The sweetest in the entertainment industry

Chapter 348 MV
"I heard something funny, do you want to hear it?"

The housekeeper came over to deliver food, and on her way back, she took the fish that Ni Bingyan had given her with her.

The fish tank was oxygenated, and a dozen or so crucian carp of varying sizes were swimming around inside. The aunt smiled as soon as she saw it and said that the fish were quite good.

I asked her what she planned to eat, then picked up my suitcase and left.

When Gu Lanxi returned after giving a few instructions, she saw that Lu Nanting had already taken out the food and was setting out chopsticks.

The lounge is not large. It is a sunny bedroom with a bed, a double-door wardrobe, and a long table with bookshelves fixed to the wall. The inner room is a small bathroom with a simple wet and dry separation using a glass wall.

The studio has cleaning staff, but for safety reasons, Lu Nanting's rest room is cleaned regularly by his housekeeper.

Gu Lanxi was washing her hands inside, squeezing out hand soap and just making lather when she heard Lu Nanting talking outside. She replied, "What is it?"

It's hard to imagine that such a aloof person would enjoy gossiping so much.

He wasn't a gossip who liked to exaggerate or speak ill of others; he simply enjoyed telling her interesting stories.

"Several companies are holding meetings in private to study Sister Mei's marketing strategy, trying to find out how she got on the trending topics and gained more than 30 million followers in less than half a year."

"marketing?"

Gu Lanxi was surprised: "Where did this rumor come from?"

The cost of removing trending topics from the search every month is heartbreaking for her; how could she bear to spend that money unnecessarily?
"You may not have noticed, but you've been trending on social media over the past six months."

"so much?"

Gu Lanxi was even more surprised!
"Why are you so concerned about such strange things? Shouldn't you be more concerned about the fact that everyone is studying you?"

Gu Lanxi washed her hands, came out, and closed the door behind her.

Lu Nanting pulled out a chair for her and helped her sit down.

Gu Lanxi picked up her chopsticks and bowl, and couldn't help but laugh when she heard him say that:
"Okay, what results did they come up with? Is the standard answer 'marry Lu Nanting'?"

Seeing the smile on her lips and the smile spreading across her eyes, as she tilted her head and looked at him with deep affection, Lu Nanting's Adam's apple bobbed. He stood up awkwardly, poured two glasses of water, placed one beside Gu Lanxi, and brought the other to his own lips. He took a sip, suppressing the itch in his heart, before calming himself and clearing his throat.
"Not really."

The lounge was so small; the bed was right by the entrance, and if you lifted it even slightly, you'd start to get a little carried away...

Gu Lanxi rested her chin on her hand and winked at him: "I'm a little curious, why hasn't anyone asked me? If someone had asked me, I would have taken pity on them and told them."

Already feeling uncomfortable, she deliberately teased him, so Lu Nanting sat down irritably and glared at her:
"Don't tease me, or should I eat first, or eat you first?"

Behind the two of them was a large bed, making the conversation sound particularly ambiguous.

Gu Lanxi chuckled and ignored him, picking up her bowl and starting to eat.

Today, my aunt made tomato and beef brisket, stir-fried broccoli and shrimp, and cold black fungus salad, served with mixed grain rice, and then there was a small handful of blueberries and a small carton of yogurt.

These are all foods that Gu Lanxi loves to eat.

Seeing that she ignored him, Lu Nanting leaned closer and whispered, "If someone really comes over and asks you, what will you say?"

“A treasure girl found her key, and then the treasure trove opened, overflowing with brilliance, and naturally many eyes were drawn to her.”

Gu Lanxi never denies that her current popularity is largely due to Lu Nanting.

But he never underestimated himself.

She is a strong and self-aware person.

Just like her, she is beautiful and aware of it.

While eating, Lu Nanting pondered the meaning behind her words. After a long while, he finally gave her a thumbs up.

"Your summary is very accurate."

Companies are all figuring out how to cultivate new talent to compete with Gu Lanxi.

Faced with a formidable and multifaceted individual like Gu Lanxi, most people feel only despair, but they are not without hope.

Once you thoroughly understand her and figure out what her fans like about her, her success can be replicated.

Most standardized artist development programs are derived from studying successful artists. This isn't specifically targeting Gu Lanxi.

No matter who becomes popular, they will be repeatedly studied by other companies, and even by their own company.

It's like learning a dance; once you understand it clearly, others can also dance it.

As for whether they jump well or not? As long as there are enough people, there will always be someone who jumps well.

Every year, countless handsome men and beautiful women enter the entertainment industry, but only a handful truly succeed, making every path to success extremely difficult.

The two chatted about this topic while eating.

Gu Lanxi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Do you plan to train new talent in the future?"

Lu Nanting shook his head: "I just like music, not power and wealth."

"So, how old do you plan to sing until?"

“Singing until retirement? I’m not sure. Maybe one day I won’t be able to sing anymore. Maybe something happens and I lose interest. Maybe I run out of ideas and can’t write any more satisfactory songs… I’m still young, and I don’t limit myself.”

"That's good too."

After finishing their meal, the two put away their dishes and took them home that evening. Since it was still early, they took a nap together.

In the afternoon, Lu Nanting continued recording songs. Gu Lanxi drove to the company, worked half a day, and when she came to pick up Lu Nanting after get off work, she saw him smiling and waving at her.

When I walked over, I noticed that there was someone who looked quite unfamiliar next to him.

"This is Lao Liu, the album's art director. The studio set has been set up and we can start shooting in a few days. For the actual location shooting, we'll need to fly to Shanghai and then to Guangzhou."

This album contains a total of ten songs, and Lu Nanting plans to shoot three music videos: "That Year I Was Eighteen", "Unicorn" and "Guangzhou".

The combination of real-life scenery and studio shooting, along with CG technology, creates a cool and warm atmosphere.

Gu Lanxi simply couldn't imagine how these two feelings could be combined.

"I've never filmed a music video before, so I'm a little worried that I won't do it well."

Post-production requires a significant amount of time, and their schedule is extremely tight.

With filming about to begin, Gu Lanxi felt a little uncertain.

Films emphasize storytelling, using plot, characters, and dialogue to tell a story. The editing is coherent, and the filming process is long and gradual.

Music videos, however, serve the song and focus more on visual expression. The editing is also unconventional and fast-paced. Often, there is no complete storyline; the focus is only on the emotional impact released in an instant. As a result, the finished product is often very abstract.

"It's okay, the director will explain the scene to you. You just need to show the desired effect."

Old Liu is a man of action, not very good at handling interpersonal relationships. Seeing her worry, he hesitated for a long time before finally managing to say:
"Ms. Gu can make good movies, so making a music video would be a piece of cake for her."

Gu Lanxi just smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Want to take a look?"

Gu Lanxi shook her head: "I'm tired, let's go home!"

My mind has been replaying this all day, and at four in the morning, the crabapple blossoms are still awake.

The original author of this sentence is Kawabata Yasunari, which comes from the prose essay "The Flower Is Not Sleeping". The original text is "The four o'clock in the night are the same as the four o'clock, and the begonia is the flower that sleeps."

With its boundless tenderness and affection, a single sentence can conjure up an entire romance novel in one's mind.

I am often moved by certain words and phrases (including those I write myself), which is probably the charm of words.

Sometimes I quote lines from my own writing and post them on my WeChat Moments.

My friends thought I found the copywriting online.

A feeling of both anger and pride.

Well, I guess I just don't look romantic.