Chapter 475: Chapter 347
Wu Mu laughed heartily, “Then why don’t you just walk away and let him see how amazing our top-tier actress is.”
Sun Yueqing huffed, “Yesterday, he told that the props weren’t ready and my scenes would be delayed again. I really wanted to walk away and see what he would do then!”
But after venting, she sighed helplessly, “Still afraid of being labeled as a diva, it could ruin my reputation… Sotis I really wish I could be as free as you.”
Wu Mu put his phone aside and got up to grab so water from the table, “Then be a bit freer. There’s nothing wrong with being free.”
Sun Yueqing glanced at him, noting he was indeed dressed, “If I could ss around like you without affecting my comrcial value, I wouldn’t be afraid at all. If I beco too free and get no roles, what would I do then?”
“Then co to , I’ll invest in you.”
Staring at the phone screen with just a voice and no image, Sun Yueqing was montarily stunned.
Wu Mu returned with a water cup, drinking without a care, “I’ll back you up.”
Amu…
Sun Yueqing’s lips tightened.
Wu Mu laughed, “I’ll take a big cut from you and make you work for .”
Sun Yueqing’s grip on her phone tightened slightly, and her other hand clenched into a fist, “You bastard, I was just touched a mont ago!”
Wu Mu laughed heartily for several monts before stopping and then looked seriously at Sun Yueqing on the video, saying, “Co to if you need anything.”
Sun Yueqing pursed her lips, “At least you have a conscience.”
She didn’t talk about this topic anymore but instead adopted a sowhat gossiping expression, “Hey, what’s the deal between you and Mo Mo? Why did she have that expression on the previous show?”
Wu Mu certainly wouldn’t…
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(Two hours of edits)
But just before he arrived at the hotel, he unexpectedly spotted a familiar face by the roadside.
Hey, why is she here?
Wu Mu looked curiously at the figure standing at the entrance of a restaurant ahead.
It was Su ng, whom he had t in the first episode of Star Agency a long ti ago.
At this mont, she was standing next to a red Ferrari, looking angry, arguing with soone inside the car.
Wu Mu couldn’t see the person inside the Ferrari, but that person evidently had a temper too, because after a few exchanges, they just drove off, leaving Su ng standing there, furrowing her brows at the departing vehicle.
Wu Mu chuckled as he drove over, rolled down his window, and greeted amusedly, “Hey, Su ng! Long ti no see.”
Su ng turned to look at him, seemingly stunned.
This was their second face-to-face encounter in real life.
But Su ng seed to follow his updates closely, as Wu Mu often received feedback from her on his new songs via WeChat.
Not much conversation, just simple comnts saying how nice the songs were.
Well, whether she’s a hater or a fan, she at least contributed to the viewership.
Wu Mu smiled, “Your driver took off? Want to give you a ride?”
Su ng hesitated slightly, “Let inform my folks.”
“Aunt Qing, you don’t need to co, my friend will drive back, alright, I understand.”
After finishing the call, Su ng opened Wu Mu’s passenger-side door and got in.
After clarifying the destination, Wu Mu asked curiously, “Aren’t you from Shen City? Why are you here?”
Su ng shook her head, “I’m from Shen City, but my family also has a house here in Beijing.”
She paused for a mont, then smiled rarely, “We were just at the venue. My friends wanted to cover their ears during your first song.”
Wu Mu laughed heartily, “That has nothing to do with ; my singing was fine.”
Wu Mu and Su ng chatted idly as he soon dropped her off at her place, a large courtyard house in Upper City District, not far from the Forbidden City.
Hmm, confird, another privileged kid.
Wu Mu was quite surprised; although it was clear from her daily behavior that Su ng’s family was wealthy.
But he didn’t expect them to be this rich.
Just this courtyard house alone was probably worth…
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When Wu Mu was preparing for his second appearance, the broadcast of the Six-Seven Gala, delayed by half an hour, finally started.
In Zhang Li’s small apartnt, Zhang Li and Han Yan were already waiting in front of the computer screen.
Originally, they had no interest in the Six-Seven Gala, preferring to watch either the bigger and more star-studded CCTV Six-Seven or the more entertaining and youth-centric Sha City Six-Seven.
Beijing TV Station’s dium-scale gala didn’t really pique their interest at all.
However, it was different if Wu Mu was performing.
As “haters” of Wu Mu, how could they miss such a show, especially with the drama involved?
Han Yan had the comntaries open; as soon as the gala refreshed, nurous resisting Wu Mu comnts flooded in.
Han Yan laughed heartily, “Haha, they really haven’t given up. Despite Beijing TV Station’s obvious plan to protect him, they still co here to boost the show’s viewership.”
Zhang Li also laughed, “After all, once it started, they couldn’t end it half-heartedly.”
Yes, most casual viewers wouldn’t continuously follow this matter, but Xiao Yi’s fans and Wu Mu’s haters, once they started, wouldn’t stop halfway.
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Xiao Yi stood under the grey holand mountains, singing with visible emotion:
“In that year, we were the sa age, so young like a budding song.”
“But to create that dreamland, you turned and stepped into the storm.”
Hmm?
Du Xingguo instinctively glanced at his granddaughter.
Just this?
Even though he’s not a professional, he could tell this perforr couldn’t compare to the previous artist, despite the auto-tuning, the pitch and sound were alright, but the voice felt hollow and lacked Infectiousness.
What’s so amazing about this?
Hu Qing also didn’t understand how it was impressive.
Xu Zhichun continued with the second verse:
“I saw millions of lovely you, rushing towards the smoke without looking back.”
“Many youthful shadows vanished into the night, bringing the dawn.”
Du Xingguo completely lost interest, shaking his head, “I really can’t appreciate your youngsters’ stuff.”
Hu Qing was also amused, “Qingyue, this isn’t your usual standard.”
Lin Qingyue, after all, was an award-winning director. How did her taste deteriorate so much?
The song sounded good, but no matter how great the song, if sung by a technically lacking perforr, it wouldn’t deliver.
No Infectiousness in the singing, couldn’t imrse into the lyrics, no matter how good the lody, it would just sound flat. Even with auto-tuning, the effect seed ordinary to them.
But just when they thought the song had no surprises.
A gentle male voice started.
“I gaze at the stars you’ve seen.”
“Crossing centuries to reunite.”
“The smile before you turned away.”
“I understand it all.”
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He instinctively looked at the deputy director of the show.
The deputy director shrugged innocently, “We didn’t hire actors; that’s just how he was.”
Seriously?
Xiong Guanglin looked doubtful; if it were a 300-pound guy throwing soone around, he wouldn’t be surprised. But a slender-looking pretty boy managing to do that?
On the show, a few schoolyard bullies were already pulled away.
Wu Mu rarely showed a gloomy face as he stared at them, “Where are you from?”
The bullies seed shocked by Wu Mu’s actions, exchanged glances, hesitated, then scrambled up and ran off.
Wu Mu didn’t chase after them but spoke to the cara, “Hand the video over to the police later.”
He helped the student on the ground, but upon seeing who it was, he was shocked.
Xiong Guanglin was also shocked.
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