I'm not a superstar [entertainment circle]

Wen Han said it was a rest, but he didn't take much rest.

He knows he still has a lot to do.

During the three years of studying abroad, in addition to supplementing his professional skills, he did not stop creating.

Before, it was just because the behavior of his old club was a little disgusting, so Wen Han didn't plan to release new songs during the contract period.

Now that they are almost too busy, Wen Han feels that it is time to bring up serious matters.

After all, publishing songs is the most professional job of a musician.

When Wen Han told his manager Huang Yicheng about this, Huang Yicheng was still very calm: "Release a song? Okay, but you don't have to start now. An album has more than ten songs, and you need to make an MV. From the beginning to the end It usually takes several months."

Anyway, Huang Yicheng's nerves were tense before the concert, and he was completely relaxed after the concert.

In those few days, he still felt energetic even though he couldn’t sleep for two or three hours. It was suspected that he had secretly taken some stimulants, and he became listless in the past two days.

Of course, the artists in my hands can make progress like this. As a manager, I still feel very gratified.

Instead, he turned his head, waved his hand at Wen Han, and comforted him: "So don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry for ten days and half a month."

He is doing this specifically for the benefit of "warming up" CP, so that the two righteous masters finally have time to talk about their love, and save those mother-in-law and mother fans from always worrying under his scarf.

"Oh, my son has lost weight!"

"Daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law spend less time together, and the old woman is always a little worried all day long."

"My son and daughter-in-law are working too hard, and it's still important to be healthy."

Huang Yicheng felt very depressed, and God knows that his initial worry was clearly - if the boss and the boss's wife only knew each other every day, why did the king not go to court early, Huang Yicheng was afraid that he would become a sinner through the ages!

What else? If the proprietress and the lady only want to lie in bed and still have money, it’s fine for me, a wage earner, to wrap myself up and go out to make money!

Ugh!

Huang Yicheng was always the one who advised Wen Han to rest for a while!Is there such a caring agent in this world?

Huang Yicheng: No!

An album in a few months is indeed a normal speed, because when you meet a demanding producer, you may make you turn over and hang a song dozens of times, not to mention that there may be music that may appear during the MV recording process. other conditions.

It is rare for Wen Han to re-record a song, but he needs more space and time to revise it repeatedly until he is satisfied.

And his biggest problem is actually in the recording of the MV.

When I was in Huacheng Entertainment before, the manager always arranged for Wen Han to record with the actress in order to attract some attention.

Wen Han's uncooperative attitude once annoyed both the agent and the actress.

But Wen Han doesn't have to worry about this issue now, even if Huang Yicheng had 1 courage, he wouldn't dare to be like Lu Zhe.

Wen Han was silent for a moment, then said another sentence to Huang Yicheng, this sentence almost made Huang Yicheng jump up, his head could not wait to rush to the roof!

Wen Han looked at Huang Yicheng and said, "I'm not an album."

Huang Yicheng let out a "huh" and said, "Two? It's okay to send two together...as soon as the end of the year."

Wen Han looked at him for a while, but didn't speak.

Huang Yicheng opened his mouth, and suddenly stopped talking.

He looked at Wen Han intently, and suddenly remembered that the two albums had at least 20 songs, and Wen Han made original music, but even a talented original singer couldn't conjure up a song in just a few days or a month. So many songs that could have been made into an album.

So there is only one answer.

Huang Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that what Wen Han was worried about was whether it would be appropriate to release a song now: "It's okay, even if there are two songs, so what, as long as you have so many songs, I dare to brag that you will do it in one day." Come out, don't worry about what Huacheng Entertainment will think."

Wen Han shook his head slightly: "Not two."

Huang Yicheng: "..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't hold back a word.

Wen Han stretched out his hand and gestured to him, "Four, four."

Huang Yicheng stood up abruptly from his seat, suspecting that he was having auditory hallucinations because he didn't have a good rest, he took a breath, and then looked at Wen Han again: "Tell me, how many pictures?"

Wen Han still had that calm and calm expression: "Four songs, songs from my audition period, fifteen songs, written within a year."

Meaning, this is my normal output every year.

The only abnormal thing is that I only gave birth a few years ago, but not...

Huang Yicheng: "I..."

Huang Yicheng: "My..."

It was the third time that Huang Yicheng finished what he wanted to say: "My mother..."

He was completely awake this time, and he felt as if he had taken medicine, and felt that he was about to ascend to heaven.

Huang Yicheng rushed up to Wen Han with a brisk stride: "My boy, what kind of god are you? Your attitude of not listening to anything outside the window and only being a musician is moving me to tears. Don't you!" When a person can be lazy, he will never work hard. Why are you so... Are you really 24 years old? Tell my brother quietly, are you like the one made up in the TV series... what kind of future song god Did you come from time travel?"

