A grand feast for the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 37 Buttocks
The forecast said there would be a typhoon, but thankfully the wind wasn't too strong when it made landfall.

The feeling of a gentle breeze carrying a light drizzle.

However, in the passageway and the arrival hall, almost everyone was in a hurry, and in a quick glance, I didn't see any paparazzi-looking people lurking around.

I saw Chen Shuhua.

She kept her promise and wore a pair of tight jeans, but she chose a hoodie as her top. The hoodie was too big and hung down, covering the bottom of her buttocks—which actually looked quite good!
To be honest, in the past six months of wandering the world, Lin Jianlu has seen his fair share of beautiful women, but in terms of fashion sense, none can surpass Chen Shuhua and Rosamund Kwan – they are not only stunningly beautiful and have impeccable figures, but their clothing choices are also absolutely top-notch.

Wang Fei is slightly inferior, mainly because she likes to mix and match randomly and wants to express her individuality, which sometimes leads her to lose the mainstream aesthetic.

Comparatively speaking, Lin Qingxia has the worst fashion sense.

She seems to have figured things out, and she's not so strict about controlling her figure anymore. According to Zhang Aijia, she used to have a tiny waist that she could pinch with her hands and weigh 90 pounds, but now she's gained weight. Even her clothes seem a bit too casual, sometimes extremely relaxed and casual, and sometimes suddenly bold and revealing with a deep V-neck and back.

In short, I'm old and shameless. Look at me and say whatever you want!
I've had a wonderful first half of my life, can't I live the second half a little more freely?
Chen Shuhua clearly hasn't relaxed yet; she often discusses weight loss during casual conversations...

As he approached, he glanced at her up and down, then suddenly circled around her to look at her—Chen Shuhua froze for a moment, then immediately turned around to stop Lin Jianlu from staring, her face slightly flushed, “You’re so lecherous!”

She already knew what Lin Jianlu wanted to see—she had been quite puzzled before as to why he insisted on her wearing those tight jeans. Later, she called Li Zongsheng, whom she considered the most shrewd and experienced among her friends. After listening to her story, Li Zongsheng laughed and immediately told her, "He wants to see your butt!"

After the initial shock came a sudden realization.

After realizing the truth, I was left speechless, both amused and exasperated.

Who would have thought that someone in this world would so blatantly send a signal that they want to see their own butt?

As a result, they just looked openly and honestly. When you tried to stop them, accusing them of being lecherous, they just shrugged and said seriously, "Look, I went to the garden, and the flowers there were in full bloom. I was walking along the path, and the moonlight shone down, as soft as snow and as misty as fog. I saw a beautiful woman, with delicate features and a graceful figure... I wanted to look, I loved to look, is there anything wrong with that?"

For a moment, Chen Shuhua was speechless.

He shrugged and said, "If I don't even appreciate these things, wouldn't I be a bit unromantic?"

Chen Shuhua pursed her lips, and after a moment, she suddenly gathered the hem of her hoodie, pinched it around her slender waist, and from a distance of about a meter, she suddenly started spinning in place, slowly and deliberately, as if she wanted to give the person who was extremely perceptive and fond of romance enough time to see her clearly.

After completing the circle, she looked up at Lin Jianlu with her chin tilted back.

Her face was slightly flushed, and she had a charming and captivating air about her.

Lin Jianlu gave her a thumbs up, "Beautiful!"

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She drove herself there. Old Duan was going to send a company car to pick her up, and she could just ride with him. But for some reason, she suddenly didn't want the driver to see her in her ordinary clothes, which she was used to wearing. So she pretended to volunteer and said she could pick her up herself.

Fortunately, it seems the driver's skills are acceptable.

Just as Lin Jianlu stepped out of the airport, she suddenly received a call from Su Huilun. Su Huilun's tone was mischievous and smug, as if she were up to no good. "Handsome, guess where I am?"—Lin Jianlu's brain practically cracked her guess in the blink of an eye, so she replied, "Do you want to guess where I am?"

On the other end of the phone, Su Huilun froze for two seconds, then suddenly screamed, "No way!"

"I heard you've been chasing girls all over Hong Kong... I flew here through a typhoon!"

"Wasn't I braving the typhoon?... No, you were going with the typhoon, you're saving fuel than me!"

"Whether it saves fuel or not is none of my business, bro!"

She yelled so loudly that Chen Shuhua couldn't help but burst out laughing.

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As the car drove through the city, the wind and rain gradually intensified. Fortunately, the car managed to enter the underground parking garage beneath the hotel before the torrential downpour began.

The room was reserved, and after checking in, Chen Shuhua hesitated only slightly before accompanying him upstairs.

It's clear that we can't leave anytime soon.

Even if she wanted to leave, Lin Jianlu insisted on stopping her—the wind and rain were truly fierce. Lin Jianlu had lived in the north all her previous life, and this was the first time she had personally witnessed the power of a typhoon.

But Chen Shuhua said that this is only the outer periphery of the typhoon, and it is still a long way from the typhoon making landfall.

Boil some water, make two cups of instant coffee, and hold the coffee cup while looking out the window at the howling wind and rain, which seemed like the end of the world. Lin Jianlu remained silent for a long time—he looked out the window, and Chen Shuhua looked at him.

The wind and rain were dark and gloomy.

It wasn't until much later, when she got tired of looking at it, that Lin Jianlu turned around, put down her coffee cup, and exclaimed, "Damn, that's intense!"

