Wang Xiaole was considered a poor student in the past.

Some people continue to study during the four years of college, while others continue to indulge in the four years of college.

According to normal logic, Wang Xiaole should probably go back to his mother's company, hang out with several advertising directors, and then shoot some small advertisements to spend time on his life in the future.

Many years later, when I looked at the blockbusters with high box office in the news, I showed a look of nostalgia.

He smiled and said to the people around him, "Just the director of this drama, we had a good relationship in school back then."

However, God gave Wang Xiaole a chance. With the memory of another world entertainment industry, he embarked on a completely different path.

Relying on being a porter, Wang Xiaole has only been graduating for half a year and has become a well-known director.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaole was not lost in success. He knew very clearly that these were not his own abilities.

The old boy and the princess are relatively simple and have little investment, but the Legend of Sword and Fairy is different.

This actually a bit old series, in the Earth World, is adapted from the game.

Innately, the requirements for various special effects, clothing, scenery and soundtracks are relatively high.

Wang Xiaole needs to make up for these things.

The process of inference and understanding the question with answers is much simpler, but it still requires inference.

Although Zhu Boguo is not a big-name producer, he has a good connection with him, who comes from a film school.

When Wang Xiaole came to the family courtyard behind Yanjing Conservatory of Music, he was a little stunned.

"Teacher Zhu, is this Wang Xiaole?"

Wang Xiaole was even more surprised when he appeared in front of the two of them.

"Xiao Le, this is the lead singer of Wu Guangtao and Feixiang Band."

Zhu Boguo took the initiative to introduce Wang Xiaole.

"Hello, hello, I'm Wang Xiaole."

Wang Xiaole knew that many band people looked unruly and non-mainstream.

But he never expected that the person in front of him could live in the family courtyard of Yanjing Conservatory of Music, which means that at least his family members were professor-level experts from the Conservatory of Music.

"Are you thinking, people like me should wear suits and ties, and what kind of symphony orchestras to go to?"

Wu Guangtao's mouth curled up and looked at Wang Xiaole with a smile.

"Hehe, it's a bit, mainly because the feeling is different from what I imagined."

Wang Xiaole smiled embarrassedly.

"Xiaole, Wu Guangtao is a musical talent, so you can study hard with him."

Zhu Boguo obviously had something to do, so he left after a few greetings with the two.

"I'll say it first. I'll pay 50,000 yuan per hour for class here. I'll teach for three hours every afternoon, and I'll pay for it first and then teach.”

After Zhu Boguo left, Wu Guangtao moved his neck with a stingy face.

"Oh, OK. Teacher Wu, I'll transfer the money to you."

Wang Xiaole nodded and transferred the money to him honestly.

Those who make music all have quirks, and Wang Xiaole doesn't want to make everyone unhappy from the beginning.

If you don’t have any skills, you can’t come tomorrow. The tuition fee is really not cheap.

"You are the director of the Crown Princess, I really don't see it. Come on, tell me what you want to learn?"

Wu Guangtao's attitude became better after receiving the money.

"I mainly want to learn some basic arrangement and songwriting skills. I want to write some theme songs myself in my own films."

Wang Xiaole had to do this.

In another world, he saw too much wealth, but if you want to turn these things into reality, Wang Xiaole still has to strengthen himself.

"You guy is interesting. Being a director is not enough? Come on, write down the melody of this nursery rhyme first and let me see?"

"ah?"

"Don't underestimate children's songs. There are all kinds of tunes like this. Write it quickly!"

Soon, Wang Xiaole lay on the table, humming children's songs, and filling in something on the paper from time to time.

The high-end music room and non-mainstream singers set off Wang Xiaole's intermittent children's songs, which are a bit weird and a bit abnormally harmonious.

…………

Yanjing Film Academy.

Lu Qianxue was lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling with two big, smart eyes.

She has bought a plane ticket to go home and is about to go home for the New Year.

The experience of the past six months seemed like a dream, which made the girl experience a lot at once.

The fledgling among the old boys made her famous nationwide for the first time.

The popularity of the promotion of the Crown Princess made Lu Qianxue become a nationally renowned new actress, and some paparazzi even took photos of her whereabouts.

This rapid speed of becoming famous makes many girls in their early twenties afraid that they are dreaming when they wake up in the morning.

The goals of the past life seem to be achieved so easily.

However, with the so-called fame, Lu Qianxue also saw the other side of the entertainment industry hidden under the glamorousness.

What Wang Xiaole and the others said once, and the faces of the fashionable Yusha people that day made the girls deeply understand that this world is not a fairy tale.

Now Lu Qianxue is even afraid of answering calls from major entertainment and cultural companies.

Those so-called contracts, those lead types on A4 paper, can sometimes turn into invisible nooses.

She really thought about quitting the entertainment industry from now on and leaving this place that intoxicates her but also makes her very scared.

However, Lu Qianxue couldn't bear to let it go.

She has no skills except for her beautiful skin and some literary talents.

If you leave the entertainment industry, the biggest possibility is to go to some schools to be an art teacher.

However, I have enjoyed more than ten thousand people's pursuit, enjoyed on TV shows, and experienced the rich little girl, but I can't let go of everything.

"What should I do?"

The girl tossed and turned on the bed and fell into confusion, unconsciously the face of Wang Xiaole, the fat man, appeared in her mind.

When he angrily scolded himself for being a model and not an actor, he rushed to save the person, and his face was hurt.

Lu Qianxue answered the phone unknowingly, with a soft tone: "Hey, senior brother, what are you doing?"

"Ah? I'm in class, I'm learning music score!"

Wang Xiaole on the other side of the phone didn't know the softness in the girl's heart at all. His mind was now full of seven notes: DO, LO, M, F, SU, La, and Xi.

"What are you learning this?"

Lu Qianxue asked with some confusion.

"In the future, many films will need to be filmed. I can only write the theme song myself to write that flavor!"

Listening to Wang Xiaole's answer, Lu Qianxue suddenly seemed to be hit by a blow.

People as talented as Wang Xiaole are constantly learning, but they are here to feel sorry for themselves?

In the near future, Wang Xiaole will inevitably become a well-known director in China. Could it be that he could only look up to him silently in one corner at that time?

"Senior brother, I understand."

The girl's voice suddenly became full of fighting spirit.

However, Wang Xiaole, who put down the phone, looked confused.

"She, what did she understand? What did I just say?"
Chapter completed!