Wen Han's shoulder was almost broken by his shaking, and he stretched out his hand to push him: "Brother, calm down! It's really not good for you to be like this, if Shen Fanxing sees..."

As soon as the word "Shen Fanxing" was mentioned, Huang Yicheng immediately sobered up and let Wen Han go.

"Ahem," Huang Yicheng tried to restore the image problem that he could not pick up after making sure that he was at a safe distance. People, MV directors and so on, we have to hurry up the production, and strive to have your songs all over the streets from the end of the year to the end of the new year."

"But I really have to hurry up, then I will review your work for the second half of the year, and we will cancel unnecessary activities."

Huang Yicheng walked out as he spoke, and started running after taking two steps, as if he was afraid it would be too late.

Wen Han wanted to say something later, just do it slowly, and don't rush to finish the album this year, that's what he said.

When he found the producer with the best reputation in the industry, the producer was speechless for a long time when he heard the four.

"Your family is too hardworking, right? In terms of quality..."

Although Huang Yicheng had no idea, his manager was just talking on paper, "Don't worry, the quality is absolutely fine, just look at Wen Han's previous songs!"

While Huang Yicheng convinced the other party, he also convinced himself. He used the same reason to organize all the necessary staff, and he could hold a small meeting tomorrow to explain everything that needs to be said.

If there is no problem, we can start working directly the day after tomorrow.

Wen Han's only request was: "MV, I don't want to be the protagonist, it's more suitable for you to find professional actors."

When the others heard it, they sighed a little: That would be a pity. I believe that taking advantage of Wen Han's current popularity, they would of course want to see him in real life more than watching other people's performances.

Just talk about this face, this figure, this...don't dare to think about the rest, for fear that Mr. Shen will directly kill people if he finds out.

But with such a small request, the others felt that it was nothing to worry about, especially after they heard Wen Han play the guitar live and hummed a few songs lightly, they immediately took the case.

"That's all! These are the title songs!"

"Oh, I really like the first one, it's just about the style, the other ones are more prominent!"

"Little brother, tell me the truth, is the rest at this level?" The producer looked at Wen Han expectantly.

Wen Han didn't know how to answer: "That depends on what level you are talking about. I only have one principle in making music. I have to impress myself first."

The producer immediately handed over his business card: "Actually, the four words 'moving yourself' are usually our motivation for new singers, but for someone like you, these four words represent that the song is really good. , you will have a bright future in the future, oh, sorry, you have a bright future now, but let me say one more thing, I hope you can make more songs that touch you in the future, and come to me for the next album, Three years, five years, ten years, I will also wait for you to release a new song."

Wen Han knew this well-known music producer in the industry. Teacher Cheng Song mentioned it to him many times, and Wen Han replied seriously: "Teacher, you must not say that, thank you for liking my song, this it's my honour."

Wen Han smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's three years, five years, or ten years, as long as I can still move, I will definitely write songs well."

The producer also nodded, and confided in Wen Han: "I know that these songs of yours were not created in a short period of time, but I also know something about your past. It is indeed unique in the industry to release four albums in one go, but don't worry. , My goal is to make every song of yours detonate."

"A good song is not afraid that time will make people forget it. The longer the time, the more classic the good song is. Your songs have very distinctive personal characteristics, which are affectionate and a little sad. They shouldn't belong to your age, but you have Yes, this is a gift from God to you, so your song can be said to be a song that will never go out of date."

The producer concluded: "You really are a genius!"

The producer teacher was full of praise and embarrassed Wen Han: "I don't think I'm a genius, I just entered the world of music earlier than others and started working hard earlier."

When others still only stop and listen outside the window of music, he has reached the point where he can only live with music.

Music is like a cactus in his desert. Of course, Shen Fanxing must be that very precious water source.

Shen Fanxing sneezed.

He was talking in the conference room, and the two sides of the table were full of subordinates, and everyone was waiting to listen, when suddenly Shen Fanxing stopped, everyone felt a little bit in their hearts, still wondering what's wrong?Mr. Shen suddenly remembered which department made a mistake that he missed just now?

Shen Fanxing, who was cool and cute in the eyes of the audience, still couldn't change the image of the devil in the hearts of the employees. Sometimes when they read the comments, they would share them with each other.

Employees: Netizens are so naive!

Employees: Boss Shen just has a deceptive face!

And the most important point: Boss Shen has two faces, one is in front of Wen Han, and the other is in front of other people!

People in a meeting room stared nervously at Shen Fanxing, only to see him open his mouth and then sneezed!

so loud!

There is an echo in the conference room!

