Most of the netizens came here to watch the excitement, and most of them did not know Dean Jian.

However, there are professionals’ knowledge in the comment area, plus vivid and vivid contrasts.

People who do not study art or are not involved in this field may not know what the status of the dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music is, but if you compare it with the president of Jiangjing University, everyone will know it clearly.

Yan Lu has a 3S+ drama to be aired. In addition, there are three songs that have made a breakthrough in the domestic music industry this year.

No one would have thought that an unknown arranger would be someone like Jian Zhongyou who is out of the entertainment industry. Jian Zhongyou can be said to be a master and an artist who can perform in national performances.

 Perhaps many netizens still cannot imagine Dean Jian’s status in Chinese music.

But An Qi and his party, who had been to the Conservatory of Music for lectures, knew very well that An Qi's manager felt like he was crazy. His hands were shaking: "... He was the arranger of Yan Lu? From the first song? Why? Yan Lu has never done any hype?"

 This is not common sense.

An Qi went to Jiangjing University to attend a class and how many marketing accounts did she buy? Yan Lu was the arranger of Jian Zhongyou. Wang Xin didn’t buy the marketing accounts from the navy and marketing accounts?

 He is like most netizens.

The arranger is Jian Zhongyou, so who can compare with Jian Zhongyou in terms of lyrics and music? Anqi’s manager asked Dean Jian’s attention.

Short video apps are suitable for the elderly, so Dean Jian is often active in video apps. This is the first time he has registered on Weibo, and he only follows three people on the account.

Yan Lu, the official account of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music, An Qi looked at the last one——

 The account with the system's gray and white avatar has the word "pick up".

 The Weibo account has obviously just been registered and has not posted on Weibo, but it already has 100,000 followers.

Beside him, An Qi also stood up in disbelief: "The arranger is Dean Jian..."

Then it all makes sense.

“Yes, he also paid attention to Yan Lu,” An Qi’s agent said, a little lost. “No wonder, no wonder Wang Xin would rather Yan Lu be suppressed than post a clarification on Weibo, and even let Yan Lu lose "Perfect Day"..."

This time they made a desperate move, and their side lost completely. The millions of funds invested in the early stage were completely converted into Yan Lu's traffic.

That’s...

 Old artists who are at the forefront of Chinese music, they have reached artistic heights that they will never reach in their entire life in the entertainment industry.

Thinking of the marketing that Anqi had done before because he went to Jiangjing Music Class, the agent couldn't help but look at Manxi aside. Manxi is a first-line actress created by Time Entertainment. He was also attracted by Manxi's popularity at the beginning. An Qi and Yan Lu untied and chose Man Xi.

Now, the agent is starting to regret it.

If there were no back-spurred Yanlu at that time, Anqi would be as popular now, right?

Is there any chance that Dean Jian can also arrange music for An Qi...

Some ideas are out of control as soon as they appear, and Manxi, who is standing on the side, also feels this.

   **

Xiangcheng.

After Sister Xin had a phone call with Mei Yi, she confirmed the filming location and celebrity guests with the director team of "Come, Friends".

“Teacher Mei Yi is here, you won’t be under much pressure,” Sister Xin came back from the yard with her mobile phone, “Can you just shoot here? The program team may have to set a script for you.”

 “Script?” This was the first time Bai Zian heard that filming a variety show also required a script. She looked up and was surprised.

Sister Xin was helpless, "Mei Yi is the only celebrity guest, and the guests in other groups should have several close friends in the industry. Yan Lu's daily life is boring, watching other artists' shows, having many friends, and chatting about life. She just reads books and talks with her every day. The teacher is studying acting, and I'm afraid that she will invite Mei Yi back to read with Mei Yi for two days. Do you think the audience can just watch them reading for two hours?"

As she said that, Sister Xin looked at Bai Qian. Ever since she met Bai Qian, Yan Lu read more diligently than the average high school senior.

  In the "Dayong" crew clips, most of the shots of Yan Lu were of her reading books and scripts to observe her predecessors.

“Take them to Wutong Street.” Bai Qian suggested.

However, as it is now a phenomenal tourist street, there are always a lot of people there, so it may not be suitable for recording programs for a long time.

Bai Qian turned her head and looked at Yan Lu, tapping her fingertips on the table, and slowly began to think.

Possibly because he felt that Zhang Shize had not been kept under control, Bai Qian had been feeling guilty about the year he had been in prison, and they were even more concerned about Yan Lu and Zhang's mother.

 Sister Xin’s cell phone rang again.

