Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

Xie Xingyan smiled gratefully at Jiangxi Heng.

The company wants to promote someone; that's not something he can interfere with.

But if it's about sacrificing himself to promote a newcomer, Xie Xingyan isn't exactly selfless, and he's not even familiar with the person in question, so how could he possibly agree?

It's just that he was unlucky, he didn't have any powerful backing, he couldn't compare to that elder Wen Qiyue, and the other party was sticking to him like that.

Right now, all he can do is strive for good results in the music awards in December and reach a higher level. As the saying goes, as long as you run fast enough, the person you want to chase can never catch up with you.

During this time, Xie Xingyan often thought of a sentence that Ling Wushuang had told him: If you don't become capital, you will be coerced by capital.

Fantasy Records is the company he's using to transition his music career, and Xie Xingyan still hopes that the five-year contract period will go smoothly.

There weren't many peanuts, but the two of them sat in the sun and quickly finished peeling them.

After finishing the task, Wen Qiyue, who had just said he was going to help in the kitchen, appeared: "Heng-ge, Xingyan, is there anything I can do?"

Nie Mingzhu followed closely behind, arms crossed, and said, "Don't even think about it. I asked you to light the fire, and you almost blew up the stove. I asked you to marinate the meat, and you couldn't tell the difference between the seasonings and ruined the meat... I'm telling you, since you can't cook, can't you just be a good-for-nothing like me and wait to be fed?"

In just half an hour, Nie Mingzhu's perception of the newcomers changed instantly.

He thought that since the artists from Huancai were people Xie Xingyan knew, they couldn't possibly be so blind.

As it turned out, this person didn't stop for a moment. At first, Nie Mingzhu didn't understand, but later he realized that this person was looking for the camera.

To be honest, it's understandable that celebrities want more screen time.

This is similar to how everyone wants a raise.

But in your attempt to find the camera, you kept making things worse, and even after being reminded by your elders, you ignored them and continued as before, which shows you're being a bit stubborn.

Wen Qiyue smiled awkwardly: "I thought cooking in the countryside was similar to cooking in the city."

In the kitchen, the MCs were still busy. Shen Congqian was the head chef, Huang Yingying was washing vegetables, Xu Yanqing was the assistant chef, and Fang Weiyang was tending the fire.

Occasionally, Shen Hanyi and He Weiran would help with chopping vegetables or peeling garlic.

Nie Mingzhu is really spoiled in this regard. After being criticized by Jiangxi Heng yesterday, he stopped offering any help.

Upon hearing this, He Weiran, who was near the window, said, "Cooking in the city? How do you cook in the city? Aside from burning firewood, isn't it all the same—just dumping the ingredients into a pot, adding seasonings, and stir-frying them until cooked?"

Shen Hanyi, the clueless one, bluntly pointed out: "Wen Qiyue, it's really not a big deal if you can't cook. Our CEO Jiang can't cook either... Oh dear!"

A peanut was launched and landed on the back of Shen Hanyi's hand, rolling to the ground with a gurgle.

Jiangxi Heng said calmly, "Why do you always use me as a point of comparison?"

After realizing that Wen Qiyue was the kind of person who was persistent and clingy, Jiangxi Heng wanted to avoid having his name associated with him even more.

Shen Hanyi picked up the peanut and chuckled obsequiously, "It's mainly because President Jiang is such an all-rounder and a perfectionist in my eyes. I even thought you could cook."

Jiangxi Heng was speechless: "What are you talking about? There's no such person."

[Stop saying Wen Qiyue is an all-rounder! Our Heng can act, write songs, write scripts, and run a company. That's impressive enough, isn't it? Even he wouldn't dare call himself an all-rounder. How dare you give such a title to a newcomer? Do you want him to die too late?]

Wen Qiyue is the type of person who treats Weibo like his WeChat Moments, and the content he posts is often untrue, frequently including fabrications.

For example, when participating in an "Actor Training Class" and filming sitcoms with amateurs, he would write: "The character I played today has some resemblance to the classic movie xxx," he practically took the word "piggybacking" to the extreme.

For example, when he is introduced to people by his senior singers and receives some polite compliments, he will write about it on Weibo, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, seniors. I will continue to work hard." When these seniors see this, they can't very well come forward and deny that they said such things, can they?

Therefore, under such fabricated language, writing a simple character with a brush is called calligraphy, taking a picture of a table full of delicious food is called cooking, casually mixing a colorful drink is called bartending, and posing as if playing billiards is called playing pool.

This pieced together a bunch of random things, and fans came up with the nickname "Decade All-Round".

To avoid the topic, Wen Qiyue has started to create an "eleven-item all-rounder".

He brought out the guitar he had brought from the room, gave it a couple of professional-looking bangs, and said, "I brought a guitar, wanna play a bit? But I've only been learning for a short time. I heard you're really good at instruments, so you'll have to go easy on me."

Jiangxi Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, almost wanting to laugh.

He knew that once Shen Hanyi said that, he would be stuck with this clingy person.

"Jiang Xiheng has never played the guitar," Xie Xingyan slowly raised her eyes, her expression even colder than in the car, but the corners of her mouth were upturned, her voice light and rising: "You didn't know?"

While in the camp, Jiangxi Heng was mainly exposed to pianos and electronic keyboards, and did not come into contact with guitars, which were mainly used for harmony.

Xie Xingyan remembers it, remembers it very clearly.

He didn't know if Jiangxi Heng "could" play, but he did know that Jiangxi Heng had never played the guitar in public.

[Yes, yes, Heng has never played the guitar before. Didn't Wen Qiyue say this morning that he got into the industry because of Heng?]

[Wen Qiyue said he entered the industry because of Heng's movies, not music! What's wrong with that?]

[Tch, calling themselves fans when they don't even know what their idols have done, they don't even remember as well as their rivals.]

[I've said it a million times, Heng and Xing are not rivals! Explain to the public, it's just about a music award competition, Heng has no interest in that!]

Whether you're lovers or rivals, I think the guy surnamed Wen is a little nervous.

Wen Qiyue was indeed a little flustered. Wasn't Jiangxi Heng a music composer? How could he not know how to play such a basic instrument as the guitar?

But he quickly found an excuse.

"Well, just like Hanyi thinks Heng is an all-rounder, I also assumed that as a music creator, Heng would be able to play many instruments. That was just my assumption. Since that's the case, I'll play a piece for everyone. Christmas is coming soon, so I'll play a piece related to Christmas."

Wen Qiyue struck a pose, and the guitar rang out loudly.

Jiangxi Heng knew very little about the world's musical works, so 4399 explained it to him:

This piece is the world's top-tier song, "Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence." The original version is for piano, while the guitar version doesn't require as many fancy fingerstyle strumming techniques.

Jiangxi Heng also figured out something about it.

Music reflects the person; Wen Qiyue's music reflects who he is.

"The consequence of excessive virtuosity is that the true essence of this piece has been lost."