I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    An Yinong went to the nearby shopping mall to buy necessities and fruits and vegetables. Because he was wearing a mask and he was no longer famous, no one recognized him even after a few rounds in the crowd.

    "This is the advantage of being unpopular. No one will find it when you go back and forth in the supermarket."

    "Then you're still a singer?"

    "To be a singer is to sing."

    After he went home again, Zhao Ze was no longer there, and he also received a private letter that a fashion brand wanted to buy "Fireplace Time", "Seaside Holiday", "Our Afternoon Tea" The copyright of the three songs, they found him through the information he left on the song copyright website.

    "The one who gave you the card."

    The system remembered the street singing a few days ago, and it directly checked the company's recent news: "They seem to be launching their own brand of perfume, the 'Lazy' series, presumably bought for the perfume advertisement Yes. Good opportunity."

    "Help me check again, was the video of the street singing posted on the Internet that day?"

    The system easily queried: "Oh! Yes, there are, the search volume is very high, if there are too many people who bought the hot search in front, this video might not be on the hot search. "One makes you kneel "Shouting video", this title is too exaggerated? ... Many people praise your guitar is very good, it is a show of skills. And songs, they are all asking for noise-free high-definition versions."

    The rainbow farts of netizens made the system embarrassed to see.

    "Host, there are still people who use your songs to cut videos, wow, there are more than ten. It's only a few days, why so many? Host! There is a very popular foreigner who travels in China I took your video, and now this video is even on the Internet, and the reviews are very good. So do you want to reply now?"

    Annon tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and it was clear that they needed his song now.

    He closed the private message with a smile: "Wait, you can't be impatient."

    After the contract was officially signed, An Yinong started the retreat mode, but he practiced songs that were not the original master's debut song.

    "Don't you practice the original owner's song?"

    "No, singing the original youth idol songs with a smokey voice is like putting a horse's head on a cow. This voice is more suitable for singing songs with stories."

    An Yinong, who was slightly voice-controlled, simply fell in love with the slightly hoarse voice of this world: "It's like sand that has been finely polished by pearl oysters. Although it is not yet round, you can already see the warm pearly light."

    The system suspects that his host is the reincarnation of Narcissus, and he is so obsessed with his own voice as never before. If the host is dressed as a merman known for his voice, does he do nothing else and sing all day long?

    "But, in case..."

    "Shh." White fingers pressed against his rosy lips, he looked at the system, and the system seemed to be able to see deep arrogance in these eyes - arrogance with absolute confidence in himself.

    "Trust me."

    An Yinong is preparing for a variety show, and the days are calm, but the company he works for is turbulent and the building is about to collapse.

    This small company, which has only been established for five years, is experiencing an unprecedented resignation storm - in just half a month, the company has left one-third of the people, and most of them are already famous the artist. Other entertainers and behind-the-scenes folks are also on the move.

    Bigger company, better resources, more opportunities.

    "Who can say no? I can't."

    In a certain presidential suite in a hotel, Zhang Ruojun, who just finished recording the second episode of "My Show," told his agent about his plan: "I want to cancel the contract."

    "Ancestor, even if you have this plan, don't bring it up now and offend people for nothing." The agent was taken aback by Zhang Ruojun.

    He has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and he pursues the idea of ​​'staying a line, and seeing each other well in the future', not to mention that this company does not care about Zhang Ruojun, although he did not find resources for him, but please A good teacher taught him to arrange food, clothing, housing and transportation, and even the restrictions on the contract were very loose.

    "What offends people? I'm not supported by Starlight Entertainment, I'm Mr. Zhao... Forget it, I haven't contacted Mr. Zhao anymore, it's boring to say this. Now Universal Entertainment wants me to transfer immediately , new contract, new assistant, new nanny car... everything is ready, just wait for me to come."

    Is the other party's 'hope' a 'hope'? That is 'request'. An artist's back is always difficult to straighten in the face of capital.

    "Jason." Zhang Ruojun held the agent's hand, "Also, I heard that they are also contacting other people."

    He reported several names, all of which were of similar types of traffic, and even more competitors. Zhang Ruojun has a very clear understanding of himself. The harvester built by capital does not need any strength, as long as it is enough to attract fans.

