The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 56 Should Be Passed

In Xingyao Pictures, the employees all sat quietly in their seats. Even if they had no work to do, they all pretended to be working seriously, because the boss, Fan Xiaoyanzi, was in a bad mood.

Although the company was established just over a year ago and is not very large, the salary is still good. Even in Beijing, it is ranked mid-range. The internal atmosphere is also very good and the boss is not arrogant.

However, if she is in a bad mood and someone else is in trouble, then things will be very tragic.

Fan Xiaoyanzi would not scold people, but she would bring out all the problems that person had, one by one, and criticize them in public, and she would often have reasons and evidence, criticizing the other person to the point where he felt ashamed and had no way to refute.

Killing people and destroying their hearts is nothing more than this. No employee wants to experience this feeling.

I don’t know what’s going on recently, but Fan Xiaoyanzi comes to the company every day with an expressionless face, and her low mood is visible to the naked eye. She only looks better to her secretary and assistant.

The internal gossip was unclear, and the only rumor that seemed plausible was that the boss seemed to have fallen out with his childhood sweetheart.

That’s right, the various circumstances surrounding the recent interview with Dafa’s advertisement have spread throughout the company. Judging from the fact that the boss spent more than ten minutes alone with the other person in the conference room, as well as the various conversations they had when they met, it would be strange if they weren’t childhood sweethearts!
But today this rumor was broken, because the young man named Xu from the advertising company came to Xingyao Film again, and Fan Xiaoyanzi happily welcomed him in.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the boss's mood had improved and we no longer had to worry.

Unfortunately, they don’t know the truth.

"Thank you so much, Xiaoyang!" After opening the manuscript in her hand, little Fan Ye's face was full of joy.

"Don't be too happy, Sister Bingbing. Whether a song can become popular depends not only on the lyrics and music, but also on the arrangement." Xu Jiuyang said with a serious expression, "If we can't find a suitable arrangement, even if the music and lyrics are a perfect match, the quality of the song may be reduced by a level."

"Then..." Little Fan Ye rolled his eyes and immediately grabbed his hand, "Can you help me again?"

Xu Jiuyang coughed dryly and pulled his hand away. However, she was prepared and would never let him pull it away. Not only did she hold on tightly, she also leaned forward, almost leaning on him.

"Sister Bingbing, do you think of me as Doraemon?" he asked.

Little Fan Ye looked bewildered: "What is Doraemon?"

"Hmm..." Xu Jiuyang patted his head. "It's usually translated as Doraemon in China, but some call it Amon, and some just call it Doraemon."

"That!" Little Fan Ye immediately put on an expression of sudden enlightenment, "Oh, Xiao Yang is actually Doraemon, what he says every time is very valuable for reference."

Xu Jiuyang laughed dryly. "I'm really sorry. Sister Bingbing, it's fine for me to write the lyrics, but asking me to write the music is really asking too much. I haven't learned much professional music knowledge."

After saying that, he thought of something and pulled his hand back: "Come to think of it, I remember Sister Bingbing said in an interview that since you've learned flute and piano, why not try composing your own music?"

"Learning flute and piano doesn't mean..." Little Fan Ye only said half of the sentence before reacting, "Okay, okay, I won't embarrass you, is that okay?"

After saying that, she stood up and went to the desk, found a check, wrote it quickly, and handed it to him: "As agreed, the lyrics for one song are 2,000 yuan, and 5 songs are 10,000 yuan."

"Passed all?" Xu Jiuyang raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, I think they are all well-written and should be used in the album." Little Fan Ye nodded sincerely.

Xu Jiuyang thought for a moment and took the check back: "Thank you, Sister Bingbing."

Little Fan Ye smiled slightly, first reaching out to brush the hair by her ears, and then pretending to be nonchalant, she asked, "Speaking of which, are you and Gao Yuanyuan in a relationship?" Xu Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I have another girlfriend."

Then he asked back, "Sister Bingbing...do you have any grudge against Sister Yuanyuan?"

"Well..." Little Fan Ye showed an embarrassed expression, "Don't ask about this, I can't say it."

"Okay..." Xu Jiuyang shrugged, then changed the subject and asked, "Speaking of which, how did Sister Bingbing get into the film and television industry in the first place, and even... play such a popular role as Xiaoyanzi?"

"That's just luck," little Fan Bingbing laughed triumphantly. "I've always loved acting, and my parents had a friend investing in a TV series, so I auditioned and unexpectedly got a role. That's how I met Liu Xinghua. Then, when the crew of My Fair Princess was casting, Liu Xinghua recommended me."

Xu Jiuyang blinked, as if asking: Is it that simple?
So Little Fan Ye sighed and said, "Of course it's not that simple. Let me tell you, those Taiwanese people are all arrogant. Don't believe their lies about being well-educated. They are very discriminatory towards mainlanders."

"Hmmmm..." Xu Jiuyang nodded repeatedly.

"I originally wanted to compete for the female lead, who at the time was actually Xia Ziwei. But after trying a few times, I felt I was lucky to play Jinsuo or even Liu Hong." Little Fan Ye continued, "But who knew the crew would encounter problems one after another. For example, the actress originally chosen for the role of Xiaoyanzi left to act in a movie, and then the professional student we hired from the mainland broke his leg in a car accident..."

"Broken leg?" Xu Jiuyang looked strange.

"Yes, it was over there on Mingguang Road. Huo Siyan and I were still outside the scene at the time," Little Fan Ye said, reminiscing. "I think his last name was Zhao."

Then she smiled brightly: "Then, I thought about what you said to me, and decided to take a gamble."

"What did I say again?" Xu Jiuyang's expression became even weirder.

"That thing about being the Wahaha agent," Little Fan Ye reminded me, "I remember it very clearly. You said that although Wahaha's discounts were huge, they would be taken back sooner or later."

"I did say that." Xu Jiuyang nodded in agreement this time.

"In other words, if a person has no connections or connections, does that mean he is easy to control?" Little Fan Ye showed a proud look again.

"So..." Xu Jiuyang was suddenly enlightened, then became surprised.

"That's right!" Little Fan Ye snapped her fingers. "I successfully made the TV producer, Ms. He Xiuqiong, think that if I played Xiaoyanzi and became famous, she could easily control me."

"But after you became famous, you used the opportunity of enrolling in Beijing Film Academy to avoid signing a contract." Xu Jiuyang seemed to be thinking about something.

"That's right!" Little Fan Ye puffed out his chest proudly, "So, I'm awesome, right?"

But she immediately waved her hand and said, "Of course, it was also because not many people were optimistic about this TV series at the beginning, so we only signed the performance contract first, and did not sign the agency contract."

"Then, how did Sister Bingbing come up with the idea of ​​getting admitted to Beijing Film Academy?" Xu Jiuyang asked curiously.

"Siyan and I came up with this idea together. When I asked her if she had any ideas, she offered several that weren't very good. Then, after seeing Zhou Jie, she suggested applying to the Beijing Film Academy, so I did." Little Fan Ye said, "So, after Xingyao Pictures was established, I signed Siyan and gave her shares."

"Sister Bingbing is so generous." Xu Jiuyang gave a thumbs up, and it seemed like he meant it sincerely.

That was about it. After chatting for a few more words, he stood up and said goodbye. After the office door was closed, little Fan Ye also breathed a sigh of relief: I should have passed!

(End of this chapter)