Chapter 28: The Little Fortune Butterfly (28)

"Look, Brother Shen, is this person Song or Song Pianzhen?"
Shen Yu, who was closing his eyes and rested in the nanny car, showed an impatient look, and said with no good air:
"Why mention that woman!"
The whole crew of "Zhao Niang" was unlucky and touched him badly. From the end of Lin Qinglu's affairs, he lost overseas resources even if everything went wrong, and the word "dead" was overflowing all over his body. Since he was finished, he never wanted to hear from the crew again.
"Brother, look!" The assistant slammed the phone into his face.
Shen Yu couldn't focus his eyes. He hissed and took the phone from his face and took a closer look.
"..."
The face in the photo would not admit his mistake when he died. Song Pianjue's woman, transformed into the CEO of Yuehui? !
When the car arrived at Xing Yao, Shen Yu rushed to Ji Jing’s office:
"Have you read the news? I have a hunch that this woman must have other relations with Lin Qinglu!"
"Need your hunch?" There was another person in the office, who was actually Ye Zixuan.
She sat on the sofa and ridiculed her former dog licking: "The Lin Song CP fans on the entire network know it earlier than you."
Shen Yu only saw her and sneered: "What are you proud of."
"I didn't miss the gold master anyhow."
"Don't you like to get close to people, why—"
"Stop arguing." Ji Jing rubbed his eyebrows, suppressed his irritable anger, and said with patience, "It should be her who rescued Lin Qinglu many times."
The guess was confirmed, and Shen Yu's heart beat: "Song Pianzhen has so much energy?"
Even the CEO of Yuehui wouldn't be able to compete against Xing Yao.
"The Starry Sky above her head" is a program she made by herself. At that time, we noticed the CEO of Yuehui who emerged and asked people to check it."
"But we can't even find out her origin." Ji Jing closed his eyes, "because nothing can be found, so according to her surname, it's almost impossible to find out."
The entertainment circle, because of its special status, can faintly see things about another larger circle.
Shen Yu and Ye Zixuan both slowly came up with a suspicion, because they were too surprised, they couldn't help but silence.
Ye Zixuan clenched her lower lip.
She remembered that when she first saw each other, she felt close and yearning.
Or because the other party is Lin Qinglu's person, she saw that Lin Qinglu cares about Song Pianzhen, so subconsciously, she even wanted to "take away" Song Pianzhen.
But Song Pianzhen is too ordinary. She may be a good dancer, but she has no power, power or money.
She was just like a delicious and beautiful snack owned by Lin Qinglu. Ye Zixuan wanted to it, but she didn't want it so much. In front of Ji Jing's prominent status and a feast of resources, she quickly left it behind.
If she had treated Song Pianzhen well and used a three-point effort towards Ji Jing, as long as Song Pianzhen was thinking about love, would it be completely different now...
Shen Yu was in a trance.
He suddenly remembered what he did when Song Pianzhen still looked at herself with admiration in the first place?
Oh, he dangles Song Pianju’s appetite, teasing her, and wants to use her to deal with Lin Qinglu...
If he hadn't exposed his nature to Song Pianjue, with Song Pianjue's current position, how could he be like...
The regret in his heart tormented him, and Shen Yu suddenly became excited.
No, he still had to hold Song Pianzheng, even the idea of ​​killing Song Pianzheng! His pupils widened and his face was as white as a cut of sackcloth.
He left Ji Jing's office, and his mood didn't improve for a moment. Instead, the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, for fear that Song Pianjue would see himself somewhere another day, slapped his head and sentenced him to death.
He shuddered nervously, rushed into the president's room, and calmly said to the new president: "President, I want to study abroad."
Yes, when she goes abroad, she will never remember a little character named "Shen Yu" again, or wait for this lady to play enough entertainment games.
Going abroad for further training sounds nice in name, but the fans are forgetful. After a few years, they basically start from scratch, which is very difficult.
The new president is a member of the board of directors. He looked at Shen Yuqing's bleak expression and guessed in his heart what made Shen Yu run in a hurry.
"Yes," he said decisively, "but you have to bring someone with you."
"Who?"
"Ye Zixuan."
Xing Yao has lost a wave of outstanding artists, including his sister Xu Weiwei and the gold medalist due to the last storm.
