This Star Wants To Retire Chapter 66

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In the villa, Li Fengshan lay back, half of his body leaning on the sofa, rubbing his somewhat swollen temples.

The female secretary dressed in black silk and stepped on stiletto heels stood up obediently, walked to the back of the sofa, and then half bent down, kneading the temples for Li Fengshan.

Li Fengshan turned his head back slightly, and he was resting on two clouds.

"Mr. Li, do I want to put some hot water in, let's take a bath." She noticed that Li Fengshan was in a bad mood, and suggested not to watch this show.

Li Fengshan shook his head, he wanted to see how much Luo Mo's performance stage could achieve!

On the other side, Shen Yinuo returned home.

Today, she didn't have anything to record, and the company didn't have any itinerary, so she went home specially.

The recording location of "Creating Idol" is in the suburbs of Magic City, which is far away from her home on the Bund, so she basically doesn't go home to rest.

To be precise, she went home today, mainly because she had something to discuss with her dad.

Well, about signing Luo Mo.

The man at the helm of Xinyu, named Luo Shaoqiu, was a man with a lame left foot.

This man controls the industry's first-line brokerage company, second only to the four largest companies, and his status in the circle is no worse than Li Fengshan, or even slightly better.

Unlike Li Fengshan, a man who treats women as playthings, although Luo Shaoqiu is in a drunken entertainment circle, he has a very good relationship with his wife and is a little afraid of his wife.

At the same time, he was also a daughter slave, and he regarded Shen Yinuo as the jewel in his palm, and everything followed her wishes.

No, after Shen Yinuo went home, he pulled him and asked him to watch the third issue of "Creating Idols". In fact, Luo Shaoqiu still has some small things to deal with, but he also chose to watch an episode of variety show with his daughter first.

Before the show started, he even went to the kitchen to cut a fruit plate. The nanny was not allowed to do it. He had to cut it himself to please his daughter.

"Nono, eat fruit." The lame man handed the fruit plate to his daughter.

"Dad, don't run around, just sit down and get started right away." Shen Yinuo turned on the screen at home and said to Luo Shaoqiu.

"Hey, let me take a good look at my family's performance in the show." Luo Shaoqiu said.

When the program continued to be broadcast, when Luo Mo entered the house to make a video call between Tong Qinglin and his parents, Luo Shaoqiu said in a slightly surprised manner: "I didn't expect to see Mr. Tong Lao in this program."

"Dad, do you know him?" Shen Yinuo was a little surprised.

Luo Shaoqiu nodded and said, "Many years ago, I saw his play."

After speaking, he gave a thumbs up and said, "This is it."

"Well, then you pay attention to his closed disciple." Shen Yinuo held a pillow, sat on the sofa with tender white thighs cross-legged, and pointed to Luo Mo on the screen.

Luo Shaoqiu glanced at Luo Mo, nodded and said, "I know him, he is the same table as Xiao Jiang's junior high school you told me on the phone last time, right?"

Shen Yinuo nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. He's been very hot recently."

Luo Shaoqiu looked at his daughter, then at Luo Mo on the screen, and asked a very serious question: "How old is he this year and what is he from?"

Shen Yinuo couldn't hear the meaning of his father's words, crying and laughing: "What do you think, Comrade Luo Shaoqiu! I want to sign him into the company!"

"That's it." Luo Shaoqiu's eyes softened a bit, and he no longer looked at Luo Mo in the screen with scrutinizing eyes.

Shen Yinuo said with great interest: "Dad, let me tell you, I saw that he is a potential stock before he became popular, and I wanted to sign him, but the terms were not agreed."

"Oh? Really." Luo Shaoqiu didn't ask carefully, just said: "So before you go home today, you said that you missed your mother and me. It was a lie?"

"Oh, why is your focus always so crooked!" Shen Yinuo furiously inserted a piece of watermelon with a fork, and then forced it into his mouth.

"Okay, well, then I will go to see his performance on stage as the boss of Xinyu." Luo Shaoqiu didn't dare to upset his daughter.

