As the attention of celebrities increases, the extended fan circle culture and the way of making money relying on celebrity traffic begin to show signs.

For example, shooting on behalf of others.

Since the beginning of the year, there have been basically people guarding the artists at the airports of several first-tier cities and major airports every day, getting their photos, signatures, and selling them to fans after the trip.

So Yuan Hua and Jing Tian had to leave separately.

As expected, not long after, a group of people surrounded him. Those who wanted to take a photo had to take a photo and those who wanted to sign had to sign.

Even though they knew they were not fans and were just professional filming, Yuan Hua had to sign a few photos.

Otherwise, there will be a hot search tomorrow that he will be a big shot.

He and Jing Tian arrived almost simultaneously in a five-star hotel in Xiangnan.

"Hello, senior brother." At the door, Jing Tian greeted him with a smile and stretched out his hand.

Yuan Hua shook hands with a smile, and suddenly felt his palms numb. The girl actually scratched him, and suddenly there was a black thread.

In the afternoon, the two went to the exhibition center for rehearsal.

Jing Tian jumped around the venue, and when Yuan Hua was almost rehearsal, she stood on the stage and sang to the audience seat of Wuyi.

"Ahhh!! Does anyone understand the sorrow of being a dancer..."

"puff!!"

Yuan Hua was resting beside him. As soon as he took a breath, he sprayed it all out and quickly pulled Jing Tian away. He really couldn't afford to lose this person.

Wang Han leaned against the entrance door, smiled and shook his head. After waiting for the two of them to come, he stood up and said, "Congratulations, it's a big box office."

The box office revenue of the scorching sun is OK. It has been 200 million for so many days after it was released, and it is estimated that it will be 300 million in the end.

As the starring actor, Yuan Hua is undoubtedly popular again and has another masterpiece. Maybe he can win the Best Actor at the Golden Rooster Awards next year.

"Thank you." Yuan Hua nodded politely.

He is just a starring actor, not an investor, and the box office is not a big problem with him.

If it is beneficial, it may be the blessing of fame and the number of great directors who have asked him to cooperate with him after the release of the Scarlet Sunburst Heart.

There are also various scripts, which are better than before and are not on the same level.

In the past, most of the scripts and idol dramas were found, or they were responsible for being handsome, and none of the top directors took the initiative to look for him.

"Brother Han, this is my friend. Can you arrange a seat for her on site tomorrow?"

Yuan Hua pointed at Jing Tian and said.

Wang Han smiled, with an expression I understand. Jing Tian, ​​he still knows him. If he guessed correctly, this is the girl who answered the phone one morning.

"No problem, I'll tell the staff later and let her sit in the zero-row seat."

"This is not good."

This is not the first time Yuan Hua has come to this stage, where did he get the zero-row line?

There is a several meters wide aisle under the stage. It is the photography department and the staff stands, and the first row is the back.

"It's okay. Then move a chair and let her sit next to the staff, see it clearly, and just say it's a staff member."

There were 5,000 spectators at the scene, and adding one person was not a big deal, but Jing Tian was a public figure, so it was not appropriate to put it in the crowd, so it must be noticed.

Just put it together with the staff to reduce trouble.

Of course, of course, I can't say that to Yuan Hua, and I have to sell favors to him.

As soon as you open your mouth, I will arrange your girlfriend in the best position. Isn’t it fun?

"Thank you, Brother Han, please trouble you."

"Thanks."

The husband and wife followed, and Jing Tian followed Yuan Hua to thank him.

"No need to thank you. I can still speak on this acre of three-point land. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me. As a friend, I will definitely help you if you can."

Facing a rising superstar, no one doesn’t want to make friends, and Wang Han is not listed.

Yuan Hua was stunned for a second and smiled, "Then I'm not polite. Next time, you will go up every day, Brother Han, don't say there is no time."

"No problem, I'll say the same thing, it's a phone call." Wang Han agreed.

Only with supply and demand can there be cooperation, and in this way, long-term friendship can be established. Others speak lightly and can make efforts. The place where they can make efforts is on the territory of Xiangnan Satellite TV.

