First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Yin Chi was taken aback again, and asked several seconds later: "What do you want this kind of dry goods for? You are not the most annoying about this kind of thing."

Song Jianchu said lightly, "Let's understand."

Thinking that the brother was just a whim, Yin Chi didn't take it seriously, and teased: "Ordinary knowledge can't satisfy your thirst for knowledge anymore?"

Song Jianchu said "hmm".

Didn't even get pissed off.

The brother was suddenly so friendly and humble today, Yin Chi raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Although Yin Chi was full of coquettish words before, he didn't really want to teach the children to be bad.What's more, his brother is still an outstanding student since he was a child, so he should always be clean.

Yin Chi withdrew his surprised gaze, and casually said: "Nursing a star is also a nurturing, it's the same, but the cost is a little higher, and it's basically your love and I'd like to get what I want. That's the thing, there's nothing to understand."

Song Jianchu was quiet for a moment, and said, "I remember you said before that you want to start an entertainment company independently from home?"

Yin Chi was surprised: "Do you still remember?"

Yin Chi is four years older than Song Jianchu. Two years ago, he accompanied Song Jianchu to study in the UK. Before leaving, the two went to dinner, and he casually mentioned this matter.

An unintentional sentence has been remembered for so long, Yin Chi felt a little relieved, and said happily: "I have been preparing for the past few years, I have accumulated a lot of contacts, and I have basically negotiated with a few big names whose contracts are about to expire. , all we need is a reliable partner..."

"Let's go." Song Jianchu said, "I'll invest for you."

"You said just now that you want to know about the current situation of involution in the entertainment industry?"

"No problem." Yin Chi sat upright respectfully: "There is no decent game here, and I will bring Dad to open your eyes when I go back!"

The Weibo celebrity night has ended for a few days, and the hotspots on the Internet are updated quickly, and related topics are replaced by new real-time hotspots. Only the popularity of "The Demon King's Brother Chasing Stars Successfully" remains high, and an independent super chat has also been established. Millions of new members joined the discussion.

[The fifth day of the stinky brother's success in chasing stars (spreading flowers)]

[Isn't it very active to show off your wealth?How come there is no sound after chasing stars successfully? ? 】

[Everyone, I have a bold idea. Have you heard of the Mandela Effect?Maybe this is a collective daydream...]

[Is it time to focus on your career to realize your dream?The latest vlog has been eating repeatedly for several days, when will it be updated? (smashing chopsticks)]

[After watching the live broadcast 78 times, I can be sure that the few seconds of hugging are not a matter of lighting, this kid is just blushing! ! 】

Somewhere on the second ring road, a private club run by a rich man to entertain his friends.The light source inside the quaint blue brick wall is quiet, and the parking lot of the compound looks like an international famous auto show.Several luxury cars drove in one after another, and the tall men with masks and hats got out of the cars one after another.

The beautiful waitress took the three of them to the reserved private room and closed the sliding door respectfully.

Pei Shinian took off his hat and mask, and unzipped his coat: "Why didn't Brother Xing come? I didn't reply to my messages."

Lu Shen handed the black coat to the waiter: "Film reshoots, big night."

Big night refers to the crew shooting all night.

"My Brother Xing is really awesome. The last time I was filming a fight scene, I had a broken calf bone. It has only been a few months." Pei Shinian admired and said, "I have never used a stand-in for an action scene. The salary is so high that it is worth it."

"Brother Ye." Pei Shinian turned his head uneasily and asked, "Did you tell Brother Jia Ming? He won't come to arrest you in a while, will he?"

"will not."

Mu Ye was wearing a black sweater, and leaned lazily on the seat, "Old Wang won't let him in, and will help delete the monitoring when he leaves."

Lao Wang is the rich owner of the club. He played rock and roll with underground bands when he was young.Although he is nearly forty years old, he is Mu Ye's loyal younger brother. He often humbly asks him about music creation, and the two have a good relationship.

Pei Shinian: "...That's good."

The waiter knocked on the door again and entered, and served a table full of exquisite snacks with wine.Several people stopped talking, and the quiet room suddenly heard the vibrating sound of a mobile phone call.

Mu Ye took out the phone from his jacket pocket, looked at it, and swipe the screen to turn it off.

In less than two seconds, Lu Shen's phone vibrated.

Lu Shengao poured the wine with a cold face, but didn't care.

The incoming calls were solitaire, the buzzing stopped for less than a second, and Pei Shinian's phone on the table vibrated crazily again.

"?"

The waiter looked up quietly.

Inexplicably, the atmosphere felt a little familiar.

It's a bit like the husband goes out to drink secretly, and the wife opens the address book at home to check the drinking buddies one by one.

The waiter closed the door again and left, Mu Ye said, "Go ahead and pick it up."

Pei Shinian sighed, turned on the loudspeaker, and said in a normal tone, "Brother Jiaming."

The person on the phone was polite and kind: "Good evening, Xiao Pei, is your brother by your side?"

Pei Shinian glanced at the two who had already started clinking glasses: "...not here."

