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Chapter 650 : Wenshan (3)(2/3)

"Losing garbage is actually a fine. Although there is no relevant management here, please control your emotions and throw it into the trash can. That is the right place. Of course, it would be better if you don't lose it.

"

Tattoo Mountain's expression was a bit low, and the trash can. Is that the right place for his work? This is Gu Zhinan. He is the lyricist of the top flow of Hua Guo. Everyone knows that the evaluation he gives is more explicit than the people in the people inside.

Straight!

"You are right, maybe the trash can is the place of my work. The river is not, it will float, just like my life, 29 years old, nothing, for ridiculous dreams."

"???"

ah?

Gu Zhinan was a little embarrassed. He looked at the mountains in doubt. Naturally, he knew that the man probably had a lot of blows in his heart.

"I like it too, enter the soil half step!"

Du Xiaoyan nodded his head and had to say that Gu Zhinan was really wonderful just now. A sneak attack was spoken to him!

Tatanosa looked up at these two people. One was in the entertainment circle of Huaguo. It was called a talented son. Each capital he made is a popular work on the Hua Guo Music List. The other is his sister.

Yes, just why are these two people surnamed?

Combining family?

On the river fence, the sun converged with light, making the entire Haipu Film and Television City look somewhat gloomy and desolate.

One storyteller and two listeners had been listening to Wenshan for half an hour without knowing it. He didn't know why, but when Gu Zhinan and Du Xiaoyan said they wanted to listen to the story, he would agree and put himself

He told all the things that happened in the past few years. Maybe it would be a way to vent his feelings. They were all strangers anyway. He was happy. Gu Zhinan and the others also heard an ordinary story told by an ordinary person.

After that, we broke up and we never had the chance to see each other again. We were still strangers.

"I'm floating in the middle of the sea. My parents won't let me sink. They insist on this sad dream, but life makes it impossible for me to float."

Wenshan took a sip of the water Du Xiaoyan bought just now, and turned around to see Gu Zhinan and Du Xiaoyan biting hot dogs and nodding, looking like they were so happy.

"It's too difficult."

"Hmm, yes, it's too difficult, eh? Gu Zhinan, you finished my hot dog!"

Du Xiaoyan agreed with Gu Zhinan, and then shouted, watching in disbelief as Gu Zhinan took the last hot dog.

"You're so stingy, I'll transfer the money to you and buy it yourself."

"Bah, that's for Uncle Wenshan!"

"How can I be in the mood to eat? Don't break this sad atmosphere, you idiot."

Gu Zhinan and Du Xiaoyan would definitely quarrel without saying a few words, but Du Xiaoyan was defeated every time. She looked at Gu Zhinan speechlessly, then looked at Wenshan, and shrugged helplessly.

"Look, you all say he is a great talent, but he is actually a great scoundrel!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Du is right. Oh, by the way, it's almost time. You should go back to Kyoto. I'll ask Gu Zhi to drive out later."

Du Xiaoyan's expression suddenly changed, he snorted and stopped talking.

Gu Zhinan bit the hot dog stick and took out his cell phone to send a message to Gu Zhijiu. This guy should be on the set now.

Wenshan was a little stunned, but in the end he smiled with relief: "It's okay, I'm very happy that you can listen to me talk about my bitterness."

Gu Zhinan took back his cell phone and smiled at Wenshan: "So you don't know how to arrange music, but you have always wanted to be an excellent lyricist, but no one has wanted what you wrote, or it has not been able to stand out. You are the assistant of Jamel Xiao

The words he was kicked out and thrown away were originally written for him as lyrics."

"Well, a friend who had the channel came over and recommended himself to fill in his new song. Unfortunately, he didn't like the lyrics I wrote. My style is just like this, and I don't like the lyrics to change the style. Maybe I'm not suitable for lyrics and music.

We are almost 30 years old, and it’s time to change. We can’t just hit the wall.”

Wenshan told the truth and did not hide anything.

Gu Zhinan nodded, a little noncommittal: "Your style is indeed quite special, so the style of the music needs to be special. Have you ever thought that his music is too ordinary?"

Wenshan was a little stunned. This was the first time he heard such words, but then he shook his head: "No, my writing is not good. I am really not suitable for this road. I understand it clearly."

"Just gave up? Have no ambitions from now on? Dreams go with the wind?"

Gu Zhinan raised his eyebrows, a little jokingly.

There was some struggle in Wenshan's eyes. He clenched his hands and gritted his teeth, but finally let go. Over the past few years, his fighting spirit had been worn away.

"I think it's time for me to find a job with peace of mind. If nothing else, I should think about my parents and dreams. Forget it."

It just gently said the strength of the mountains. He sat on the ground and buried his head in the railings. He was lonely, but more lonely.