When Ye Zixuan is here, Ji Jing will be dizzy. Ye Zixuan offended Lin Qinglu miserably. One day with Lin Qinglu, it would be impossible for Ye Zixuan to really become red. It's better to abandon it and get into trouble after saving it.
Xing Yao has no place for Ye Zixuan.
Do you have to take that poisonous woman with you when you go abroad? Shen Yu frowned in disgust, but when he went overseas, everyone had their own things. He put aside his emotions and nodded quickly, but he was gloating in his heart.
The female star has a shorter shelf life than the male star. When she comes back after these two years, the fresh and tender flowers will take up a place early, who will remember her.
The Starlight Villain Front Alliance flops like a frightened little chicken, and the Internet is full of groundhogs who eat melons.
"I noticed before that the producer of "Starry Sky Above" and Xiao Wudi have the same name and surname! The face is also the same! Is it definitely the same person!"
"The high-level x movie queen falling horse plot is too delicious, do you have a sister to write a doujin [hand pen]"
"Dancing for Lin Yin's surname, instead of dancing for her in Lin's costume, hehehehe"
"What happened to my good friend as a dancer? What happened to me and me in the dressing room? Breaking the old routine for the other party and participating in variety show #狗头"
""Lin Song Tongren: Little Fortune Butterfly" has been opened #OK"
"@木人物跹 also followed @林轻鹭! She only followed Lin Qinglu! I blasted!!!"
...
The news of Yuehui CEO's appearance appeared on many media accounts, not because everyone cares more about the top executives of entertainment companies, and the reason for being famous with Ji Jing is all because of his appearance.
Jian Yixin chose to appear on the charity night, but did not intend to hide it. This identity is not invisible, she needs a new vest that is convenient for continuing her mission, and Yuehui's high-level position is very suitable.
Regarding her appearance on the crew as a dancer, Jian Yixin had prepared for a long time. After clearing the account "Mupianji" and adding a V, the first Weibo was a statement.
The statement broadly covered the matter as "because of professional interest, I went to the crew to act as a dance stand-in", and no longer gave everyone the room for random imagination.
But Jian Yixin didn't know that the reason why CP was so good was because it was hidden.
If two people show off their affection in an upright manner, no one will watch it. It is this kind of half-concealed, faintly revealing interaction and communication that makes CP fans feel unconscious.
Lin Ji's cp leaderboard, in just half a day, Lin Song squeezed out the original leader Lin Ji and directly reached the top.
Ji Liu sighed inwardly, but he didn't expect that there would be a day when the people who were eaten by melon would realize the truth. Then he was confident about the sister's enthusiasm, and immediately tweeted and cried:
@山大王计柳: My cp was robbed, wipe away my tears and bless them.
The bottom is saying that Ji Liu plays a lot, and he is engaged in marketing operations. Ji Liu is triumphant, what's wrong with the popularity, isn't this very effective?
She poured a glass of water leisurely, and suddenly received a message from Lin Qinglu:
"Delete Weibo."
Ji Liu scratched his head: "What are you doing, sister? Are you empathizing?"
I called directly over there, and came up with a serious criticism education:
"You are too frivolous."
Ji Liu rolled his eyes subconsciously, "Say, I'm listening."
"The relationship between the two people is taken outside to talk about why, it's not appropriate."
What kind of old cadre thought?
"No, you and Mr. Song's cp fans are all over the river, do I still need to say?"
"That's not the same. They were smart and guessed it by themselves."
"..." The cp fan entertained herself, how dare to think it was true, I am afraid you are really together, it is them who scared to death first.
Ji Liu sighed, "Okay, it's my fault, I will delete it."
Lin Qinglu waited for Ji Liu to delete his blog before hung up the phone without worry.
Liu Lele next to him finally digested the fact that "Lin Song is real", and asked curiously:
"Sister, why did Teacher Ji delete the blog?"
"Nothing." Lin Qinglu looked noble and glamorous, and said concisely.
She looked out the window and quietly shook the cat's ears.
They haven't officially been together yet.
I'm sorry.
It was the first time Lin Qinglu came to Jian Yixin's office. From approaching the office area, she swaggered, her eyes confident, as if she was examining her own site.
