Lost memory after teasing

Jian Li sat on the sofa obediently like a primary school student, with her hands on her knees, listening to Yu Cheng's play with blushing cheeks.

He was a little distracted at first, but Yu Cheng's voice kept whispering in his ears, which reminded him of his dream from last night.

Jian Li even suspected that the dream last night was caused by the system. Otherwise, why didn't he dream earlier and later, and he dreamed as soon as he said it?

"Here, Li Xiaoli looks scared, but his eyes can't lie. He expects Gao Mochen to be angry."

Yu Cheng pointed to a part of the script and explained slowly, while Jian Li looked at the words on the script and slowly focused.

"Prison You Love Me" is not a complicated script. Rather than a story with twists and turns, what this movie wants to express is the deep and passionate love between two people.

Stripping away the complex personalities of Li Xiaoli and Gao Mochen, the two of them, like countless men and women, are just ordinary people longing for love.

Jian Li nodded following Yu Cheng's words, and the scenes in the script slowly emerged in his mind, and he was already sure about the next scene.

"Thank you..." Jian Li thanked Yu Cheng, but did not look at Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng closed the script, moved a little closer, carefully looked at Jian Li's face with his black eyes, and said after a while:

"You were distracted... what were you thinking about?"

The dream that was finally forgotten came to mind again, and Jian Li stood up suddenly and ran out.

"I didn't think about anything! I just didn't sleep well!"

Yu Cheng got up behind Jian Li and followed slowly. He narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Jian Li run away chaotically.

Yang Xu advanced the scenes of several supporting roles, and did not shoot Jian Li and Yu Cheng until almost dawn.

Regarding Jian Li's inattention, Yang Xu criticized rather bluntly, but when he started filming again, he didn't bring up the old story again.

Jian Li lived up to everyone's expectations, and the reshoots were no longer NG, and they passed one by one.

Yang Xu stroked her chin, and felt that even if Jian Li came to the film and television industry, she would do well.

He had heard a little bit about it. Jian Li's top class is more supported by his appearance, and the quality of the songs released over the years is quite poor.

But with his friend Yu Cheng present, Yang Xu absolutely couldn't say this, he just thought about it.

After the night scene, Jian Li returned to the nanny's car wearily, while Yu Manman sat in the driver's seat, turning her head a little nervously and said:

"Brother Jian, Wan Tao said he was waiting for you at the hotel, but he called from another number, I didn't know it before answering."

Jian Li rested on the back seat of the car with her eyes closed, and nodded slowly. The hot search was so loud that Wan Tao would show up sooner or later, and besides... it was time to release a new song for the next season.

It was already past eight o'clock, and the temperature of the morning sun was just right, neither hot nor dry.

Yu Manman secretly looked at Jian Li from the rearview mirror, and Jian Li's head was slightly tilted back. Even from this angle, she still looked good, with no dead ends.

In fact, Yu Manman doesn't follow stars. Internal staff like them basically don't follow stars. This can be regarded as the default rule in the industry.

I have heard some of Jian Li's songs by Yu Manman, even with Jian Li's unique timbre and mature skills, those songs are not excellent. I can only say that the songs are simple and brainwashing, and the popularity of singing is good, but aside from Jian Li's Flow and technique aside, the song itself sucks.

After getting along with Jian Li these days, she slowly let go of her guard, and decided to follow Jian Li in the future.

The car drove back to the hotel steadily, Jian Li opened his eyes, the fundus of his eyes was bloodshot, a little tired.

Wan Tao didn't have the key to Jian Li's room, and was waiting in the lobby. As soon as he saw Jian Li enter the door, he greeted him with suppressed anger on his face, but he still spoke gently.

"It's time to play?"

"Yeah. Manman, go back and rest first."

Jian Li glanced at Wan Tao: "Let's go to the room and talk."

Wan Tao had no objection. He was holding a thick briefcase, which contained all the new songs that should be released in the latest season selected for Jian Li.

After entering the door, Wan Tao handed over the file bag:

"The new songs in the next season, here are all good, you pick out five to eight songs, make the next EP, and talk about it while watching us."

Jian Li took the file bag and put it aside without looking at it.

Wan Tao frowned, wanted to get angry, but held back.

He handed over another thin document bag, without specifying what it was, just urging Jian Li:

"Let's have a look first. If you are satisfied, we will sign it. I won it for you."

Only now did Jian Li open it up and read it. Inside the file bag was the share transfer contract, and Zao Xing would transfer [-]% of the shares to Jian Li.

"I've already invested in Star-making, Lizi, and as an agent, I'm your brother first, and I won't forget you if something good happens. You also invest in Star-making, and the benefits will not be small. The development prospects of Star-making are good. In the future, we will Just stay honest and make stars, you can't go wrong." Wan Tao said sincerely, but there was always some impatience between his brows.

Jian Li put the two documents together and said bluntly:

"What else? You came to see me today, not just for these two things."

Wan Tao took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. Jian Li in front of him felt a little strange to him. He guessed right, as long as Jian Li and Yu Cheng got involved, everything would become complicated.

He put on his glasses again, and said patiently:

"I saw Yu Cheng's trending search. Since he has a girlfriend, it should be true that he hates you. When this movie is finished and released, and the release date is over, I will help you with public relations and put an end to what happened with you at the awards ceremony. It's for film marketing."

Jian Li twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled ironically.

