At four o'clock in the afternoon.

The banquet is over.

These veterans in the music industry had enough food and drink, put on masks and caps again, and hurriedly left the hotel like a thief.

He Xiao followed Lin Yun away and went out to get into a business sedan.

"Xiao He, where are you going? Tell the driver."

Lin Yunkai and He Xiao were sitting in the back seat of the car, while Lin Yueming was sitting in the passenger seat.

He Xiao was not humble either. It was too troublesome to squeeze the bus. Having a car was better than walking.

I told the driver the address of Xingacang's dormitory, and stepped on the accelerator, and the scenery on both sides of the street quickly retreated.

He Xiao looked out the window blankly, his mood wandering outside the sky, and felt dizzy today.

He originally just followed Lin Yunkai to see the world, but he became the protagonist of the banquet, singing in succession with two young and handsome guys who had already debuted, and then playing against the king who had only seen him on TV before.

Now when I recall it, it is all like dreaming and is unrealistic.

Because the status gap between him and Bao Haoyu and Li Chengxu was too great, but he just formed a gangster so wonderfully.

However, there will be losses. He Xiao has also gained attention from a group of veterans in the music industry. At the end of the banquet, many people added He Xiao's contact information, hoping that He Xiao could record a high-definition version of "Prose Poems written by his father" and sent it to them.

Yes, I want to make the older generation more moved than "Must and Dealing with the Right and Demonstration" and "Prose Poems written by my father". Every lyrics of ordinary and simple words are sung into their hearts.

He Xiao agreed. He now has some savings in his hands and can find some professional recording studios to record in the future, such as "Old Boy", "Prose Poems written by his father", and "Just and False" to record the complete version.

"Xiao He, are you used to living in Zhang Ya's company dormitory? I think it's quite a bit off. Why don't I buy you a car?" Lin Yunkai felt sorry and said.

He Xiao helped Lin Yunkai a lot of work and earned more than 200,000 yuan in commercial performances with him. However, Lin Yunkai did not let He Xiao touch the money. He wanted to invest in giving He Xiao a car to transport it.

Lin Yueming in the front seat was envious after hearing this. Her father never said he wanted to give her such an expensive gift.

I guess He laughed so hard that he was so happy?

Lin Yueming quietly looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror, wanting to see He Xiao’s reaction.

What disappointed her was that He Xiao did not have an ecstatic expression at all. He just smiled shyly and waved his hand and said, "I can't use Teacher Lin. I usually take the subway, so it's convenient and there's no traffic jam. Moreover, I quit the job of Xingacang and moved out of the dormitory in two days to rent a house myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yueming, the co-pilot, couldn't help but widen his eyes, with his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

The man who helped his father vent his anger and made Lee Sung-hoon change his color actually took the subway to go out in reality?

At this moment, she suddenly realized that He Xiao, who was shining on the stage just now, was very glorious and admired by the old singers, disappeared.

It is completely different from the boy who is now sitting in the back seat and is a bit reserved and shy.

Leaving the stage and music, He Xiao is an ordinary little person, as inconspicuous as usual, and is simply a little transparent in the crowd, and anyone can replace him.

He can be the tailgate in the next class when he was in school, a programmer who always sits in the corner to drink tea when he was working, or an unemployed young man walking around the vegetable market. He can see the shadow of He Xiao from almost everyone, because he is an ordinary person.

It is the charm of music and the light of the stage that makes him spread a layer of gold.

In front of the stage, he was a heartthrob.

Behind the scenes, no one knows him.

Thinking of this, Lin Yueming felt a little disappointed, as if some god in his heart had fallen.

Lin Yunkai had long guessed that it was the result. Although He Xiao was young, he was unwilling to owe anything to others and never tasted the food he had lamented.

It is precisely this that made Lin Yunkai admire He Xiao extremely.

"Xiao He, I, Lao Lin, have been living in the entertainment industry for half my life and are unwilling to owe anything to others. This time you helped me, and even if I sacrificed my life, I would also want to find a bright future for you!"

Lin Yunkai made up his mind to realize his dream for this young man.