    What he makes is quick money, a few years to make enough for a lifetime.

    "Good birds choose wood to live in, I have to plan for my future." He found a reason for himself.

    The liquidated damages are given, then he is not sorry for the company, Zhang Ruojun thought to himself. Besides, the entertainment industry is a place to laugh at the poor but not the prostitutes. As long as he is on fire, no one dares to say anything about him.

    “You can be a few days late, just a few days,” the agent said.

    Zhang Ruojun shook his head, he knew some insider information: "This incident is obviously the revenge of the new crown prince. He wants to kill the CEO of Huanyu Group, and Starlight Entertainment will sooner or later be acquired or go bankrupt. It's no use for me to stay here."

    The era of traffic is fleeting, and he has to seize every opportunity that can be seized.

    "I will never be the same as 'Ke Yinong', there is no shortcut, I have to find trouble." Zhang Ruojun thought to himself.

    He feels that he is not worse than another top class, but now the company is too small and restricts him. The company he wants to go to now is better and more suitable for him.

    Real dragons cannot be raised in shallow water.

    "Would you like to come with me?" Zhang Ruojun asked suddenly, taking a familiar manager to feel more secure.

    The agent was stunned for a moment, then silent.

    Seeing the expression on the manager's face, Zhang Ruojun was very surprised: "You don't want to stay, do you? Why didn't I know you were still such a sentimental person?"

    "The general manager is kind to me." The agent was a little embarrassed.

    Although the broker is a bit more sophisticated, he also knows that this company is unlikely to survive today. There are no finished eggs under the nest, and he should have planned for himself earlier.

    After walking around the room twice, the agent gritted his teeth: "I'll go with you."

    "By the way, Ke Yinong..." Zhang Ruojun suddenly mentioned this person.

    "He? I heard that he was thrown into the network, and will not be on the same level as you in the future. Why do you suddenly mention him?" The agent asked strangely.

    Of course the agent knows about Ke Yinong. If this person hadn't been abolished, Zhang Ruojun hadn't been so easy to come forward, and many of his endorsements were from Ke Yinong before.

    This matter is known in the circle, and many artists start to be vigilant about their assistants from here.

    Zhang Ruojun thought about the 'Ke Yinong' she saw before: "Nothing."

    It's been a while, what a change. I don't know why, but I always feel that he won't be silent.

    "I hope it's just me thinking."

    September 6th, the day An Yinong participated in the variety show.

    The show was recorded in another province. He took an early morning flight to a strange city, and as soon as he walked out of the airport, someone from the show team came to pick him up.

     "Mr. Ke, good morning, have you eaten yet?"

    "Good morning, have eaten on the plane."

    An Yinong greeted the staff. There was also a guest in this car, pulling a dusty suitcase with shipping stickers on it.

    "He is really among the guests." An Yinong's eyelids were half-drooped, and his long and thick eyelashes made it difficult to see his eyes.

    Another guest in the car was Bai Yueguang, who was chasing after two lives by Zhao Ze, which was like a drama.

    "What a coincidence, host." The system was surprised.

    "That's why he tried so hard to prevent me from appearing on this show?" An Yinong guessed Zhao Ze's concerns.

    I just don't know why this person wants to be on such a high-risk variety show.

    Bai Yueguang surnamed Tao, stage name Tao Ran, is a young actor transformed from a singing and dancing idol. In the plot, he will quit the circle soon, and even commit suicide after that, but he did not elaborate why, but only knew through other people's mouth that he was seriously ill.

    Is it an incurable disease? So you just committed suicide?

    In the plot, Tao Ran did not participate in this variety show.

    "There are too many variables, the plot can only be used as a reference." An Yinong thought.

    "Hello, I'm Ke Yinong, nice to meet you." He stretched out his hand, his hoarse voice with a polite smile.

    The other party also stretched out his hand: "Hello, Tao Ran."

    Tao Ran's hands are a little cold, his body temperature seems to be a little lower than ordinary people, but his eyes are very beautiful, like a docile herbivore, with an indescribable tenderness.

