"Release a record?"
Lin Tian pondered for a while.
In fact, his initial plan was to start working on this right after the art college entrance examination.
Because Lin Tian had just finished the arts exam at that ti, and with the national college entrance exam still half a year away, he was almost free from academic pressure. Apart from competing with Gan Yanyu, he could fully devote himself to earning money, which indeed seed like the perfect ti to take the next step.
Lin Tian turned to look at Gan Yanyu, hoping to get so feedback from Mr. Gan.
However, Gan Yanyu was just staring blankly at him.
She said:
"I have no objections."
"Eh?"
"This is your aspiration, Lin Tian, so just go ahead with your arrangents. Whatever you need to do, I’ll try my best to support you."
Gan Yanyu said earnestly.
"..."
Yes.
Lin Tian smiled relievedly.
On that night, the mont Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu beca partners, they made a promise: Lin Tian would help Gan Yanyu pursue her competition dreams, and Gan Yanyu would assist Lin Tian in shooting videos.
Helping each other achieve their dreams was their initial goal.
In fact, whether it was filming Douyin or releasing a record, these things, including the fa and fortune that ca with them, didn’t matter to Gan Yanyu. Her focus had always been solely on playing the cello well and winning every competition.
For Lin Tian’s dream—that’s why Gan Yanyu would cooperate with Lin Tian and take every video shoot seriously.
Now regarding the release of the record, all the related matters didn’t matter to Gan Yanyu.
As long as this was "Lin Tian’s dream," she would cooperate fully.
So, was this Lin Tian’s dream?
...
For a long ti, Lin Tian’s dream was to stand out by any ans necessary, even by becoming the Foot Washing King, with music being just one of the ways.
But now, things were different.
Gradually, he realized that music could truly change many people’s lives.
Gan Yanyu’s dream was no longer just her own. Lin Tian had wholeheartedly taken on the challenge of competing in world music competitions as his focus.
Similarly.
Although Gan Yanyu said, "As long as this is your dream, Lin Tian, I will try my best to support you," in reality, the effort she put in had already gone beyond the level of "helping" and had beco a part of her own dreams.
Such words were rely giving herself a reason to trust Lin Tian unconditionally.
"If releasing the record could let more people hear our music, I think we can give it a try..."
After a mont of reflection, Lin Tian said seriously.
This was the best consensus Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu had reached on music after their ideals converged.
"..."
Hearing this, He Zhichen nodded slightly and quietly adjusted his glasses.
"Teacher Lin Tian, you don’t have to answer so quickly. Releasing a record is not an easy task; it’s not as simple as filming a short Douyin video, recording a piece of music, uploading it, and then sitting back to reap the rewards. Moreover, choosing a good music agency to handle these matters is also very important..."
Then, He Zhichen stood up and politely smiled at the two,
"So before that, to get a deeper understanding of the work of professional musicians, I would like to formally invite both teachers to visit my company—Le Yun."
"..."
"Alright."
Lin Tian agreed, "When?"
"If possible, tomorrow. I have a eting this afternoon. I’ll drive to your doorstep early tomorrow morning to pick up both teachers."
...
...
The following day.
After tidying up his attire simply, Lin Tian left the house.
After all, it was his first visit to a music agency; there might be a chance of encountering a celebrity or sothing... Hence, managing one’s outward appearance was very important.
Lin Tian deliberately combed his hair into a side parting and changed into a clean white long-sleeved shirt.
Gan Yanyu’s outfit was comparatively much simpler, with her long black hair flowing loose and a black off-the-shoulder dress.
Actually, girls who can let their hair down every day when they step out are quite enviable.
Because that indicates she really is washing her hair every day, which, for the group of girls who find hair-washing a big hassle, is quite an impressive feat of willpower.
It’s like if you hear about a buddy who bathes only once a month, you’re probably going to want to tell him — you’re this (thumbs up).
Those who often go on dates with girls know that if a long-haired girl has washed her hair, she wouldn’t want to tie it up; letting it cascade over her shoulders is, to a certain degree, a form of confidence.
This can also be a test of how much a girl cares about you. If a girl doesn’t bother to wash her hair when going out with you, it’s highly likely she doesn’t care much about the image she presents to you, especially if the two of you have just t and are about to enter the flirtatious stage of a relationship — chances are it’s already a lost cause.
These tidbits of knowledge were what Lin Tian learned in his past life as a high schooler, from a female friend.
"....."
At the entrance of the residential area, Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu waited for He Zhichen’s car, a black rcedes E300.
It seed Gao Zhenyang hadn’t exaggerated; He Zhichen really did have so capabilities to be able to drive such a car — he was basically at the ceiling level among all working-class people.
"How long will it take to get to your company from here?"
As the car traveled down the road, Lin Tian asked.
"About half an hour."
"That’s not too bad."
A half-hour drive, in a first-tier big city like Qingzhou, counts as a close distance.
Thinking of He Zhichen’s financially comfortable appearance as a professional music broker, Lin Tian rembered he hadn’t yet taken a good look into He Zhichen’s work and continued to ask:
"Do you have many artists under your charge at the company?"
"Not too many, three."
"Are all three musicians?"
"No, one’s a pianist, one’s a singer, and there’s an actor."
"That diverse?"
Lin Tian was a bit surprised.
This wasn’t just a comnt on He Zhichen’s ability as a broker to handle three completely different professions; it also reflected curiosity about the breadth of services his agency, Le Yun, offered.
An agent like He Zhichen would need to be well-versed in the ins and outs of each field and know how to communicate effectively with artists — just the thought of it seed like an arduous task, which justified why He Zhichen deserved to earn that money...
"Actually, there are differences in the business, but they’re not too big."
While driving, He Zhichen revealed a rare affable smile,
"I think, the job of an agent is more like that of a patriarch. Apart from arranging so work details, what’s more important is caring for the artists’ life states, providing psychological guidance when they are confused or anxious, offering emotional support when they are sad, giving them encouragent and motivation... and ultimately watching them step by step onto the stage of their dreams. I feel that the sense of achievent from this is incomparable to any other job."
"....."
Lin Tian didn’t expect that He Zhichen, who tended to execute his job through various cold-hearted data, actually viewed his work in such a light.
In a short while, with the car window rolling down.
He Zhichen’s voice ca through again:
"We’re about to arrive."
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