"Even if Li Chengxun is a king, he can't cover up the world in the entertainment industry. No matter how high an actor is, he is just an actor. There are many people he can't afford to offend!" Lin Yunkai took out his cell phone and asked while flipping through the phone book, "Do you know Le Jia Records?"

"I know, when "Old Boy" was first popular, they asked me to buy my songs." He Xiao still remembered that late at night, he refused the temptation of 50,000 yuan, and got a chance of 200,000 yuan. Without him, he had never made the phone call.

Lin Yunkai was very surprised and asked quickly: "Lejia wants to buy your song? Who are you in contact with? I am very familiar with Lejia!"

As one of the top big players in the country, Le Jia has more than a dozen agents under his command, all of whom are the leaders in the industry, and Lin Yunkai knows a lot.

He Xiao took out a wrinkled business card from his frustrated wallet and read out the person's name - the gold medal agent, Yu Xiao.

"It's done!" Lin Yunkai slapped his thigh with joy, took the business card and said, "I met Yu Xiao when I was young. The relationship is OK. This time I recommend you to Lejia Records. You are such a good singer, and he has no reason not to do so, let alone he wants to buy your songs. This time, he will join Lejia with others and songs. I don't believe that Yu Xiao is not moved!"

As he said that, Lin Yunkai directly took out Yu Xiao's number and dialed it over.

And at the same time.

A city in Jiangnan.

In a teahouse, Yu Xiao was chatting with a middle-aged man with beer belly.

"Director Wang, I've talked about Zhang Ya, but I really can't tell Wang Yusheng. You know, artists of their level have always been used to doing things themselves." Yu Xiao took a sip of tea and complained to the middle-aged man opposite.

"Sister Ya can come, I'm not greedy." The middle-aged man with beer belly waved his hand and said, "Actually, I'm very satisfied with the current lineup of mentors. The key is that there are not enough amateur guests, this is a flaw!"

After saying that, he looked at Yu Xiao with some anticipation, "Is there any suitable amateur players on your side? It doesn't matter if you look, it's mainly because you are stronger. I'm almost crazy!"

Yu Xiao also had no choice but to spread his hands, "Director Wang, it is too difficult to record your "Voice of Dreams". Find a group of amateurs to compete with professional singers. Moreover, this amateur must be strong. With such harsh conditions, where can you find me? Amateurs with that kind of singing skills have made their debut long ago. Even if they don't debut, they are still internet celebrities. I really can't find them for you."

Director Wang didn't give up and asked, "Old Yu, if the amateur you recommended is strong and the show becomes popular once it becomes popular, it will be a talent show. You also know how high the future achievements of an artist who debuted in the talent show will be. If you sign him directly, your gold medal agent will have a bigger mark in your career."

Yu Xiao waved his hand: "You should just fool me gently. China is so old, where can I go to the talent you mentioned? If there is really a person, I can't recommend it to you? OK, don't mess with me anymore, I'll answer a call."

As he was talking, Yu Xiao called him, and he didn't care about his old classmate's feelings and answered it in front of him.

"Old Yu, are you busy?"

"Oh, Lao Lin, what's the matter with the sun coming out from the west today? Call me."

"Didn't I miss you anymore? I wish you an early age in advance."

"It's only July now, please give me an early year? You've lived early enough this year!"

"Haha, then I won't beat around the bush. I have a new student. My singing skills are absolutely first-class. I can't compare with my peers in the circle. I am very talented and proficient in writing lyrics and composing music. How about it? Sign your company?"

"Old Lin, now the company has regulations. It is not up to me to sign a new artist alone. Besides, how about your student's appearance? I have to see if it is worth cultivating."

"I won't talk about my appearance, you've seen him!"

"I've seen it?"

Yu Xiao on the phone was a little confused. He and Lin Yunkai had not seen each other for two or three years, so how could he have seen his apprentice?

Lin Yunkai didn't explain, and sent a photo of He Xiao directly to Yu Xiao's phone. He looked down at He Xiao's face, which looked familiar.

After carefully recalling it for a long time, I finally remembered that this was the resident singer I met at Xingacang last time.

A few ideas burst out in his mind instantly, and finally formed a line, and he couldn't help but slap his thighs.
Chapter completed!