Chapter 467: How did it turn into begging for food in the domestic entertainment industry

"Cheers."

"Cheers."

Jiaxing Film City, on the bridge of the artificial lake.

Lin Yu and Li Li Zhien sat side by side, their feet dangling under the bridge, holding two cans of beer, clinking them happily.

The spring breeze is seductive, especially the night wind in the Jiangnan region. When it blows to the back of the ears and temples, that freshness makes one forget all troubles and worries.

The night is hazy.

The moonlight hits Li Li Zhien, as if she were draped in a thin layer of silver gauze.

Those big, expressive eyes are clear and lively.

Her long hair is like silk, scattered on her shoulders, somewhat lazy.

Her fair skin is delicate and breakable, somewhat cute and youthful, yet carrying a hint of sexiness.

Although her figure is petite and exquisite, the curves are graceful, especially with the beer foam on her red lips, making her even more charming and tempting.

"Aish."

"Too disappointing."

"I didn't expect Tropical Rainforest to be such a person in private."

"......."

Li Li Zhien puffed out her cheeks, muttering constantly.

Just like encountering a scumbag, she was venting the resentment in her heart.

"This is called the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment."

Looking at Li Li Zhien in her little girl posture.

Lin Yu smiled faintly and agreed casually.

"Speechless."

"Originally, I wanted to ask him for a song."

"Forget it, I won't say anymore."

Li Li Zhien picked up the beer again and took a big gulp.

Intending to turn grief and indignation into drinking capacity!

"How about I help you write one?"

Lin Yu shook his head with a bitter smile.

It can be seen that Li Li Zhien’s obsession with music is very heavy, which is really something that domestic singers should learn.

To be honest, looking at foreign singers overall, their attitude is indeed more professional and dedicated.

Looking at the current charts in the Chinese music scene, Lin Yu feels a bit ashamed; it’s all fans rushing the charts, and most of the songs are unlistenable.

Famous singers have mostly given up on creation and turned to concerts to make money, a chaotic scene of smoke and miasma.

"Uh..."

"You help me write a song?"

Li Li Zhien raised an eyebrow, wanting to say something but stopping.

At least she is a first-line female singer in the Korean entertainment industry.

She also considers herself an independent singer-songwriter.

Why does it feel like she came to the domestic entertainment industry to beg for food?

"Hmm, when I have time, I will write casually."

Lin Yu shook the beer bottle, looking at the lake, feeling comfortable.

"Uh..."

"Actually, it’s not that I don't have songs to sing."

"If it’s difficult..."

Li Li Zhien said euphemistically, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It’s not that she looks down on Lin Yu, but it’s really unnecessary.

Before, Li Li Zhien had watched a few episodes of "Running Man," especially the segments where Lin Yu sang, which even drew laughter from her fellow agents.

In terms of brainpower and physical fitness, Lin Yu is absolutely at the ceiling level, but in terms of music creation.

To use the words of the fifty-year-old Na Ying, it’s like "a profession is like a mountain."

It’s really not that anyone can just come and write a song.

"Not difficult."

"Wait a moment."

"I’ll go get a guitar."

There are many busking singers at the barbecue stalls by the lake.

Lin Yu got up, shook the dust off his pants, and drank the remaining beer in one gulp.

Then, he walked toward a singer wearing glasses.

Before long, he bought back a guitar.

"No, are you for real?"

Li Li Zhien, with her tipsy cheeks, said in surprise.

Whether it was the effect of alcohol or seeing Lin Yu really bring back a guitar, the scene of him walking toward her was too exciting, and her heart couldn't help but accelerate.

"Otherwise?"

"I’ll tune it first."

After Lin Yu finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to fiddle with the strings.

"？？？"

He actually knows how!

Seeing Lin Yu’s serious look, Li Li Zhien felt a stir in her heart, quite surprised.

You have to know that guitar beginners usually tune according to mobile phone software, but Lin Yu is obviously able to tune the strings just by his sense of pitch. This performance is at least not that of a novice.

Although Li Li Zhien didn't have any expectations, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

And she also prepared herself mentally: no matter how Lin Yu plays and sings later, she must manage her expressions well and never appear too perfunctory.

"Tuned."

Lin Yu leaned against the bridge railing, strummed a few chords, and after feeling that the tone was fine, made an OK gesture.