"Well, you have to be strict, because the conditions for him to open are a bit high." Shen Yinuo said half and half hidden.

"Hahaha, Mr. Tong's closed disciple, it is worth looking forward to." Luo Shaoqiu, after reading the previous "Study of Arts", he who loves to listen to opera has a slight affection for Luo Mo.

At this time, the show finally aired to the anonymous team on stage.

After taking the stage, a shadow puppet show was played on the big screen.

Looking at the content in the shadow puppet show, Luo Shaoqiu quickly attracted attention.

"Nuo Nuo, you just said that Xu Chujing's exam question was [Yi]. From the shadow play at the beginning, this Luo Mo's song writing angle is afraid of the righteousness of his family and country, right?" Luo Shaoqiu said.

"Yes." Shen Yinuo said.

Luo Shaoqiu nodded slightly, noncommittal.

If Xinyu sent trainees to participate in "Creating Idols", and then wanted to write a song about the righteousness of the country, Luo Shaoqiu would definitely reject it directly.

This subject matter is too big, the pattern is too high, it is easy to play off.

This kind of song, most of it feels almost meaningless.

The entry point must be a good one.

After a part of the shadow play was broadcast, the title of the song-"Chi Ling" appeared on the screen.

Immediately afterwards, several of Luo Mo's teammates began to sing on stage, but he himself was always standing behind the curtain, unable to see his figure.

"[The play is folded, the sleeves rise and fall......]"

Luo Shaoqiu listened to the song while watching the content of the shadow puppet show, and his interest became more and more intense.

When the flames on the stage burned, Luo Shaoqiu's eyes lit up.

The curtain in front of Luo Mo was like magic. It was instantly swallowed by flames. He was dressed in red and danced lightly on the stage, the theater resounded throughout the audience.

"[People in the audience pass by, but the old colors are nowhere to be seen...]"

In just one sentence, Luo Shaoqiu couldn't help but nod.

Surprise, special surprise!

The opera elements of this song are very well integrated, very comfortable, and do not feel very abrupt.

At the same time, he felt that he was worthy of being Mr. Tong's closed disciple. This opera has a solid foundation and is not something layman can play casually.

Shen Yinuo saw that his father was completely intoxicated, and asked quickly: "Dad, how about Luo Mo's opera level?"

Luo Shaoqiu was still in the shock of the fire on that stage. Hearing his daughter's question, he immediately said: "Nonuo, I can tell you clearly that if his level is put in the past, he can Play a role."

Shen Yinuo curiously asked: "I can understand what this role means, but just like celebrities are divided into first-tier and second-tier, to what extent can they be considered a role?"

Luo Shaoqiu smiled and said: "The so-called corner is that you can sell tickets when you write your name in a play, so you don't have to worry about being dissatisfied. There is a group of people following you, dozens or even more than a hundred. The number one, just point to eat with you."

"It used to be different from now. To be regarded as a role model, it is not enough to be popular, but also to have strength. Only such a big guy is willing to follow you. I think this is long-term, not a flash in the pan." Luo Shao Autumn Road.

Shen Yinuo nodded and understood the meaning.

In fact, it also highlights the core of this song.

It is precisely because of everyone's pursuit and love that the horns were born. So, now that the invaders are fighting, it's time to repay the people's kindness.

What's more, how can the quintessence of the country be insulted?

The parents' eyes refocused on the screen. At this time, "Chi Ling" was almost over.

I saw that Luo Mo's figure was slightly rickety, and the whole person stopped on the stage, the beam of light hitting him was getting darker and darker, and the shadow puppets on the screen were completely swallowed by the fire.

——A humble person who has not dared to forget his country's worries about his country.

The big blood-red characters formed by the firelight appeared on the screen: "Chi Ling"!

Luo Shaoqiu couldn't help but sighed: "Okay, this song is really well done!"

He rubbed his arm and said, "Look, Dad has never seen any big winds and waves, and he got goose bumps."

