The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 50 Supervision
"Not interested." Yang Zhu, who was lying on the table, raised his head from his arms and yawned.

Prince Lin and Guo Dan sat in front of him, looking at the lord with few bones in his body, speechless;
"The column "Stars Know My Voice" was proposed by you for Suhuazhai and Dahua Investment to jointly inject capital, but now you tell me that you plan to let go of it?" Guo Dan poked Yang with a pen Cast shoulders.

"It's my idea, but it doesn't mean I have to be the supervisor of this project." Mr. Yang looked at the extra ballpoint pen hole in his clothes with some distress. This prodigal woman, from 99 Ocean clothes!

Well, yes, after a week of negotiations and signing a series of guarantee contracts, the column "Stars Know My Voice" finally agreed to the capital injection of [Suhuazhai] and [Dahua Investment], and they didn't want their children Kidnapped by many capitals.

As the capital injection party, it is necessary to send a supervisor to the program group to prevent the occurrence of situations such as harming the public and benefiting private interests, and foreign capital engaging in petty tricks.

As Yang Zhu who initiated this cooperation, he naturally became the first choice.

but……

Ever since Liu Feifei and Little White Rabbit were sent to work as embroidery workers, Mr. Yang, who finally ushered in a rare time of salty fish, was willing to do such a thankless job, so he refused without thinking.

"You can consider asking Yang Yue from the project management team 1 to be the supervisor. I think he will be very interested."

"No, he has good project experience in several music studios, but the biggest highlight of this show is [Sound and Scene Blending]. He doesn't have much experience in screen presentation!" Guo Dan immediately retorted.

Daguan Yang gave her a blank look, and thought to himself, it must be because he never buys you.

"Then transfer one or two people from the headquarters? There are so many entertainment projects invested in the headquarters, there must be one or two that meet the requirements, right?"

"No, it's obviously a project of the Imperial Capital branch, and the production location of the column is also in the Imperial Capital, but it turns out that people have to be transferred from the Devil's Capital; I can't afford to be ashamed of this." Prince Lin objected with a blushing face.

"And if this program is successful, its comprehensive income will far exceed other investment projects of the Imperial Capital Branch. I don't believe it. Then the old man will be ashamed to show me face!"

Looking at the agitated prince, um... It seems that this family conflict tends to escalate?

Poor child, finally can't stand the parent's verbal whipping and his own project failure rate as high as 50%, do you want to stand up and resist?

Looking at Lin Tu's eager gaze towards him, Yang Zhu felt a little dizzy.

After so nearly a year, he and Lin Tu have long since ceased to be in a relationship of superiors and subordinates. It is the meaning of friends to lend a helping hand where they can.

Hey... It's a pity that I lost my beautiful "holiday".

Forget it, one sheep is also chased, and two sheep are also chased, so let's maximize the "profit".

So he scratched his head and said, "How about... Deputy Manager Guo takes action?"

Guo Dan raised his eyebrows: "Me? I came from a business investment background, if you drag me over to do entertainment projects, isn't that..."

As he spoke, his expression was wrong: "Huh? You...you mean???"

Yang Zhu rolled his eyes and said to himself, you old man finally remember?

When Guo Dan was just a small employee before, whenever Yang Zhu wanted to help her make up the performance, he would ask Guo Dan to apply for the project, and he would be a team member of the project;

Then Guo Dan successfully completed the project under the command of this "team member" Barabara;
The final credit, of course, falls on Guo Dan, while Yang Zhu retires, no one knows.

Knowing what Yang Zhu meant, Guo Dan wished he could rush forward and give Yang Zhu a firm kiss.

This is the biggest project of the Imperial City Branch in the past two years. Once it is completed beautifully, the word "deputy" on his title can basically be announced and removed, and he will become an "executive" without a trace of water.

Lin Tu heard that Guo Dan accepted on the spot, and named Yang Zhu as a member of the team. He seemed to understand something in his heart, and walked away with a smile without revealing it.

And Guo Dan, who was immersed in the illusion of infinity, scratched the incomprehensible wood from time to time, feeling a little sad in his heart,

What the hell do you mean, my old lady gave it to you, but you didn't eat it; you wanted to deliberately keep a distance from you, but you helped me so disregarding fame and fortune.

Guo Dan was very confused and said...

........................

Yang Zhu sat on a chair in the auditorium, watching one star after another rehearse on stage.

Guo Dan kept comparing the renderings of each performance with the actual display of the live rehearsal with a PAD, and kept writing back and forth in a small notebook.

"I said, Miss Guo, don't forget it; judging from the previous rehearsals, the expenses for this period are not worth it." Yang Zhu handed over an ice cream.

Guo Dan looked at the incubator at Yang Zhu's feet speechlessly, which was full of various ice creams;
I thought to myself, my old lady is exhausted, you are here for vacation!
He tore open the wrapping paper viciously, and licked it: "How do you know?"

Yang Zhu casually pointed to Guo Tao, who was constantly walking with several dancers on the stage: "Except for the appearance fee of the stars, the biggest expense of this program is actually the lighting and supporting personnel."

