It is appropriate to change people today [entertainment circle]

In the end, Ming Guying still failed to catch up with Shao Ye.

Meng Yunkuo stepped in and dragged him to dinner, saying that he wanted to tell him about the audition later.

Meng Yunkuo fell in love with a script, and he had already told him that Ming Guying was also preparing for the audition during this time.Seeing that Shao Ye was gone, Ming Guying followed Meng Yunkuo obediently.

Ming Juying couldn't taste the taste of a meal, Meng Yunkuo saw him bored, and asked him what's wrong.

In fact, there are many things that can be asked of Meng Yunkuo. Last time, Meng Yunkuo provided a lot of half-truth and half-false information, which made him suffer that night...

But now Ming Guying has something more to ask, he finally said: "Brother Meng, can you tell me about that... Fat Tomato program?"

"Huh? Is it Brother Bai's team?" Meng Yunkuo was not surprised when he asked this, "...As I told you before, it is the old ace of Fat Tomato. By the way, do you know what their team name is? ?”

"Team name?"

"Hey, their team is called Fat Tomato."

Ming Guying was startled: "Doesn't that mean..."

"Yeah." Meng Yunkuo sipped his Coke, "Fat Tomato Video got rich thanks to this team."

He paused and then added: "But it wasn't them at the beginning. The team name has always been there. At first they were engaged in film and television, and then they started to focus on variety shows. The core members of the first generation have all retired. Now Baitaibaihe Haimu should be about... about the third generation, anyway, the brand name should not change."

With a replacement?

Meng Yunkuo stroked his chin and continued: "Fat Tomato was born out of nowhere back then. The little-known small team has a strong background, and I don't know the truth until now... I won't talk about these, in short, they went smoothly all the way. However, there has always been a comment about this team, saying that they have big money and low ambitions. Everything they do is like making trouble... Have you watched their previous programs?"

Ming Guying nodded. He also did his homework during this period. The team's program is characterized by always claiming that there is no script, and the content is like a joke, and each new program is a brand new member, always inviting some unexpected people. figure.

Meng Yunkuo smiled: "Their show...is a bit like a game. It doesn't hold back. It seems to put a few strange people together to play and shoot together, and the effect will come out. Of course, there must be some skills behind it. Yes. Now that there are so many variety show teams, they are still quite unique. Just take a good shot this time, and you may get used to it when you go in and experience it.”

Ming Juying held back for a while, and finally asked: "The prophecy room just now, is it what they always build?"

"The prophecy room? Oh oh oh." Meng Yunkuo laughed, "I don't know! I also think it's quite new, so I went in and calculated it!"

"what?"

Meng Yunkuo's face was flushed: "Hey, when you guys were talking about the process just now, I wanted to see what the situation was. Is there a mysterious elder sister in it? She has figured out for me the most urgent thing I need to overcome. thing!"

Ming Juying's eyes widened: "...Yes, what is it!"

Meng Yunkuo fumbled in his pocket, squinted his eyes and punched a set of fancy punches, and showed a small card: "That's... Qiang Qiang Qiang! Fat!"

Ming Juying: "..." Brother, you can know this without counting.

Meng Yunkuo touched the small card like a baby: "Fortunately, I thought it was marriage! I really can't decide when to propose, you know. Hehe, it's easy to say that it's fat, you Meng Ge, I'm coming soon Really, restart the weight loss plan that I have set aside for 20 years! By the way, Xiaoying, have you lost weight in the past two days..."

Ming Guying took the Coke from his hand expressionlessly: "I will supervise you."

·

The sunshine just after noon was good, and Meng Yunkuo still had some business to do on Sunday afternoon, so he took out a mask from his bag, so Ming Guying might as well walk around to relax.

Ming Guying has a small face, and the hat and mask can almost cover it up once she wears it. Although her private clothes are a bit conspicuous, she can't see it with a big down jacket on the outside.

The place where Meng Yunkuo took Ming Juying to eat was No. 3 Street in Haicheng.

No. 3 Street is a cultural street. To put it bluntly, it is a bar street with old houses.This year is in the limelight, and trendy people are rushing here.

There are not many people at this time, and it looks like an ordinary old town.

