Ling Xi's evil fire rushed from the tip of his tail to the top of his head. Fucking good negotiation! He is a singer-songwriter. He has written several times as many songs as he recorded on albums. Some of them were sold to others by him. Even in the two years when he had the lowest exposure and the worst, he gave others money for money. The "singer-songwriter" was a shooter... but not in those situations and now! one! Sample!
The demo hasn't come out yet, and he, the original author, hasn't entered the studio yet. As a result, the arrangement was leaked inexplicably. The actor's agent came to the door and wanted to cut off Hu? If this is an ordinary song, it's fine. This song is of great significance to Ling Xi. It is not only a portrayal of his mood during this period, but also the cornerstone of his success. How could he be willing to give it up
When Ling Xi answered the phone, he used the loudspeaker function. Not only could he hear the other party's words, but Wu Youpeng, who was standing next to him, could also hear them.
Wu Youpeng entered the industry earlier than Ling Xi. He had heard countless dirty things. He pondered for a while, and just as he was about to speak, he was blocked by the next words of the other agent's agent.
"We really appreciate you very much, I think you must cherish this song, so give this song to someone who is more suitable for it?"
Ling Xi laughed angrily: "more suitable? Which aspect is more suitable?" Why is the song he wrote for himself the most suitable for others
The agent on the other end of the phone made a funny joke: "The ending song of a TV series is basically sung by the male and female protagonists... You can't let a dog who has only appeared in a few episodes sing it, right?"
As soon as such brazen words were spoken, Wu Youpeng's original thought of "saying something nicely" was completely shattered. He was so angry that he panted heavily and reached out to grab Ling Xi's phone, wanting to press the hang up button. He was distressed by the children he brought, and they dared to bully their own calves because the company was big enough and famous enough—don't even dream about it!
Ling Xi took the phone and avoided it. Being so insulted, Ling Xi's face was calm, but he continued to ask the other party's words: "I want to sing the song to you, no problem."
"It's Bao Hui!"
"I'm sorry, I have a big tongue." Ling Xi apologized insincerely: "It's okay to sing the song to the cannon fodder. But you always have to express it, right?"
As soon as the other party heard the drama, his voice became eager: "I said just now, the price is easy to discuss."
"I don't want money." Ling Xi said, "They're all in the circle. You must have heard of some people who volunteered to be unspoken in order to get good songs? - You strip the cannon fodder, let me fuck once, and serve me. Well, I can give him this song no problem!"
Without waiting for that person to scold him, Ling Xi hung up the phone and put him on the blacklist.
Bao Hui and his agent only saw Ling Xi's unknown stardom, and could only laugh when he was abused on the show. They felt that he was like the dog he played and could lead him by giving him a piece of meat. Go, don't take him seriously at all... They forget that dogs can bite.
Ling Xi let out this bad breath, and her body became much lighter. He looked up at the ceiling above his head, blinked hard, and lowered his head again after a while. He took a deep look at the script that was scattered on the sofa, and murmured with shame on his face: "Angkor, I have torn up with the main actor. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this job."
Wu Youpeng helped him with his relationship and face, and finally helped him win a good job to sing the ending song for a popular TV series and play a role, but because of his temporary anger, it was ruined.
The other party is a well-known new male star, and he is only a 12th-tier singer who has debuted for many years. It is clear at a glance which is more important. Even if you take advantage of yourself, how can the entertainment industry favor you just because you take advantage of it
But if they did it all over again, Ling Xi would still scold them like that.
Even if he loses this good job and can no longer move up the circle in the future, he does not regret it. The big deal is that he went home to sell milk tea after two years of ignorance. Anyway, his start-up capital has been saved...
Seeing his sullen face, Wu Youpeng felt extremely distressed, and quickly went over and patted him on the shoulder: "It's not your fault at all, it's their shameless shame! Just because you have a good employer, you shout everywhere, even if you don't scold him. They, I have to scold them, do you really think you are a wrist?"
The twelfth-tier artist and his agent closed the door and scolded Bao Hui, from outright scolding to witty and evil, and the two emptied all the inventory in their stomachs... After the scolding, the twelfth tier The little artist couldn't think of any new words anymore, and the agent was still shouting angrily: "What is that stinky idiot, that stinky mouth, the shit soup bibimbap for lunch?"
Ling Xi: "... Angkor, I've known you for so many years, I really didn't expect you to have so many vicious words in your stomach."
Wu Youpeng: "Well, you should be glad that I have always been very reserved in front of you."
Ling Xi: "..."
Wu Youpeng suddenly said: "By the way, when you said you wanted to fuck Bao Hui, were you joking or serious? I'm your agent, and everything in the contract must be reported to me as soon as possible, if you really like it Men, you must not come out of the closet before the contract is terminated!"
Ling Xi rolled his eyes: "Even if I want to like Zhu Linlin, I won't be a cannon fodder!"
The two talked and laughed for a while, and the bad breath just now had completely disappeared. During this period, Wu Youpeng's mobile phone was almost blown up by his superiors, and the screenwriter he managed to catch up with also frequently sent him messages. Wu Youpeng knew what they were talking about without looking at it.
Bao Hui is an artist under the flourishing entertainment company "Upstart Entertainment". He graduated from the film academy and has not graduated yet, but he has been engaged in performing arts since his junior year. Because of his handsome appearance and bright image, he soon became a member of Upstart Entertainment. Support the object. His manager sued the top, and the company level put pressure on "Yangtian Media" where Ling Xi was working, asking him to either hand over his songs honestly, or get out of the crew.
People are fighting for a breath, Ling Xi is reluctant to sing, the only way left in front of him is to get out of the crew.
