Huayu 2007: Starting with Super Boy!

Wang Yihan just joined the company.

They were warmly welcomed.

Wherever I go, I always greet people with "Teacher Wang".

She is completely different from a few days ago.

"Hello, Teacher Wang!"

"Teacher Wang, you look so energetic today!"

"Teacher Wang, have you eaten yet? I have some Qingfeng steamed buns here, would you like some?"

"Professor Wang, are you still short-staffed for your project?"

......

Wang Yihan: "..."

Yesterday, you ignored me and made sarcastic remarks.

Why does everyone seem like a completely different person today?

Are you all chameleons?

Doesn't this acting skill far surpass that of the younger, more popular actors?

It seems Huang Bo was right.

Once you become famous, everyone around you turns out to be a good person.

Yes, a colleague who was so repulsive yesterday.

Today they've all turned into kind and friendly people.

Wang Yihan had no intention of showing off or embarrassing herself in public.

He responded to each one with a smile.

After all, it's hard to say whether these people can help you succeed.

But it definitely has the ability to sabotage you.

Let's try to avoid dealing with each other in the future.

Amidst the compliments of the crowd.

Wang Yihan walked into Song Ke's office.

"Yihan, you're here?" Song Ke's feelings were complicated at this moment.

Despite Taihe Rye Music's current position as the top local record company, it's still a force to be reckoned with.

But several major international giants are still eyeing the market covetously.

It was so heavy it made him feel suffocated.

In addition, the company's key figures have either retired or become high-ranking officials.

His job as the head housekeeper was also very difficult.

This is why there is an urgent need to replenish the blood supply.

Brother Chun was an experiment, and the results were quite good.

So he set his sights on Wang Yihan, who came from the Super Boy stage.

The results proved it.

His judgment was correct.

Logically, he should be happy.

But he couldn't quite feel happy.

because...

Things took a turn for the worse than he had anticipated.

He glided down a path he had never imagined.

Ringtone.

It really makes money.

But it really is vulgar.

As "Heartache 2007" became a hit, more and more voices of doubt gradually emerged online.

Some say that Wang Yihan has run out of creative talent.

Some people also criticized him for his self-degradation.

A small number of people knew that he had switched jobs to Taihe Rye Music, and they even named and cursed Song Ke, the instigator.

This...is a tremendous injustice!

Slander! They're all slandering me!

It wasn't my idea for Wang Yihan to sing ringtone songs.

"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yihan looked at him in confusion.

"Brother Yihan, tell me the truth, is it really necessary to sing a ringtone song?" Song Ke looked at him with a constipated expression.

What happened?

A while ago, when everyone else was against it, you were the only one supporting me.

Now, the song is a hit.

Everyone else in the company changed their attitude.

Why are you...?

Song Ke didn't say anything, but simply turned the computer towards him.

Wang Yihan looked in that direction.

The reviews were overwhelmingly negative and the criticism was deafening.

Understood.

The controversy was too great, putting the other party under immense pressure.

"President Song, don't take what's said online too seriously," Wang Yihan comforted him.

"These people are just idle. Even if we do a good job, they will still criticize us. They are just foul-mouthed."

"Really?" I don't use the internet much, don't lie to me.

Wang Yihan nodded sincerely: "President Song, Brother Song, I would never lie to you."

It was just a white lie, you should be able to understand, right?

"Fine, I'll assume they're just bored, but..." Song Ke hesitated before revealing the real reason for his annoyance: "We can't just ignore what those teachers in the industry say."

"An industry insider?" Wang Yihan was a little confused.

These people usually don't show off their abilities.

However, they wield immense power and influence.

If you want to win an award, you have to deal with these people.

"How about this, let's do fewer ringtone songs, treat it as a side job to make some extra money, and focus more on making good songs, okay?"

Song Ke came up with a solution that would satisfy both sides.

These words resonated with Wang Yihan.

Only a handful of ringtone songs can become wildly popular.

Moreover, most of them were from 2004 to 2007.

In other words, there weren't many songs he could copy after that.

Unless he wants to cultivate this field deeply and even copy the songs of the three giants of QQ Music 10 years from now.

However, this did not align with his plans.

He doesn't reject popular culture, after all, it's something that the masses like to see and hear.

But we can't stay vulgar forever.

Just like Xiaomi, when it tried to move into the high-end market, it struggled to keep up.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "No problem, President Song is farsighted and has a profound plan. I will listen to you."

Song Ke finally smiled, "This kid is teachable."

It's good that they can listen to opinions.

He has seen far too many so-called geniuses.

He got arrogant before he even became famous.

He won't listen to anyone's opinions.

Then...

Like a shooting star in the sky, it flashes by and disappears in an instant.

People like this won't go far.

Fortunately, Wang Yihan is not like that.

"Okay, now focus on polishing the lyrics and music. I won't give you special treatment this time; everything will be done according to the company's rules and procedures."

Song Ke said in a businesslike manner.

"Understood, I understand!" Wang Yihan had no objections.

"I have always been a very proper person, and the world has misunderstood me too much."

"That would be best!" Song Ke almost laughed in anger.

"By the way, Mr. Song, I need to let you know that I have to go to Hunan TV for the New Year's Eve concert on the 31st," Wang Yihan mentioned as she prepared to leave after their conversation.

"Okay, go ahead and leave." Song Ke waved and served tea to see the guest off.

Wang Yihan had no desire to stay any longer.

They couldn't wait to leave.

Because I have to spend Christmas Eve with my girlfriend tonight.

8 PM.

After their candlelight dinner, the two drove to Wanda International Cinema.

"Which movie do you want to see?" Wang Yihan asked Zhang Hanyun beside her as they stood at the Wanda ticket counter.

Zhang Hanyun stood on tiptoe, looking at the high-definition display screen above her with some difficulty.

I struggled with the decision for ages and still couldn't make up my mind.

Indecisiveness.

Finally, he could only look at Wang Yihan, his little eyes filled with such grievance.

"Okay, okay, I've decided. Let's watch Feng Xiaogang's 'Assembly'. The online reviews are pretty good," Wang Yihan said, patting her head.

"Mmm." Zhang Hanyun then happily selected popcorn and drinks from the bar.

The bill has been settled.

A match ended in just a few minutes.

Tickets checked for entry.

Wang Yihan walked in front.

Zhang Hanyun carefully walked behind him, carrying a full bag of snacks and drinks. She held tightly to the hem of his clothes with two fingers of one hand, as if afraid of being separated by the crowd.

There are indeed a lot of people coming to watch movies at this time.

And most of them are young couples.

Because the tickets were so popular, I could only get two seats near the front.

After 2 hours.

The movie has ended.

Zhang Hanyun said with lingering interest, "It's really quite good. I didn't expect that Director Feng Xiaogang is not only good at making comedies, but also at making serious dramas like this. He truly deserves to be called a great director."

Wang Yihan nodded in agreement: "He started from a small art background and has become a highly sought-after director. He must have some real talent."

Then I thought of that troublesome system task I had.

In this day and age, even Feng Xiaogang probably couldn't accomplish it, right?

Let's wait until the box office skyrockets before considering it.

"Let's go!" Wang Yihan pulled Zhang Hanyun up, preparing to leave.

The crowd in front began to stir.

They all stood up.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Hanyun tried her best to stand on tiptoe, but unfortunately she wasn't tall enough.

Wang Yihan had a height advantage; by simply looking up, she could clearly see the source of the anomaly in front of her.

hiss~!

Isn't that Feng Xiaogang himself?

Is this... a roadshow?