I heard that I don't sing love songs [Entertainment]

When the plane arrived in City B, it was getting late, so he rested at the hotel for a night, and rushed to the agreed commercial recording location early the next morning. Qi Gaoyang has been doing this kind of thing against time for the past two years, and Zong Yuan Get used to it.

Bai Lin, however, has not been able to get used to it all the time. He leaned on the seat and looked at the impenetrable road ahead, and kept asking the driver about the road conditions. This was in stark contrast to Zong Yuan who was sitting calmly by the side.

Zong Yuan's mobile phone suddenly heard a call, he took it out of his pocket and looked, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is this Teacher Zong Yuan? I'm Wang Tongtong, the assistant director of the wish list column group. Can I take a few minutes of your time?" A woman's capable voice came from the phone.

Zong Yuan didn't speak for a long time, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Please contact your agent for work matters, thank you."

"It's like this. I just contacted your agent, Mr. Qi, and it doesn't seem to be very successful, so I want to fight for it on your side, because everyone's request this time is really new, and we are A public welfare program is also very beneficial to your own reputation." The lady said witty words, racing against time,

"The wish list selects one of the most popular comments from the official blog fans as the theme of this issue every week. The most liked comment recently is that fans of our program hope that you will perform "Ignorance" on the same stage with Mr. Yizhou, because you are so The song has not been sung again for many years, and it is already a youthful feeling for many people."

Zong Yuan was going to wait for her to finish speaking before refusing, but he didn't expect the other party to throw out such words, which made him fall into silence.

"Ignorance" is a song he sang on the stage of the draft finals seven years ago. With this song, he won the championship with a high number of votes. However, after the show ended, he did not stay in the entertainment industry to develop, but took the bonus to go Study music abroad.

Three years later, he returned to China and started again. He never sang that song again, so few people knew that he and Yi Zhou co-wrote the popular single.

"Teacher Zong Yuan, are you still there?" A woman's voice came from the phone again.

"Yes." Zong Yuan replied, "Yi Zhou agrees?"

"Teacher Yizhou's agent has agreed." The other party replied hastily.

"Okay, I see. Send the relevant information to my mobile phone." Zong Yuan suddenly had an idea in his heart.

After Zong Yuan hung up the phone, his voice fell silent, making Bai Lin beside him extremely anxious, "Brother Yuan, you don't have any spare time in your schedule!"

"If there is no free time, new arrangements will be inserted, and this time is not bad." Zong Yuan wrote lightly.

Bai Lin looked at him, and suddenly couldn't find any other excuses. As an assistant, he definitely hoped that Zong Yuan's working hours would not be so crowded, but what he said was true, if he didn't get involved in this, Qi Gaoyang would also I will arrange that for him, it is better to choose the one I want to go by myself.

"That brother Qi, that..." After all, it is a taboo of Tianyuan Entertainment to arrange one's own schedule beyond the manager.

Zong Yuan waved his hand, leaned on the seat and yawned, "Let me tell you, he doesn't need to tear himself apart with me for this."

After spending more than an hour in the car, everyone was anxiously preparing when they arrived at the recording site. When Zong Yuan appeared at the door, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the makeup artist is here." The director called out loudly while walking towards Zong Yuan, "Is there a traffic jam? The plan was sent to Qi's mailbox before, because there are a few things that need to be modified due to on-site conditions. Let's talk about makeup?"

Zong Yuan nodded, "Okay."

The director also heaved a sigh of relief. What he was going to shoot was an endorsement commercial for fresh milk. NE had cooperated with many celebrities, but Zong Yuan was the only brand endorsement for NE that had been confirmed so far. for a long time.

Zong Yuan sat there with his eyes closed and let the makeup artist apply the makeup. The director explained the subtle changes one by one by his side, but he couldn't hear his response, and saw him close his eyes again. For a moment, the director suspected that Zong Yuan was Not asleep.

When there was no sound in his ears, Zong Yuan slowly said, "Is that all? I have no objection."

The director breathed a sigh of relief silently. Although Zong Yuan had never worked with him before, he had vaguely heard that he had a good temper. It was only after we met and interacted that he found out that there was no emotion on his face, and maybe he couldn't express his emotions. Come out, it will make people feel good-tempered...

After going through the necessary cutscenes, the real recording begins. The first shot of the boot is shot close to the face. Zong Yuan is lying on a big soft bed. There is still a youthful look on the face.

"Stop, make-up artist come over here." The director frowned at the camera, Zong Yuan's appearance really has no room for pickiness, someone once commented on him, even if he didn't have excellent creative ability and singing voice, he would not be a vase in the entertainment circle starve.

Zong Yuan opened his eyes, sat up on the bed, and looked at the director with some doubts.

"Can you think of a way to make him not look so thin?" The director instructed the makeup artist, "Make the image in the camera look a little more gentle."

