Director, please respect yourself.

29 Chapter 28, An Feng

"What am I thinking?

Hehe..., the old monk was naturally thinking of you, the benefactor! "

Liu Yifei, who was staring at Yang Hao, blinked, her pretty face suddenly turned crimson.

"Go away, there is no shape!
I'm talking business with you. "

"Business..., it's very simple!"

Yang Hao raised the wine bottle in his hand with a smile, took a sip and said:

"One, I want to be famous, so I want to use some small tricks to hype myself like Sister Feng and Sister Furong. I believe you have also seen that I am now a little celebrity on the Internet.

Second, the business of Yangchun Noodle Restaurant is not good. I am about to graduate soon, and I still have some student loans that have not been repaid, so I thought of using this method to attract business for the noodle restaurant. "

"Um…"

Liu Yifei smiled and nodded.

"At that time, I saw a video of you "getting sick" on the Internet, and I thought the same thing in my heart, you must want to find another way to break into the entertainment industry.

But…"

After talking here, Liu Yifei paused, touched Yang Hao with the wine bottle, and then took a small sip.

"But what?" Yang Hao asked.

"But my friend said that when you sang the song "We Will Rock You" by Queen, you showed a vocal range spanning four octaves, and this ability is unique among male singers in the Chinese music scene."

"Because of this, you think I was possessed by a spirit?"

"Yes!" Liu Yifei smiled embarrassedly.

"Actually, your friend got it wrong!"

"My friend got it wrong, how is it possible?" Seeing Yang Hao's answer, Liu Yifei immediately argued:
"She's a top student in the Vocal Music Department of Huaxia Conservatory of Music, and that's what she majors in."

"As a professional, she also got it wrong.

Actually, I can reach 3 octaves in the studio.In Live, the vocal range is around two octaves + 3Key.Among them, the treble above E5 does not have the slightest audible effect. For strong mixes above A#4, the long sound cannot be sustained by touching.

Hmm... this ability is basically equivalent to Hong Kong singer Lin Zixiang. "Speaking of this, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is a professional conclusion given by South Korea's SM Entertainment. I still believe in it."

"Did you participate in the draft they organized in August?" Liu Yifei asked curiously.

"Yeah, I have to make money!"

"Then... have you chosen?"

"I was selected, but their conditions were too harsh. They basically asked me to sign a contract of sale, so I naturally wouldn't agree." Yang Hao smiled, and took another sip from the bottle.

Speaking of it, I have to thank 【Former Yang Hao】. According to the comprehensive information obtained from Yang Chun’s cliché, this old man is a master who loves to make troubles. In order to let himself rush into the entertainment industry and gain a firm foothold, he has done a lot try.

Participated in the talent show held by South Korea’s SM Entertainment in Beijing, delivered movie scripts to China Film Group, learned from well-known domestic screenwriter Song Yu, um…, and of course fell in love with a well-known female star…

However, how did he know Liu Yifei?
Since I knew such a popular actress, why didn't I ask her for help?
Hey, this is really puzzling!

While Yang Hao was thinking, he suddenly heard Liu Yifei say: "Yang Hao, how about this!
I'm going to shoot a movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" next year, and the director is Yip Weixin from Hong Kong Island. At that time, if you really have nothing else to do, you can follow me as a screenwriter first.

You know, now as long as there are celebrities who are a bit popular, they have their own screenwriters, who can help to see if the plot is suitable, and adjust the lines at any time. "

"Um... okay!"

For such a good thing, Yang Hao generally would not refuse, regardless of whether he can go or not, he will agree to it now and then talk about it.

Because it was the beautiful woman who worked up the courage to say these words with great difficulty.

But before the words came out, Yang Hao froze on the spot.

"what happened?"

Seeing Yang Hao suddenly in a daze and Liu Yifei flicking her hair, she asked this question.

"You mean "A Chinese Ghost Story"?"

"That's right, Director Ye directed it, but I haven't officially signed a contract with the crew yet." Speaking of this, Liu Yifei frowned.

"It's just... why did you react so strongly?"

Why do you guys react so much?
Ha ha…

Yang Hao smiled bitterly in his heart.

If the buddy doesn't come, everything will go according to the normal historical procedure. Seven months later, that is, in April of 10, a small screenwriter surnamed Yang will go to Luoping, Yunnan Province to film with the group.In May, he would be hit and killed by a car while out on the street.

And since then, even if people in the circle like this beautiful first-line actress, no one dares to provoke her again.Hmmm..., except of course that Goryeo who doesn't know anything comes out years later.

"Oh it's all right."

Yang Hao shook his head and smiled.

"I was just thinking, why do our domestic film and television projects focus on repeated remakes of a mature story instead of actively developing new ones."

"Yeah..., I think so too!" After talking here, Liu Yifei raised the wine bottle in her hand.

"Come on, Yang Hao, it's no use just complaining here, it depends on actual actions.

Besides, you are the screenwriter, and the film and television projects in our country will all depend on you from now on, hahaha..."

"Haha..., okay, I will accept your good words, I will definitely be the greatest screenwriter in our country in the future!" Yang Hao also smiled and raised the bottle.

……

A very simple drinking game did not end until 11 o'clock in the middle of the night. If it wasn't because the wine was not gone, the two of them probably could drink more.

Sending the rosy-faced Liu Yifei downstairs, Yang Hao just wanted to follow her out of the community, and then take a taxi to take her home.

Downstairs, Liu Yifei smiled and waved her hands.

"Yang Hao, I told my family that I'm here to see Teacher Beiying today, so it's okay to drink some wine like the previous few times I came here.

But if my family sees that it's you, I think you might get beaten up. "

Speaking of this, Liu Yifei pointed directly to the outside of the community.

"Yang Hao, don't worry!
It's okay, my nanny car is parked at the gate of your community, and I can get in the car when I go out. "

"okay!"

Seeing her say this, Yang Hao, who knew something, didn't force it.

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Yang Hao, who bid farewell to the beauty star, stared at her back downstairs for a while, and then slowly went upstairs.

[Former Yang Hao] How did you meet her?
do not know!
[Former Yang Hao] What is the relationship with her?
Just a little bit of testing, saying that the old man missed her, she just laughed and cursed, neither disgusted, nor very happy of course.

So, this is still unknown.

Hey, sad people!

Yang Hao, who walked back to the door of the house, sighed when he took out the key to open the door, but at this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated.

A text message appeared on the phone.

The mobile phone number that sent the text message was not marked, only eleven numbers were displayed, and the content of the text message was also very simple, only a short sentence.

[I feel like you are a different person today, because you used to call me "An Feng"! 】

(End of this chapter)