After being connected, Zhang Chen asked doubtfully: "Xiaowei, the bad thing you mentioned was the vote you were talking about?"
Zhao Wuwei said: "Yes! This is it! This topic was initiated by Huang Canlin, the top music critic in the country, and it is not a serious vote in the first place."
"But after the results came out today, and seeing that you had more votes than everyone else, some people in the music industry stopped working."
Zhao Wuwei started talking immediately.
At this time.
The discussion among the waiters nearby also suddenly became louder.
"What nonsense is this Huang Canlin talking about?"
"And who is this bullshit Master Liu? He actually said that Brother Chen doesn't even have hair?"
"This Master Qu is even more outrageous! He scolded Brother Chen for being crazy for wanting to be famous!"
"Hmph! These people are crazy about being famous and want to take advantage of Brother Chen's popularity!"
"These guys are so abominable! They are obviously trying to catch Brother Chen's popularity and even say bad things about him!"
There was no need for Zhao Wuwei to explain now, Zhang Chen understood immediately.
"Xiaowei, how is the relationship between the Huang Canlin you mentioned and Fan Wushuang?"
He had a vague feeling that this incident was definitely premeditated.
And the only one who has such strength in the music industry is Fan Wushuang, whom he just offended.
"Fan Wushuang?"
Zhao Wuwei was stunned for a moment and said: "I don't know what they are like, but I heard that Huang Canlin was once Fan Wushuang's royal music critic."
This time, Zhang Chen was completely sure.
This is Fan Wushuang’s way of retaliating against him!
have to say!
This time Fan Wushuang’s methods were very high.
Even if she is exposed in the end, it will not have any impact on her.
because!
This move she used is called killing!
She first promoted herself to a very high position, and then lit a fire without her taking any action herself.
“Just collude with several so-called songwriters and songwriters and pour a basin of dirty water on yourself.
Then!
Those "musicians" who want to be famous and crazy will naturally swarm them and try their best to slander themselves.
That time.
Yanjing.
Liao Keke is sitting with Mrs. Luo.
"Zhang Chen is in trouble again!"
Liao Keke said a little unhappy.
Mrs. Luo chuckled and said meaningfully: "Zhang Chen has become so popular during this period that you can see his name on Weibo hot searches almost every day."
"But unfortunately, he is too young and has almost no qualifications in the music industry. You say he??Causes jealousy, who invites jealousy? "
On the side, Luo Yun took over the conversation and said: "If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them. In fact, this is also a good thing for Zhang Chen."
"A good thing?"
Liao Keke asked doubtfully: "Godfather, how do you say this?"
Luo Yun picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said: "As long as he can pass this level, no one in the music circle will dare to cause trouble for him again!"
"What if you can't get through?"
Liao Keke asked nervously.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Luo Yun took a sip of tea and said nothing, just showing a deep look
……
Fan Wushuang's studio.
She scrolled through the updated content on Weibo, nodding with satisfaction from time to time.
She said proudly: "You did a great job this time."
The agent smiled modestly and said, "It's all your good ideas."
"hehe."
Fan Wushuang smiled and said no more.
aside.
Her assistant asked doubtfully: "Sister Fan, aren't you still waiting for Zhang Chen to write a song for you? Will this make Zhang Chen unable to recover?"
"Then it depends on whether Zhang Chen is gold or not."
The smile on Fan Wushuang's face was very contemptuous, as if everything was under her control.
The manager explained to the assistant: "Sister Fan has been prepared for a long time. As long as Zhang Chen is willing to surrender and agree to write songs for Sister Fan, today's incident will not only not bring him down, but will also help him to soar into the sky!" "
"Then what if he doesn't agree to write a song for Sister Fan?"
The assistant asked again.
The agent showed the same contemptuous smile as Fan Wushuang and said: "Then he is looking for death!"
……
Your city.
After going through the whole story in his head, Zhang Chen asked, "What did they say specifically?"
“Out of sight, out of mind,” he didn’t have the time to look for those comments one by one.
Zhao Wuwei concluded: "I will not say those curse words. What is really related to professionalism is nothing more than the following aspects."
"They said your songs are too vulgar, that they don't keep up with the trend, and are not international or advanced at all."
"If your songs really become the leader of domestic musicians, then our music will not be able to go abroad or go to the world."
Zhang Chen’s eyes narrowed. This time, these people found a reason that sounded awesome!
Not international?
Not advanced?
Can’t rush out of the country?
Can’t go out into the world?
What I do on horseback is music, not football!
Why should I break out of the world?
Huh?
No!
Going to the world?
Football can’t even make it out of Asia, it’s a world of feathers!
"Who is the leader among these people?"
Zhang Chen snorted and asked again.
"Huang Canlin!"
Zhao Wuwei immediately replied: "He is the initiator of this topic. After the voting results came out, he was also the first person to question you."
"Is it?"
Zhang Chen sneered and said, "Okay, you don't have to worry about this matter."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and started fumbling with his cell phone.
In the live broadcast room.
Everyone wanted to crane their necks to see what Zhang Chen was doing.
Then!
Ding!
? Nearly all of them received a reminder.
Zhang Chen
He just posted the latest Weibo! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com