He practiced singing as usual and didn't come out of the singing room until half past ten. When he returned to Long'an Hotel, it was just eleven o'clock and Ning Yue started today's practice time.
At seven o'clock on Saturday morning, Ning Yue and her assistant Xiao Wen rushed to Jiangsu Province to participate in the recording of "The Sound of Nature". When they arrived at the program crew, they got the list of guests participating in the show. Ning Yue found a guest list on the list. Familiar name: Su Qingyan!
Such luck!
Ning Yue wanted to laugh three times!
She was just thinking of meeting Su Qingyan face-to-face sometime, but she didn't expect that the fate was so wonderful!
The receptionist of the program team arranged a room for them, and they also had customized lunch boxes. Xiaowen was afraid that she wouldn't be used to it, so he wanted to buy her some food, but Ning Yue stopped him.
"Three dishes and one soup, fish and shrimp, that's good enough. I'm just a kid from a rural area, so I don't have that much to worry about!"
Xiaowen said: "What's wrong with people from rural areas? Of course you have to enjoy life if you have money, and people have things they like to eat and things they don't like to eat. This is not intentional. We don't spend other people's money, so there is no need to force it. Own."
Ning Yue smiled again: "There's really nothing I don't like to eat. As long as it's not made too unpalatable, I can be satisfied with whatever I eat."
Moreover, today's three dishes and one soup seemed to be well cooked, and included her favorite fish and shrimp, so her portion of the meal was quickly eaten.
When the staff came in, they were surprised to find that both of them had finished eating their lunch boxes. It was normal for the assistants to finish their meals. After all, their work was still very tiring and consumed a lot of food, but artists were different. They had to To control their body shape, their appetites have become smaller. They don't even dare to eat staple food. This is the first time she has seen a female artist finish a box lunch.
"Teacher An, our program can choose live band accompaniment, or you can play the accompaniment directly. If necessary, you can practice singing with the band. The program will start live broadcast at eight o'clock in the evening. Do you have any questions?"
Ning Yue: "No problem, I'll go meet the band later."
She did bring an accompaniment, but it seemed like a live band would be more interesting. And although she had opened an entertainment company before, she was only in management, so being a singer was really new.
"It's only the second episode of live broadcast. Are your program team really not afraid of problems?"
The staff member looked at the door and then whispered: "As long as the show is popular, you should give it a try even if it's risky."
Ning Yue smiled and didn't ask any more questions.
The name of the band invited by the program is Pengpai. The four members of the Pengpai band are all very young, with an average age of no more than 30 years old. In the early years, they signed with a company and released albums. Unfortunately, the sales of the albums were not good, so they later became accompanists.
When team leader Yi Yang learned about Ning Yue's intention, he took the sheet music and tried it on the spot, and then said, "This is a good piece of music. I've never heard it before. Whose song is it?"
Yi Yang has naturally heard of An Ning Yue's name, and also knows that the various revelations on the Internet from half a year ago to now are from people in the circle. They know that rumors cannot be trusted, so they do not despise Ning Yue's attitude at all. , not even the slightest bit of flattery, just a state of communication that makes people feel very comfortable.
Ning Yue thought about this problem when she took out the song, saying that it was written by someone else, but trouble came, who wrote it? I want to contact someone to authorize the cover, but it will be a lot of trouble later.
Moreover, a song that has never appeared needs to be copyrighted. How can she register it if she didn't write it?
If I don’t register, will someone rush to register me?
So, this song became, "I wrote it in my spare time, and I just happened to take part in this show and put it out."
She said this without blushing or out of breath, and she didn't mean to be embarrassed at all.
It feels like the longer you live, the thicker your skin becomes.
A look of surprise appeared on the faces of Yi Yang and the others, "You can also write songs?"
Ning Yue spread her hands: "I have no choice, am I not forced to do anything?"
The four of them thought about it: That’s right! The person in front of me owes a lot of debt because he was cheated. Let alone hiring someone to write songs. I heard that if it weren't for the help of his manager, he wouldn't be able to make a living!
"Okay, how about we do it again?"
Based on his experience, this song
The song is likely to be a hit!
Therefore, he must not allow mistakes to be made during the live broadcast!
Then Ning Yue sang along with them a few times. She felt that she was almost ready, so she stopped to rest for a while.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, the door of the singing room was pushed open with a bang. Everyone in the room frowned. Ning Yue looked towards the person and saw the staff of the program team leading Su Qing. Yan and her agent, Sister Zhou, walked in. The staff looked a little embarrassed. It was obvious that she was not the one who pushed the door hard just now. She apologized: "Teacher An, Brother Yi, Teacher Su said that her music is not familiar yet." Practice it again, do you think?"
Ning Yue has already asked. The singing practice time arranged by these guests is different. The three hours this afternoon belong to her. Moreover, Su Qingyan is using the accompaniment that has been recorded in advance. She can go to other rooms. Go practice, so she appears here just to find trouble!
Su Qingyan smiled charmingly: "Hey, look at me, I didn't find out clearly. It turns out it's Sister An who is practicing singing. If I had known it was you, I wouldn't have bothered you."
Ning Yue said calmly: "Don't call me sister, you are older than me. Also, it will be the same if you leave now."
Su Qingyan's expression froze. Although An Ning Yue debuted early, she was indeed older than An Ning Yue.
"System, please help me find out why she is still alive and well after being tortured so badly by me?"
The grievance collection system waited for a while before saying: "This system can't detect anything wrong, but she doesn't have any grievances on her body. On the contrary, her luck is quite high!
Originally, she was one of the few people with great luck in the world. Because of your arrival, her luck has been suppressed, and then slowly turned into resentment. She should not live long, but now, her luck Two points stronger than before, the host needs to think of a way, otherwise, if you don't absorb enough luck, you won't be able to stand at the top of the industry! "
"Then what should I do? Am I just going to watch this *** clear up and become a top-notch person again?"
"Don't you think of a solution? I'm just a grievance collection system. Without enough grievances, I can't improve your acting, singing, or appearance..."
After listening for a while, Ning Yue understood: It turned out that Su Qingyan was bound to a system that was not a good thing. Because the original owner's luck was too high, she deliberately harmed the original owner and made the original owner resentful. Then the luck slowly disappeared, and she And relying on this bullshit system to absorb those grievances, he gained singing and acting skills, and even his appearance changed slightly.
Well, don't tell me, the Su Qingyan in front of me is indeed different from the Su Qingyan in the original owner's memory. The eyes are bigger, as if the corners of the eyes are opened, the stature seems to be a little taller, and the lips have become fuller, but this appearance Why does it look more and more like the original owner's face? Those who didn’t know thought she had her face done to look like the original owner!