Luo Chun didn't even look at it. What kind of domineering wealthy daughter's favored concubine posture.
Li Dongli saw Lin Ying coming over to "chagang" from afar, his eyes flashed suddenly, he was trotting up from his seat, and opened the office door for Lin Qinglu with a warm smile:
"Teacher Lin, please come in, Mr. Song is inside!"
Lin Qinglu went in and found the person she was looking for at a glance.
Jian Yixin sits in the reception area of ​​the office, a simple black suit outlines a graceful figure, the skin is like snow, the makeup is very light, the body is different from the usual intellectual beauty.
Unlike a person in the entertainment industry, he has the temperament of a financial street elite.
"Qinglu, you are back." She lifted her face toward herself, her lips curled up, her eyes were like autumn water, and a warm smile appeared, "It just so happens that I'm here to meet the screenwriter Liu."
Lin Qinglu turned to his senses, only to find that there was still a woman on the sofa.
The woman was in her thirties visually, with some fine lines at the end of her eyes, and she was wearing work clothes, but her face was very elegant and quiet. She looked like a university professor wearing a construction worker's clothes. The rough edges and corners of the clothes were white and washed clean. Simple and neat.
This woman is incompatible with this office, let alone a dazzling entertainment company.
But Jian Yixin personally introduced, Lin Qinglu immediately nodded and said: "Liu screenwriter."
"Hello, my name is Liu Han." The woman said politely.
Luo Chun was observing from the side. Although Liu Han did not add up to two hundred yuan, she could still be so indifferent when she saw Lin Qinglu, a big star suddenly appear. There was definitely something extraordinary, or she was relying on it.
A group of people sat down again, and Lin Qinglu naturally sat beside Jian Yixin, causing Liu Lele to always peek at her.
Jian Yixin didn't notice anything.
She subconsciously did not reject Lin Qinglu's closeness. Although some of her cognition had changed, the fact that she was sitting side by side was normal, and she had no sense of "this is not right" at all.
In the office, her focus and attention always fall on work.
She picked up the script on the table and handed it to Lin Qinglu:
"Look at the script written by screenwriter Liu first."
Lin Qinglu took it and flipped through it without saying a word.
The script was shown to Lin Qinglu, which was intentional for Lin Qinglu to take the scene. Luo Chun looked at Liu Han again and said with a smile:
"Screenwriter Liu looked at Yan Sheng, have you produced any works before?"
"No, this is my first script." Liu Han's voice was tight, his eyes fixed on Lin Qinglu who was reading the script, stubbornly determined, "Ms. Lin is the most suitable actor in my heart to act as a heroine, I just came here. A script voted by Yuehui Entertainment."
"No TV scripts?"
"Yes."
Luo Chun frowned subconsciously. A newcomer who doesn't have any work, looking for Qinglu to star in her work? This is too whimsical.
Luo Chun did not speak, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Jian Yixin spoke at the right time: "Sister Luo, don't worry, wait for Qinglu to read the script."
"Ok."
Luo Chun responded obediently on the surface, feeling sad, she was afraid that there was a King Kong gourd baby painted in the script that Song always handed over, and Lin Yinghou would not miss it.
Liu Han said: "I know it's a bit presumptuous, but the screenwriter speaks in terms of works. If you are not satisfied with my work, it will not be too late to drive me away."
This sentence is very straightforward, even a bit offensive. Luo Chun pushed his glasses, smiled, and just prepared to reply a few words painlessly, he listened to the middle-aged woman who was still stunned before:
"Besides, your CEOs are all willing to see me. You have to have a little confidence in your boss."
Luo Chun: "..." What happened to this person, he looked like a stunned person a second, but now he knows how to use his strength to fight.
Jian Yixin didn't interrupt, smiling.
In fact, she has been observing Liu Han through the dialogue between the two.
Luo Chun said: "This is what Liu screenwriter says--"
"This script..." Lin Qinglu suddenly said, looking at Liu Han, "You wrote it?"
"Isn't it?" Liu Han said.
"Not good?" Luo Chun said.
Lin Qinglu shook his head, but he didn't know who was back.
She closed the script, and the script rustled in her hands, her expression was serious and focused, and her voice was low and powerful:
"I'll take this script."