Ming Juying strolled around No. 3 Street. As a bar street, he sticks to his job very much. There are no other kinds of shops. Ming Juying chooses a bench and sits down, recalling everything in his mind recently.

Shaoye, Baitiao, Baitaibai, prophecy.

Everything is very strange, but the key clue is missing, it's just a mess, and it can't be connected together.

Ming Guying still had his and Shao Ye's prophecy cards in his pocket.

real me.

lure.

What exactly are they?

Ming Juying is not good at thinking about these things. He scratched his head and was about to sigh when he suddenly found a small group of people gathered in front of him at some point.

But they didn't gather to look at him. There were a few boys in the middle looking at the boys around high school. Two of them were holding their guitars and tuning them. Being pushed out, Xiaoxiao coughed and sang a song.

At the beginning, I just hummed casually, and then there were lyrics.

The boy's voice was clear and bright, and the naughty and boring lyrics sang by him sounded appropriate and cute. The boys laughed and played by themselves, and the crowd around them also smiled and beat the beat.

This is a specialty of No. 3 Street. There will always be people singing casually, and people will gather together to listen to a few sentences. There is no need to pay, and you can even join at any time.

Ming Guying listened to the boy singing in the warm sunshine after noon in winter, and felt that all her troubles were swept away for a moment. She stood up and walked outside the small circle of spectators, and followed the beat.

After the teenagers finished singing one by one, they nodded shyly to the people. Amidst the applause, Ming Guying bowed up, curled up his neck, and whispered in a high-pitched voice: "One more song! One more song!"

Someone opened his mouth and began to respond. The boy who sang touched his nose, discussed with the guitarist, and nodded.

Ming Guying deeply hid her achievements and fame, and applauded proudly and actively.

The boys sang another song, picked up the guitar and waved their hands, thanked them and left, and the crowd of onlookers also dispersed naturally.Come and go without leaving a trace, very 3rd Street.

Ming Guying was still a little unsatisfied, she stood there and scratched her face.

Suddenly the phone in his pocket vibrated, Ming Guying didn't want to return to reality for a moment, he hesitated for a while before taking out the phone.

Seeing the name on the screen, Ming Guying immediately picked it up.

The lazy voice has a special magnetism: "Hello."

"Brother Shao!" Ming Guying was unconsciously excited.

"look up."

Ming Juying was taken aback for a moment, looked up and looked around: "Look up?"

"Turn to the left."

Ming Guying obediently looked up to the left.

On the terrace of the bar on the second floor, a tall man was lazily leaning against the railing. The sun hit his side face, and even the shadows drawn were surprisingly beautiful. Shao Ye met his eyes and raised his chin: "Come on."

·

The store door on the first floor was closed, Ming Juying hung up the phone, walked around the door, but couldn't find where to get in.Finally, a long-haired man with a nose ring led him upstairs.

Ming Juying followed her eldest brother upstairs from the back door. The second floor is decorated with a retro feel. There are many autographed photos on the wall, vinyl records in the cabinet, and various musical instruments.The tables and chairs have been put away, and the only place to sit is the sofa near the terrace.

Shao Ye folded her arms and was talking to a few artistic people with the same strong style beside her.When they saw Ming Juying coming up, they patted Shao Ye, ready to go upstairs.

They all left at once, and when they passed by Ming Guying, they all smiled, and one of them showed a mouth full of big gold teeth, it's hard to say whether it was friendly or intimidating.

Ming Juying looked at these big brothers who must be eye-catching when they walked, and felt an inexplicable admiration in her heart, and waved her hand a little, but the moment she looked at Shao Ye again, she immediately froze.

He didn't expect to see Shao Ye again so soon, and he felt an inexplicable guilt, not because of anything else but because of the little card he picked out from the trash can.

With the light behind her back, Shao Ye walked towards Ming Juying slowly: "Why are you here?"

Ming Guying pulled down the mask: "I just came over to have a meal with Brother Meng..."

Shao Ye nodded, didn't ask any more questions, walked around him to the bar, "What do you want to drink?"

"No need..." Ming Juying turned her head and saw the wine glasses on the bar, she was startled, "Brother Shao, were you drinking just now?"

How can I drink it as soon as I come out of Fat Tomato!

"Very little." Shao Ye smiled, "Can you drive?"

"Will it be..."

