Becoming a Global Superstar Starting as an Idol Trainee

When he got home, Chen Minhao turned on his computer. He was going to browse through his latest Weibo messages and the schedule sent by Kang Hui.

After watching for 10 minutes, I was interrupted by a phone call.

The call was from Wu Hongrong.

"Young man, you won the first place. Hou Fujin and I praised you several times a while ago." After exchanging pleasantries, Wu Hongrong asked directly, "I'm in Shanghai recently. I wonder if you have time to have a meal together?"

"No problem, I can spend these two days." Chen Minhao replied directly after glancing at his schedule.

Needless to say that Chen Minhao has time, Hou Fujin's status in the music scene is enough for Chen Minhao to make time if he has no time, and to create time to meet him if he can't.

Wu Hongrong directly arranged to meet at Nanxi Mansion at night.

"Don't look at the location of this store, but it's hard to determine their location." Wu Hongrong led Chen Minhao into a private room.

Chen Minhao complained frantically in his heart: So, why did you book here. Here again no meat.

"Try it, the vegetarian sausages in this shop are pretty good."

However, Chen Minhao only wants to eat meat.

After Wu Hongrong picked up a chopstick of vegetarian shrimp for Chen Minhao, he asked: "Recently, a brother of mine is filming a martial arts movie and needs a theme song. I recommended you to him and he wanted to talk to you first."

Chen Minhao thought to himself, he could be called a brother by someone like Wu Hongrong, and now he is filming a martial arts TV series. Shouldn't it be Zhao Yao? The world is so small.

Chen Minhao nodded, but did not agree, and asked: "I also want to read the script and plot. Are you talking about "Bingdilian"?"

Wu Hongrong nodded. "Okay, young man, it seems that your sense of entertainment is quite good."

Fate is really wonderful.

Chen Minhao nodded: "The heroine of this drama is my senior sister, so I have heard a little bit of rumors. I am quite interested in this drama."

"Men, who doesn't have a martial arts dream? Lao Zhao received the script of "Bing Di Lian" a few years ago, and he has always wanted to shoot it, but you also know that domestic martial arts have been very cold in the past two years, so Lao Zhao has been I didn’t shoot it. But this is probably the long-cherished wish of Lao Zhao in the past few years. Now I finally have a chance to shoot, so I can’t afford to be fooled. After Zhao finished listening, he immediately turned back."

Chen Minhao weighed it in his mind, "Bingdilian" is not a small crew, but a big production in terms of the configuration of the director and heroine.

If you can provide a theme song for such a crew, let's not talk about the increase in your popularity. This move can accumulate high-quality contacts like Zhao Yao, and can also bring him closer to Wu Hongrong. Moreover, after providing the theme song for "Bing Di Lian", my style can be raised to a higher level.

The worst ending is that the song is finished, Zhao Yao thinks it is inappropriate, and he can include it in his EP.

The worst outcome of a matter can be accepted, Chen Minhao thinks it can be done.

He believed that Kang Hui would definitely support this matter. Even if Kang Hui doesn't support it, he can find a way to get her to support it.

After seeing Chen Minhao nodding, Wu Hongrong said directly, "Okay, I'll take you to see him now."

The meeting place was in a private room of a barbecue restaurant. Zhao Yao had a cold beer in his left hand and lamb skewers in his right hand.

There were a lot of wooden sticks piled up on the table, and it was the first time Chen Minhao saw someone eating mutton kebabs in two or two together.

Seeing someone coming in, Zhao Yao didn't stand up to say hello, but shouted outside the door: "Lao Li, add 50 mutton skewers and 50 beef skewers."

A deep male voice shouted outside the door: "Okay."

Zhao Yao looked up at Chen Minhao, and said, "Come and sit, let's talk after we're full."

Chen Minhao sat down and licked the skewers directly.

Congenial smell is a means for two people to quickly draw closer in interpersonal communication. Chen Minhao knows it well.

"Young man, have you ever tasted a woman?" Zhao Yao said suddenly, and then Wu Hongrong slapped Zhao Yao on the back of the head with a big slap, "Don't drink two cups of cat urine and just talk nonsense, talk about business."

"This is my business." Zhao Yao muttered: "Then let me ask another question, do you believe in fate?"

Chen Minhao actually thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out the connection between these two problems, but he still said honestly: "I don't believe it."

"Then how did you write those lyrics?" Zhao Yao asked suspiciously. Zhao Yao knocked on the table with his chopsticks, and read word by word: "Old dreams are faint, the past is blurred, spring flowers and autumn moons are in the fog. Seeing in the fog Flowers, looking at the moon in the water, gain and lose. If you want to argue, forget your words.

Isn't this the lyrics that I cobbled together for my rap performance during my third stage performance?

Chen Minhao took a sip of cold beer and said: "I don't believe in fate. The word fate makes wealth and poverty, good and bad fortune, life and death, and poverty all depend on something beyond the grasp of human beings. Power. I don't like it. The ending may not be happy, but I think people can change their destiny."

Zhao Yao nodded: "I know, you wrote a sentence on the mirror at the beginning of "Artist Trainee": "Don't think that we can choose to escape, every step we take now determines the final outcome. "

Chen Minhao had a bold guess in his mind, Zhao Yao couldn't be his fan, right? He felt that many of his fans might not remember what he wrote.

Seeing the look in Chen Minhao's eyes, Zhao Yao quickly waved his hands and said, "I just happened to be a little curious about you after listening to the rap you wrote, so I read your cut on station B and found that you are quite interesting. People. It just so happens that Wu Hongrong recommended you to me, so I really want to chat."

Chen Minhao nodded, but he didn't quite believe Zhao Yao's statement. How could a director of this level be so idle that he checked B station.

Zhao Yao grinned: "Many videos on station B can inspire me, especially some ghost videos made by UP hosts, which can help me get to know an actor from a new perspective. Wan Anqi should be your senior sister, I just watched I decided to use her only after watching a ghostly video of her."

Zhao Yao, your operation is so flamboyant, does my senior sister know?

Zhao Yao patted Chen Minhao's shoulder with greasy hands, and said, "For "Bing Di Lian", I want to tell a story of fate. I think you can understand it."