It's over!The feeling of the president being embarrassing in front of his subordinates is much scarier than their own embarrassment!

But after Shen Fanxing finished beating, he still laughed!Also... laughed...

Shen Fanxing rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "My wife must be missing me. Come on, let's continue the meeting. We finish work early today, so everyone can get off work early."

Mr. Shen, who is so gentle, let everyone breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he was very worried that this was a bad idea behind him. Capitalists are all similar in a certain sense. They will never let you down when they suck blood .

Of course, Shen Fanxing must be praised, the treatment he gave when he sucked blood was indeed the best in the industry!

At this time, only Assistant Luo Te clearly knew that Boss Shen was just making excuses to go home early from get off work and find his wife to play with. There were a lot of things going on today, and everyone hearing this would probably hurry up and work hard.

When Shen Fanxing returned to the office, Assistant Luo Te followed in and told him about his schedule for the next two days.

After finishing speaking, he didn't hear any reply. Assistant Luo closed the folder and found that the president was wandering somewhere.

But Assistant Luo is not in a hurry, he is a eunuch, so what is there to worry about, ah!Cross this sentence out.

He is just a supporting role, what is there to worry about!

Shen Fanxing looked out of the window for a while, and it took a long time to retract it, and then looked pitiful: "He misses me, should I go to a class to show it? He just finished the concert."

Assistant Luo Te pushed his glasses expressionlessly, and said fearlessly: "Behave in moderation, if there is too little, you will be complained, if too much, you will be disturbed, and indeed, Mr. Wen's concert has just ended."

The subtext is: Mr. Shen, you have shown a lot before.

Shen Fanxing didn't seem to understand Luo Tezhu's irony, Shen Fanxing sighed: "I don't know if he eats well, he was so busy before, he should take a good rest."

Assistant Luo took out his mobile phone: "I'm here to send a message to the agent, I believe that Mr. Huang will take good care of his artists. Even if you don't believe in Mr. Huang, you should believe that you can't support a waste with so much salary."

Huang Yicheng's salary is also one of the best in the broker circle...high.

But he has endured too much. At least when Assistant Luo is depressed from time to time, he will think about Huang Yicheng. When he thinks that he is more difficult than himself, he will immediately feel that he is not so difficult.

Shen Fanxing finally came back to his senses, glanced at his special assistant, with a slightly dissatisfied expression: "I'm the boss, and you are the boss, and you made arrangements for me clearly."

Assistant Luo put away the phone calmly, and said solemnly: "Of course you are the boss, and the whole company is still pointing at you to eat."

Shen Fanxing really felt so boring: "Going to work is really tiring, tiring and boring, how do you persevere?"

Assistant Luo Te replied earnestly: "You are right. Going to work is tiring and boring, but when you persist until there are a few more digits in your bank card every month, you won't feel that way."

Although that moment only comes once a month.

Then the time limit that can be maintained is only a few hours, but it does not prevent everyone from continuing to look forward to the next time.

Shen Fanxing was a little disappointed with the answer, he poked his chin with the end of the pen: "That doesn't seem to be attractive to me anymore."

Assistant Luo: "..." Those who don't know think that flaunting their wealth is intended to annoy people.

In order to save time and improve work efficiency, Shen Fanxing and Luo Tezhu had lunch in the cafeteria at noon.

Shen Fanxing didn't come to this cafeteria very much, he often had socializing or something, and he was picky and didn't like to eat in the cafeteria.

The box that Luo Tezhu entered with him, he felt that it was not delicious, and it was just to fill his stomach, so the speed was very fast.

Assistant Luo Te watched from the sidelines, complaining for the master chef in the cafeteria while eating, it was simply that Mr. Shen's appetite had been spoiled by someone, and even the easy dishes couldn't catch his eyes.

After the meal, Shen Fanxing and Luo Tezhu went out, just in time for the second peak of the meal, the employees were queuing up while chatting nonchalantly.

"Didn't Wen Han's concert just end? I thought I could finally be a little less busy."

"That's what you think is too simple. Ever since Mr. Shen and Wen Han got CP fans, our company's sales have been increasing. The product department has long been busy and dizzy, but the bonus is also soft. They Now it’s love and hate, for the time being, I can’t stop, and the resource department has been recruiting new people.”

"It's a conservative estimate. Unless the two of them have some kind of quarrel and become a trending search, so that the majority of netizens can calm down, they should be busy all the time."

"But I think, rather than arguing between the two of them, it is more likely that our company will close down, and if it closes down, we will not be busy at all."

"I don't want the company to go out of business, I love it, it's my lifeblood!"

"Be optimistic. There are a lot of newcomers here, and they will get started immediately. After that, everyone's work can be shared, and it will be much easier."