Then he suddenly walked over, opened his suitcase, took out more than a dozen sheet music manuscripts, and handed them to her.

The song I prepared for her—just kidding, something about jeans or something—it's good if she can watch it, but if not, there's nothing I can do. The collaboration still needs to go ahead; I promised. Everything was already prepared back in the capital.

However... her butt is indeed very beautiful.

I thought it looked good last time, but I think it looks even better this time.

Upon seeing the manuscript handed to her, she suddenly came to her senses, and then her face lit up with surprise.

She prepared three songs: "Noisy," "So Many People in This World," and "Summer Breeze." Only "Summer Breeze" is the R&B she really wanted, but "Noisy" and "So Many People in This World" are slow songs that she's sure she'll feel a connection with as soon as she sings them.

I have thought carefully about her question.

Or rather, it was a careful consideration and deduction of the general path of the Chinese music scene in the next few years.

Clearly, no matter how talented Luo Dayou and Li Zongsheng were at their peak, or how many classic songs they produced and how dominant they were, they, and the folk and ballad genres they excelled at, are gradually fading away.

Works like "The Story of Time" and "Rolling Red Dust" have influenced an entire generation, but are now gradually being abandoned by discerning and novelty-loving fans who are calling for new trends.

What followed was certainly not the era of R&B. It's just that R&B rose to prominence so brilliantly and dazzlingly, reaching such a high peak, that it seemed as if that man ruled that entire period. But in reality, that's not the case.

In fact, the future era will be an era of great chaos and slaughter.

So, how did you become famous?

Good works, good singing, and a good face are obviously indispensable conditions, but at the same time, it is also important to note that the brand-new beats and rhythms, as well as the brand-new arrangement methods, bring a sense of fashion and trendiness that is almost completely different from those of Luo Dayou and Li Zongsheng.

Therefore, what they bring to today's music fans is that kind of freshness and excitement.

It is completely different from the previous generation.

A fresh and novel approach will naturally be liked.

Even if I were not in this world, this would be a reality that would gradually come to pass in a few years.

Luo Dayou seems to have realized his impending demise and has recently become listless. Li Zongsheng, on the other hand, has not yet noticed and still harbors great ambitions. His songs are a bit "smaller" than Luo Dayou's, lacking the strong sense of national identity, era, and society. His style is also more love songs, and his production is more fashionable. Therefore, he is still at his peak—their feelings are both correct.

This was never going to be something that could be accomplished overnight.

This was a slow update—roughly until that man's debut, and the sudden arrival of the internet age, when a large number of poorly made but absolutely youthful and enjoyable online songs appeared, directly accelerating this grand update.

A completely new era suddenly arrived.

Chen Shuhua wants to change her image, which is certainly not wrong, but her last album flopped. Despite its meticulous production, it was a disastrous flop. Her R&B is not mature enough, and the market is not ready for it yet. She was too hasty and moved too fast.

Otherwise, look, even "Hua Tian Cuo" and "Xiao Xiang Yu" only received ordinary popularity on the diamond-level album "Leng Ku Di Dao".

So, let's make an EP for her to test the waters!

Slow down the pace a bit, give her a new rhythm, but the tune should still be the old tune that she is most familiar with and suits best. First, keep the sales of this mini album going, and then let the fans get used to it with "Summer Breeze".

If you enjoy it, give us more for the next album.

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Dark clouds loomed over the city outside the window.

The wind howled fiercely, and the rain poured down relentlessly.

The wind and rain lashed against the hotel's glass windows, making a tremendous noise.

Yet, ironically, once the curtains were drawn, the room felt unusually quiet and comfortable.

After Chen Shuhua finished reading the manuscript, Lin Jianlu patiently analyzed the problems with her previous singing style and told her his thoughts on her future development direction.

She listened attentively at first, but later her mind wandered without her realizing it.

When Lin Jianlu woke her up, she was a little embarrassed, her face flushed, and she quickly said, "What you said makes sense, it's much clearer than I could see it myself. Then I'll listen to you, whatever you say, I'll do!"

Well, it seems all the grand principles I carefully prepared have now come to nothing.

Let's just skip this topic and chat casually for a bit.

Anyway, that's how things are.

Her mother fell ill again recently and received IV drips for half a month. She was advised to get a proper check-up, but she refused. However, she has recovered after the IV drips were finished. Recently, she went to several performances, and her mother accompanied her each time. She has become accustomed to her mother's company and feels at ease with it.

She has been practicing R&B singing recently and has also tried to create her own R&B songs, but so far she has not created any songs that she feels good about - she can't find inspiration. She describes it as walking in a dark alley, without a moon, without stars, without lights, and without seeing a single ray of light.

She watched the music video for "Fairy Tale" and was deeply moved...

As for me, I just... filmed a music video, drank with friends, and went on a trip to Southeast Asia...

Suddenly, at one point, she asked rather abruptly, "The Taiwanese media have also reported on your scandals, with so many rumored girlfriends, so... do you really have a girlfriend?"

Lin Jianlu paused for a moment, then began to check his fingers.

One, two, three, four, five, very seriously.

Chen Shuhua's eyes widened instantly—however, he counted on two hands and still wasn't satisfied, so he kept counting until thirteen before stopping. After a moment's hesitation, showing some serious struggle, he replied, "Twelve or thirteen!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Chen Shuhua burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)