He is the boss of Time Entertainment. As soon as he answered the phone, the other party's cheerful voice rang out, "Sister Xin, look at you, why didn't you tell me that the arranger teacher is Dean Jian..."

The boss politely called me "Sister Xin".

Wang Xin was stunned at this moment. She didn't know the plan of Jiang Fuli and Dean Jian. When the boss said this, she knew that Dean Jian must have clarified it on the Internet.

She responded with a few words, and the boss over there offered to introduce Yan Lu to a few more "friends" in the industry and help Yan Lu record the show, but Wang Xin refused.

“Well, I’ll communicate with my friends and let Yan Lu appear in two more episodes.” The boss didn’t mind, “By the way, the arranger is Dean Jian, who is the composer and lyrics teacher?”

 He is asking for news.

No matter what the drama is about to be aired, people in the industry know that Yan Lu is popular just for his singing. The quality of his lyrics and music, as well as Dean Jian's arrangement, there really is no one in the music circle who can compare with him recently.

Sister Xin’s eyes fell on Bai Zian, and she changed the topic in a few words.

 The boss of Time Entertainment was also very knowledgeable and didn’t ask any more questions.

She was on the phone. Xiaotian and Ah Huang next to her did not receive push notifications from Weibo, but they received numerous inquiries from their friends on WeChat.

As soon as Ah Huang turned on his phone, he saw his friend who also worked in the industry—

  【Is Yan Lu's arranger the dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music? Damn it, you hid such a big inside story from me! I was worried about you for two days! 】

  【Rhubarb, I’m really angry (smile)】

 Ah Huang: “…??”

ah? ? ?

   **

Ten p.m.

Blackwater Street Bar.

Bai Zian sat on a high stool, slowly lowering his head and writing the paper.

“The first group of veteran Chinese medicine practitioners will get their certificates soon,” Mao Kun knocked on the bar, gesturing for the bartender to give him a cocktail. “Xiao Qi hasn’t come back yet, and even the pharmacies in first-tier cities refuse to enter the Gubenpao.”

The profit of Gubenpao is low, and the market is deliberately suppressing it, but it sells well in Xiangcheng thanks to locals and tourists.

 The rest relies on Mao Kun's ability to carry goods in the fighting arena, but the medicine used in the fighting arena is too strong and cannot enter the ordinary people's market.

"But what he said he was going to do..." Mao Kun didn't understand this.

"The Luo family is the king of domestic medicine. They were financed by Country R and suppressed other traditional Chinese medicine markets," Xuechun explained, holding a plate over, "So Mr. Xiaoqi decided to open up the lower market first and only enter pharmacies in rural areas and 18th-tier cities. , he has already found dozens of dealers.”

Everyone knows that Xiangcheng is purchasing traditional Chinese medicine on a large scale. Many people have not gone out to work this year and have stayed in Xiangcheng to grow herbal medicine.

 As soon as the market opens, everything else can be said. Bai Qian listened on the side and didn't quite understand, but Xuechun understood it after she explained that this was a long-term battle.

Neither Bai Zian nor Mao Kun could help with this matter. Bai Zian only asked them to learn a set of acupuncture techniques for myopia from her after they obtained their Chinese medicine certificates.

“I have an arena match this Saturday,” Mao Kun waited for the two of them to finish chatting, then said to Bai Zian, “Sister, do you want to come and watch?”

Mao Kun doesn't play much now, but he is invited to the fighting arena. After all, Mao Kun is too popular.

"The arena match..." Bai Qian wrote a line under the light, remembering what Sister Xin said, "Is it difficult to buy tickets for your arena match?"

“That’s for the outside world, I’m half a fighter.” Mao Kun took a sip of his cocktail.

He has never been to high school, but he is just curious. Do high school students have so much homework now?

Every time Bai Zian is busiest, he has to write papers. Besides papers, he also has to write papers.

After Bai Zian finished writing, he turned the page slowly without checking, "Can you bring someone in for filming?"

 She explained that Yan Lu was going to record a program.

Wutong Street is crowded, so Yan Lu can't go shopping too much, but Heishui Street is full of international friends, and no one will know a domestic star.

 There are a lot of interesting things.

Sister Xin just thinks Yan Lu is too boring and is worried that the show will not be effective.

Mao Kun didn't know either. He chatted a lot with the other party on his mobile phone, and then said to Bai Xian, "But I can only give them five tickets, but after the editing, I have to show them to the fighting arena, because here on Blackwater Street There are many things that cannot be shown to the public, so I will ask Xiao Wu to follow them so that no one will be offended."

  Xiao Wu is now also a well-known second-rate kid in Heishui Street.