When Shen Fanxing heard the phrase "the company went bankrupt", he was thinking wistfully.

When Assistant Luo walked out, he took a deep look at the employee who said "the company went bankrupt" just now. Although he was joking, this statement was very problematic.

Luo Tezhu looked over, but before the person could react, his mouth was immediately covered by other colleagues: "Don't talk nonsense next time!"

The person concerned was still in shock, and only had time to see the backs of Shen Fanxing and Luo Tezhu walking out, and instantly realized that he had caused a catastrophe.

So he said bitterly: "Am I... going to be fired?" He didn't want to, his bonus this month was very impressive.

Colleague said: "Worse than that, I think it is more likely that the president will consider closing the company."

party:"……"

"Let's be more optimistic. President Shen wants to have more time to date Wen Han, but Wen Han is becoming more and more popular. The president still needs this company to stabilize his business status, otherwise Wen Han will become a superstar one day. As a result, our company went bankrupt..."

Party: "The president probably doesn't want to eat soft food?"

The others were suddenly silent, and they immediately realized that this idea was even more terrifying.

"Don't talk about such terrible topics in the future. We must always remember that our president is not an ordinary person, he is a devil."

"Mmmmmmm!"

When Shen Fanxing was in the elevator, he said to Assistant Luo, "I want to..."

Assistant Luo: "No, you don't want to."

Shen Fanxing: "I mean..."

Assistant Luo: "No, you are not."

Shen Fanxing was annoyed, well he admitted that at that moment just now, he really had some kind of very scary thought, at least for other people in this company, it was very scary.

But just for a moment, he's not a brainless person.

Shen Fanxing said angrily, "Can you listen to me!"

Assistant Luo finally changed his words this time: "Yes, I can't!" After he finished speaking, as soon as the elevator door opened, Assistant Luo quickly left the place of right and wrong, and said before leaving: "I have a stomachache today, please Let's get off work early for a vacation, and hope that when I go to work tomorrow morning, I can see Mr. Shen finished all the things that should be done today."

Just as Shen Fanxing was about to speak, Assistant Luo threw another sentence: "You are such an outstanding president, without you, there will be many unemployed young people. Mr. Wen will be very disappointed in you."

Assistant Luo added: "There are still so many fans of Mr. Wen in the company..."

Shen Fanxing gritted her teeth and replied, "Okay, I see."

Wen Han's album is currently progressing very smoothly. Two days later, he has already entered the studio to officially record the album's songs. In this matter, he really has the true biography of Sister Hui.

The day before, I confirmed with him the songs that could be recorded today. He went into the recording studio and listened to the pure accompaniment effect alone. After confirming that there was no problem, he sang it the second time, and then went through it once.

Outside the transparent glass, the producer kept shaking his head in admiration.

Sister Hui came to record songs with Wen Han today, with a smile on her face the whole time. The producer looked at her, then at Wen Han, and continued to shake his head: "You two, mother and son, are just... well, the others can only work hard."

After he finished speaking, he immediately thought of the warmth and coldness inside, and said: "So I feel for Alexander for the newcomers in the music scene. It is really difficult for them to have such talented and hardworking seniors."

Sister Hui smiled and said nothing: "In fact, there are gains and losses. He really paid a lot for this matter."

Wen Han had been recording for a few days, and the producer was worried that his state would decline, especially his emotions...

But it doesn't exist. Every time he opens his mouth to sing, his state is full.

From this point of view, there may not be a second god-man in the entire music scene.

It wasn't until the film and television awards were about to start that Wen Han finally came out of the recording studio and asked the producer for a leave of absence.

The producer waved his hands again and again: "Go away, let me rest for a few days, I feel like a corpse after suffering these few days."

Wen Han felt a little apologetic: "Am I in a hurry, teacher?"

The producer shook his head again and again: "No, no, I'm in pain and happy! It's been a smooth journey!"

The film and television awards had nothing to do with Wen Han, he thought so himself, and his fans were also very conscious of this. These days, other fans have been swiping idols to participate in the film and television awards, but Wen Han's fans are silent silent.

At this time, I dare not say too much, for fear of attracting black people.

Wen Han also received the invitation suddenly a few days ago, but even if he participated, it must have nothing to do with winning the prize.

He doesn't have any nominations, he just sings.

So this time it's really soy sauce.

The author has something to say: Ever since I hung up the leave slip, I have been very uneasy, just like asking for sick leave when I was in school.

I didn't have a good rest during the lunch break, so I quickly got up and typed. I still feel a little sorry for you!

Tonight, you are playing games and swiping your phone at night, and I am watching the computer at night!

I wish you all a Happy New Year!All wishes come true in the new year!And recent things... I hope you are all healthy and healthy!Let's make it together!

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