NOVEL SIMPLE My system chooses to create an entertainment empire by itself
Chapter 17
Chapter 17
While Yan Zhi was studying at home, hot searches about Yan Zhi's grades spread on the Internet.
Netizens were shocked.
[It’s okay for Yan Zhi to be a genius in music, since his grades are so good? 】
[This is a top-notch entertainer! 】
[Oh my god, my grades in music are not as good as his. 】
[In the past, those celebrities who had the character of academic master were considered academic masters. This is the academic master. Even if he doesn't go to Xia Yin, he can still do well. 】
July [-]st.
At dawn, the sky was slightly brighter, and Yan Zhi got up early.
Because this day is going to be filming a variety show, and the shooting of the variety show is going to start from Yan Zhi's house.
As for why Yan Zhi got up early, of course it was because he was going to his newly rented house.
The walls of this old school district are all black, and it is almost impossible to see.
At about eight o'clock, the photographer brother knocked on the door.
"Hello, Teacher Yan Zhi"
"Don't call me teacher, I'm not that old."
The photographer brother was interrupted by Yan Zhi before he finished speaking.
"Can I come in for a moment?"
"Wait 5 minutes, I'm not feeling well today."
"."
The photographer is dumbfounded, does your discomfort today have anything to do with your not opening the door now?
Yan Zhi closed the door directly, and shouted to Yu Ping inside: "Hurry up!"
Yu Ping is furiously arranging objects, especially a few musical instruments, which are probably the focus of this shooting.
He is very motivated today, because his boss said for an unprecedented salary increase of 100 yuan.
Not long after, Yu Ping ran over: "Okay, boss."
Yan Zhi nodded. The director said it was only yesterday that he started from home. He found a decent house nearby yesterday, and got up early today to pack his things and move here.
He glanced carefully and found that there was probably no problem, then glanced at Yu Ping again, and said, "Go to the toilet and take a shower to get rid of the sweat."
Yu Ping hurried to get his clothes and rushed into the toilet.
Only then did Yan Zhi open the door, revealing a perfect smile.
"Well, Teacher Yan Zhi, are you comfortable?"
The photographer brother looked in, meaning inexplicable.
"How many times have I told you not to call me teacher, I'm only eighteen!"
Yan Zhi showed displeasure.
"Then what do you say my name is?" The photographer brought the camera in and pointed at Yan Zhi.
"Call me Brother Yan Zhi."
"But I'm almost 40."
"."
Yan Zhi thought hard and still couldn't come up with a good title. He called him nephew or something. He was indeed young, but he was taken advantage of.
Call me sir, this little brother is not a woman, there is no reason to be a wife.
He simply said: "Forget it, you should call me teacher."
"."
The photographer brother didn't bother to pay attention to Yan Zhi's nonsense, and walked into Yan Zhi's bedroom with the camera on his shoulder.
According to the experience of watching variety shows, Yan Zhi knew that he should follow the past, and there would be problems immediately.
Sure enough, the photographer brother entered Yan Zhi's bedroom and asked, "Have you been taking care of it?"
"Yes, I've always been very hygienic."
Yan Zhi glanced at the clean and tidy bedroom, these are all newly bought, absolutely no problem can be seen.
"Then why do the videos you leave online always have scenes like that?"
"What?" Yan Zhi asked puzzled.
"That's it." The photographer brother didn't seem to want to say it bluntly, and pointed at Yan Zhi's hair with his finger.
Yan Zhi had his hair cut last night and got a very popular "tin foil perm".
His eyes flicked upwards, and he remembered washing his hair on purpose this morning.
"No problem." Yan Zhi stared at the photographer after finishing his glance.
"I'm talking about the video you posted online last time." The cameraman felt that he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Oh, that, it's not that I haven't washed my hair, it's that I used a deceptive shampoo."
When defending himself, Yan Zhi said to the camera: "In the future, everyone should never buy that shampoo."
The photographer brother has been waiting for Yan Zhi to say which shampoo, but Yan Zhi just doesn't say.
He went all the way to the room where the musical instruments were placed, and he couldn't help but said: "Mr. Yan Zhi, if you don't tell the audience, how will they know which shampoo you are talking about?"
"Why should I tell them? I'm going to say that someone might try it and buy it. If this fake shampoo company is about to go out of business and it's alive because of it, what do you think I'll be responsible for?" responsibility?"