Gu Jiaming keenly heard the sound of glass colliding: "Don't let him touch alcohol! Have you gone to Mr. Wang's club?"

Mu Ye reached out and filled Pei Shinian's cup.

"No." Pei Shinian reached out to hold the glass and said, "Didn't Brother Ye stop drinking again? My brother treats me so well, how could I possibly harm him. I came out with Brother Lu, and I'm the only one tonight both."

With that said, Pei Shinian held out his phone to the person opposite.

The person on the opposite side usually looked indifferent, and had no intention of acting with him.

Slowly, Mu Ye took out a bottle of his private collection from the paper bag.

Lu Shen glanced at the wine bottle and gave a faint "hmm".

Gu Jiaming hurriedly greeted him politely: "Oh, you're here too. Good evening, Mr. Lu. It's been a while since I saw you. I heard that your starring work has been nominated for Best Film at the International Film Festival. Congratulations in advance!"

Lu Shen: "Thank you."

"I wasn't with you, so where did this person go?" Gu Jiaming gritted his teeth and muttered, "When I went home to deliver a milk powder, all three locks of the wine cabinet were picked, so I must find someone to drink it with." He doesn't have many friends who can drink, who else can he have besides you?"

Pei Shinian looked at the person who was sitting next to him, and paused: "Brother Jiaming, don't worry too much, my brother should be fine, he knows how much he can drink, so he usually doesn't drink much."

"Fart!" Gu Jiaming couldn't hold back, and explained in a loud voice: "I'm sorry, Xiao Pei didn't treat you, I was afraid that something would happen to him? I was afraid that he would be popular on performance art again! These days he is always watching when he has nothing to do If he drank too much on the Weibo of his fanboy brother, give that kid a like, and I won't pass this year!"

"what……"

Pei Shinian looked at the idle person next to him in surprise again, and said, "Even if my brother really slipped, it's not that serious. The two of them interacted at the award presentation two days ago, and the netizens didn't respond very well."

Gu Jiaming was going bald just thinking about it: "It's not that simple! Recently, there is a lot of social pressure, and there are more and more people who hate the rich. This dangerous person is always black and red. If there is any principle problem in the future , what can we do if we get burned here!"

Pei Shinian: "Song Jianchu usually spends a little more money, so it shouldn't be possible..."

"Little Pei, if your brother was half as safe as you, would I wear a wig in my early thirties? My son is just able to talk now, and his little hand has nowhere to grab it when he is riding a big horse. He pulls my temple every day and asks. 'Where did daddy's hair go'..."

Gu Jiaming couldn't help but began to complain: "You also know that your brother has an uneasy face, but luckily he usually makes music in the studio every day and doesn't socialize very much. He is not serious, he can flirt with my dog ​​when he sees it. I never dared to let him appear on variety shows for fear of collapse. Netizens called him a 'national evildoer'. This man drank so many times I have survived performance art, and I just want to persist for a few more years, so that I can save my son a wife for a good retirement, why did he suddenly appear as a cancer fan?"

Pei Shinian didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him: "Brother Jiaming, you've worked hard."

"Okay, then I won't bother you and Lu Yingdi to relax, I'll call the people in the studio and ask." Gu Jiaming said: "From now on, I have to lock all the wine in my safe. This time, I blame me for underestimating him. Have a good drink."

hang up the phone.

Pei Shinian felt a little guilty, turned around and said to the people next to him, "Brother, why don't you give Brother Jiaming a raise in salary."

Gu Jiaming's salary as an agent is already the highest in the industry, which makes many agents jealous.

It's just that no one knows that there is a bald head behind the high salary.

Mu Ye lowered his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

Halfway through the wine session, the table was full of empty bottles.

The two elder brothers have just entered the state, and Pei Shinian is already a waste.He couldn't stay with him, so he found an excuse to put on his hat and go out.While playing on the mobile phone by the rockery fish pond in the corridor, an inexplicably familiar figure passed by.

Pei Shinian glanced from under the lowered brim of his hat.

He recognized one of them at a glance, the famous prince who is the godfather of the entertainment industry.

The prince was holding the boy's shoulders, talking and laughing, leading them forward. The boy was wearing sunglasses and a black fisherman's hat, with his hands in his coat pockets, and the loose dark gray windbreaker collar slightly covered his chin.

The prince said in a respectful tone: "The dry goods bureau you saved specially for Dad, the ten you found are all big money owners who have been in the front line of the circle, and they understand this better than me. You can do whatever you want in a while, and you can learn as you want. I understand, I promise to let you go... see clearly."

The brim of the boy's hat covered most of his head.

Pei Shinian might be so drunk that his eyes blurred, and he always felt that he could vaguely see a few strands of pink hair.

"They all came with their companions, there may be too many people." The prince said: "Tonight, Dad, you will be in charge of opening the eyes. I invite you for this round."

The consumption in this place is not low, and there is no wine below five figures. Many people come here to party for one night, and less than seven figures.

"Need not."

"Please." The boy said lightly, "Thank you."