 Five tickets, most of the staff recording the variety show cannot come.

 “Okay.” Bai Qian nodded.

 Behind the two of them, Xuechun returned to the bar, picked up a lemon, and thought to herself——

 Let people filming variety shows come here to scare them to death...

"Are you leaving?" Bai Qian suddenly remembered this, and she turned her head to look at Xuechun.

Xuechun took out a bottle of wine from the back and was very respectful to Bai Qian, "Mr. Xiaoqi asked me to go to Jiangjing to bartend and learn something."

 The bar has a branch in Jiangjing.

Bai Zian watched Xuechun apply lemon to the rim of the cup and spin it smoothly in the air. The lights of the bar reflected Xuechun's charming face, and her movements were smooth and smooth.

Would this kind of wine taste better?

 She picked up the wine Xuechun mixed for her.

 It was very light, very different from the wine she had drunk before.

Next to him, the male bartender handed the drink he had mixed to Mao Kun, feeling very aggrieved: "Master Mao, why does Miss Bai only drink the wine made by Xuechun? Is it not delicious?"

Mao Kun looked at Xuechun and then at Bai Qian, "No, it's possible that you didn't make it look good."

　　　…”

   **

Thursday.

Xu Nanjing drove Bai Qian back to Qingshui Street.

 Most of the time, Xu Nanjing has replaced Ming Dongheng as Bai Qian’s driver.

"We are going to watch a fight at Heishui Street this Saturday." Xu Nanjing stopped the car at the intersection and looked at Bai Zian sitting behind her. "Sister Bai Zian, are you going? This opportunity is rare. I am still Tochar. Got it.”

 The co-pilot, Xiao Bingwen, who was reading Weibo, looked up and hesitated: "It's so bloody, let's forget it."

It's still a mess there.

Xu Nanjing reacted. He looked at Bai Zian who was reading a book obediently in the rearview mirror: "That's right, sister Bai Zian, you'd better study hard."

Bai Zian lazily said "hmm".

Three songs by Yan Lu were playing in a loop in the car, which were played by Xiao Bingwen Lian via Bluetooth. Xu Nanjing started the car and asked, "Do you like Yan Lu so much?"

 Xiao Bingwen returned to WeChat and sent a message to Liu Shuhe.

Xiao Bingwen: [Your teacher actually participated]

Liu Shuhe: [She is also capable. Not many people can ask their teachers to arrange music. I don’t know who the composer is]

“You don’t understand,” Xiao Bingwen held the phone, “If you knew who arranged the music, you would be scared to death.”

 Xu Nanjing is not interested in the entertainment industry. He has been busy with Char recently, otherwise he is thinking about how to grandly introduce Bai Zian to the Xu family, or how to introduce his mother to Bai Zian.

 There is a wall of information.

 “Who is it?” Xu Nanjing replied nonchalantly.

"Dean Jian," Xiao Bingwen lowered his voice and replied mysteriously, "Teacher Shuhe."

"Huh?" Xu Nanjing had heard of these two people, but had never met. He was very surprised. "He arranged music for a star?"

“Yes,” Xiao Bingwen sighed, “Everyone is trying to guess who the mysterious composer is. He is definitely not weaker than Dean Jian. This matter has made the Chinese music and entertainment circles go crazy.”

  Xiao Bingwen is familiar with Liu Shuhe, so he also understands music. The popularity of Yan Lu's three songs already shows the composer's ability.

 After Dean Jian showed up, even Liu Shuhe and the others were guessing who was responsible for the lyrics and music, let alone other people.

Xu Nanjing was also surprised. She remembered something and explained to Bai Zian who was behind her, "Dean Jian seems to be the teacher who is very good at guzheng. Sister Bai Zian, when you go to Jiangjing, I have a surprise for you."

 He remembered something Gao Yan told him.

 In the back seat, Bai Zian slowly turned over a piece of paper.

 The car arrived at Qingshui Street.

Bai Qian bid farewell to Xu Nanjing.

 Huang Mao squatted beside the trash can smoking on Qingshui Street. He stood up when he saw Bai Qian. He held the cigarette in his mouth and took out a few tickets from his pocket and gave them to Bai Qian.

Bai Zian reached out and took it.

 In the car.

Xu Nanjing couldn't help but sit up straight when she saw Bai Qian coming into contact with a social Huang Mao, and saw Huang Mao hand something to Bai Qian.

“Hey,” Xu Nanjing sat up straight, narrowed her eyes slightly, and patted Xiao Bingwen’s shoulder, “Do you think the thing in her hand looks familiar?”