"So many companies," Gan Yanyu murmured.
Lin Tian leaned out of the window to look and noticed that the car was driving on a wide avenue, lined with towering buildings belonging to various talent agencies.
Star Shining dia, Huacai Records, Lingdong Star, Jiayin Records... At a glance, even soone like Lin Tian, who was completely uninterested in the entertainnt industry, recognized so of the nas.
It seed that the title of ’internet celebrity city’ was not given to Qingzhou City for nothing; the entertainnt industry was indeed very developed here.
"Lin Tian, look at that..."
Gan Yanyu shook Lin Tian’s hand and pointed out the window.
Lin Tian followed the direction the girl was pointing.
On a towering building, the letters "SYC" stood out conspicuously.
"Oh, this company is also here."
In the early days, it was by chance that Lin Tian had t Zhong Weian, a kind-hearted uncle from this company, who lent him so decent equipnt for video shooting when he was still a high school student.
To so extent, this uncle had shown Lin Tian so benevolence.
After Gan Yanyu had splurged a hundred thousand yuan from her parents, Lin Tian upgraded all his equipnt and returned the original equipnt to the uncle.
As a token of appreciation, Lin Tian had also treated the uncle to a al when returning the equipnt.
He had considered offering so money as rental fees, but given the uncle wasn’t short of money and mixing money into the transaction would alter the flavor of their ntor-pupil story, Lin Tian decided against it.
"Wait, Teacher Lin Tian, have you had contact with this company?" He Zhichen asked, hearing the reflective tone in Lin Tian’s voice.
"Yeah, their music director once lent us equipnt."
"Zhong Weian, huh!"
As soone involved in big data, He Zhichen promptly nad the uncle.
Lin Tian asked, "You know him?"
"Anyone involved in this business in Qingzhou would know him. He’s the music director of SYC. He started as a professional agent, and many well-known music artists from SYC ca from him. Four years ago, he was promoted to music director of SYC—a truly remarkable figure."
"I see."
"How did Teacher Lin Tian get to know him?"
"I t him while working at a restaurant; he asked if I wanted to consider becoming a professional musician. Back then, I hadn’t even started on Douyin and had no such thoughts."
"Right, turning him down was the correct choice."
"Why do you say that?"
Lin Tian was interested; he wanted to know how He Zhichen, as a competitor, would evaluate SYC.
"Haha, what else can I say about this? It’s nothing but the classic tactics used by big companies like SYC. They sign a bunch of promising newcors all at once, and then only one or two get fa, while the rest either get shelved or live tragically, and so on. Anyway, such things are no secret to the public," He Zhichen laughed.
"I see."
Lin Tian was sowhat surprised that He Zhichen could speak so candidly.
Indeed, at that ti, Lin Tian had not yet released any work and had not built any popularity. He could only be described as "talented but with no tangible capital." If he had chosen to sign with them at that point, it was highly likely that he would have been undersold.
He might not have been reduced to the tragic state ntioned in tales, but most likely, he would have beco just another one to be exploited.
"What about your company?" Lin Tian asked.
He Zhichen was criticizing SYC, but as a music agency themselves, was Le Yun any different?
"Such things are unavoidable in this industry. It’s really all about mutual consent, it’s just about who handles it more gracefully. However, I must say that, in this respect, Le Yun does indeed handle things with more grace than most companies."
At this point, He Zhichen’s voice beca serious:
"In fact, I don’t like talking about these things. Capital is profit-driven, but rather than talking about cold numbers, I prefer to talk about—dreams."
As He Zhichen’s voice faded away,
Lin Tian felt the car shake.
The car passed over a speed bump and entered through a large gate emblazoned with "Le Yun Entertainnt Company."
Upon entering the gates, an old-fashioned high-rise ca into view.
The car stopped, and everyone got out.
Lin Tian turned his head and for the first ti noticed, outside the gate, so young heads were shaking and stirring restlessly, as if watching sothing.
Similar scenes could be seen on the way here, in front of many talent agencies’ doors, usually crowded by middle to high school kids.
"They’re here to chase stars," He Zhichen stated frankly.
For the fans, just catching a glimpse of their favorite star is enough to satisfy them for a long ti.
On weekends and holidays, these agencies’ gates would often gather such people who might wait all day without the chance of seeing their idol, but still feel it’s a aningful thing to do; even in the process of waiting, they gain substantial emotional value.
Sotis, Lin Tian is quite envious of these fans.
For they only have to set their sights on one idol, and they can easily draw the emotional sustenance they need from them. A single sighting can keep them happy for several days.
In comparison, a regular person might need to win a whole day of gas or save up for months to buy sothing they want, to possibly gain the sa emotional value.
At this mont, the young crowd outside the gate, seeing Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu get out of the car, were surprised by the fresh faces and started whispering to each other.
From their looks, they seed like so popular new artists, but they had no impression of them.
Although unsure, holding the possibility that they could be so big stars, many still took out their phones and started snapping photos from a distance, worried about missing any potential opportunity.
Lin Tian naturally stepped behind Gan Yanyu and turned his back.
"Let’s go," He Zhichen said.
The three entered the building and in the lobby on the first floor, a lady with her hair tied up and looking efficient hurried out to et them.
"Hello!"
The lady greeted.
"Chen, these two..."
She paused upon seeing Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu, her expression one of confusion and uncertainty.
"Teacher Lin Tian and Teacher Gan Yanyu—from Douyin’s ’Moonlight and Cat.’"
He Zhichen introduced them.
"They are Moonlight and Cat in person?!"
The lady’s eyes widened in surprise, staring at the two in disbelief,
"So young...!"
"Let introduce you, this is our company’s Deputy General Manager, Mr. Pu Yidan," He Zhichen said.
"Hello, Mr. Pu."
Gan Yanyu nodded politely.
"So well-mannered."
Pu Yidan looked at them with an indulgent, aunty-like gaze, with a slight Sichuan accent.
"Nicer" in Sichuan dialect is the highest praise for cuteness, encapsulating a recognition of attractiveness.
When He Zhichen told her that he would bring Moonlight and Cat over today, it quite shocked Pu Yidan.
As the current music sensations, supposedly no one had seen their real faces, and to et them, Pu Yidan made thorough preparations hoping to leave a good impression in front of the two teachers.
But the mont she saw them, Pu Yidan still felt she hadn’t prepared enough.
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