Chapter 15 "The other party is typing."
hang up the phone.
Li Jinglin frowned slightly.
What Shen Tuan said made Li Jinglin think a lot.
The Music Research Institute is actually not very involved in the music industry.
It's not so much a music department as it is a science department.
Those who have close contact with the Music Research Institute are probably some cultural relics departments, historical departments, and even some archaeological departments, etc.
If it is to purify the research in the direction of music. It's probably something like "Can the culture continue after breaking the link of mother tongue" and "Constructing the Chinese Music Theory Discourse System".
Good guy, you want me to play something so big?
Li Jinglin felt inexplicably shaking all over.
Not afraid, but excited.
There is a kind of passion that I especially want to participate in.
"Then after the recording of this episode is completed, let's go to the capital for a trip."
Although Shen Tuan said that he was not in a hurry and would talk about it when he had time, Li Jinglin still wanted to report earlier.
The shock brought by Uranus collided with another shock.
That night, Li Jinglin suffered from insomnia after a long absence.
the next morning.
After checking the time, Li Jinglin got up and left the practice room, ready to leave for the airport.
Woke up in the morning and added Tianwang's account.
very excited.
I typed a long row of words, wanting to get close to them, but I hesitated to delete them, typed them again, and deleted them again.
what. "Guo Tianwang! I like you so much! My dad is also your loyal fan!"
Will this make people mistakenly think that he is saying that he is old?
"Guo Tianwang! I finally have the chance to meet you! I admire you very much!"
Will it make it seem like it's hard to find big thieves? No, neither.
It always feels like it's not a good look.
So, let's not talk about it.
Pretend to be a master without talking.
As everyone knows, Guo Fuchen, who was still on the plane at this time, was also a little numb.
Who knows what happened yesterday! ! I was happily fishing at home when suddenly the boss called.
Ask yourself if you have time and can you help take care of others.
At first, Guo Fuchen didn't quite understand it when he heard that it was singing and dancing.
Good guy, who is staring at me! !
It can't be some young guy with a great background! To be honest, Guo Fuchen really disliked this kind of people.
But the boss's tone was very polite.
The meaning expressed is "Please help me".
Guo Fuchen was not in a hurry to refuse.
Knowing the name of that little fresh meat, Guo Fuchen wanted to see who it was.
Originally, I wanted to ask my friends in the circle to inquire about it, but by accident, I clicked on Baidu Encyclopedia.
Then people are stupid.
"violinist?!"
"This has nothing to do with me at all!!"
"He wants to sing and dance?!"
"Can anything more outrageous than this happen in this world?!"
Guo Fuchen's complexion was very complicated.
From Guo Fuchen's personal perspective, that's probably He is a senior and has a high reputation.
But this junior is too much, his achievements in his field, I was shocked when I saw it.
Normally they might not be compared together. After all, they are in different fields and there is nothing to compare them with.
If we meet each other on a regular basis, maybe he would call himself Tianwang Guo, or Teacher Li or whatever.
Because it is not in the same field, and each has extremely high achievements, my seniority is higher than him, and his achievement is higher than myself, so the inside and outside are equal to the title of the same generation.
However, this time he wanted to ask himself to be a teacher.
Guo Fuchen was somewhat uncomfortable for a while.
Of course, Tianwang's adjustment ability is extremely strong, and he calmed down quickly.
But I still don't know how to start the conversation.
A serious artist who can go out and play singing and dancing? Who is this person?
Even though Guo Fuchen had seen all kinds of people, he still felt a little unsure at this moment.
So, after hesitating all night, I finally agreed to the friend request.
Then, I didn't know what to say.
Just when I wanted to say hello casually, I saw a dialog box showing "The other party is typing."
Just this mark, flashing, flashing, flashing again and again.
Have you been avoiding him all morning?
Guo Fuchen was going crazy.
Brother, what exactly are you going to say, can you say it quickly.
I feel bad for you like this.
Finally, when the plane was about to land, Guo Fuchen received the message.
[Mr. Guo, I am waiting for you at the exit of the private passage in the parking lot. The license plate number is Zhejiang FXXXX]
Guo Fuchen immediately wanted to raise a big question mark.
Why does this person speak so like Didi Taxi?
So serious.
Perhaps, although he is very young, he is also a serious artist after all.
Should I be more serious? So, Guo Fuchen sent a "OK, received, " in the past.
Li Jinglin received Guo Fuchen's reply.
Can't help scratching his head.
Guo Tianwang, who I have seen in variety shows before, should be a very interesting person.
But why do you feel a little cold now? It’s because Guo Tianwang is not good at using emoticons. Or what am I doing wrong?
Could it be possible that it's my fault for poor reception?
No, this trip was very secret. We walked directly out of the private passage to avoid the airport pick-up crowd, and then walked to the underground parking lot.
I parked my car at the exit to greet you. I shouldn't be rude. This is usually how receptions are. Really showing too much enthusiasm, causing the surrounding people to discover Guo Fuchen's true identity, that's what caused trouble.
Li Jinglin scratched his head.
Want to say something.
But after I typed it, I deleted it.
After going back and forth several times, Li Jinglin became irritable.
"Forget it! Let's wait until we meet!!"
On the other side, Guo Fuchen looked at "The other party is typing." and started flashing again.
Brain buzzing.
Don't watch it, I can't control it yet.
I always feel that the other party will send a message in the next second.
