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I read Hua Zhou's script, and it's indeed quite good. It's an art film with a similar theme, and the propaganda and educational significance are basically the same, so I didn't think too much about it. However, I really didn't know the script was written by someone named Xu Fan. Could it really be you, Xiao Fan?

Liu Tianwang looked at Xu Fan, and Xiao Zihan looked at Xu Fan as well.

Mr. Fan and Mr. Zheng were also curious: Xu Fange writes well, could he also write screenplays?

Xu Fan scratched his head awkwardly, but was secretly delighted. He said, "I wrote it. I heard a true story before, and it inspired me to try writing this script."

Xiao Zihan covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Really?"

Old Zheng said from the side, "If young Xu says so, then it must be true."

As he spoke, Mr. Zheng's eyes were full of admiration.

Old Fan said from the side, "Oh, I'll have time to take a good look and see if there are any good roles that I, the old man, can play."

Xiao Zihan said, "Old Fan, how old are you? You're still acting!"

Mr. Fan said, "People may grow old, but faith cannot grow old."

Liu Tianwang glanced at the admiration in Fan Lao's eyes and knew that Fan Lao was actually reminding him to consider another issue.

I rejected the script from Starry Night Pictures without even glancing at it. Regardless of whose reason it was, it was a mistake of mine not to read it.

If the script for "Lost and Love" was better, wouldn't I have missed out?

Moreover, the script was written by Xu Fan.

Xu Fan just wrote a song for him, and it would be really inappropriate not to show some appreciation at this time.

Since it was Xiao Zihan who brought up the topic first, Liu Tianwang didn't think too much about it. He was just surprised by Xu Fan's versatility, so he said, "Xiao Fan, you actually wrote 'Lost and Found'. I'll go back tonight and take a good look at the script. If the script is good, I'll agree to join Fanxing Pictures. But don't be angry, I still need to read the script first."

Xu Fan quickly said, "Then Brother Liu, get ready to film back later."

Old Zheng laughed and said, "Is young Xu so confident in his script?"

Old Fan said, "Xiao Liu, you need to think this through carefully. You know the situation of Fanxing Pictures yourself. However, I still support you. If Xu's script is good, those problems won't be a big deal."

Andy Lau said, "I know that, but I'm really curious about Xiao Fan's script."

Xu Fan smiled and said to the group, "The script is based on real events. Mr. Fan, Mr. Zheng, Brother Liu, Sister Xiao, you can all give me your opinions."

The group laughed and agreed, and the simple gathering ended with everyone happily raising their glasses.

Mr. Zheng and Mr. Fan found a room in the hotel to sleep in, as did Andy Lau. However, the first thing he did after returning to his room was to call his agent and ask to see the script for "Lost and Found".

Xu Fan left the hotel, took a taxi home, and slept until the next morning.

The phone rang, and Xu Fan groggily answered it. He subconsciously thought it was Xia Ziling and was about to ask, "What does Miss want now?"

It turned out that the call was from Fatty Zhao Feiyang.

Xu Fan then remembered that Xia Ziling had gone on vacation and might never come back.

After the call connected, Zhao Feiyang chattered on and on for a long time before hanging up.

Xu Fan rubbed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then realized that Zhao Feiyang meant he was in the hospital and that he should go to him.

Wash up and go out.

In the hospital, Xu's mother and Zhao Feiyang were chatting about everyday things. After Xu Fan arrived, Zhao Feiyang said, "Old Xu, you're taking too long. I've been waiting for you for ages."

Xu Fan glared at Zhao Feiyang, walked over to his mother, and asked, "Mom, are you feeling any better?"

Xu's mother nodded and said, "I'm much better. Xiao Zhao and I had a great chat. Please sit down."

The three chatted for a while before Zhao Feiyang greeted Xu Fan and led him outside the hospital.

After Zhao Feiyang returned, he had clearly eaten a few more pounds of meat, looking chubby and somewhat cute. He stared intently at Xu Fan and said seriously, "Old Xu, I have something to tell you."

"Say!"

"Look, tomorrow night is the final of The Coming One. Have you prepared what song you're going to sing?"

Xu Fan thought for a moment and said, "That's about right."

Anyway, I currently have a lot of favorites, so buying a few songs is more than enough. It's just that there are too many good songs, making it a bit troublesome to choose.

Zhao Feiyang, with his chubby hands on his hips, said, "Did you prepare a record for the previous advanced battle?"

Xu Fan shook his head and said, "Teacher Xue told me about the record, and the program team also talked to me about it, but I was in England last time so I didn't get it done."

"Okay, then I'll do it?"

"You'll do it?"

"What? It won't work?"

"No."

Xu Fan answered very seriously. The fat man didn't look like someone who worked in the record industry, or at least he didn't seem to.

The fat man laughed and said, "Then who will do it?"

Who did it?

Xu Fan frowned. He had thought about this problem many times, and even considered whether to open a studio. But who would he hire as an agent?

Hiring a professional agent? He thought it was unrealistic.

Signing with any other agency, whether it's Xue Zhiqian's company or Tencent's entertainment company, is not what he wants.

But I am indeed thinking about the record issue, who will take care of it?

I've already decided on the name of the album; it will include all the songs I sang on The Coming One. Actually, who does this isn't the most important thing.

The important thing is that when all of this becomes professionalized, there are too many things that you can't handle on your own.

Looking at Xu Fan, Zhao Feiyang said seriously, "Old Xu, I didn't sleep a wink last night. Do you know what I was thinking?"

Xu Fan shook his head. Zhao Feiyang's chubby face showed a helpless expression. He sighed and said, "I'm thinking about what you need to do next? How to do it? I've realized you can't do without me. Well, I admit I'm a bit narcissistic, but I've thought this through carefully. I've thought a lot about the next steps, and I think I can be your manager. If we work together, things will go smoothly in the entertainment industry."