"This song is called 'Zebra, Zebra'."

"Dedicated to Miss Li Li Zhien, who comes from a foreign land and hasn't seen much of the world."

Lin Yu bowed his head like a gentleman and joked, making Li Li Zhien giggle non-stop.

The next day.

In the lounge.

"Li Zhien."

"What is wrong with you?"

"You’ve been absent-minded since you came back last night?"

After hearing the manager’s anxious question.

Li Li Zhien smiled faintly and didn't answer.

She was still hugging the old guitar in her arms, lost in thought.

Last night, that scene lingered in her mind.

She originally thought Lin Yu was just singing casually.

But she didn't expect that under the hazy moonlight, listening to the song while leaning on the railing, it would make her heart tremble.

Although she couldn't understand the lyrics, as a singer-songwriter, Li Li Zhien could deeply feel the rich emotions brought by the music, which were tear-jerking.

"Zebra, Zebra."

"Zebra, Zebra."

Li Li Zhien couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth and mutter.

"Zebra?"

"Li Zhien, do you want to go to the zoo?"

"There are a bit too many announcements recently. Let’s wait until next month, next month we will go see zebras."

Seeing Li Li Zhien like this, the manager thought it was too much mental pressure leading to delirium, so he hurriedly coaxed her.

Seeing the manager so nervous, Li Li Zhien couldn't help but laugh.

That feeling last night, it was a heartbeat, right!

Although Li Li Zhien didn't want to admit it, it seemed like she was really in love. The feeling of reluctance to part was still vivid, like a dream.

Li Li Zhien became famous before she was an adult. Under the dual control of her family and the company, she basically hadn't dated, so she was a bit confused about her feelings at the moment.

"By the way, Li Zhien."

"I didn't ask you last night."

"Did you talk to that Tropical Rainforest about asking for a song?"

The manager received a message from the company’s upper management early in the morning, asking Li Li Zhien to cooperate in facilitating the cooperation between the two sides. Currently, Tropical Rainforest is so popular in the domestic music scene, it is just right to use this to open up the domestic market.

"Pfft."

"Don't mention him in front of me in the future."

"This is just a morally corrupt, soft-rice-eating pretty boy."

Li Li Zhien’s face turned gloomy instantly, and she said angrily.

"？？？"

What’s the situation?

The manager was also confused after hearing this.

Yesterday, didn't she praise him for being talented and graceful?

How did the style change so much today!

"As for the song, I have someone else."

"You don't need to worry about it."

Thinking of Lin Yu’s figure, Li Li Zhien couldn't help but blush again.

At the same time.

The director team of "Masked Singer."

"Director Che, good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

The staff member holding the folder sighed and said.

"If you play tricks again, get the hell out."

Che Ze was already full of anger and said directly.

"Uh."

"Director Che, our live broadcast ratings are out."

"16% of the entire network."

"Ranked first among variety shows on TV at the same time."

Upon hearing this.

The director team cheered excitedly.

The hard work of the past half month was not in vain. Sujiang TV finally showed its face in the competition among major satellite TV stations!

This was also a historic moment for the entire "Masked Singer" production team.

"This is all thanks to Lin Yu!"

"Exactly! If it weren't for Lin Yu helping us with ideas, the live broadcast wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

"When it comes to variety shows, it still has to be him. He is worthy of being the man favored by the God of Variety."

"......"

The production team knew very clearly that the success of this live broadcast was inseparable from Lin Yu’s help, so they were very grateful.

"What about the bad news?"

Che Ze’s attitude eased a lot, and he asked suspiciously.

Everyone was also suspicious.

The ratings were fine, so what could be considered bad news?

"Uh."

"The bad news is."

"The higher-ups instructed that the replacement contestants coming this time are all from the professional team."

As soon as this was said,

The entire director’s office went quiet.

Not a sound, you could hear a pin drop!

The format of the last round of the finals has changed.

It’s not the loser who reveals their face, but the winner.

They are all professional teams, which means if Lin Yu can't win the championship, it’s equivalent to playing in vain, and he will bid farewell to this stage with his mysterious identity.

"Holy crap! How can it be like this?"

"Damn! Isn't this clearly putting on small shoes for us, making us return kindness with enmity?"