ALL NOVEL Chapter 20
Bang!
"This is too much!!"
Xie Xiaodong slammed the computer desktop!
Old Liu next to him was so scared that he trembled.
"Dong Ge, what are you doing?……"He said unhappily.
Then he glanced at his colleagues who were attracted by the video and waved his hands apologetically.
Xie Xiaodong supported the computer desktop with both hands, breathing rapidly, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.
"Such an obvious shady deal, can't you see it?"He pointed to the screen of the"Qingren Voice" program on the computer monitor.
Anyone who is not deaf can hear the difference between those two songs and"The First Dream". Even if the judges use Zhang Xiaohan's singing skills to make a fuss, he will not be so angry.
"I can see it."Old Liu spread his hands.
As an insider, he can also distinguish between good and bad.
And the difference is so big that even an amateur can hear it.
"So you're not angry at all?"Xie Xiaodong took a deep breath and calmed down.
"Why should I be angry? It's not me who has been involved in the conspiracy."Old Liu chuckled, paused and continued,"Isn't this kind of thing very normal in the industry? It's obvious that Yang Wei has more backers than Zhang Xiaohan. If he doesn't win, who will?" He spoke lightly, as if he was talking about something very normal.
This kind of thing happens all the time in the industry.
The competition was originally used to gild the singers, and it is normal for the champion to be pre-determined in the industry.
"That's what I said……"Xie Xiaodong's mood gradually calmed down after hearing this.
Lao Liu was right. Large-scale competitions may have some fairness because of their popularity. At least they won't be so obvious.
The smaller the competition, the more it depends on the background. Whoever has the strongest relationship will win.
People in the circle have long been accustomed to it.
"But I just feel unhappy!" Xie Xiaodong snorted coldly.
"It's not your song……"Old Liu pulled the corner of his mouth and whispered
"This song"The First Dream" won me over on Yuegou.com, but now it's won by a rubbish song. Doesn't that mean that I, Xie Xiaodong, can't beat this rubbish song?"
If it wasn't for losing to"The First Dream" on Yuegou.com, Xie Xiaodong wouldn't have paid attention to this rubbish show!
After watching it, I feel worse than eating a fly!
"That's not what I said.……"Old Liu smiled bitterly and shook his head, not knowing what to say. He had never seen Xie Xiaodong so angry.
"I have been in this business for so many years. Even when Su He first started, I didn't take him seriously. After all, it's not easy for Su He to beat me. If today's incident gets out, where will I, Xie Xiaodong, put my face?"
Xie Xiaodong became more and more angry, spitting non-stop.
Lao Liu avoided his saliva and didn't dare to interrupt his complaints.
"What do you want to do, Brother Dong?"After Xie Xiaodong finished speaking, Lao Liu wiped his wet face. Area damage is not really easy to avoid.
However, Brother Dong hasn't rinsed his mouth for a long time, and his saliva stinks!
"Retweet and expose this rubbish show!"
"It's unnecessary, just for a singer you don't even know?" Old Liu quickly stopped him.
"Not really." Xie Xiaodong shook his head,"It just wants everyone to know that this rubbish show is not worthy of this song"The First Dream".》！"
At this moment,
Lao Liu looked at Xie Xiaodong and felt that he seemed to be glowing.
That was a spirit of pure pursuit of art.
That was a sacred light!
"Brother Dong, you really didn't take the river tracing seriously before?" Old Liu was aroused by Xie Xiaodong's words.
"Of course, when Suhe was still a newcomer, I often competed with him for the top spot." Xie Xiaodong smiled calmly
"So who won?"After hearing this, Old Liu immediately showed respect to Xie Xiaodong.
Su He is a genius producer in the Chinese music scene. In just two and a half years, he has become a gold medal producer.
"It's fifty-fifty, I often beat him." Xie Xiaodong heard this, a flash of reminiscence flashed across his face,"I remember that was his first song, I beat him hard with overwhelming data, but in the later songs, he had Warner's support, and his resources were much better than mine, so the gap widened."
"Brother Dong is awesome!"
Old Liu immediately gave a thumbs up!
He is indeed Brother Dong!
It turns out that Brother Dong has such a glorious history!!
At this time, two veteran employees of the company who passed by couldn't help but smiled and shook their heads when they heard this.
"Xie Xiaodong is bragging about his victory in the river tracing competition again.……"
"Haha, he did win, even though he only won the first song when Suhe debuted, but he still won."
"You can brag about winning once for the rest of your life, but you will be ruthlessly crushed every time afterwards.……"
The two spoke in low voices, but they still reached the ears of Xie Xiaodong and Lao Liu.
Xie Xiaodong's aura was gone.
Lao Liu's admiration froze on his face.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.……
……
Backstage of the show.
Zhang Xiaohan lowered her head and put her things into her bag.
Her confidence was gone, and tears rolled down her eyes.
After putting her things away, Zhang Xiaohan wiped her tears with her sleeves and walked out of the lounge with her bag on her back.
As soon as she walked out of the lounge, she saw Yang Wei standing in the corridor. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. Seeing Zhang Xiaohan come out with red eyes, Yang Wei had a faint smile on his face.
"How about it? I said the championship is not yours, right?"
He chuckled.
Zhang Xiaohan glared at him and said nothing.
He turned and walked towards the elevator.
"This is how the world is, the strong prey on the weak, if you want to make progress you have to find a bigger backer."Yang Wei said lightly.
Zhang Xiaohan still ignored him.
She lowered her head and walked to the elevator door.
She pressed the elevator button.
Soon, the elevator arrived at her floor.
Zhang Xiaohan raised her foot and entered the elevator.
"If you want to continue working here, leave Xingmeng Studio. Lin Qingmeng can't even protect herself, so she can't support you at all."
Yang Wei's voice came from the elevator.
Zhang Xiaohan raised his head slightly and looked at the elevator door that was gradually closing.
"All of us came to Xingmeng at the most difficult time. Without Sister Qingmeng, we would have left this industry long ago."
The elevator door closed.
Yang Wei was stunned at first, then shook his head and chuckled disdainfully.
Indeed, those who can come to a small studio like Xingmeng are all people who are about to fail in this industry. Lin Qingmeng pays them wages every month and finds various resources for them. Although these resources are very small, they are enough for everyone to continue to make a living in this industry.
But because of this, do I have to gamble my future?
If Lin Qingmeng doesn't have the ability to make the artists in her hands famous, will I have to stay in this small studio for the rest of my life?
Yang Wei believes that when a better opportunity comes, everyone will make the same choice as him.
"It seems that the little girl's blow was not enough. However, since Lin Qingmeng has already sold the car this time, Xingmeng Studio will probably be disbanded soon.……"
Yang Wei shook his head, then opened the championship trophy in his bag and took a look.
He then patted his backpack and walked towards his lounge.
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