The legend of rebirth

Chapter 65
Saturday, at [-]:[-] p.m., half an hour before the start of the new girls' finals.

The sky bar on Xiushui Street in Shangdu is already full of drinkers upstairs and downstairs.Most of these people are white-collar workers in nearby office buildings, and they are usually under a lot of pressure. Bar time on weekend nights is an indispensable adjustment in life.

"This is your wine, did I deliver it by mistake?" Lan Yingying held the wine plate and came to the table of guests at the door, looking uncertain.

"Wow, it's an honor for us to deliver the wine in person today!" A young drinker laughed, then stood up immediately and took the beer on the wine plate.

"Who told our boss to be stingy?" Lan Yingying smiled, "I don't want to hire more waitresses, no, once someone asks for leave, we have no choice but to step up."

"Boss Luo is really reckless, don't worry, girl Tiange, we will boo him tonight to relieve your hatred!" The young drinker laughed.

"Even if you want to boo him today, you have no chance. We won't perform tonight." Lan Yingying laughed.

"That's right, tonight all the bars in Xiushui Street will broadcast live broadcasts of the new girls' competition, and none of them will start." The young drinker seemed to remember, "Tomorrow then. Hehe."

"Well, take your time, and greet you when you need it." Lan Yingying chatted with the customer for a while, then turned and went to the bar.

"By the way." The young drinker turned his head and asked his companion, "The mobile phone advertisement you answered for Shangdu TV station last time, how much was the advertisement fee?"

"What about the cutting-edge girl? Seven figures." The companion whispered, "It is said that the advertising effect is very good, and the sales of mobile phones are increasing by more than 30.00% every month. It seems that the pricing of us and the TV station is still too conservative."

"I don't know how the advertisement for this national final will be calculated. It's a pity that it is the site of Tianjing Headquarters, and our branch can't reach there. Otherwise, the year-end bonus must be huge!"

"Hehe, I've inquired about it, and this counts!" The companion stretched out his hand and made an "eight" gesture, "At this price, the manufacturers are still flocking to it, and the last three Fortune [-] companies are bidding for the naming rights, and they are all bleeding. Here we come. The head office didn’t disclose the final price, but I estimate that it should be able to set a record for TV commercials, even more expensive than the Spring Festival Gala.”

"Tsk tsk, it's too exaggerated. Who would have thought that this cutting-edge girl would be so popular. The head office has made a lot of money this time."

"Yeah, but it's worth it to think that we have heard Chu Mo'er and Song Yan sing live here. Those guys in the head office are not so lucky. They can only watch TV."

"Isn't it? Come on, take one."

……

Not far from Xiushui Street, it is a low-rise neighborhood.The decades-old house looks even older in the night that has just fallen, as if its back is hunched, and it is incompatible with the bustling night scene around it.

When the lanterns come on, it is time for the old people to enjoy the cool and chat in the courtyard.But tonight, the wooden doors of the courtyard were all unbolted, and the old-fashioned wooden windows were filled with the lights of Wanjia.

All the residents are in the house, and all the TVs in the house are fixed on one channel.

Sound engineer Hu Jianing is no exception.

Tank top, shorts, flip-flops, Nestle hair, unshaven beard.

Take a can of beer out of the fridge and open it.Hu Jianing half-lyed on the bamboo recliner comfortably, and locked the TV on the Tianjing Entertainment Platform with the remote control.

"This commercial is really long." After watching it for a while, Hu Jianing cursed and continued talking to himself, "I don't know what kind of song Ye Luo will come up with tonight."

……

At the same time, on the fifteenth floor of the Dream Records Building, Qin Shiyue finished his day's recording work, returned to his office, and made a cup of coffee.

The official recording of "**" made her physically and mentally exhausted again, and the faint aroma of coffee relieved the tiredness on her face.

Holding the cup in both hands, she drank half a cup of coffee. She looked at the wall clock on the wall, her whole body shook, and she frantically turned on the computer on her desk.

"It seems too late to go home." Qin Shiyue picked up the earphones and put them on while talking to herself, "Let's watch the live broadcast on the Internet."

His eyes fell unconsciously on the screen, which was an exquisite photo frame, on which a young man and woman were smiling brightly.

The shooting date in the lower left corner of the photo is today, two years ago.

Sighing faintly, Qin Shiyue stretched out his hand, took the photo frame, touched the surface of the frame, and then threw it into the trash can.

……

In Tianjing, more than 2000 kilometers away, Chu Mo'er's little hands were slightly cold.

In the actor's tunnel, the staff is making the final report.

The top [-] new girls in the country are making final preparations in the tunnel. A music director is in charge of the two contestants, teaching them face-to-face.

In front of Ye Luo stood Chu Mo'er and Song Yan, and the three stood in a corner of the passage.

Seeing that Chu Mo'er took the initiative to hold Ye Luo's hand, Song Yan looked around, moved her position a little, and covered the hands of the two behind her, protecting them.

"Where will you see me?" Chu Mo'er asked.

"There is a dedicated room where the six music directors are sitting. There will be cameras filming, and they will cut in at any time during the live broadcast." Ye Luo replied.

"Are you uncomfortable in front of the camera?" Chu Mo'er asked with concern.

Ye Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It seems that the one who needs comfort and encouragement now is you and not me?"

"You are looking at me, that is the best encouragement to me." Chu Mo'er smiled sweetly.

"Hey, Ye Luo." Song Yan said seriously, "It seems that you are also my music director, why don't you encourage me?"

"You still need encouragement?" Ye Luo glanced at her and said with a smile, "I just hope you don't be too aggressive and leave some room for your opponent."

These words melted the ice and snow on Song Yan's face, and she was full of smiles.

"Seriously, I've seen your rehearsal, it's okay. As long as you play normally, this round will be stable. In short, you two, no matter what order you play in, don't care about other people's performance. Sing well." Just do it yourself." Ye Luo said.

"What if Mo'er and I meet in PK again?" Song Yan asked.

"Do your best to defeat the opponent." Ye Luo smiled, "Is there a need to ask? This is not the first time you have experienced this kind of thing."

"Contestants, please enter the arena and prepare. All instructors, please also go to the broadcast room and take your seats. The live broadcast will start soon." The staff reminded.

"Go in. Now, the sky is in front of you, you just need to spread your wings and fly, no one can stop you." Ye Luo finally said.

(End of this chapter)