"."
The photographer brother suddenly felt like this made sense.
The photographer didn't hesitate for long, and took photos of Yan Zhi's musical instrument. These are what the outside world wants to know most.
But after taking too many pictures, the photographer is a little confused, where did he just take the picture?
In Yan Zhi's room, except for the electronic piano that is always used, the rest of the instruments are almost piled up in one piece. I don't know how Yu Ping did it, but they really piled up.
"Mr. Yan Zhi, don't you plan to say a few words?"
"say what?"
"Talk about your musical instruments?" The photographer asked a little uncertainly.
Yan Zhi stared at the pile of musical instruments, how long will this go on?
He suddenly remembered a sentence that someone said in his previous life, and then said this sentence: "I don't think there is anything to say, all I want to say is in the music."
"In the music?" The photographer brother showed a strange look, he really wanted to ask what he wanted to say about the album "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style".
But he still didn't ask.
Take another casual pat, and you're ready to go.
When going out, Yu Ping followed, beside the photographer brother.
They first took a car to the nearest city, and then took a plane to Kyoto, where the variety show's photography base is located.
After getting off the plane, the production team prepared a special vehicle to greet Yan Zhi.
on the car.
"Mr. Yan Zhi, can you say hello to the audience?" This time there was a special questioner next to the cameraman, who was the director's assistant.
The part at home was prepared to be sent out in the form of sideshows, but now it is the feature film recording.
Yan Zhi pointed at the camera and showed a bright smile: "Hello everyone, I am your face value, I believe you all hope that your face value is good enough, so please bless me."
"."
"."
Everyone in the car except Yu Ping was stunned. What is this?
Is there such a greeting?
Yan Zhi didn't care about this, and continued to say to the camera: "This is my first variety show."
After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the photographer brother: "I will take a close-up later, I know you like to make an appearance animation in variety shows. I will pose a pose later, and you all take pictures with your heart."
"Huh? Oh, good."
In fact, they don't seem to plan to make an animation for this show.
Yan Zhi adjusted his clothes, and kept changing his posture for the camera.
The photographer brother changed the mode and took some close-up photos of Yan Zhi.
(End of this chapter)
While Yan Zhi was studying at home, hot searches about Yan Zhi's grades spread on the Internet.
Netizens were shocked.
[It’s okay for Yan Zhi to be a genius in music, since his grades are so good? 】
[This is a top-notch entertainer! 】
[Oh my god, my grades in music are not as good as his. 】
[In the past, those celebrities who had the character of academic master were considered academic masters. This is the academic master. Even if he doesn't go to Xia Yin, he can still do well. 】
July [-]st.
At dawn, the sky was slightly brighter, and Yan Zhi got up early.
Because this day is going to be filming a variety show, and the shooting of the variety show is going to start from Yan Zhi's house.
As for why Yan Zhi got up early, of course it was because he was going to his newly rented house.
The walls of this old school district are all black, and it is almost impossible to see.
At about eight o'clock, the photographer brother knocked on the door.
"Hello, Teacher Yan Zhi"
"Don't call me teacher, I'm not that old."
The photographer brother was interrupted by Yan Zhi before he finished speaking.
"Can I come in for a moment?"
"Wait 5 minutes, I'm not feeling well today."
"."
The photographer is dumbfounded, does your discomfort today have anything to do with your not opening the door now?
Yan Zhi closed the door directly, and shouted to Yu Ping inside: "Hurry up!"
Yu Ping is furiously arranging objects, especially a few musical instruments, which are probably the focus of this shooting.
He is very motivated today, because his boss said for an unprecedented salary increase of 100 yuan.
Not long after, Yu Ping ran over: "Okay, boss."
Yan Zhi nodded. The director said it was only yesterday that he started from home. He found a decent house nearby yesterday, and got up early today to pack his things and move here.
He glanced carefully and found that there was probably no problem, then glanced at Yu Ping again, and said, "Go to the toilet and take a shower to get rid of the sweat."
Yu Ping hurried to get his clothes and rushed into the toilet.
Only then did Yan Zhi open the door, revealing a perfect smile.
"Well, Teacher Yan Zhi, are you comfortable?"
The photographer brother looked in, meaning inexplicable.
"How many times have I told you not to call me teacher, I'm only eighteen!"