Ling Xi thought, even if he did, he would be more tragic—he was going to make trouble there on the day the film crew started filming, and before being fired away by the staff, he turned around and decided to leave while playing "Life in Full Bloom".
Thinking of the stunned look of everyone at that time, Ling Xi laughed bitterly. Laughing and smiling, he turned his face hard again. He sighed silently while burying his head in sorting out the messy scripts and sheet music scattered all over the room.
"Tell me, it's all from a brokerage company, so why is there such a difference in character?" Ling Xi said angrily, "That cannon fodder, if only one-tenth of An Ruifeng could be a man!"
Wu Youpeng nodded: "Yeah, An Ruifeng is indeed worthy of deep friendship. You can see that he took more care of you the first time he saw you. The previous prank show was not his fault. After he finished the show, he apologized and I invited you to dinner. On the day of the show, I sent a text message to congratulate you. I have been in the circle for so many years, and I have seen many good-looking people, and I have also seen many people who are good-looking, but as good-looking as him can still It's really rare to be a celebrity."
He stopped suddenly, and hurriedly said: "Ling Xi, why did we forget, you can ask An Ruifeng to help communicate! Didn't the hero of "Sword in the World" look for him before, he recommended Bao Bao when he didn't have a schedule. Hui's... why don't you ask An Ruifeng to say good things to you?"
"How is that possible," Ling Xi shook his head: "Fat water doesn't flow to outsiders, he himself has no schedule, their company must be desperately trying to take this opportunity to introduce new people. You really have a good relationship with Bao Hui when you recommend him? Maybe he even I don't know who Bao Hui is... Besides, how long have I known him, I don't think I have the energy to persuade the big-name idols of Xingui Entertainment to intercede for me."
Wu Youpeng persuaded him: "Try it, you must have a dream, what if you see a ghost?"
After repeated persuasion by Wu Youpeng, Ling Xi finally picked up the phone and dialed An Ruifeng. They've exchanged phone numbers for so long, and apart from the occasional text message, they've never called, which is the first time.
Because Wu Youpeng was by his side, Ling Xi still turned on the external function.
So the two of them heard the ringtone music of Ling Xi's "zero" coming from the receiver at the same time...
Ling Xi: =mouth=
Wu Youpeng said firmly: "I now think that the possibility of seeing a ghost is very high!"
The ringtone rang for a while, and the call was connected. Ling Xi was forced to listen to his singing again just now, but now is the time to be ashamed. After five seconds of the call, he realized it later.
"Ling Xi? I'm sorry, I was taking a shower just now, but I didn't hear it." The sound of the bathroom sliding door came over the phone.
"It's okay, it's okay. Ah, it's okay, it's okay!" Ling Xi scratched his head, not knowing where to start, Wu Youpeng winked at him desperately, and he said hesitantly. "It's like this... I finished writing the ending song of "The World of Swordsman" a few days ago. I have finished writing the lyrics and music, and I feel pretty good."
"Congratulations, it must be a very good song."
"Well, it's very good." Ling Xi calmly took the compliment: "I also sent it to the director and screenwriter, and they were all very satisfied. Now that song is being edited by the composer. Song... Then I don't know what happened, the DEMO leaked, and the agent of the actor of "Sword in the World" just called me, hoping that I can sing the song."
An Ruifeng understood almost at one point: "I guess it's Bao Hui?"
Ling Xi nodded, and quickly realized that An Ruifeng was invisible, so he quickly said, "Well... it's him." Then he added in a low voice, "I had a little spat with his agent... ."
An Ruifeng's laughter flowed from the phone: "I'm afraid it's not too small, right? ... But it's not your fault, Bao Hui didn't listen to the company's advice not long ago, fired his original manager, and insisted that one of his His relatives acted as his manager, and that person had no professionalism at all. He yelled at the company and offended a lot of people. If it weren't for Bao Hui's potential to continue to move up, the company would not have tolerated it. Him." He explained the cause and effect in a few words, and eased the last trace of awkwardness in Ling Xi's heart.
"The problem now is that he asked the upper management of your company to directly put pressure on our company. You also know that your company has more brokers than our entire company. It's really stupid for him to play such a hand directly. B... I That is to say, immoral." Ling Xi choked again when he said this.
Wu Youpeng stood beside him, trying his best to make the mouths of "go to hell" and "go to hell".
Ling Xi gritted his teeth and showed his old face: "I called you to ask you, is there anything you can do?" He hurriedly added: "Of course, that's what I asked, not asking for your help. Me! I just ask casually…”
"I see." Hearing the voice, An Ruifeng sat down on the sofa: "Let me think about it."
"Oh. Then I'll call you later..." Ling Xi didn't have any hope for this. The brokerage company was not opened by An Ruifeng, and because of his personal relationship with him, Bao Hui was treated like a fly. Pressed to death
"Don't hang up, that's fine." An Ruifeng said.
After saying the last sentence, An Ruifeng did not hear back for a long time. Ling Xi thought that the other party had fallen asleep, but the rhythmic sound of fingers tapping on the table from the receiver proved that An Ruifeng was on the way. think.
Ling Xi is really going to die of guilt... Because of his own reasons, he has caused such a big trouble to his friends, and he is really sorry.
When the minute hand slowly moved a few more squares, An Ruifeng finally spoke: "Look, can you do this?"
"En!" Ling Xi nodded desperately: "You say what you say!"
"If you can accept it, I hope you make this song a chorus for the two of us, or go a step further and give it to me directly."
"… what?"
An Ruifeng's gentle coaxing voice came out of the receiver: "The price is easy to negotiate."