    An Yinong smiled and retracted his hand: "Do you know who are the other two guests? In order to keep it mysterious, I didn't get any news."

    "Sorry, I...don't know." Tao Ran's voice lowered, and his eyes showed an apology, as if he was sorry for his 'don't know'.

    When An Yinong got into the car, he discovered that this white moonlight was enveloped in gray-blue melancholy, separated from the real world by an invisible membrane. Perhaps his quest for death began at this time.

    But his whole person feels mild and harmless, without any negative things.

    It would be a pity if a person with such gentle eyes dies like this.

    "Speaking of which," An Yinong looked into his eyes, "I have seen your movies, and your eyes are full of drama. Of course, I don't know much about drama, but I can make People forget that this is a story from the show, this is the ability of an actor."

    Tao Ran was stunned, he asked subconsciously, "Which character do you like?"

    "The waiter in the movie "Half Sugar Love". Anyway, after watching a movie, I only remember that there is a waiter who can draw rainbows on coffee."

    An Yinong recalled for a while, with a small smile on his face: "I originally suspected that the director really invited a waiter who can pull flowers. Later, I found out that you are an actor, so I went to see other plays."

    Tao Ran's always calm face finally had a slight ripple, he put a lot of thought into the role of the waiter, and he played the role for five minutes, but he established a complete file and wrote 30,000 Character draft.

    But few people notice that character. "Half Sugar Love" is an idol movie dedicated to fans.

    "Thank you." Tao Ran didn't know what he wanted to thank, perhaps because he felt that when his health and career would be silent, there were still people in the world who were admiring him.

    "I've heard about you too." After a moment of hesitation, Tao Ran spoke.

    He knows 'Ke Yinong', the unlucky ghost who was poisoned at the peak of his career. However, Tao Ran didn't pay much attention to it before, he only knew that the sound was broken, but now that he listened to it, he didn't find such a hoarse voice unpleasant.

    "It sounds great now."

    Tao Ran really has no emotional intelligence. Many people will misunderstand these words. But An Yinong could see that Tao Ran was really comforting himself.

    He laughed: "Isn't it? This is the throat that an angel has kissed, and there are few in the world."

    Seeing that he really looked away, Tao Ran also smiled. This was his first sincere smile after getting in the car: "Yes."

    In addition to the two guests and the driver, there was also a person in charge and a photographer in the car, who had been watching the interaction between the two guests.

    "This artist surnamed Ke has a good sense of variety." The staff thought to himself, "He has a good temper."

    Only the system can see that the host is trying to pull the opposite Tao Ran out of a bad mood.

    It felt incredible: "Host, are you helping your rival in love?"

    An Yinong did not answer it, and he did not regard Zhao Ze as his spouse, so there is no way to talk about the 'rival in love'.

    "I was worried before I came here. What if I asked for cooperation on a variety show and couldn't find a teammate? My popularity is not good, and I don't have many friends. Fortunately, I met you."

    An Yinong's voice was low and hoarse, and when he read a person's name, he had a lingering and gentle feeling, and Tao Ran was coaxed to blush. "I think you're fine," he said embarrassedly.

    "Really?" An Yinong smiled, "If the two of us are chosen to act as partners, would you like to take me?"

    "Of course." Tao Ran said sternly, and put away his thoughts of breaking the jar at the beginning: his future is cut off, it doesn't matter what happens in the future, Ke Yinong's life is hard enough, just Don't add to the ordeal.

    The system just stared blankly at its host taking care of his 'rival in love', leading him out of the melancholy atmosphere in an almost gentle way.

    Therefore, Tao Ran, who was a little stiff, began to show her own style - a pearl lying there quietly is also very beautiful, but it must still move, and it looks even better when it shines.

    An Yinong's eyes were gentler, like a spring breeze. And that rumor is very cold, Bai Yueguang, who can't even ask for a smile when the male protagonist kneels down, is all his host at the moment, with a smile on his face.

    "..." The corner of the system's mouth twitched, "Am I signing a fish pond owner?"

    The author has something to say:

    To Ann Yinong. Tao Ran: He understands me.

     Facing Zhao Ze. Tao Ran: The world is not worth it.

    System: Fish Pond Master.