"Let's not talk about the previous few shows, just take the actors who dance with Guo Tao now, their expressiveness is already at the first-class level in their domestic counterparts; The price is not cheap either.”

Guo Dan looked at the group of hip-hop dancers, and didn't see any "first-class" method, but he thought that there was a "half" director sitting next to him, so he believed his words.

"If you look at the vocal team next to it, their live performance is also top-notch. Don't underestimate the word [live]. An orchestra really wants to do so many songs live, and the performance can be both pleasant to the ear and not overpowering. To be in the limelight as a singer requires skill."

Well, it involves performance strength and the coordination between various instruments, which are different from a recording studio with various noise reduction equipment and sound correction equipment.

"Also, you've heard these stars sing pretty well, right?"

Guo Dan nodded. From what she could hear, although there was interference from the live noise, the singing of these stars could almost catch up with those professional singers. Could it be that these are "singers who were delayed by their acting skills"?
Yang Zhu saw her doubts and smiled: "In fact, if you distinguish carefully, you will find that they are singing very stiffly now, and the various breath changes and tonal connections are still relatively jerky; if you guessed right, there is a special The vocal teacher is giving them 1-on-1 tutoring, in order to sing the selected songs well within a few days;”

"That's another not-so-cheap expense."

"Finally, as long as you have a little understanding of the songs sung by various actors, you will find that their songs have been re-arranged, with obvious changes in rhythm and singing; this requires a relatively good creative team , and later adapt the music according to the pronunciation characteristics of these stars, which is a technical job and a lot of expenses."

Guo Dan was confused, but he finally understood where the 160 million yuan/show money was spent. After a long time of fuss, it was not spent on hardware such as lighting, props, and scene layout, but on the "team". ah.

But judging from the rehearsal scene, it feels more interesting than other current variety shows.

"It seems that Mr. Yang is really familiar with program production." A voice came from the side.

The two turned their heads to look, but Mr. Zheng was looking at them with a smile.

After the two parties shook hands and greeted each other, Yang Zhu took out a popsicle and handed it over without hesitation: "Here, the weather is so hot, Mr. Zheng wants one?"

Seeing Mr. Zheng's bewildered expression, Yang Zhu added: "Blue mood, mung bean sorbet; soft taste, quenching heat and thirst, you... are worth having!"

Hearing Yang Zhu's funny words, Mr. Zheng laughed, and casually tore off the wrapping paper, took a bite,
After a burst of coldness, Mr. Zheng stretched out his thumb: "It really cools off the heat!"

After taking two bites, Mr. Zheng said: "Mr. Yang is so familiar with program production, I would venture to ask, what do you think our program needs to improve?"

Yang Zhu waved his hands again and again: "Boss Zheng laughed at me. I'm just an ordinary wage earner. What I said just now is also nonsense. How can I give suggestions for improvement to the program team?"

Mr. Zheng smiled: "Mr. Yang is self-effacing. I can see Chairman Sima's regard for you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so active in promoting cooperation with this column."

"As for ordinary wage earners..."

"Mr. Yang is too modest;"

"The director of [Six Thousand Future Lives], who is in the limelight, says that he is an ordinary wage earner. Then I, a real wage earner, will feel ashamed."

Yang Zhu was startled, and turned blank: "What six thousand afterlife?"

But the thoughts in his heart turned straight: how did he know his bandit number?
Had someone told him?

who is it?

Sima Suhua?

Lin Tu?

In order to prevent all kinds of troubles, Yang Zhu has been keeping his mouth shut, so that those who know the inside story are not allowed to spread the news that he is the "six thousand afterlife".

But the fat old man in front of him called out his bandit number all at once, and he couldn't help but suspect...

"Hehe, Mr. Yang, don't be nervous, I'm just guessing." Mr. Zheng still had a friendly smile.

"Well, I have also watched the movie "A Bowl of Egg Fried Rice". The plot made me feel so uncomfortable..."

"Then, unfortunately, I recognized that the male second in it turned out to be the prince of [Dahua Investment]."

"Later, out of curiosity, I searched all the works of this director, and found that Prince Lin had appeared in many of his works, and even created an amazing commercial for [Su Hua Zhai] .”

"I think of Chairman Sima's emphasis on Mr. Yang, and the follow-up cooperation with [Dahua Investment]..."

"Hehe, maybe I'm just guessing and I'm not sure."

"Mr. Yang, guess your identity randomly, forgive me! Forgive me!"

Yang Zhu thought to himself, these old foxes are indeed better than each other.

Looking at Yang Zhu, who had a somewhat unsightly face, Mr. Zheng straightened his face: "Mr. Yang, since Dahua Investment has also injected capital, everyone can be regarded as a family."

"It is our common wish to make the program the best it can be."

"Therefore, I sincerely hope that Mr. Yang and Ms. Guo can put forward their own opinions. Even if it can improve the program's effect even a little bit, the two will be of great merit."

Yang Zhu looked at Mr. Zheng's chubby face with a serious expression, and after thinking about it, he sighed slightly:

"All right,"

"Actually... there are a few places in the show that I think can be improved a little bit."

"It depends on whether President Zheng has the courage."

Mr. Zheng's face became serious: "Mr. Yang, please tell me..."

(End of this chapter)