There was a smile in Liu Han's eyes: "Really? Great. Apart from you in this world, I can't think of anyone who can act her."
At this time I knew I was blowing a rainbow fart. Luo Chun was angry and funny, but Lin Qinglu agreed that she would not refute her artist on the face of it anyway.
This matter has to be discussed in detail. She was about to say a few polite remarks to send Liu Han away, when she saw Liu Han got up and said that she would continue to deliver the courier later, in a hurry, and talk next time.
"..."
"I think she is weird?" Jian Yixin chuckled lightly.
"Very maverick." Luo Chun said euphemistically, her expression hard to say, she looked at Lin Qinglu, "What's so special about this script?"
Lin Qinglu handed the script to Luo Chun.
Luo Chun opened it curiously, looked at it roughly, and said nothing for a long time.
She understood why Lin Qinglu asked Liu Han if she wrote the script after reading the first sentence.
Liu Han is so gentle, called liberal arts growth phase for short, and turned out to be a science fiction interstellar flow script.
The things she described in the interstellar age are very brainy and make people hard to find mistakes. Whether it was an interstellar war in the universe or a plant on the side of the road, she could write as if it were true, as if this world did exist somewhere in the universe.
The plot revolves around a female admiral in the interstellar era. When describing the specific plot dialogue, Liu Han seems to have returned to the identity of a liberal arts student. The brushwork is exquisite and the lines that test the level of the screenwriter are excellent. The dialogue is vivid and powerful. The charm of the female admiral is written to the extreme.
The structure of the script is very mature, and it is hard to imagine that it was made by a newcomer.
"This is too..." Luo Chunshu sighed, "I understand, what is meant by being invisible."
"What kind of courier did she send? Buy a computer, write this article online, and become a platinum in minutes."
"I am not here." Jian Yixin smiled.
A few days before Lin Qinglu's death, an abnormal fluctuation was detected in 09. According to her, this is a unique feature of "outsiders".
They are the same as Jian Yixin. They are people who do not belong to this world. They came to this book world for various wonderful reasons, without even knowing that they were in a book.
Jian Yixin followed the fluctuations and found that it was Liu Han, a supporting actor who appeared in the novel.
In the book, Liu Han is a grotesque genius. She took the script and wanted to find Lin Qinglu to act in a movie, but at that time Lin Qinglu had been taken care of by the protagonist group and was unable to perform this kind of big production.
She was rescued by Ye Zixuan by mistake. In order to repay Ye Zixuan, she tailor-made and wrote the script for Ye Zixuan, which made Ye Zixuan a heavyweight trophy, and she won the best screenplay award for her first work.
Liu Han became famous in one fell swoop, and the actor came to her with money and begged her to write the script. Ye Zixuan also wanted to continue to cooperate with her, but she was unwilling, and only said that she would wait for another amazing "Lin Qinglu".
Subsequently, this used tool man was thrown aside by the author of the original book and did not mention it again.
Come to think of it, Liu Han did not wait for the second "Lin Qinglu" for the rest of his life.
Through the observation just now, Jian Yixin probably confirmed his guess.
She is in this world, looking for a "female admiral" actor.
When Luo Chun returned to the company, there were other artists who wanted to see him, so he didn't sit back to his office for a while. Liu Lele still couldn't adapt to the painful fact that he became an electric light bulb, so he slipped away.
There were only two people left in the room, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were bright white.
Lin Qinglu looked at Jian Yixin and said in an unclear tone: "I just finished, so will I find a job?"
"If you have good resources, you can't let it go." Jian Yixin said gently. "You have to contact the right director and all parties have to run the script together. It's not that fast."
"If you rest for a few days, the script can look first."
Lin Qinglu didn't speak.
Song Pianzhen didn't notice her carefully matched clothes and makeup. She even arranged work for herself immediately.
Song Pianzhen, an unscrupulous boss who squeezes employees.
At this time, Lin Yinghou had completely forgotten that before Jian Yixin appeared, she was an acting madman with a vacation of less than 10 days a year.
Lin Yinghou's cat ears are folded.
Wronged, but don't say.
Lin Qinglu remained silent. Jian Yixin recalled what he had said and asked:
"Is there any problem? Is the schedule too tight, or the theme of the script you don't like?"