Wan Tao still said to himself:

"The company recently signed a newcomer, a capable female singer, two years younger than you, you should take care of him..."

"You want me to stir up scandals?" Jian Li interrupted Wan Tao, her voice was already a little cold.

Wan Tao took a deep breath, dissatisfied with Jian Li's tone, but he still didn't attack:

"What is a gossip, I just asked you to take her..."

"Wantao."

Jian Li called Wan Tao's name, and since this meeting, he never called him brother again.

"When I first debuted, because I was not famous, I could only choose to make stars. At that time, we agreed that we would go out and do our own music after saving enough money."

Jian Li mentioned the past, but her tone didn't mean to reminisce about the past, it was just explaining a fact.

Star-making is now considered a leader in the entertainment industry, but the family history is not bright. I like to sign some young people who have star dreams. If it doesn't catch fire, just throw it away, and if those people can't bear it, they can make a fortune with the high termination fee.

In recent years, the popularity of star-making has increased, and I started to cherish feathers and stopped doing this, but I still like to use some low-end methods to manage my artists, such as rubbing popularity, promoting, bundling marketing, and engaging in character design, how to get money and how to get it quickly , only regard artists as money-making tools.

Because of this, Jian Li would rather endure a very harsh cut, and only sign a one-year contract with Zao Xing, which will be renewed upon expiration.

Although he is top class, he actually has no money in his hand, and most of it goes into the pockets of the stars.

"Aren't you making the music you like? Haven't you been singing? What's your dissatisfaction? Jian Li, please be content. Not everyone can be a singer. You have a good voice and an old song. Can't you make good use of the face bestowed by heaven?" At the end of Wan Tao's words, it was more like asking questions, and more like jealousy.

Once upon a time, Wan Tao also had a musical dream.

It's a pity that he has bad innate conditions, his voice is ugly, his appearance is average, not to mention he has no talent at all, so he became a manager.

"I want to sing my own song, the song I wrote, not these rubbish." Jian Li emphasized herself, and threw the file bag back into Wan Tao's arms.

Wan Tao waved away the file bag and stood up, finally couldn't help shouting loudly:

"What is rubbish? Isn't it good to sing these songs? These are all specially hired by the company, and girls like to listen to them now! Your appearance is an advantage! You just need to dress up handsomely and dance on the stage. Naturally someone will like you—"

"Bump?" Jian Li closed her eyes, not wanting to tell Wan Tao any more.

"My contract with Zao Xing expires at the end of the year, and I will not renew it."

"What do you mean? You want to go it alone? You want to leave Starmaking?" Wan Tao asked loudly.

"Didn't you know that a few years ago? I always wanted to do it alone, but I never thought of staying in Starmaking." Jian Li said.

Wan Tao laughed angrily, with sarcasm on his face.

He looked up and down at Jian Li with disgusting eyes.

"Jian Li, do you know why I don't let you release your own song?"

Jian Li looked up at Wan Tao, waiting for him to continue.

"When you first debuted, I took your song to find a well-known musician. I begged for a long time and asked a lot of connections before I met him and showed him the song you wrote. Do you know what he said? "

Jian Li's expression remained unchanged, but she just looked at Wan Tao coldly.

The corner of Wan Tao's mouth twitched, and he smiled subtly:

"He said that what you wrote was rubbish, and children of how old can't write that kind of rubbish! They even threw those songs into the trash can on the spot! You have been very obedient these few years, honestly singing songs bought by the company , I thought you had self-knowledge... so you don't."

After Wan Tao finished speaking, he looked at Jian Li maliciously, waiting for an expression of embarrassment or embarrassment to appear on Jian Li's face.

It's a pity that Jian Li was still calm, he just asked:

"When you went out with the manuscript, I asked you what you were doing when you came back. You said that you wanted to find a musician to take a look at, but unfortunately he was not there. I asked you about the manuscript. You said that it got wet and rotted. If I make a new copy, it turns out that you are lying to me?"

"Jian Li, I have been protecting your self-esteem, I just ask you to be obedient...Why are you so ignorant now? I shouldn't have helped you back then!" Wan Tao said more and more happily, as if he had found some kind of Way to vent.

Jian Li looked at Wan Tao, who was wearing a famous brand, in a daze. The gentle cousin in his memory seemed to have disappeared.

When something happened to Jian Li's family, only Wan Tao extended a helping hand and took Jian Li home for a period of time despite his parents' scolding.

During that time, although Jian Li was always scolded by his uncle and aunt, Wan Tao would secretly give him some snacks if he had something to eat.

Like Jian Li, Wan Tao liked to sing since he was a child, and Jian Li understood what kind of mood it was.

So when he met Wan Tao as an adult, Jian Li kept the manuscript that Wan Tao wanted to throw away, sorted it out and put it in a brand new file bag, he was afraid that Wan Tao would regret it after throwing it away.

Wan Tao never took away his manuscripts, and what he showed to musicians were songs written by Wan Tao himself.

Jian Li thought Wan Tao regretted it, and secretly took the manuscript away and put it away.

Putting away the memories, Jian Li looked at Wan Tao in front of him and said:

"You have never heard the songs I wrote. I listen to you only because you are my cousin and you helped me."

"I have remitted half of the remaining money that has been divided over the years to my uncle and aunt, and you know that and have never stopped."

"I have paid off your affection a long time ago, and each will go his own way in the future."