Yuan Hua is not short of money, and he will not look for him even if he is short of money. The only thing he can use is the variety show "Daily Up" every day.

Sometimes the ratings are sluggish, and he also needs Yuan Hua to come and raise popularity.

Everyone hit it off.

The next day, the recording of the masked singer officially began.

Today is the third round and the last recording.

In the first round, the twelve singers went on stage to sing twelve songs, leaving six singers, and in the second round, the six singers pk, leaving three.

Yuan Hua left after recording the last round, only to know that Li Yugang was eliminated, and he didn't know who stayed in the end.

At the front desk, Jing Tian tied her hair into a bun, put on a hat, and a sweatshirt. She sat next to a female staff member early to wait.

Today is the night, except for the stage, the lights in other places were dim and no one recognized her.

In the lounge, Yuan Hua leaned against the door to smoke, opened a romance, and chatted with the security guard standing guard outside the door.

"Brother, who won the last issue?"

I forgot to ask Wang Han last night, and I don’t know who the opponent I am going to face now.

"You!" The security brother was a little excited.

"No, I'm asking who else besides me?" Yuan Hua said as he handed over half a pack of cigarettes, and the security guard quickly took it and put it in his pocket.

Just a pack of cigarettes is not a valuable thing, but who is the person who gets the score? He can smoke a cigarette and brag with his friends when he looks back.

"Li Ke, White Prism, Little Witch."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the security guard almost shook Li Keqin's name. When he thought of signing a confidentiality agreement and asking for compensation, he immediately changed his words.

Yuan Hua laughed secretly, even the security guard knew that Li Keqin was so lonely wearing a mask.

However, he had a little impression of the little witch. He had played the masked singer with Jing Tian a few days ago and heard her singing. His voice was very young and not very old.

But it has strong penetration and a long breath, and belongs to the kind of person who God is giving food to eat.

The twelve singers, besides him and Li Keqin, are the only little witches left in the end, which shows that their strength cannot be underestimated.

"Welcome to the Masked Singer King, I am the host Wang Han..."

On stage, Wang Han announced the rules of the competition according to convention. This round is three to two, which is a bit different from the previous two rounds. The three singers draw lots to decide the order of going on stage, and each person has to sing a song.

In the end, five thousand viewers voted for the three, who had the least votes, and the remaining two advanced to two and entered the first place, competing for the King of Singers.

Yuan Hua was lucky, so he got the third place to play, sat on the sofa, and quietly waited for the game to start.

The first one to go on stage was Bai Prism, Li Keqin. I guess he knew that the audience guessed his identity, but he couldn't hide it. In this game, he sang his representative work, Yueban Serenade.

"Still leaning on the insomnia night to look at the stars in the sky"

"I still hear the violin teasing and teasing again"

"Why is there only a crescent moon left in my sky?"

...

Otherwise, he is a singer with zero flaws, Li Keqin's strength is beyond words. In Xiangjiang, he is recognized as the fifth king of heaven, and his singing skills are not inferior to other people.

In the 1990s, a king released an album, and the other few were going to be released soon. At that time, Li Keqin dared to post songs while the king posted a song.

Unfortunately, my face is not good, so I can't follow the idol route. If the song, film and television develop in three ways, my achievements may not be worse than those of the gods.

Now he has won numerous awards in the serenade that year. A song has become popular for so many years and its reputation is self-evident.

I took it out today and it can almost be said to be a sweep in any competition occasion.

From the audience's reaction, it can be seen that this will be singed and the competition will be sung into a concert.

Jing Tian, ​​who was very close to the stage, was not out of the box, and was so excited that she sang with her beat.

"But my heart is still possessed by her every minute."

"She still doesn't speak like this Yue'er."

Gu Yan

"The violin solo plays the bright moon halfway down to the late autumn..."

After the song was finished, Li Keqin put his hands in front of him and bowed. After four or five seconds, he got up, waved his hand, and turned around and stepped down.

The second little witch who went on stage was under great pressure. She could feel the warmth left by Li Keqin when she stood on the stage.

The audience has not yet walked out of the serenade of the moon.

In the audience, the director told her whether she would stop and sing again later. The little witch shook her head and said she could start at any time.
To be continued...