Lin Qinglu answered the wrong question: "I like it."
If you don't like it very much, leave early.
Lin Yinghou glanced at Mr. Song and sighed deeply, why is this woman so confused.
Then she thought, it's good to be puzzled, otherwise the moths in the circle will all pounce on the little butterfly.
She felt comfortable again.
"Defeng" is about to participate in the Weir Film Festival, right? When the film festival closes, there is almost no communication available here, only you and the script are running in..."
Lin Qinglu listened and suddenly asked, "Do you like to see my works?"
"Of course." Jian Yixin answered without hesitation.
As a movie viewer, she really likes the light that Lin Qinglu shines on the screen, no one can compare and stop.
As a friend of Lin Qinglu, she hopes that Lin Qinglu will engage in the career she loves, which is the most comfortable posture when a person is alive and the best way to realize self-worth.
Lin Qinglu has no shortage of resources, but Liu Han, an excellent resource that she "missed" once, is a regret she did not know but existed.
Jian Yixin wanted to make up for her, even if she didn't know.
Finally, as an assistant to Lin Qinglu's career and a task performer, this is what she should do.
No emotions can affect work, and can't abandon public affairs for personal reasons. This is Jian Yixin's life creed.
In Jian Yixin's soft eyes, Lin Qinglu raised her head to look at her.
She flipped through the script at hand, casual and confident.
The brows were hung with wanton wind, the red-brown pupils were particularly clear in the light, and the red lips were slightly raised under the straight bridge of the nose:
"I will do it well."
A promise is more important than a daughter, and Lin Qinglu has just finished the new script.
Luo Chun didn't know her original plan. She was even prepared for the artist to go on strike for three months and go on a daily basis at Yuehui Entertainment. After learning the reason, Luo Chun didn't know what to say.
"Don't read the script for now-I ask you, you like President Song so much, have you confessed to others?"
It's not a way to keep this shaved load hot. Lin Qinglu is getting deeper and deeper, and Song Pianzhen may still know nothing about it.
It's better to just confess, die early and super live.
Lin Qinglu's ears flashed red: "Confession..."
"..." It's just a confession, why are you shy!
Luo Chun was desperate, she scolded herself in her heart:
Luo Chun, Luo Chun, do you expect a Tsundere Primary School chicken to confess?
Lin Yinghou said with restraint: "Although I think it is enough if two people are connected, it is not impossible to confess."
Luo Chun's eyes lit up, and then Lin Qinglu took out his mobile phone and opened a certain green reading website:
"I have studied it, and finally I want to learn from the actress in this novel. When the award ceremony wins the actress..."
Lin Yinghou remained reserved to the end and did not go on. The meaning was self-evident.
Luo Chun: "...You studied it quite seriously? Wait, why did you read Baihe Wen research! Are you reading scripts or web articles these days?"
Broker Luo looked at the clichéd plot of "Give the Queen's Love Rival the Golden Finger GL" and fell into deeper despair.
Fortunately, President Song did not intend to leave his job and follow Lin Yinghou to the film festival.
Luo Chun was relieved, and accompanied Lin Damao, who was not too happy, to the film festival, and took home the third best actress award after Lin Ying, and the film festival ended perfectly.
From the domestic side, Jian Yixin paid full attention to Liu Han’s script "Tea Lai", and specially found the best director in China to cooperate. In the future, the special effects of the film will be the top priority. The funds allocated are sufficient to make the top post The studio can wake up in dreams.
"What you want, what you use in this movie, I will satisfy you unconditionally."
In the two-person office, Jian Yixin said to Liu Han indifferently: "Correspondingly, you have to agree to my terms."
"what?"
"I need you to make a series of movies for Lin Qinglu, no less than three, and it will be completed in the next ten to fifteen years."
Liu Han sat up straight: "I'm just a newcomer, Miss Lin, there is no shortage of filming."
This is different.
Liu Han is different from people in this world. The entertainment industry is most afraid of mediocrity, but what he likes most is different things.
The script she wrote casually to Ye Zixuan shocked the entertainment industry. You know, in this world, screenwriters generally have no status.
When Lin Qinglu reached this position, it should be a smooth journey from now on. But in case, something should happen, Liu Han's series of works are her trump card.
