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104: We are both his artists, so why is there such a big difference in our personalities?
The sun gradually set in the west.
While the outside world was bustling, Director Chen found peace in his villa.
It was a holiday today, so he gave himself a break.
At this very moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the esports room, staring intently at his tablet screen.
Seriously, he had already spent two 648s.
Although it seemed like four or five 648s were needed for the guaranteed drop, wasn't he the Son of Destiny? Shouldn't he be like those people who post pictures online, getting what they want on the first try?
Game company, don't be ungrateful, don't be blind to talent!
Director Chen clicked on the QR code and contributed another 648 to the game company.
He pressed the ten-pull button, and a dazzling golden archangel lottery animation popped up on the screen.
Just then, his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was Tang Chen's call.
Director Chen pressed the answer button, "Hello, Tang Ge."
"Director Chen, are you busy?"
On the tablet in front of him, the animation finished playing, and a pile of small hero fragments popped out.
Director Chen said dejectedly, "It's nothing."
On the other end of the phone, Tang Chen heard his slightly low voice, "What are you doing? If you're busy, we can talk later."
"It's really nothing, I'm at home. I was just… investing a sum of money into the virtual market."
Tang Chen was slightly stunned.
High-end businesses like internet finance investment and virtual currency investment instantly popped into his mind.
Ah? In this era where many young idols and actors have low education, or are even illiterate, Director Chen not only has artistic talent but also understands these things?
Most importantly, Director Chen's tone on the phone was very calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary matter, without any hint of showing off.
Tang Chen was filled with emotion, feeling even more that he had stumbled upon a great bargain!
"You understand this too? When did you start?"
"Probably… five or six years ago."
"Truly excellent. Alright, back to business, I called you to discuss the rankings."
After Tang Chen told him about the ranking and the subsequent commercial activities, he hung up the phone and looked at the words "Chen Fang" on his phone screen with a relieved smile.
Just as he smiled, he heard a grumbling complaint from beside him—
"How did I lose again, these *@#%! pig teammates."
Tang Chen looked back and saw Jiang Haotian frowning, his mouth pursed, throwing his phone onto the seat beside him with a look of unwillingness.
The phone screen clearly displayed the defeat settlement interface.
Tang Chen glanced at him disdainfully.
Look at Director Chen, he's doing digital business.
Look at what you're doing, playing games!
When he was with Director Chen, he felt like an elite.
When he was with Jiang Haotian, he felt like a kindergarten teacher and nanny.
They were both his artists, so why was the difference in their behavior so vast?
Jiang Haotian was feeling depressed when he suddenly felt a cold gaze. He looked up and saw Tang Chen staring at him, "Boss, why are you looking at me like that?"
"If you're bad, practice more. You can't even win at games."
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Jiang Haotian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tang Chen's back with a wronged expression.
Why? Wasn't he speaking nicely just now? How did he change so much after a phone call…
Jiang Haotian's eyes widened slightly.
Because of Director Chen, right?
He had thought that Director Chen's arrival would share the burden of Tang Ge's nagging, but now it seemed to have made his situation worse.
Damn it, he suddenly felt like a parent who had a second child and favored the younger one.
Jiang Haotian clenched his fists.
No, he had to find time to meet Director Chen as his senior brother! He must let him know who the boss is!
...
The next day at noon, Tang Chen checked the rankings again.
The music for "flammable and explosive" had already reached third place on the Music Billboard, while its MV was second in the same period.
He leaned back in his seat, arms crossed, letting out a long sigh and a helpless smile.
This Comrade Chen.
He thought he was a singer, but he turned out to be an actor, and now he wants to be a director.
He has so many dreams.
He might as well publish a book too.
Later, he could even get into producing and unify the entertainment industry.
Tang Chen joked to himself, then got up and walked to the cabinet to take out a large box of materials.
He had to sort out which resources and connections could be useful for him.
...
Time passed day by day, and soon a week had gone by.
At 3 PM on May 7th, Director Chen was a guest on a live music variety show called "Sound Wave New Force."
In Guangying Entertainment's studio, Qi Jun was scrolling through his phone in the lounge area. He swiped down, and a video of Director Chen singing on stage popped up.
Qi Jun snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes.
His manager unscrewed the cap of a mineral water bottle, intending to hand it to him. Seeing his expression, he glanced at his phone, saw Director Chen on the screen, and couldn't help but sigh.
He had been with Qi Jun for a year and a half, and he was clear about recent events.
The leaders were for profit, but Qi Jun, besides profit, also had an internal issue—jealousy.
When a person cannot accept their jealousy, this emotion easily transforms into dislike for the other person, to alleviate the inner conflict.
Because they dislike the other person, they can shift their attention from their own shortcomings to the other person, thereby reducing their psychological pressure.
But this also harms oneself.
The manager sat down, handed him the mineral water, and whispered:
"Xiao Jun, he's already changed his path, you should also relax and not focus on him anymore. Just let go of your emotions, okay?"
Qi Jun took the water, snorted coldly, took a sip, and changed the subject, "Brother Liu, have the audition results for 'Saga of Mountains and Rivers 2' been released?"
"Saga of Mountains and Rivers" was a historical drama aired the year before last. It became popular across the entire internet upon its release, and netizens urged for a sequel for two years. Finally, the second part began filming this year.
The manager smiled, "I came here to tell you about that! You've been cast as the Sword Immortal!"
Qi Jun breathed a sigh of relief, "All that hard work wasn't in vain!"
This film was a huge hit the year before last, with a large fan base.
Joining the sequel of such a popular IP would allow him to quickly accumulate a large number of fans and significantly increase his commercial value. After that, he might also receive more similar high-quality scripts, broadening his acting range.
Qi Jun's lips curved slightly upwards.
Idols are like ephemera; they are replaced very quickly. If they don't transform in time, they will be eliminated and fade from public view.
Securing this role meant he had successfully stepped into the television industry.
Tsk, while others were still participating in variety shows, he had already begun his transformation to star in high-quality TV dramas.
Thinking of this, he felt a little lightheaded.
Among the 10 people who debuted together, some were still participating in variety shows, some were selling goods in live streams, some changed careers to comedy, and some faded from public view.
And he, at only 22 years old, had already begun his transformation, stepping into the door of high-quality TV dramas.
Among these idols from the same period, wouldn't he ultimately be far ahead? What could any of them compare to him with?
Qi Jun took a deep breath, his smile harder to suppress than an AK.
He put down his phone and looked at his manager, "Oh right, I left my keys upstairs. I'll go get them."
"Where are they? I'll go?"
"It's fine, I need to move around after sitting for so long. I'll go get them myself."
Qi Jun walked proudly out of the recording studio and to the elevator.
Half a minute later, the elevator opened, and a familiar figure appeared inside—Xie Yunxuan.