"

Staff are helpless and don't know what to do.

At this moment, another director came in from the outside and said something in his ear, and then he showed a sincere smile, finally he didn't have to pretend to be a grandson in front of this Cheng Jun.

He immediately changed his face, unlike the previous low-browed and pleasing eyes.

"Mr. Cheng, you won't record it, will you?"

"Ah, anyway, if Ke Yu doesn't apologize to me, I won't record it." Cheng Jun sat on the sofa, picked up the water next to him and drank comfortably.

"Okay, then go home and rest. Our show is about to start, but we can't wait for you."

Cheng Jun, who was drinking water, choked.

"What do you mean? How do you record without us?"

"Mr. Cheng, did you forget that we still have Mr. Ke and Mr. Ma? Why can't we record it!"

"Hey! I signed a contract with your program group! What right do you have to drive me away?" Cheng Jun didn't really intend to stop recording, after all, he signed the contract himself, so it would be a breach of contract if he didn't record it. He had to lose money, he just felt uncomfortable and wanted to make a fuss, but who knew that the program team really wouldn't let him record it.

Seeing Cheng Jun's unprepared look, the staff felt very refreshed. They were most afraid of meeting such a man pretending to be an uncle when recording the show.

"Teacher Cheng, take a good rest. I still have to prepare for the recording of the show, so let's go first."

"Hey! Where are you going? You! Do you know that I know your Director Ou Yangyang! Call your director over and I will ask him!"

No matter how Cheng Jun yelled and made trouble, the staff walked out of the lounge without looking back. This was what Party A's father meant, so it would be useful for you to yell like that.