Chapter 392

"Hehe... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

"Now, the only person I, Lin Lin Lin Lin Jianjun, can rely on... is actually that rebellious son I looked down upon the most..."

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past. (╥╯^╰╥)

Lin Lin Lin Lin Jianjun could no longer suppress the regret in his heart, and two lines of hot blood and tears flowed down...

9:00 PM.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the crows were flying south.

"Good! That's it, I announce that 'A Slight Smile is Very Alluring' has come to a perfect end!"

"Everyone has worked hard during this time!"

Clap, clap, clap—

A bustling film shooting scene.

Following Director Wang Jing's order (^o^)/~~~, the crew cheered collectively, applauding and congratulating each other.

2.5 minutes later.

A man with fair skin and a somewhat feminine beauty approached Director Wang Jing, who was packing up.

This person was the protagonist of the TV series "A Slight Smile is Very Alluring," a young fresh meat with high popularity in the entertainment industry... Tang Chuan.

At the same time, he was also Lin Xuan's cousin.

"Director! Didn't you say you were going to contact the big shot [L] to tailor the theme song for this TV series? Have you contacted him?"

"Oh? Young Master Tang, sigh... this matter is a bit difficult to handle!"

Director Wang Jing turned his head, and seeing that the visitor was the third young master of the Tang family, his tone became a bit more respectful.

The young man in front of him had an extraordinary family background; not only was he the lead actor of this show, but he even brought capital into the group.

Even if he was a famous director, he still had to maintain the necessary respect in front of such a top-tier rich second generation.

"[L] is like a dragon that sees its head but not its tail! I have tried to contact the Lin Group, but all the messages sent out have sunk into the sea."

"I'll find a time in the next two days to visit in person."

"I hope [L] can give me some face! If [L] is willing to tailor the theme song for our TV series."

"That would really be a thousand times, ten thousand times more effective than any online promotion."

"This is definitely a business that makes money without losing, even if it costs a lot of money, it's worth it..."

"..........."

Mentioning the musical genius [L], Director Wang Jing was full of admiration.

In this desperate world where only demonic music like [Chicken You Are Too Beautiful], [Trees Are Big and Attract Wind], and [Cancer] are popular.

The emergence of [L] was like injecting a shot of adrenaline into the Chinese music scene, which was about to cool down, making it regain new vitality.

And every song of [L] is a divine song, achieving explosive popularity, and the popularity has covered all of China, with countless fans.

The only pity is...

To this day, no one knows the true face of [L]; he seems to live in people's guesses, and his body is full of mystery...

"Director Wang Jing, I want to go too, you must remember to take me with you!"

"I want to go and ask my idol for an autograph!"

Hearing that Director Wang Jing was going to visit [L], Tang Chuan's eyes lit up, and he strongly requested the other party to take him along.

He was [L]'s most loyal fan, an ultimate brainless fan.

The song "Exclusive Memory" that the other party just released not long ago had been played on loop for the past two days, and he had listened to several pairs of headphones until they broke...

"Hmm... (o′ω`o)? Alright! When I make contact, I'll call and notify you."

Director Wang Jing pondered for a moment and finally nodded in agreement.

He first considered Tang Chuan's identity and couldn't refuse, and then thought that if the third young master of the Tang family followed, perhaps the Lin Group would give some accommodation for the sake of the Tang family...

Just like that, Tang Chuan left the set with a happy mood.

Just as he walked out of the gate, ready to take a car home...

Behind him, a familiar voice came.

"Tang Chuan, congratulations! After finishing a play, why don't we go for a few drinks to celebrate?"

Turning his head in surprise, he was pleasantly surprised to find that not far away, beside a yellow Lamborghini, a man with a knife-like face was sitting in a wheelchair looking at him.

The visitor was actually his close friend... Huo Huo Huo Qichen!

"Brother Chen, how do you have time to come over?"

"Nothing to do, came out to relax. Just happened to hear you were filming nearby, so I stopped by to see you. How about it? Want to go for a long-overdue drink!"

"Of course! It's rare for you to invite me, Brother Chen, I have to give you this face."

"Okay, then get in the car!"

Red Rose Bar.

As soon as Tang Chuan and the other got out of the car, they were led by the lobby manager into the magnificent supreme-level VIP box.

Under the expectant gaze of the manager, the two wealthy young masters casually chose some expensive foreign wines, draft beers, and fruit platters.

Then, after sending away the respectful lobby manager, they began to drink and talk happily.

"Come, Brother Chen. I'll toast you!"

"Drink."

"By the way, Brother Chen. My idol [L] has released a new song recently, it's super good. Have you heard it?"

"Of course I've heard it... [L]'s songs spread across the entire internet as soon as they are released. Although I don't want to admit it, that person's talent in music is indeed unmatched."

"Hahaha... truly worthy of being my idol [L]! Maybe in this world, only he can make you feel inferior, Brother Chen!"

"..........."

Tang Chuan boasted about his idol vigorously.

Then he picked up the microphone and sang [L]'s song affectionately.

But because he was tone-deaf, the singing voice was as ugly as a duck's voice, making Huo Huo Huo Qichen's brows almost furrow into a "Chuan" shape.

But in order to use Tang Chuan to obtain specific intelligence on the project from his father...

The domineering president finally chose... to endure!!!

Approaching the New Year, we have been worshipping gods more often here, and today is also a big day for worshipping ancestors.

We went to the ancestral hall to worship at 8 o'clock, there were so many people, all from the same village with the same surname!

The ancestral hall is where we worship our ancestors.

City people might not know, it seems this isn't popular in the city?

Hope the ancestors bless their grandson to make a fortune, Amen!!!

Our offerings for worshipping gods

Crowded with people

Burning paper in a big fire stove

Can't burn it all, really can't burn it all

The good show begins, singing for three days and three nights

Play name: Eight Immortals Cross the Sea, Each Showing Their Magical Powers