What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book - Chapter 534

[Chapter 520]

The latest website: “Working hard, earning those three melons and two dates to survive, is the money still feeding the dogs? Only those who don’t live for life, but purely for fun, can barely say that you can feed the dogs with change.” Zhong Yi said: “It can be seen that you are otherwise If you have income, but you are not the last Mohican, why bother to imitate people’s blood and tears?”

The performer smiled flatly: “How is it playing?”

Zhong Yi said: “Very good, it feels better than the original, and the artistic conception is a little less The feeling of sadness, but the vicissitudes of life have not diminished, and the confusion is thicker. Your Excellency is a person with a story.” ”

So you have stood by for so long, and you are really just listening to my music?”

“Yes.”

The player thought ecstatically After a while, I sighed: “It’s not easy to know someone well.”

This sentence is actually in Chinese, and it’s quite standard… No, it’s not standard. Zhong Yi, who has lived for a long time, first reacted a bit like Hu Jian.

Zhong Yi was really curious this time, and now he couldn’t help asking what he didn’t want to ask: “How do you know that I am an immortal? I can’t feel the supernatural power in you… Could it be that the supernatural power is stronger than mine?” So many?”

This is also a strange thing, Zhong Yi was judged to be S-level, which means supernatural potential, no matter how awesome Changsheng Jiushi is, he is not a supermodel, and S-level potential is indeed normal.

But in fact, most of the people with higher ratings than him are not as good as him, because he has lived a long time, developed abilities for many years, and has extraordinary mental power.

On this point alone, even Chu Jiangliu may not have any advantage in front of him.

He judged that the other party had no abilities, so it probably really had no abilities.

But a person without supernatural powers can see right away that he is an immortal?

The virtuoso smiled slightly: “There are so many capable people and strange people in the world. If you always judge things according to your own established system, you will suffer.”

Zhong Yi looked at him up and down for a while, and suddenly asked: “Why is your Chinese so standard? ?”

The player laughed even more happily: “Aren’t I a yellow race?”

“Indians are people of the yellow race, but that’s different from Chinese people, okay…” Zhong Yi said speechlessly, “Don’t tell me you also recognize Yin Di’an’s saying, since ancient times?” The player laughed loudly: ”

Maybe ”

Zhong Yi said with a blank expression, “Okay, even if it is, anyway, I don’t care, and I’m not talking about it with you.” The

player laughed to himself for a while, and

finally said: “I’m not an Indian or a Mohegan People. It’s just that I’ve traveled all over the world, on all continents, to see primitive tribes far away from the hustle and bustle of the present world, and finally saw this extinct primitive tribe, and the vicissitudes of memory of the last survivors. I thought it was very interesting, so I cosplayed it , unexpectedly disturbed Qing Ting.”

Zhong Yi frowned, what kind of performance art is this?

The man leisurely put away the instrument and the bowl, and didn’t have much intention to chat with the “confidant”, he turned and strode away: “Your Excellency is also a lonely traveler, so I have sympathy for this kind of music, but people still have to listen to it.” Living in the society, otherwise it is said to be long-lived and long-sighted, but in fact it is no different from death?”

After saying this sentence, the person disappeared in the corner of the distance.

Zhong Yi glanced over and saw that even the street he turned was empty, the man seemed to have disappeared.

Zhong Yi frowned tightly, who is this?

If a person wants to live in society… then what is this person’s status in society?

He turned around slowly, left the old square, and walked into the distant street. After a while, the modern world with a lot of traffic was already in front of him, and the skyscrapers soared into the sky.

Zhong Yi walked into a building slowly, watching the elevator numbers jumping all the way up to the thirtieth floor, when the door opened with a “ding”, and the signboard of an entertainment agency company appeared in the corridor.

Only then did Zhong Yi’s thoughts get away from the strange man just now, and came to reality.

This company is full of Chinese, and it is a North American stronghold “given” to them by Tang Jinyan, a Korean tycoon.

The company’s ostensible business now has only one business, which is to promote various related “Cross Sky” in North America, including TV series, animation comics, translation, and original soundtrack.

Among them, the translation is a bit of a mother’s overseas station, and this company is engaged in physical publishing, and I don’t know what the f*c*k is.

I don’t know if it’s Tang Jinyan’s own business operation, or it’s purely Chu Jiang’s fake public affairs.

Anyway, both of them are not here. Zhong Yi knows that the fundamental meaning of this company is the fulcrum for everyone to find Baihu. There are many special personnel in it. Currently, half of the person in charge is himself.

As for entertainment projects, based on the current situation, the promotion is extremely difficult. Basically, it can only be a bit of a splash in Chinatown, and dogs don’t watch it in other places.

Purely from the perspective of making money, it can be regarded as a loss to grandma’s house.

Among the various projects, the relatively better one seems to be music.

Good sounds are good sounds. No matter how different countries have different styles, beautiful music can still touch people’s hearts. Sound is one of the most original “Tao”.

Just like the music of the Mohicans, musical instruments and tunes that people have never seen before can become popular on the Chinese Internet. Thousands of people follow the music and their minds are brought into the vast background inside.

The music of Endless Autumn should be fine too.

“Today’s digital album sales have exceeded one million, which is much better than expected.” ”

How long has it taken to reach one million? Mr. Tang’s indicators are far worse.” ”

Depending on the month-to-month ratio, this month is indeed much better, and word-of-mouth has grown. Yes, many Yankees asked on the radio what the song was. At first, some people said it was a Japanese song, and they were scolded.” ”

YouTube has contributed a lot, and the number of plays is very high, so it spread.” ”

The CD over there How?”

“CDs don’t sell well, but vinyl sells a little.”

“Taste…”

“Where are the TV shows?”

“Only in Chinatown over there, the animations are the same. No one reads the comics at all, oh, there are a few online ones, generally not good, and the booklets can hardly be sold.” “I don’t know how to

report it to Mr. Tang… It’s a bit embarrassing.

” Our words reached Zhong Yi’s ears one by one, and Zhong Yi smiled slightly: “It’s okay, I’ll tell Mr. Tang.”

In fact, it seems that the overall momentum seems to be improving… Zhong Yi didn’t have high expectations. Machugo didn’t even do a fart, what else do you want to make money for nothing?

“Ah, Mr. Zhong, are you here? Someone came to see you just now, and saw that you were not here, and left a business card.” The

assistant trotted over and handed a business card: “I told you to find him when you are free.”

Zhong Yi took the business card Take a look – Bill Carter, general manager of XX Entertainment.

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“…” Zhong Yi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Theoretically, I am the highest authority in the company, but I don’t know anything about entertainment and promotion. Isn’t President Wang in charge of this… Well, strictly Isn’t it the security that I’m in charge of?”

The assistant was very helpless: “We also told the other party that way, and the other party insisted on seeing you, saying that he was an old friend.”

Zhong Yi was stunned, and put away his business card: “I Got it, take a look when you have time.”

Zhong Yi was sure that he didn’t have an old friend with this name.

But speaking of whether there are old friends in North America…of course there are, but I haven’t contacted for a long time, have lost contact, and are no longer familiar with them.

This so-called old friend is more likely to reflect that Chu Jiangliu’s actions have made progress, and the storm in North America is about to begin.

Zhong Yi looked at the clouds outside the window, and inadvertently remembered the one who played the Mohican just now.

I always feel that he is the one who has more common language with me. Compared with other old friends, he cares more about that person’s identity and who he is.

[End of This Chapter.]