Look, this thing keeps flashing, but it just can't hold back half a fart.
It dodged for a long time, then suddenly stopped, but there was no news.
This phone seems to be broken "."
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At the same time, the two different people scratched their heads helplessly.
Fortunately, the plane arrived soon.
Guo Fuchen and his assistant walked out of the passage.
After exiting the passage, I saw the car mentioned in the message.
After confirmation, several people came to the car.
The assistant opened the door and Guo Fuchen got in.
To be honest, Li Jinglin was a little nervous.
In fact, even meeting some senior leaders and top masters would not be like this.
star?Li Jinglin doesn't have much feelings for celebrities anymore.
But the person sitting in the car was different.
This is the idol that my parents have always liked, and I have grown up hearing his name since I was a child.
And Guo Fuchen was actually a little nervous.
It's not because of Li Jinglin's identity, but because of the "typing" that kept flashing before
"Ahem! Mr. Li, right?"
"Ah, don't, Mr. Guo, just call me Xiao Li."
".Then don't call me Mr. Guo, call me Brother Chen! How about I call you A Lin?"
".All right, Brother Chen."
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Chat a few words.
Began to fall into an eerie silence.
The drivers drive very carefully.
Guo Fuchen's assistant watched the weird atmosphere, quickly took out water from the bag, and handed it to the two of them.
"Drink some water."
Guo Fuchen's manager took the water and handed it to the two of them with a smile.
Seeing that Li Jinglin was a little silent, Guo Fuchen bit the bullet and began to smooth things over.
"A Lin, can you play mahjong? Wait for two laps?"
Hearing this, Li Jinglin was stunned.
Does the King of Heaven like hunting?
What is this hobby? "Then we are not happy!"
Li Jinglin was a little serious and shook his head, very seriously.
"Hitting mahjong is against the law!!"
"what?!"
Guo Fuchen was dumbfounded.
Why is mahjong still breaking the law? ! "No, I'm talking about playing mahjong!!"
I scratched my head, because "the other party is typing." It's too emotional.
Guo Fuchen forgot one thing at this time.
Cantonese is used to misunderstanding when facing northerners.
"It's playing mahjong, playing mahjong!"
The assistant quickly explained with a smile.
The agent also quickly smoothed things over and said to Guo Fuchen half-jokingly.
"Chenchen! It's time to brush up on Mandarin!"
"Who said it? My Mandarin is much better than Zhang Jiahui!"
"what"
Guo Fuchen and Li Jinglin looked at each other, wide-eyed.
"Hahahahaha!!"
I don't know where the joke came from.
Maybe it's just to cover up the embarrassment.
The movements of the two were surprisingly consistent, and they both suddenly burst out laughing.
Don't tell me, with this smile, the two really relaxed.
We shook hands and started chatting.
It might be a little unnatural at first.
But soon, after getting acquainted, they really chatted about everything.
Guo Fuchen was very talkative and humorous, and the previous nervousness disappeared.
Then we talked about singing and dancing.
"I'm a little curious."
Guo Fuchen considered it for a while, then asked.
"Why do you suddenly want to go singing and dancing?"
"Ha, actually there are many reasons."
Li Jinglin smiled heartily.
"The reason why I want to join the entertainment and idol circles is actually to find some underlying logic of pop music."
"Singing and dancing, a more energetic form of entertainment, is more popular among young children."
"And well, if you want to come, then come!"
Guo Fuchen listened with interest and nodded from time to time.
After all, the king of heaven is the king of heaven, and there is something in his belly.
When Li Jinglin said this, Guo Fuchen probably understood.
The music or art industry is really different from other industries.
Because the subjectivity of appreciating art is so strong.
Moreover, with the development of the Internet, there are more and more ways to appreciate art, and the threshold for appreciation is getting lower and lower, so the debate is naturally getting bigger and bigger.
Therefore, if serious art really wants to enter the masses, it must be updated! Pan-entertainment is not good.
But it is definitely good if it can be changed without losing the content and at the same time it can be down to earth.
"By the way, Brother Chen, why don't you take a photo together? By the way, sign your name? My parents have always liked you."
"Haha, there's no problem, Ah Lin, let the two of you have dinner together then."
If you get acquainted with each other, you don't have so many scruples.
The behavior of calling brothers and sisters between the two has become more and more proficient.
Arriving at the venue, I got out of the car.
The two walked into the rehearsal hall arm-in-arm, chatting and laughing.
Huang Jun, Ah Hua, An Zaimin are practicing.
Hearing the voice, he looked back subconsciously.
"Yeah, Brother Lin is back."
Huang Jun waved his hand and smiled.
Taking two steps this way, I suddenly saw the handsome old man next to Li Jinglin clearly.
"Guo!! Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo."
This weird voice made A Hua couldn't help complaining.
"Why are you trying to act like a little girl?"
Subconsciously looked up.
"Guo!! Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo."
Mr. CC came out from the recording studio behind when he heard the sound.
He spoke a little impatiently.
"What are you doing? Why don't you practice well and learn how to crow like a chicken here?"
He raised his head and saw a familiar face.
"Alin is back?"
"Doesn't that mean"
Teacher CC's eyes began to straighten, and gradually shifted sideways, seeing a certain king smiling at him and waving his hand.
Even if he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't hold back the moment he saw the real person.
"Guo!! Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo."
(End of this chapter)