"I'm sorry, Teacher Chen, I was too nervous just now." Zhao Cheng's tone was very sorry.

"Forget it, you didn't mean it. It's black and dark here, so your spirits will inevitably be tighter." Chen Nanhao rubbed his cheek that was hit by him and waved his hand to show that it was okay.

"It's too dark here, how about talking if you change the place?" Chen Nanhao asked.

"Okay." Zhao Cheng had no objection.

Although Chen Nanhao is not a top singer, he is at least a second-tier star in the entertainment industry.

I am currently on the edge of the music circle, and it will definitely be beneficial or harmless to talk to him.

However, what surprised Zhao Cheng was that he originally thought Chen Nanhao would propose to leave the small building, but unexpectedly, Chen Nanhao led him to the direction of this gloomy corridor.

Then, Chen Nanhao walked to Limalin Menglu's poster, lifted the wooden frame that framed the poster upwards, revealing a space the size of an A5 notebook, and a dazzling light shines inside.

I got used to the dark environment and felt a little uncomfortable when I saw the light.

Zhao Cheng tried his best to squint his eyes, and then saw Chen Nanhao reaching his hand into the space with a click.

A bigger and stronger light shone over.

It took two seconds before Zhao Cheng could see clearly that this was a mechanic.

Chen Nanhao didn't explain anything, but just patted the dust in his hand, stepped through the machine door and walked into the room, then turned around and said to Zhao Cheng, "Come with me."

The entire wall opposite the door of the room is filled with glass bay windows, which are very bright.

There is also a spiral staircase in the middle, leading to the third floor.

But Chen Nanhao seemed to have no intention of going up, so he walked to the bay window and stopped.

"Teacher Chen, do you know me?" Zhao Cheng asked his first question as he saw the opportunity.

“Don’t know.”

"But I am a person who is sensitive to voice. When you were buying water at the convenience store just now, I happened to hear you talking, and then I recognized you, so I followed you all the way here." Chen Nanhao said proudly.

"Ah! You are...the judge in the exam room saying that I sang well."

Zhao Cheng heard him say a few more words now, and finally knew why the sound sounded a bit familiar.

"bingo, I'll tell you good news."

"This year's original scores are high, and we give you all scored above 90 points, so you are likely to be the top scorer in this year's professional course exam." Chen Nanhao waited for Zhao Cheng to thank him excitedly.

"Oh, that's great. Thank you for your scoring with other examiners and teachers." Zhao Chengping responded politely.

He did not deliberately pretend to be emotionally stable.

However, I always feel like I can't explain it clearly.

After learning that I was admitted to the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, everything seemed to be boring and I could no longer get excited.

Chen Nanhao crossed his arms with his hands, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Cheng, and then said in a serious tone:

"Young man, you're not right."

"It's not the first time I've been a judge. Every time a contestant learns that he's 'advanced', he will have more or less emotional fluctuations. This is the moment when I feel the most fulfilling to be a judge."

"And you are too calm, it seems that no matter how good your grades are, it has nothing to do with you."

"If I hadn't heard you sing, I might think you didn't love music at all."

"But if your singing skills reach your level, it is difficult to resonate with your willpower to practice singing alone."

"So, your love drives you to devote your feelings to practice, but what is disturbing your pursuit of music."

"Tell me, is it because my family doesn't support this path, or is there any financial problems?"

Chen Nanhao looked at Zhao Cheng with a look of "I have seen through everything long ago".

"Uh, there isn't actually... But I left music for a while and went to learn performance. Maybe because I haven't been in contact for too long, I couldn't get into the state all at once." Zhao Cheng thought for a while and replied.

"no."

"Among all the students in the re-examination today, your singing state is almost as good as a professional singer on the spot."

"You... just can't seem to be excited about the admission."

Chen Nanhao paused and said suspiciously: "Huaxia Conservatory of Music is not your ideal school?"

Zhao Cheng was stunned.

The bystander is clear.

He never had the joy of being "finally admitted". The last time he felt this way was when he received the admission notice from the Capital Film Academy in his previous life.

I was happy at first because I didn’t have to reread it.

Later, in order not to fail the exam, he began to carefully understand the performance and understand the character of each character, and then realized that playing a role is not as simple as making a few expressions and moving.

He studied acting hard and was recognized by his teacher for the first time with a supporting role in a stage play.

He wanted to train himself and star in an unknown small online drama, and gained the first group of fans with his acting skills.

He was hidden by the company and was so financially difficult that he could not maintain his life. However, when someone came up with a script for mentally retarded to ask him to play the leading role, he still refused without saying a word.

Because Zhao Cheng didn't want to insult the word "show".

Later, he spent more and more time learning to act, gradually ignoring the music he had originally pursued.

The past is vivid in my mind, and Zhao Cheng suddenly understood why he was unhappy.

He is working hard to act, really just trying to pass the exam and make money?

Maybe the beginning is.

But in a subtle way, Zhao Cheng has fallen in love with being an actor. Even if this profession has left him with nothing, he has no regrets.

"No. 233, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Chen Nanhao saw that Zhao Cheng had been stunned for a while.

"No, teacher, thank you, I found the reason. That, I may have something to leave first, thank you!" Zhao Cheng said and planned to leave.

"Hey, wait, what's your name? Leave a contact information, I have a studio myself." Chen Nanhao called him.

Zhao Cheng stopped and then exchanged numbers with Chen Nanhao in a complicated mood.

In his previous life, Zhao Cheng had never met Chen Nanhao, but heard about him.

Chen Nanhao has a straight temper, a positive outlook, and loves to stand up for justice, so he offended many people.

While making a guest appearance in a play, Chen Nanhao happened to encounter a director threatening a new actress and deleted all the scenes without accepting the unspoken rules.

So, Chen Nanhao angrily scolded the director and then signed the new actress into his studio.

Not long after, the contracts between Chen Nanhao Studio and some partners were posted on the forum, which is a taboo in the industry.

At the same time, a video of Chen Nanhao getting drunk was also exposed. It was probably Chen Nanhao who said which director filmed something was bullshit, which idol actor was a garbage vase, etc.

Although this is a fact recognized by the public, no one in the circle will say it.

Even the righteous Chen Nanhao would not say it to him in person, but unfortunately he was too drunk at that time.

Therefore, he could only bear the breach of contract losses from his partners and overwhelming cyber violence.

Since this time, Chen Nanhao has less and less news, and then gradually disappeared.

Several years later, the old employee in Chen Nanhao's studio said that the main culprit of the "contract sect" and the "drunk sect" was the new actress signed back by Chen Nanhao at that time.

In order to play a role in a movie, the new actress secretly gave these secrets to Chen Nanhao's enemy with her convenience in the studio.

Calculate the time, something happened to Chen Nanhao, probably later this year.
Chapter completed!