The series of movies are also easier to create the recognition and recognition of actors. People will easily associate roles and actors, which is very good for personal image.
Liu Han's recognition of Lin Qinglu's uniqueness is the emotional guarantee of this contract.
Jian Yixin considered it very clearly, she pushed a contract over:
"After signing this contract, Yuehui will support the creation of a series of movies with Lin Qinglu as the protagonist on the condition of no less than "Tian Lai".
"The remuneration is Yuehui's 3% shares."
Directly take the shares of Yuehui Entertainment as a reward, just make three movies, without mentioning other constraints. If any screenwriter or director sits opposite, he probably agreed in one fell swoop, but he was afraid that Jian Yixin would go back.
But Liu Han took a closer look at Jian Yixin: "You...why?"
Jian Yixin smiled, gentle but alienated: "Sorry, this is my personal matter."
Turning to it, "There is no second person who can play your'female admiral'. This contract will benefit you all without harm."
Liu Han constricted his eyebrows for five minutes, and signed the name very simply.
"Mr. Song, who is the most powerful in Yuehui, would actually be in a loss-making business." Finally, Liu Han picked up the contract and teased him, but the inquiry still remained.
Jian Yixin shook his head and said warmly: "I have no loss."
She didn't mean to say any more, Liu Han had to leave with doubts.
After Liu Han left, Jian Yixin sat for a while, 09 Ben was hesitant to remind the host of the progress of the task, so he listened to the host calling her:
"09."
09 I was excited, holding the prepared notebook and preparing to report on the progress, I heard the host ask a completely irrelevant question:
"You said I experienced other small worlds before I lost my memory?"
09 I don’t know why, but he cleverly said: "Yes."
"My memory of those worlds has not completely disappeared."
Jian Yixin stood up, walked to the side of the desk, leaned on her outriggers, and looked out the French window.
"The memory commonly mentioned by the public is, from the perspective of cognitive science, declarative memory, and does not include non-declarative memory performed at the subconscious level."
09: "...Huh?"
"Science says that memory is stored in the brain or in neurons, but it can quickly pass through the substitute body and even your 09 and my existence are not in the scope of science." Jian Yixin said, "Since science fails in this dimension, then Is there still non-statement memory in my soul?"
09...09 hasn't come out anymore.
The answer to this question is not in its database!
"I can handle affairs and interpersonal relationships efficiently, as if I was born with the ability."
"Forget the specific content, but retain the cognition and emotion in the soul." Jian Yixin said smoothly and clearly, and paused.
The light spilled into the window.
Jian Yixin spread out her hand and focused on the sparkling light in her palm.
She laughed, and her voice was lighter:
"Look, I can say this, doesn't it mean that there are still memories in my soul?"
09 Silence, stumbling: "But... it may be."
It is a little frustrating. It cannot answer the host's question.
"Thank you, 09."
"Eh?"
"You listened to me and finished this paragraph." In the sea of ​​consciousness, Jian Yixin's voice was so soft as to say, "Only you can listen to me."
She has always had a faint cognition of this, but it was not confirmed with 09 until today.
When I am sure I still retain part of my previous self, even if I am as indifferent as Jian Yixin, I hope someone can listen to me.
"No, no thanks..."
09 didn't know what it said. It felt that its main body was soaked in warm water, comfortable and numb, and just wanted to cover its face and roll on the bed.
The host is really gentle.
Jian Yixin stared at the empty window. The sky was light blue. The tall buildings next door were all glowing dark blue with glass. At a glance, the city's steel forest and jungle interlaced.
At this point after she analyzed her own memory, the scene was inexplicably familiar, as if she had looked at it countless times.
When she was going to explore, the little trace in her mind disappeared without a trace.
Jian Yixin breathed a sigh of relief, letting go.
Just make progress, don't rush for a while.
She will find herself sooner or later.
Find your complete self.
The silent office buzzed, she picked up the vibrating mobile phone, it was Lin Qinglu.
Lin Qinglu seemed to be photographing a set of pictures for the magazine, and instead sent a picture for him with the words:
"Liu Lele patted me with short legs."
The woman in the photo has a long waist and long legs. As always, Jian Yixin looked at it for a long time, but did not find the shortcomings of the photo, so she truthfully replied:
"Lele's photography skills are very good, very beautiful."