Bai Lin, who had been squatting next to him, said in a low voice, "As long as it's Brother Yuan, he doesn't speak softly."

The make-up artist also looked sad. What the director wanted to pursue was the feeling of a little milk dog, but Zong Yuan...

After spending half an hour, I finally managed to close the job and restarted the recording.

Getting up from the bed, Zong Yuan lazily carried the guitar beside the bed, walked to the window, opened the curtain with one hand, the sun shone into the room, pushed away the glass, and he half sat on the window frame, enveloped by the light, hugging Pick up the guitar and start playing, and a glass of milk is handed out of the window.

"Okay, very good!" The director clapped his hands and praised.

The shooting was switched to the outdoors. The scene was selected on the grasslands of City B. There were cattle and sheep passing by. The grasslands in early summer were lush and green, and they were full of vitality. The moment Zong Yuan got out of the car and took off his sunglasses, the strong light Let him frown slightly, the shooting content is not difficult, but under the premise of pursuing perfection, Zong Yuan's expression after drinking every sip of milk, it is simply a problem in the world to capture the expression in detail.

The nth failure was in the last scene, Zong Yuan was almost able to spit milk.

Bai Lin went up to hold an umbrella for him, "Brother Yuan is fortunate that you are not an actor, otherwise you will lose your job sooner or later with your expression like drinking milk and white water."

Zong Yuan was wearing a white suit and couldn't just sit on the ground. He felt helpless, "What expression should it be?"

"Delicious, comfortable, happy, happy, satisfied!" Bai Lin listed several words in one breath.

Zong Yuan became more and more confused the more he listened, "You have too many thoughts when drinking milk."

Bai Lin: "..."

The director put his waist down and looked at the two people not far away, and began to think about ways to avoid this defect in his head. This time, the design of the advertising department obviously did not take Zong Yuan's actual factors into consideration.

After trying to take a few more shots, Zong Yuan finally changed his expression after being reminded. Although it was not so obvious and exaggerated, it was enough to cope with this shooting.

This emoji didn't come easily, when the ad was released, Zong Yuan's fans would ridicule him and force him to open for business.

……

"See if there are any arrangements for tomorrow morning." It was evening when the filming ended and returned to the urban area. Zong Yuan looked at his watch and asked Bai Lin beside him.

Bai Lin hurriedly looked through the arrangements, then shook his head, "Not tomorrow, but there is a music festival in City J the day after tomorrow, so I have to go there tomorrow night."

Zong Yuan slightly said, "Understood."

"Brother Yuan, do you have any arrangements?" Although he knew that he shouldn't inquire, but as his personal secretary, once Brother Qi checked the post, he would be the first to suffer.

Zong Yuan skipped the question, obviously not wanting to reveal it, "Book the air ticket for tomorrow night, I have something to do during the day, so you can go on vacation."

The holiday came so unexpectedly that Bai Lin didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

Watching Zongyuan's room door in the hotel close in front of him, he could only sigh. In the past, Brother Yuan would give him some hints. After he told Brother Qi about the concert two days ago, he was Totally distrusted.

He has followed Zong Yuan for more than half a year. He is very self-protective. Once he finds the slightest sign of something bad, he will decisively abandon it.

I heard that the assistant who was replaced before was also because he couldn't find a balance point between Qi Ge and Zong Yuan, and had no value.

Bai Lin seemed to see himself in the near future, about to embark on the road of unemployment...

Back in the hotel room, Zong Yuan casually put on a bathrobe and sat cross-legged on the bed after taking a shower, remembering the call he received in the morning.

I haven't touched the song "Ignorance" for so long that he almost forgot the lyrics, but that song, including the person who was leaning on the single sofa holding the guitar and playing that song, was deeply in his heart. On his still heart.

After the international news on TV was finished, the entertainment news followed closely. Zong Yuan was still reading the lyrics when he vaguely heard someone mention Yi Zhou's name. He raised his head, his clear eyes were half covered by his slanted bangs .

On the TV screen, Yi Zhou was being interviewed exclusively by the media. The camera was very close to him, and he could clearly see his half-smiling eyes, "Ms. Jiang? Yes, he is the producer of this album, and I specially invited Yes, it is a great honor to cooperate with Mr. Jiang."

"Love songs? I don't have any inspiration in this area recently. After all, I'm a bachelor. I don't have any views on love now. I have too much knowledge. Let's talk about it later when I understand it!"

"The singer I'm most optimistic about?" Yi Zhou rubbed his temples, with a smile on his lips, "Zong Yuan, I'm still looking forward to working with Yuan'er, I hope there will be opportunities in the future!"

……

The interview is still going on, Zong Yuan's mind is empty, Yi Zhou and him haven't seen each other for so many years, even after their official debut, they have never met each other.

If you really want to cooperate with yourself, it's just to reveal the meaning of a sentence, but they have been two people walking on parallel lines these years.

The person who spoke grandly to the camera has become more and more unfamiliar to him.