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Chapter 335 Is it actually in English?(1/2)

More than two hours later, Wang Aiye landed in Yuncheng.

This is Wang Aiye’s first time coming to Yuncheng!

Compared to Kyoto,

The skyscrapers here seem to be relatively mediocre, and the tall buildings that were seen everywhere in the past seem to be relatively rare in Yuncheng.

Living in such a city will make you feel comfortable.

at least,

There will be no feeling of life anxiety in big cities.

After some bumpyness,

Wang Aiye stayed in a hotel near Xingyu Entertainment Branch.

The fact that Chen Ming is a Xingyu Entertainment artist has basically spread throughout the circle. It’s a pity that many companies are not willing to sign Chen Ming at the beginning.

What did Chen Ming do this year?

There is no need to say that the latest singles are often released. Chen Ming was born as a singing artist from the beginning, and writing and posting songs has become Chen Ming's habit.

At the celebration at the end of last year, Chen Ming won three awards alone.

"Blue and White Porcelain" released last month dominated the top three on major music platforms.

In addition to writing songs,

Chen Ming also involved in film and television works.

Last year's "The Tuner", this year's "The Old Nine Gate" and "Manslaughter" both show Chen Ming's talent in acting.

Xingyu Entertainment has found a treasure!

pity!

I was still unwilling to bear it at the beginning.

If one of them is willing to provide a B-level contract to Chen Ming, then Chen Ming will most likely not join Xingyu Entertainment.

At that time,

All Chen Ming thought about was signing a good contract.

As for which company it is, it doesn't matter to Chen Ming.

Wang Aiye, who settled down in the hotel, then remembered that his phone was still in the airplane mode.

After being transferred back to normal mode, dozens of unreceived calls will be released immediately.

The number is very strange.

Wang Aiye tried to call back, and the phone was immediately answered.

"Is it Wang Aiye, Director Wang?"

Pang Cheng's voice appeared on the phone, and there was still a bit of anger that could not be concealed.

Wang Aiye has such a big life, no one has ever gotten angry with him yet.

Thinking of this,

Wang Aiye hanged up with a bang.

Even if the person on the other side asked him for something, he would hang up the phone directly without any hesitation.

This is Wang Aiye's character.

From his keenness on filming unpopular movies and low-cost investment, we can see that he is a very unique and unique person.

Simply put,

Wang Aiye doesn't stand anyone.

Anyway, he is a director and screenwriter in the film and television circle and rarely asks for help. Since that's the case, he doesn't need to see too many people's faces.

On the other side.

Pang Cheng's face became darker.

He really wants to swear!

He called from the morning to the afternoon, and finally got it connected, but the other party hung up without saying a word.

After holding back his breath, Pang Cheng hit him again.

this time,

A familiar voice appeared on his phone again.

"Sorry, the phone number you made cannot be connected for the time being, please dial later."

Obviously,

This time, he was pulled on the blacklist.

"Damn you, Immortal!!!"

When Pang Cheng threw his cell phone, his lungs were so angry that he floated up and down like a blower, and his face was red with anger, looking like he gritted his teeth.

.........

A week later, the ordinary competition of "Singing Singing" began.

Song Meng's voluntary withdrawal made many viewers scream disappointed!

Seven contestants.

There is only one girl, Song Meng.

Song Meng withdrew from the competition, and only a few big men were left, and her desire to watch the show suddenly decreased a lot.

The only person who supports them and still insists on watching the show is Chen Ming.

"Brother Chen, what song did you prepare today?"

"It's a pity that there is no theme limit for this show today, so Brother Chen can sing any song."

"Today ends, does it mean that the King of Singers' Competition is about to begin?"

"It depends on whether the eliminated players want to play in the hall?"

According to the schedule, if the eliminated player chooses to play, there will be a limited theme regular match for the next round.

If you give up the qualification to kick the club, there will be only three contestants left, and then the King of Singers Competition will begin!

All the audience is looking forward to it.

The program has not officially started yet, but the live broadcast room online has begun to frantically browse barrage.

Many people said: I have prepared tissues!

bring it on!!

Brother Chen!!

Don't pity my tears!!

When it comes to doing things, it has to be netizens.

lounge.

Chen Ming and Zhou Yike walked together and chatted. After Song Meng left, the lounge became more and more deserted.

Now, only Chen Ming and Zhou Yike have two veteran artists left.

While chatting, Chen Ming suddenly remembered the topic he had talked to Gu Wenzhi before. Gu Wenzhi wanted to work with Chen Ming to write a Cantonese song about his mother.

There are people who speak Cantonese in the south of Nanzhou.

So are there people who speak special dialects in Xizhou?

Thinking of this, Chen Ming asked curiously: "Zhou Yike, have you heard people over there speak local dialects in the past few years when you went to Xizhou?"

Hearing the words,

Zhou Yike thought about it carefully and said uncertainly: "It seems there is, but I'm not sure if it's the dialect in Xizhou. Xizhou and Nanzhou have a good relationship and have frequent trade exchanges with each other. So when you go to Xizhou, the people you meet on the street may not necessarily be locals in Xizhou."

Chen Ming didn't care whether he was a local or not, he was concerned about dialect.

"How do they say their dialect?"

Chen Ming asked.

This made Zhou Yike stump.

Zhou Yike held it in for a long time and said uncertainly: "Hello?"

"It should be your intention."

That's probably what I said...

Too long!
To be continued...
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