It took a while for the other side to send a cat head emoticon with a cat shaking ears.
Jian Yixin touched the moving cat ears with her fingertips, and a slight smile appeared in her eyes.
From late autumn to the beginning of winter, it was only a blink of an eye. Several autumn rains came down and cold currents struck.
When people walk on the road, they breathe white air from their lips, which is fluffy and warm.
As the end of the year is approaching, all sorts of finishing touches are to be done on the work, and I am busy.
When Luo Chun came to Song's office, Zeng Liang was doing a report inside. She listened to the work related to "Starry Sky Above Head".
This variety show has become a phenomenon, and it is even more popular than expected. It was also named and praised by Guo Jiatai, winning both fame and fortune.
Even because the guests in it are international enough, the copyright has been bought by foreign film and television platforms and it is planned to be put on the shelves.
This was a surprise to the participating artists, who successfully made waves overseas. Although there are few shots, the program is forced to be high, which can improve personal image.
All things related to this variety show are the top priority. Luo Chun consciously waited on the sidelines, and saw Mr. Song looking up to see himself, and asked Zeng Liang, who had done half of his report, to go back first.
"what's up?"
Luo Chun stepped forward: "It is Qinglu's work arrangement. We are planning to hold Qinglu's first birthday party."
"Birthday party?"
"Yes, it's probably more than a month, mid-January."
Luo Chun handed over the plan to Jian Yixin: "We looked at three or four places for the venue, and finally decided to be at the Performing Arts Center on the East Fourth Ring. The venue is relatively large, and the number of votes is planned to be issued 10,000, through post, Weibo, brand activities, etc There will be a review mechanism for distribution."
"In terms of links, including review of participating movie clips, air dialogue, fan interaction, game links, etc., a total of 3 hours, many brands want to sponsor, we picked five."
"After the birthday party is over, I will go to the private theater to book the venue. At this time, it will become Qinglu and a few friends in the circle to watch the movie together, and the private party will be broadcast live on the Polar Bear platform.
Jian Yixin looked at the plan carefully. This is a mature birthday party planning, involving artists, brands, platforms and fans, and everything.
For the link, Jian Yixin had nothing to pick, and finally she said:
"There can be fewer commercial considerations and more opinions from Qinglu."
Luo Chun's heart twitched, this was too used to it.
In the past six months, the boss in charge has checked everything about his own artist and personnel. Now Yuehui, who doesn't know that Lin Qinglu is the big baby held by the CEO, is too spoiled.
Even Zeng Liang was politely shouting to her sister in front of him, if she hadn't been alert all the time, she would have been floating.
Other bosses can't wait for the artists below to make more money, so Mr. Song almost wrote "Qinglu is happy" into Luo Chun's working principles.
But what Lin Yinghou cares about is not the brand
"I looked at what Qinglu meant. She should want to invite President Song to your birthday party." Luo Chun said euphemistically, sneaking a glance at his boss's face.
The pen in Jian Yixin's hand stopped slightly.
Is this going to be rejected?
Luo Chun guessed that Mr. Song acted low-key and didn't like to attend public occasions. She was about to speak well, so she listened to her boss:
"Yes, I will spare the schedule."
"Okay." Luo Chun immediately responded, for fear that Song would go back.
When she came back to Lin Qinglu, she looked at Lin Ying, who was closing her eyes and rested. She felt very accustomed to her. Song, who doesn’t usually take interviews very much, agreed to the live broadcast this time. .
She cleared her throat: "I just went to Yuehui."
Lin Qinglu opened his eyes immediately: "Huh?"
"Tell me about your birthday party. I also said that Qinglu is looking forward to Mr. Song you attending the private party"
"I don't have eyes to look forward to." Lin Yinghou hugged the pillow and corrected it with restraint.
"Oh." Luo Chun glanced at her and deliberately said, "That's great, it seems that Song always has no time to come and you won't be too sad."
Oops, my mouth is pursed, the cat’s ears are drooping, and I’m upset, take my phone--
"What are you doing with your phone?"
"Notify the plan to change the time." Lin Qinglu opened the plan's dialog box, "I will regenerate another day-did you ask Pianqi any day to be free?"
"..."