Yan Zhi showed displeasure.
"Then what do you say my name is?" The photographer brought the camera in and pointed at Yan Zhi.
"Call me Brother Yan Zhi."
"But I'm almost 40."
"."
Yan Zhi thought hard and still couldn't come up with a good title. He called him nephew or something. He was indeed young, but he was taken advantage of.
Call me sir, this little brother is not a woman, there is no reason to be a wife.
He simply said: "Forget it, you should call me teacher."
"."
The photographer brother didn't bother to pay attention to Yan Zhi's nonsense, and walked into Yan Zhi's bedroom with the camera on his shoulder.
According to the experience of watching variety shows, Yan Zhi knew that he should follow the past, and there would be problems immediately.
Sure enough, the photographer brother entered Yan Zhi's bedroom and asked, "Have you been taking care of it?"
"Yes, I've always been very hygienic."
Yan Zhi glanced at the clean and tidy bedroom, these are all newly bought, absolutely no problem can be seen.
"Then why do the videos you leave online always have scenes like that?"
"What?" Yan Zhi asked puzzled.
"That's it." The photographer brother didn't seem to want to say it bluntly, and pointed at Yan Zhi's hair with his finger.
Yan Zhi had his hair cut last night and got a very popular "tin foil perm".
His eyes flicked upwards, and he remembered washing his hair on purpose this morning.
"No problem." Yan Zhi stared at the photographer after finishing his glance.
"I'm talking about the video you posted online last time." The cameraman felt that he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Oh, that, it's not that I haven't washed my hair, it's that I used a deceptive shampoo."
When defending himself, Yan Zhi said to the camera: "In the future, everyone should never buy that shampoo."
The photographer brother has been waiting for Yan Zhi to say which shampoo, but Yan Zhi just doesn't say.
He went all the way to the room where the musical instruments were placed, and he couldn't help but said: "Mr. Yan Zhi, if you don't tell the audience, how will they know which shampoo you are talking about?"
"Why should I tell them? I'm going to say that someone might try it and buy it. If this fake shampoo company is about to go out of business and it's alive because of it, what do you think I'll be responsible for?" responsibility?"
"."
The photographer brother suddenly felt like this made sense.
The photographer didn't hesitate for long, and took photos of Yan Zhi's musical instrument. These are what the outside world wants to know most.
But after taking too many pictures, the photographer is a little confused, where did he just take the picture?
In Yan Zhi's room, except for the electronic piano that is always used, the rest of the instruments are almost piled up in one piece. I don't know how Yu Ping did it, but they really piled up.
"Mr. Yan Zhi, don't you plan to say a few words?"
"say what?"
"Talk about your musical instruments?" The photographer asked a little uncertainly.
Yan Zhi stared at the pile of musical instruments, how long will this go on?
He suddenly remembered a sentence that someone said in his previous life, and then said this sentence: "I don't think there is anything to say, all I want to say is in the music."
"In the music?" The photographer brother showed a strange look, he really wanted to ask what he wanted to say about the album "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style".
But he still didn't ask.
Take another casual pat, and you're ready to go.
When going out, Yu Ping followed, beside the photographer brother.
They first took a car to the nearest city, and then took a plane to Kyoto, where the variety show's photography base is located.
After getting off the plane, the production team prepared a special vehicle to greet Yan Zhi.
on the car.
"Mr. Yan Zhi, can you say hello to the audience?" This time there was a special questioner next to the cameraman, who was the director's assistant.
The part at home was prepared to be sent out in the form of sideshows, but now it is the feature film recording.
Yan Zhi pointed at the camera and showed a bright smile: "Hello everyone, I am your face value, I believe you all hope that your face value is good enough, so please bless me."
"."
"."
Everyone in the car except Yu Ping was stunned. What is this?
Is there such a greeting?
Yan Zhi didn't care about this, and continued to say to the camera: "This is my first variety show."
After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the photographer brother: "I will take a close-up later, I know you like to make an appearance animation in variety shows. I will pose a pose later, and you all take pictures with your heart."
"Huh? Oh, good."
In fact, they don't seem to plan to make an animation for this show.
Yan Zhi adjusted his clothes, and kept changing his posture for the camera.
The photographer brother changed the mode and took some close-up photos of Yan Zhi.
(End of this chapter)
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