"What kind of shit do you write?! Is there a half dime with my tune?!"

This is what Xiao Jingye said to him this afternoon, but it was not only he said that there were many people who said before that.

Du Xiaoyan couldn't bear it and wanted to speak, but Gu Zhinan covered her mouth and blinked her, but she was puzzled but didn't think about opening it anymore.

"The story is very twisty, and it is very vivid. Thank you for bringing some different processes to our brothers and sisters in this peaceful afternoon, but we should also go."

Du Xiaoyan frowned, but was walked forward with his neck. The mountains did not say anymore, but lowered his head and buried on his knees.

Gu Zhinan glared at Du Xiaoyan, who wanted to do it, and turned back to the buried man.

"The poorest is the talent, and the cheapest thing is no ambition. I don't know how to persuade people to adhere to their dreams. After all, life is the most realistic of this world, but I can provide you with a platform.

There are not many small companies, and there are not many people. If you think, I will shoot on the other side of the other side of the other side. You can try it. In addition, I recommend a song for you. His name is "Snail". "

In the breeze, the eyes of the tattoo mountains were full of blank eyes, but my mind always echoed Gu Zhinan's words, the most talented, the cheapest.

He took out his mobile phone and opened the "Snail" in the music software. He found that it was listened for free, and it was a bit noisy. Obviously, it was not from the recording studio. It should be uploaded.

The sound of music, very monotonous guitar sounds, Tatanoshan knew that Gu Zhinan was sung. He had never contacted the outside world for a long time. He knew that Gu Zhinan was also because of a song of "Blue and White Porcelain".

Very peaceful singing, Tattoo Mountain was a little trapped in artistic conception, until the sentence "I want to climb up step by step."

With the mobile phone, it will be opened again after it is over, and over and over again. He watched Gu Zhinan's direction, and his eyes were complicated.

"Why don't you let him go directly with us? He looks like a homeless person!"

"He doesn't want to write words anymore, what's the use of walking with us, he is not surnamed Fang."

Gu Zhinan's lips, the two walked on the road, Gu Zhijiu would drive directly to the intersection.

"What about his surname?"

Du Xiaoyan was unpopular, but he heard Gu Zhinan straightforward.

"Then I will tie it if I don’t go with us today! I want to make him! Unfortunately, that person is also good, the style is almost the same.

"But he was kicked out by the people of Hua Guo Xing Entertainment, would he raise it in vain?"

Compared to the depression of Tattoo Mountain, Du Xiaoyan is more concerned about Gu Zhinan's interests. She can't control the others.

"Then send him into the factory to make screws. Didn't he just want to work?

"Yeah." Du Xiaoyan thought for a moment, as if it was such a thing. There were so many jobs in natural entertainment, and the job that helped to help in the crew was not in minutes.

screw.

Both people looked at each other's small nine nine, and they couldn't help but make a sorrowful laughter.

"Hey Gu!"

Walking on the roadside, he suddenly heard a shout. Gu Zhinan turned around and saw the head of a foreigner sticking out of a commercial vehicle. Who else could it be if he wasn't Parker?

When several people saw Gu Zhinan and Du Xiaoyan, they all got out of the car and asked the commercial vehicle driver to go back by himself.

"I didn't expect that you and Miss Du have been waiting for us around here."

Parker patted Gu Zhinan on the shoulder and spoke in Chinese that was a bit difficult to pronounce but very accurate, with a face full of emotion.

"Good brother!"

"..."

Gu Zhinan and Du Xiaoyan looked at each other, then looked at Ai Weiwei, Lucas and even An Xuelin, their eyes were wrong, and they felt a little embarrassed at the moment.

What the fuck?!

I forgot that these three are still in Huaguoxing Entertainment!

I said, what are Du Xiaoyan and I going there for?

"We're going out together. Those who came together must go back together!"

"good!"

"Gu, good job!" Director Lucas was also a little moved. Chinese etiquette is really good!

Knowing that they were sending Du Xiaoyan to the airport, the group decided to accompany Gu Zhinan and Du Xiaoyan to the intersection where Gu Zhijiu parked their car.

The sun came out again, and it seemed a bit cool in the afternoon. Gu Zhijiu's car was parked on the side of the road, and when he saw a group of people approaching, he hurriedly waved.

Du Xiaoyan pursed her lips with a reluctant look on her face, and Gu Zhinan rolled her eyes at her.

"If you have anything to do in the future, you can send me a message. I can't help you with big things, and I don't want to deal with small things. But remember, if you have something to do, send a message."

As brothers, in my heart, if something happens, I can’t get through on the phone!

Du Xiaoyan gritted his teeth: "You just want to hear some gossip, right? I'll tell you the story of the American Girls' Dormitory later?!"
To be continued...
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