On the plane, Chen Mo pretended to be sleepy, put on his headphones and closed his eyes.
Then he began to check the entertainment gift package. Under the music column, there was once again a song and a piece of music, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
Sure enough, just as he thought, a successful challenge can also be regarded as a successful sniper attack.
Although he no longer intends to use his identity as an entertainment sniper to maliciously target artists, his entertainment sniping career cannot stop. This is why he chose to participate in the music variety show "Song King Arena" in the first place.
At the same time, he also figured out that the higher the status of the sniping artist in the entertainment industry, the more works he would unlock.
In the past, most of the people he targeted were second-tier singers, so he didn't notice it. However, Li Shutong was a first-tier singer, and the one named Zheng Wei had a rich background, so he unlocked more works.
Coupled with the fact that he successfully challenged a third-tier singer this time and unlocked two works, he felt confident.
After arriving in Chengdu and sending Li Mingzhu back to Shen Qingrou's apartment, Chen Mo returned to the flat floor of Tianyue Huafu alone.
His daughter Shen Xingluo also went back to the apartment. For a moment, Chen Mo felt empty. He was used to the little girl calling him daddy by his side.
After lying in bed and resting for a few hours, I really wasn't in the mood to make dinner, so I picked up my phone and went out.
At this time, it was completely dark. Chen Mo ordered some skewers. As soon as he picked up a skewer of beef, the ringtone of the video call rang.
"Luoluo, have you eaten?"
"Eat, it's the food cooked by mom...ah! Dad, you actually ate the beef skewers behind Luoluo's back. I...it smells so good!" Shen Xingluo looked at the skewers in his father's hand and licked them involuntarily. Lips.
Chen Mo smiled and said: "You are a snack foodie, you can't eat too much at night. If you want to eat, wait until tomorrow."
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to congratulate dad. Congratulations on your successful promotion. It's a pity that Luo Luo didn't go to see dad sing live!"
"It's okay, it will be the same when I watch it on TV later."
"Keke, I'm watching right now, and my mother, Aunt Lanlan and Aunt Mingzhu are all watching, but I haven't seen my father show up yet!" Shen Xingluo pointed the camera at Shen Qingrou and the other three, and then turned to the TV screen. , and then turned back.
Shen Qingrou couldn't help but blush when her daughter came so suddenly.
This stinky girl has no signs at all. Now Chen Mo must be wondering if I care about him. It's so embarrassing!
However, the latter just looked at the time on his phone. It was eight o'clock in the evening, and the first episode of "Song King Arena" had already started to be played on Yancheng Satellite TV.
At the same time, it is also played simultaneously on major websites.
The reason why it can be played so quickly is because the program team did almost no processing on the video. They only adjusted the clarity of the video and eliminated some noise, in order to pursue the original reality.
"Okay daddy, Luoluo needs to look at daddy seriously. You eat first, bye!"
Hearing his daughter's ridiculous words, Chen Mo smiled and said, "Okay, goodbye Luoluo, but remember not to sleep too late, otherwise you won't look good in the future."
"Hmph! Dad is bad, Luoluo will definitely look as good-looking as mom!"
After saying that, the little girl hung up the phone directly, but there was no angry expression on her face.
Chen Mo smiled and put away his phone. Just as he was about to enjoy his meal, a figure appeared in front of the small table: "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Chen here. What a coincidence!"
"Is this King Ding, coming out to play with strings?"
When he looked up and saw the person coming, Chen Mo raised the beef skewers in his hand.
Ding Yuesheng nodded with a smile, and then sat down opposite him rudely: "Boss, here are twenty skewers of beef skewers, ten skewers of lamb kidneys, ten skewers of leeks, ten skewers of palm treasure..."
"Uh...Ding Tianwang, are you weak?"
Chen Mo stared at the opposite side with his mouth open. This is not for playing skewers. This is for tonic!
Ding Yuesheng blushed: "Mr. Chen, don't get me wrong, I just like this."
"Oh, I see. Then it seems that King Ding Tian is in very good health!"
"Ahem, lick the chuan'er, lick the chuan'er..." Ding Yuesheng coughed repeatedly, picked up the Feizhai Happy Water on the table and took a sip.
After he calmed down, he looked at Chen Mo and said: "I'm really grateful to Mr. Chen. The song "Kiss Goodbye" received a very good response after it was released, and it made me gain a lot of new fans. I'll drink it instead of drinking. One drink, Mr. Chen!”
"King Ding Tian, you are too flattering to me, cheers!"
After touching Ding Yuesheng, Chen Mo shook his head and said.
The former sighed: "Mr. Chen doesn't know something. I came to Chengdu for vacation this time with the purpose of looking for old entertainment thieves. Although people call me a king, they are actually saying it behind my back. I am no longer worthy of the position of King of Heaven.”
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment by these words: He won't be exposed, right?
Just as he was about to say something to smooth things over, he heard Ding Yuesheng say again: "Furthermore, the company has also made it clear that it will no longer allocate any resources to me. Asking me to come to Chengdu for vacation to find someone is not asking me to support myself."
"This is actually quite good. It's a little more free."
"But I still want to sing to more people, so I came here to look for the old entertainment thief." Ding Yuesheng took a sip of Feizhai Happy Water as a drink, "But I didn't expect to meet Mr. Chen. So I got a role from director Guo Yingjie."
"You, King Ding, won that with your own strength. I don't dare to take credit!"
Chen Mo waved his hands quickly. The hat was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't bear it.
However, Ding Yuesheng seemed not to have heard his words and continued: "Although I have never met an old entertainment thief until now, I found that Mr. Chen's talent is no worse than that of the old thief, or even better. After all, Mr. Chen He is not only good at writing songs and singing, he can also create high-quality novels, and his acting skills are comparable to or even better than those of first-line actors."
"King Ding Tian, your lamb kidneys are here, eat them quickly!"
Chen Mo saw that he was getting more and more outrageous, so he quickly changed the topic.
But I was muttering in my heart: "Old Ding, are you comparing me to myself in front of me? Is this really okay?"
Ding Yuesheng smiled awkwardly. He was not talking just now, but he didn't expect Chen Mo to see through it.
After rubbing a bunch of lamb kidneys, he still said shamelessly: "Mr. Chen, I want to discuss a long-term cooperation with you. From now on, I will ask Mr. Chen to help me write my songs. Mr. Chen has the final say on the price."
"Cough cough cough~~~Ding Tianwang, you haven't been drinking either?!"
Chen Mo, who was drinking a drink, was immediately choked. He thought Ding Yuesheng wanted to invite another song, but he didn't expect that this guy came with the idea of squeezing him dry.
Indeed, with the entertainment gift package, he has no shortage of songs, and he can also compose songs by himself, but he doesn't want to cooperate with others like this.
If you want to invite me to sing, you can, but it’s up to me whether you agree or not!
However, Ding Yuesheng's request for singing songs is not impossible. If the situation were different, he would be happy to 'write' songs for the other party.
"King Ding, I have some ideas in my mind, but they are not mature yet. When the ideas mature, maybe Mr. Ding won't come to me, but I will rush to write songs for Mr. Ding!"
"Oh? I wonder if Mr. Chen can reveal it in advance?"
"Put Chuan'er, Chuan'er is almost cold. I'm worried about being laughed at by Mr. Ding if I say it now!"
After making a haha, Chen Mo kept eating the kebabs without mentioning what happened just now.
(To be continued!)
