When he got home, Chen Minhao turned on his computer. He was going to browse his latest Weibo messages and the schedule sent by Kang Hui.
After just 10 minutes of watching, I was interrupted by a phone call.
The call was from Wu Hongrong.
"You're good, young man. You won first place. Hou Fujin and I praised you several times some time ago." After Wu Hongrong exchanged greetings, he directly asked: "I was in Shanghai recently. I wonder if you have time to have a meal together?"
"No problem, I have both days available." Chen Minhao took a look at his schedule and replied directly.
Needless to say, Chen Minhao has time. Hou Fujin's status in the music world is enough for Chen Minhao to make time even if he doesn't have time, and to make time to see him even if he can't.
Wu Hongrong directly arranged to meet at Nanxi Mansion that evening.
"You may not think that this store is in a remote location, but it's hard to determine the location of their store." Wu Hongrong took Chen Minhao into a private room.
Chen Minhao complained crazily in his heart: So, why should I book here? There's no meat here.
"Try it, the vegetarian sausages made in this store are pretty good."
However, Chen Minhao just wants to eat meat.
After Wu Hongrong gave Chen Minhao a piece of vegetarian shrimp with chopsticks, he asked: "Recently, one of my brothers is filming a martial arts movie and needs a theme song. I am currently busy with the theme song for a movie and can't spare the time. I recommended you to him and he wants to talk to you first.”
Chen Minhao thought that he could be called a brother by someone like Wu Hongrong, and now he is filming a martial arts TV series. Isn't it Zhao Yao? Is the world so small
Chen Minhao nodded, but did not agree directly. He asked: "I also want to read the script and plot. Are you talking about "Bing Di Lian"?"
Wu Hongrong nodded. "Okay, young man, it seems that you have a good sense of the entertainment industry."
The fate is really wonderful.
Chen Minhao nodded: "The heroine of this drama is my senior sister, so I have heard a little bit about it. I am quite interested in this drama."
"Men, who doesn't have a martial arts dream? Lao Zhao received the script of "Bing Di Lian" a few years ago and has always wanted to film it. But as you know, domestic martial arts have been very cold in the past two years, so Lao Zhao has been I didn’t start filming. But this can be regarded as Lao Zhao’s long-cherished wish in recent years. Now he finally has a chance to film it, so there is no room for any fooling around. The theme song of "Bing Di Lian" was originally decided by the investors. After Zhao heard this, he immediately fought back."
Chen Minhao weighed it in his mind. Judging from the configuration of the director and the heroine, "Bingdilian" is not a small crew, but a big production.
If you can provide a theme song to such a crew, let's not talk about the increase in your own popularity. This move can accumulate high-quality connections like Zhao Yao, and also bring him closer to Wu Hongrong. Moreover, after providing the theme song to "Bingdilian", my style can be raised to a higher level.
The worst outcome is that the song is already written and Zhao Yao feels it is inappropriate, but he can still include it in his EP.
If the worst outcome of a thing can be accepted, Chen Minhao feels that it can be done.
He believed that Kang Hui would definitely support this matter. Even if Kang Hui doesn't support it, he can still find a way to get her to support it.
When Wu Hongrong saw Chen Minhao nodding, he said directly: "Okay, I will take you to see him now."
The meeting place was in a private room of a barbecue restaurant. Zhao Yao had a cold beer in his left hand and mutton skewers in his right hand.
There were a lot of wooden skewers piled on the table. The first time Chen Minhao saw someone eating mutton skewers, they ate two of them together.
When Zhao Yao saw someone coming in, he didn't get up to say hello. Instead, he shouted toward the door: "Old Li, add 50 mutton skewers and 50 beef skewers."
A deep male voice shouted outside the door: "Okay."
Zhao Yao raised his head and glanced at Chen Minhao and said, "Come and sit down. Let's eat first before talking."
Chen Minhao sat down and started playing skewers.
Congeniality is a way for two people to quickly get closer in interpersonal communication. Chen Minhao knows his way.
"Young man, have you ever tasted a woman?" Zhao Yao suddenly spoke, and then Wu Hongrong slapped Zhao Yao on the back of the head. "Stop talking nonsense after drinking two cups of cat urine. Talk about business."
"This is my business." Zhao Yao muttered: "Then let me ask another question. Do you believe in fate?"
Chen Minhao actually thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out the connection between the two questions, but he still said honestly: "I don't believe it."
"Then how did you write those lyrics?" Zhao Yao asked doubtfully. Zhao Yao tapped the edge of the table with his chopsticks and read word for word: "Old dreams are vague, the past is blurred, in the spring flowers and autumn moon. Looking through the mist Flowers, looking at the moon in the water, are lost again and again. When you want to argue, you forget to speak, and when you forget to speak, you forget to argue. Misfortune and fortune come in turns. What you get is not what you want, what you want is not what you want, and fate makes a mockery of you."
Isn't this the lyrics that I pieced together in order to perform rap during my third stage performance
Chen Minhao took a sip of cold beer and said: "I don't believe in fate. The word fate means that wealth, poverty, good and bad fortune, as well as life and death, poverty and gain and loss, all depend on something that is beyond the control of human beings. Power. I don’t like it. The ending may not be happy, but I think people can change their destiny.”
Zhao Yao nodded: "I know, you wrote a sentence on the mirror at the beginning of "Artist Producer": "Don't think that we can choose to escape. Every step we take now determines the final outcome. "
Chen Minhao had a bold guess in his mind. Could Zhao Yao be his crazy fan? He feels that many of his fans may not remember what he wrote.
Zhao Yao saw Chen Minhao's eyes and quickly waved his hand and said, "I just happened to be a little curious about you after listening to the rap you wrote, so I read your cut on station B and found that you are quite interesting. Man. Wu Hongrong happened to recommend you to me, so I really want to talk."
Chen Minhao nodded, but he didn't really believe Zhao Yao's statement. How could a director of this level have enough time to browse station B
Zhao Yao grinned: "Many videos at Station B can inspire me, especially some of the ghost videos made by UP hosts, which can help me get to know an actor from a new perspective. Wan Anqi should be your senior sister, I was just watching it at the time I decided to use hers only after watching her stupid video."
Zhao Yao, your operation is so arrogant, does my senior sister know
Zhao Yao patted Chen Minhao's shoulder with his greasy hands and said, "For "Bing Di Lian", I want to tell a fateful story. I think you can understand it."
(End of chapter)