"Can we really do it?" He Jiu asked with a flickering look.

He was asking Feng Lin and himself.

"It depends on you, Teacher He." Feng Lin smiled.

"I'm very stressed." He Jiu said as he was stressed, but his eyes were shining.

"Oh, you two, after you have finished talking about the crosstalk, let's discuss what to do. A lot of age will get overwhelmed by this kid? Although this kid is very attractive, you have to do it." Zhao Rongchang cursed, but the gleam in his eyes showed that he also had an idea in his heart.

Whether it is He Jiu or Zhao Rongchang, they have been in the circle for more than 20 years. Not only has they made enough money, but they have also made a lot of money. Although they still like money, they are not as eager as they were when they were young. What they hope more is to leave something in people's hearts.

This is how people are. When they have no money, they want to make money and have a wealth of material life. They want to play with something high-level and pursue spiritual things.

This is actually how many directors in their previous lives were. After they became famous, they began their own artistic pursuits and wanted to leave a classic that passed down from generation to generation, so they added a lot of their own private goods to their works. As a result, of course, most of them failed.

Although they are not film directors, as leaders in the industry, He Jiu and Zhao Rongchang also have their own pursuits. If they can leave behind a variety show like a classic, it will undoubtedly be irresistible to them.

"I think we can try it." After He Jiu said that, he looked at Feng Lin, "Feng Lin, I don't think you should join our permanent guest team. I think you are very suitable for our program?"

Zhao Rongchang patted his thigh and said loudly: "Heroes have similar views, and I feel the same way. Lao He, you don't know, I have always suspected that the prototype of the creative "Year" comes from himself. Look, what is playing the piano, singing, drinking tea and chatting, going up the mountain to pick mushrooms, and going into the water to take fish and shrimp, isn't it his own daily life? After all, he lives the life we ​​yearn for the most."

He Jiu thought for a while and it seemed that it was true. He pointed at Feng Lin and smiled and said, "Are you connoting us? Are you mocking our big and small stars in the entertainment industry who don't understand the real life?"

Feng Lin shook his head quickly, "I won't take the blame."

He Jiu smiled and shook his head and said, "Actually, what you said is right. We really don't understand life. Why are we busy? In the end, we still have three meals and one night. What's the use of making so much money? It's not as comfortable as you live in, and it's not as good as you. Look, I can't even drink this tea."

"Hey hey, I'm right, I didn't say anything, okay, it's all made up by you and Fat Zhao. Are you sure I'm sure I'm amateur who has no fame at all to serve as a permanent guest? Don't be responsible for the show after it starts broadcasting."

Feng Lin felt that if they let them figure it out, he would probably be beaten and decisively change the topic. Don’t look at them smiling now, who knows what they think, just like that fat man Zhao Rongchang, who is so happy all day long, but secretly wants to defeat himself in the Taoist heart at all times.

"You are not famous, but you are talented. As long as you show your talents in the show, you will definitely attract the likes of some viewers. Besides, the show has Teacher He and other guests, and they are the basic market. If you perform well, you can raise the upper limit of the program. Even if you are not popular, the basic market will not be affected." Speaking of the show, Zhao Rongchang spoke up, and he had long considered these issues.

Feng Lin was a little depressed and thought he was highly expected. Who knew he was just a dispensable little transparent person.

He Jiu repeatedly heard Zhao Rongchang say that Feng Lin was talented, which aroused his interest.

"What will Feng Lin do to show me?"

"Does farming, making tea, and cooking count?"

"This..." He Jiu didn't know how to answer.

Speaking of which, these are definitely talented people. Who dares to say that farming, tea ceremony and cooking are not talented people, but it is obviously not the same as the talents he imagines. He is in the entertainment industry, so when it comes to talent, he thinks more about music, painting, poetry and other things.

Zhao Rongchang laughed, "He is teasing you. This kid is amazing. Not only does he sing well, he can also write lyrics and composing music, and seems to be able to write poetry. Did you write the poem I heard last time? But this kid is also a weird person, and he has hidden all the good things, and he has not published them."

Feng Lin smiled and said, "I wrote it nonsense."

It’s better to have a supporting role. No wonder those young men and talents would follow each other before. How can they introduce their own talents be more convincing than others’ introductions to your talents, and it won’t seem embarrassing.

After Zhao Rongchang's hand in hand, the image of an elegant man was established.

"Hey, I'm still hiding it. What kind of works are there? Take it out to open my eyes with my brother." He Jiu's interest was completely aroused by Zhao Rongchang.

"I just posted a song on the Huayin Music Platform last week, "Lonely Sands Cold". You can search it." Feng Lin was not hiding it. He didn't mind letting more people hear the music, but he just didn't get used to seeing people and just said it.

The Huayin APP He Jiu's mobile phone is installed on it, and he can do it as soon as he says it. When he picks up his phone, he searches for "Lonely Sand Clothes".

Click to play, and a low and affectionate voice came from the phone.

He Jiu was playing the rhythm on the table while listening, and the song was finished quickly.

"It sounds so good, the song is well written, and Feng Lin sings well." As he said that, he clicked on the download on the APP and forwarded the song link to his own microwave.

The caption is "I just heard a very good song, share it with everyone."

Feng Lin didn't know that He Jiu had forwarded his song, but he was very happy with He Jiu's praise.

He Jiu also released an album in his early years and is considered half a singer. Although his singing skills are not very good, his appreciation ability is first-class.

"New Song?" Zhao Rongchang looked at Feng Lin strangely.

"Um."

"It's not as good as "The Hill"." When Zhao Rongchang came to take a tea, he heard Feng Lin sing "The Hill" once, and it suddenly sang it into his heart.

Although the melody of "Lonely Sands" is also good, in his opinion, it is just like that, a typical commercial music.

"This song is more popular." Feng Lin said angrily.

Zhao Rongchang looked at Feng Lin with a strange expression. What did he say just now? This song is more popular?

"What do you think? I don't have to eat. Didn't you hurt me when I posted a song?" Feng Lin said angrily.

"Hey hey, don't talk nonsense, what does it have to do with me when you post a song?"

"Fatty, if you didn't say that the thorny weeds affected the appearance, I would think it was ugly? I didn't think it was ugly, I would beat it and shovel it? I didn't want to shovel it and then plant other things, I would be short of money? I don't want to send a song?" Feng Lin caught Fatty Zhao and was squirting it.

After spraying, I felt comfortable.
Chapter completed!