I want to be a salty fish and go further and further in the entertainment industry

"Okay, if our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night!"

Ren Yange also had an excited look on his face. He looked at Luo Jiuxing sitting next to him with his beautiful eyes. He was very happy in his heart. His son had grown up.

Although Luo Jiuxing has been smart since he was a child, Luo Chengtian never thought that his son could write such a good poem.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that he was indeed his son. He had been smart since he was a child and had completely inherited the literary genes of himself and his wife.

At the same time, in a manor in Kyoto, Leng Xiangyang was reading today's three-chapter novel, secretly cursing the dog author for being too short recently.

I used to enjoy watching it every day, but unfortunately the dog author is not a human being and has reduced the number of updates.

I opened the book review section idly, intending to discuss it with other book friends.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered, I saw what many book friends were talking about about "Magpie Bridge Immortal". After searching for more than a dozen messages, I found out that the composer of the song posted by the dog author posted a poem on Weibo. .

I couldn't help but follow the book friend's link and enter Luo Jiuxing's Weibo.

After reading this, I only have one thing to say: "How awesome!"

The old man sitting next to him looked at him in confusion when his grandson was so excited.

"What makes you so excited?"

"Grandpa, can you write this poem?" Leng Xiangyang excitedly handed his cell phone to the old man.

As the president of the Poetry Association, the old man became immediately interested in poetry when he heard it.

He took the phone and read it while reading.

"Xianyun makes a coincidence, flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

After reading the first half, Mr. Leng's expression became serious.

"Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, bear to look at Queqiao's return road. If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening."

After reading the second half, Mr. Leng's voice was already trembling slightly, his face turned red, and he stared at the last two sentences on the screen of his mobile phone.

"Okay, what a "Magpie Bridge Immortal"! Such a masterpiece, it is simply a subversive work of Qixi Festival." Suddenly, Mr. Leng slapped the table and shouted loudly.

After a long time, his emotions calmed down a little, and he thought about it and said to Leng Xiangyang next to him.

"Do you know who the author of this poem is? He has a great talent!"

Leng Xiangyang saw that the old man was so excited and quickly replied: "The other person is a composer, and he seems to be a friend of the author of the novel I read. The author of the novel I read before also published a modern poem, which is also very good. s work.

Leng Xiangyang took a moment to read the old man's previous Weibo message from 'Tianxing Jiuge'.

Mr. Leng was full of praise after reading it. Although it was not as amazing as the one just now, it was still a top-notch work among modern poems.

"Help me ask the other party and see if I can pay him a visit."

As the president of the Poetry Association, Mr. Leng plans to attract such a talented junior to join the Poetry Association. Of course, he also wants to pay attention to the young juniors.

After all, I am getting older and need younger people to carry the weight.

"Okay, Grandpa, I will ask you now."

Leng Xiangyang immediately opened the novel and directly gave a reward of [-] RMB, and then left a message: "Dear author, I left a private message for you. Please reply when you see it."

Luo Jiuxing was holding Xiao Nanyi and watching TV when his cell phone suddenly rang.

I took out my phone and was a little confused, who would send me a message so late, and then I saw a prompt for a large reward for the novel.

I quickly entered the writer's backstage and saw the familiar ID of Mr. Leng. I also saw the other party's reward message.

I found the private message sent by the other party, but I didn't expect that it actually asked for my contact information. If I need anything, I could contact me.

After thinking about it for a while, I sent my WeChat to the other party. After all, the other party had rewarded me a lot. I also wanted to see what the other party was in a hurry for, so he actually rewarded me with [-] yuan.

In less than ten seconds, he saw that the other party had added him, and Luo Jiuxing also passed directly.

Leng Shao: Is it the author? How to call it.

Tianxing Jiuge: It’s me, just call me Xiaojiu.

Mr. Leng: My grandfather is the president of the Poetry Association. He wants to visit you and the author of "Magpie Bridge Immortal". I don't know if it's convenient.

Luo Jiuxing was slightly startled when he saw the other party's news. Good guy, he has found the rightful owner.

Tianxing Jiuge: It may be inconvenient recently. There are a lot of things going on these days.

Leng Xiangyang was a little disappointed when he saw the other party's reply, but he continued to reply seeing that his grandfather was still so excited.

Mr. Leng: When do you have time, we can go directly to visit you and your friends.

He was really persistent. After thinking about it, the other party replied.

Tianxing Jiuge: I have two days to go to the imperial capital, and it will probably take five or six days at the earliest.

Seeing that the other party was coming to the imperial capital, Leng Shao stood up from the sofa a little excited.

He said to the grandfather next to him: "Grandpa, the other party is coming to the Imperial Capital in two days. Let me see if I can pick him up directly so that you don't have to run around."

Mr. Leng: I happen to be in the imperial capital. Can I meet you when you are done with your work? It would be even better if the author of "Magpie Bridge Immortal" could come with you.

Tianxing Jiuge: Well, I will give you the news after I go to the imperial capital in two days.

Mr. Leng: Okay, I’ll pick you up when the time comes.

Luo Jiuxing put down his phone, sighing inwardly, and found one more thing for himself.

Early the next morning, Luo Jiuxing was still the same, uploading chapters of the novel and then came to the company.

On the way to the music classroom, I happened to pass by the freshman practice room.

Then I heard a hoarse singing voice, and I instantly became energetic. Could it be the reincarnation of the God of War under the car? This voice will never be forgotten in my life. It is so classic.

Without any hesitation, Luo Jiuxing walked into the newcomer practice room. Everyone in the practice room stood in front of him watching.

Following the sound of the song, I saw a boy in his early 20s singing.

After the song was sung, everyone applauded quickly. Seeing that the other party had finished singing, Luo Jiuxing walked over directly.

"Excuse me, are you new to the company? It's inconvenient for us to chat." Luo Jiuxing looked at the other person and asked.

The man turned around and saw a boy younger than himself talking to him, also smiling.

"Well, I'm a newcomer in the company who hasn't debuted yet, so it's convenient to chat. Who are you?"

"Let me introduce myself, I am a composer, my surname is Luo." Luo Jiuxing said.

This man will be a little excited. As a songwriter, what he needs most now is songs. He has been in the company for two years, but because of his voice, there are no songs suitable for him.

My family is in urgent need of money recently. I originally planned to terminate the contract at the end of July and then find a job. After all, the basic salary of a few thousand yuan is not enough for a newcomer who has not yet debuted.

The two soon arrived at the room where the guests were entertained.

After sitting down, Luo Jiuxing was the first to speak: "What should I call you?"

"My name is Du Xing'an, Luo Jiuxing can just call me Xing'an." Du Xing'an replied.