Zhao Feiyang spoke simply, but Xu Fan expressed his confusion.

Zhao Feiyang continued, "I've really considered a lot of things. You see, we're familiar with each other and have a good relationship, so there's no need to be suspicious of each other. I know your lifestyle, and I can help you with all the little things. You just need to focus on singing. Don't think I'm incompetent; I'm quite agile too."

Xu Fan remained silent, but he had already made up his mind, because the fat man was right.

Since I need an agent anyway, isn't Fatty the most suitable candidate?

However, Xu Fan's silence made the fat man anxious, and he subconsciously raised his fat hand and said, "Old Xu, I swear, I will definitely do my best to fulfill your promise."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Fan threw a punch.

"It's just you."

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===Chapter 110 The Ultimate Finale===

For Xu Fan, it doesn't matter who his agent is.

There are indeed some trivial matters that need to be handled. If you set up a studio, you can hire a few reliable people to handle them. In that case, the agent is just someone who accompanies you around.

He remembered clearly from the bottom of his heart the help the fat man had given him. The fat man had stood behind him during the most difficult time for him, so he had always wanted to find an opportunity to help the fat man.

Perhaps the fat man's attitude towards life means he doesn't need more material things, but if it can change something, Xu Fan is still happy to do it.

The fat man laughed and said, "I knew there wouldn't be any problems. In that case, let me tell you a few things first."

Xu Fan couldn't help but laugh and say, "You're such a busybody."

The fat man chuckled and placed a large hand on Xu Fan's shoulder again, saying, "Do you know the format of the final competition of Tomorrow's Son?"

Xu Fan said, "I have a general understanding."

The fat man said, "Let me tell you, I started studying the competition as soon as I got back, and I've been really excited these past few days."

As they walked, the fat man continued, "After the advanced battle, one of the remaining seven people will be eliminated by netizens. As things stand, it's very likely to be Zhong Yixuan."

"Zhong Yixuan?"

Xu Fan frowned slightly and asked a question. The fat man said, "Well, you are currently number one on the real-time popularity rankings online, and Little Box is number two. However, Little Box's votes are a bit strange. They have suddenly increased in the past few days. The gap was originally very large, but now it is close to you, and even has the trend of surpassing you."

Xu Fan pondered for a moment, but came to no conclusion.

He was quite confident in his vote count, but when he heard Zhao Feiyang say that, he felt a pang of unease. Could there be some kind of unspoken rule in such a popular variety show like "The Coming One"?

That's what he thought, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. The fat man continued, "Third place is Cui Zhixuan. After the strong promotion of The Coming One, he has a lot of fans. Then fourth place is Yang Yuhao. After his challenge to you in the last competition, his fame has actually increased instead of decreased."

"Fifth is Ma Boxian, sixth is Zhu Zijie, and seventh has always been Zhong Yixuan. His performance has been very stable, but for some reason, his votes are not very high."

When Xu Fan was thinking about the advanced battle, Zhong Yixuan's match was decent, but definitely not bad.

Zhu Zijie, who ranked sixth, didn't have a very deep influence, but in terms of appearance, he should be better. Could that be the reason?

Then Xu Fan thought of Zhong Yixuan's personality—a shy person who didn't like to talk. Without overwhelming strength, it would be difficult for him to gain votes through other means. For a moment, he felt a little sorry for Zhong Yixuan.

First, they were eliminated in the knockout stage, then they used the only direct advancement spot in Yang Xiaomi's hands to advance and win. They also won in the advanced battle, but unexpectedly, they ended up at the bottom in the real-time rankings.

Zhao Feiyang said, "But that's not necessarily true. The real-time popularity will only be counted after the competition starts at 8 p.m.

Xu Fan nodded, and Zhao Feiyang added, "There will definitely be a lot of songs needed for tonight's competition. Once you're ready, let me hear them first."

Xu Fan looked at Zhao Feiyang and said, "What?"

Zhao Feiyang smiled and said, "I'm your agent."

Xu Fan was speechless. Zhao Feiyang continued, "The top six in the real-time popularity ranking will compete in pairs. The winners will advance to the top three, while the losers will automatically be placed in the bottom three. All remaining contestants will be divided into winners' and losers' groups."

Xu Fan listened attentively as Zhao Feiyang explained, "The three members of the loser group will challenge the three members of the winner group based on their popularity rankings. The winners will determine the top three spots, and the losers will determine the bottom three spots. In other words, you will first have to compete against one of them. If you win, you will then compete against another member of the loser group in singing, based on their popularity rankings."

Xu Fan said, "We need two songs."

Zhao Feiyang said, "If you win, you will compete for the final championship. You will need to sing two songs, and the winners will be a three-person battle. The final result will be determined by the fans. All the matches in the final will be scored by the fans. After each match, the score will be reset to zero and recalculated. Then you will need to sing a song in the final."

Xu Fan thought for a moment and asked, "So, at least five songs are needed?"

Zhao Feiyang nodded and said, "Don't tell me we didn't prepare that many songs; the production team didn't tell you."

Xu Fan thought about it and realized that Director Wang seemed to have told him these things, but he had been too busy with his mother's surgery and hadn't remembered them at all.

Although five songs are easy for him, given his current popularity rating, four songs should be no problem at all.

This made Xu Fan realize that he really needed an agent, and Zhao Feiyang's rapid work pace really surprised him. He laughed and said, "I have to say, he's actually quite capable."

"That is!"

Zhao Feiyang couldn't hide his smugness, but then he realized that Xu Fan's words were loaded with meaning, and he said angrily, "Get lost!"