"Take me home today." Shao Ye leaned on the bar counter, raised her chin slightly, "A little later."

Maybe because she knew that Shao Ye had been drinking, Ming Juying always looked at him with not clear eyes, so she laughed a few times before changing the subject: "Brother Shao, you came here to drink since you came out of Fat Tomato. ."

"Yeah." Shao Ye continued, "Someone happened to be looking for it. Upstairs is my friend's studio."

"Studio? The kind that makes music?"

"Well. Come here and complete the task you gave me."

Ming Juying asked strangely: "The task I gave?"

"The song from BOX5. The one won by Dancing Machine." Shao Ye picked up the wine glass, "It's almost ready."

Ming Juying became interested now, and at the same time felt a lot more at ease. If she is busy with work, there is no way to leave in a hurry, so she grinned and asked, "Really! Did you write it these two days?"

"I'm just the producer and participating in the arrangement. The group is responsible for the lyrics and music." Shao Ye took a sip of his wine and pointed upstairs, "Do you want to hear it? It's already been recorded. The higher-ups are working on the details."

I think I definitely want to, but...

Ming Guying thought for a while and shook her head: "Forget it. Let BOX5 hear the finished product first!"

Shao Ye raised her eyebrows: "Okay."

He stared at Ming Guying, paused for a while, took the wine glass and walked to the electronic organ by the terrace: "You can listen to this one. Come here."

"What?" Ming Guying followed.

Shao Ye took out his phone, and there was a composing software on the screen. He tuned it, and slid his right hand across the keyboard.

"Sit down." Shao Ye made room for him and stood beside him.

Click play.

Very brisk music, simple melody, full of rhythm, not gorgeous, but fashionable and cute.

Shao Ye's arm went around Ming Guying's shoulder, and he played casually in tune with the music. His slender and strong fingers easily controlled the keyboard.

Myung Gooyoung gets all the attention with his fingers and music.

Shao Ye's music style has always been changeable, but this one is particularly playful, and it doesn't match him, but it is more attractive because of it.

At the end of the music, Ming Guying didn't have any high-level speeches, she could only clap her hands and grinned: "It sounds good! Good good good good good."

Shao Ye looked at him quietly: "It's for you."

Ming Guying was about to ask what song it was, and was taken aback: "Me?"

"Thinking that what you do is for you." Shao Ye tilted his head, "Do you have to be a little sincere in chasing people?"

Ming Juying let out a hey in her heart, already a little at a loss: "Brother Shao..."

"Just kidding." Shao Ye said casually, "Try playing and watching."

Ming Guying was startled again: "I don't know how to play the piano."

"I teach you."

Before Ming Juying recovered, Shao Ye spoke in his ear, which made the tip of his ears feel hot, so he could only wave his hands again and again: "Brother Shao, to tell you the truth. I am like music and I can listen to it, but it Will not deal with my relationship."

The sun outside was so bright that it was hitting Ming Guying.Shao Ye looked at the sunlight passing through his disheveled head, laughed, and said in a low voice, "If music ignores everyone, this world would be too much."

"Put your left hand up."

Ming Juying looked up at Shao Ye, he looked at her with a slight tenderness, which made people dazzled.

This is an irresistible charm, no matter how clamorous the straight man's soul in Ming Juying is, she still puts her hands on the keyboard ignorantly.

Then she was gently covered by Shao Ye.

Shao Ye took his hand and placed it on the left side of the keyboard: "It's very simple."

... it's over.

Ming Guying said secretly in her heart.

…………

At this moment, several girls passed by this small building.

They screamed and took a picture of this scene, posted it on Weibo, @博客[Where is the handsome guy on 3rd Street].

[Gosh! !Just now I came early and wandered around, and came to watch when I heard the music, and I accidentally caught two handsome guys! ! !They sat on the balcony a little bit, and couldn't get a good picture of their faces, but they felt so handsome! !One of them seems to be teaching the other to play the piano! ! !We didn't dare to break the atmosphere, so we left after secretly filming!Blogger, look at me! ! ! 】

But half an hour later, the girl who posted the blog looked at her Weibo full of forwards, replies, likes and countless private messages, and looked blankly at her best friend: "What we photographed is... Shao Ye... and... Ming Gu Ying...?"

Weibo exploded again.