When Shen Yinuo heard the words, he immediately smiled and said, "Dad, then remember to watch the next performance. I will be on stage with him, so you will get more goose bumps."

It's really filial piety.

"Really? Then I look forward to our Nono performance." Luo Shaoqiu said with a smile.

Then, he asked about the business: "Just tell me, what are the signing conditions for this Luo Mo."

He said to himself: "Since he is the first person Nono wants to sign, he is very popular now. Then, the level contract is also ok. Dad can give you all these permissions. You can watch and follow him. Talk, exercise yourself, how about it?"

Hearing this, Shen Yinuo's mouth slumped slightly, and said, "But he wants an S grade! He also wants to open his own personal studio!"

"What?" Luo Shaoqiu was taken aback.

Good guy, the lion has a big mouth!

Should I just give you the company shares?

The third issue of "Creating Idols" ended in this way tonight.

In a courtyard house in Kyoto, an old man over eighty years old rarely opened a bottle of wine and had two drinks.

Elder Tong's drink volume was as poor as ever, and he was already a little drunk after only two small cups.

Just like when he was 80 years old, he only drank not much, and he became drunk and dim.

At that time, he called his close disciple to his side, patted his shoulder lightly, and said to him:

"Master wants you to stand on the big stage and sing."

"Master wants to see you for a while."

Liu Gongming, Luo Mo's six thunderous brother, is now serving the elderly.

He could tell that Master was happy tonight!

Since her 80th birthday, Master is the happiest tonight!

But the old man was getting older, even if so, Liu Gongming didn't dare to let Master drink too much.

The old man stood up while he was drinking and sang a few words from "Chi Ling".

He has a bad memory when he is old. He only remembered a few words, but he sang a little vigorously.

When he got to the back, Jiu Jin surged again, and the overwhelming old man staggered a bit. Sixth Senior Brother Liu Gongming quickly stepped forward to help him.

Although Father Tong Qinglin's entire face was flushed from drinking, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

He glanced at his six disciples, and said, "Fame, Master is getting older and can't keep up with the times, and the news is not clear."

"Master knows that you like to tinker with your mobile phone to take pictures, and you often post something on the Internet."

"You are a person who can accept new things, and you are also clever. Master will give you a job."

Liu Gongming heard the words and wondered: "Master, what is the job?"

Tong Qinglin stretched out his scrawny hand and supported it on the table, not allowing his six disciples to help him.

He looked at Liu Gongming and said, "Master wants you to pay attention, if... Master said that if there are some opera singers who jump out and scold Xiao Luo, you have to take every one of them. Tell the master all the names of people."

"Eh!" Liu Gongming replied.

That night, Tong Qinglin, who seldom played opera after retiring, stood in the courtyard of his home, blowing the night breeze, watching the bright moon, and sang the opera for a while.

This night, "Chi Ling" was completely popular.

With the high exposure of "Creating Idol", this song became popular overnight!

The family and the country are righteous, and they are martyred in their lives.

The red clothes fluttered, stunning the drama.

In the hearts of countless audiences, Luo Mo is equivalent to presenting another god-level stage!

The theme of this song is too big, but if the answer sheet handed in is good enough, then...the pattern will be opened!

The meaning is different.

At least before the heat drops, this young man named Luo Mo is not so easy to move in the dark!

He is the inheritor and promoter of opera culture. He has been practicing opera for nearly two decades like a day without slacking off.

His songs are also big, and they are amazing.

It looks so pleasing and beautiful.

The fire of "Chi Ling" is more than just burning on the stage!

It has set off a prairie fire on all major platforms!

The great performance of so many groups of trainees ~ www.mtlnovel.com~ Only the popularity of "Chi Ling" is against the sky.

How good is it?

——【Outstanding one】.

Yes, the power of capital is indeed terrible.

The power of a group of capital is of course even more terrifying.

But so what?

The young man sitting alone at the corner of the poker table threw the cards on the gaming table in front of the capital predators who surrounded him.

——"Please accept the card."

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