Li Xingchen must be at a higher level than others in order for the public to notice his acting skills rather than his face.

The best way to break the impression of "this is a vase" is to develop a specialty so that everyone can see Li Xingchen's efforts and excellence more intuitively.

"Hmm... As for vocal music, I don't know much about Western and modern instruments. I can learn some."

For example, Li Xingchen is more interested in the violin, but has never had the opportunity or time to learn it.

"You don't know much about Western instruments and modern instruments. Does that mean you know other instruments?" An Weiyang's tone was a little uncertain, but judging from what Li Xingchen just said, it did mean that.

"It's better to learn folk musical instruments, qin, flute and flute. The others... can only appreciate them." Li Xingchen thought for a moment. Many of the Chinese folk instruments overlap with those from the Nanyuan Kingdom, so he can't appreciate them.

That's an exaggeration.

"Qin, flute, flute..." Who knew that An Weiyang's tone was a little hesitant, but he quickly spoke again, "What is the best among them? How is your level?"

"I'm the best at playing the piano. I'm not top-notch, but Director Jiang likes it." The National Master said that his job is to make calculations, and he has only scratched the surface of these things.

He is far from the master of Nanyuan Junior High School, but judging from Jiang Changan's reaction, his level should be considered to be the type that can be used in China?

"Director Jiang?" An Weiyang couldn't understand this time. What does this have to do with Jiang Changan?

"Yes, Director Jiang also spent 100,000 yuan to let me play a soundtrack for "Mountains and Rivers"." A smile appeared on Li Xingchen's face. The 100,000 yuan can be said to be an unexpected windfall.

"Then I'll write this down first, and I'll ask Director Jiang about it tomorrow." An Weiyang was taking notes as he spoke. Although he said this, he had a rough idea in his mind.

Jiang Changan is known to be very discerning in the circle. If Jiang Changan can be attracted to him, his level will definitely be the same.

"Is there any problem?" Li Xingchen keenly noticed that when he just talked about folk musical instruments, An Weiyang's expression was abnormal for a moment.

"Now there is an artist in the circle who uses the persona of 'Multi-talented Young Master'. His appearance and acting style are somewhat similar to yours." Li Xingchen proposed it, and An Weiyang naturally wouldn't hide it. There is no point in hiding such a thing.

Can't hide it.

"He first became famous because of a video of playing "Drunkard". This piece of music is not easy, and it brought him a lot of popularity. Now when people talk about Guqin, the first thing that comes to mind is

Him, if your level cannot compare with him, or even crush him..."

When An Weiyang said this, he did not continue. Li Xingchen is a smart person, so he can naturally understand what he meant.

"They will be compared, and others will say that they are imitating others." Sure enough, Li Xingchen directly completed An Weiyang's words.

"That's right, and he once performed the flute and transverse flute in a variety show." At this point, An Weiyang wanted to scold her, what kind of shit is this Li Xingchen's luck?

"The artist you are talking about is..." Li Xingchen finally became interested and asked.

"Fan Yiqing." When An Weiyang said this, his tone was a little shaky.

It would be fine if you didn't know what Li Xingchen was good at at the beginning. Now that you know it, his manager is undoubtedly a black mark.

"That artist before you?" After a while, Li Xingchen knew the reason for An Weiyang's weird reaction.

He had seen this name on An Weiyang's information before. If he remembered correctly, this Fan Yiqing took advantage of An Weiyang's popularity and quickly climbed onto another person's thigh.

Forgot to smear An Weiyang's... male version of White Lotus?

According to the current Chinese saying, it is the White Lotus, right?

Or should I say green tea?

"That's right." Just when Li Xingchen was thinking about Fan Yiqing's position, An Weiyang gave him a positive answer.

After saying that, An Weiyang didn't even dare to look at Master Fu Qi's face.

He could even imagine how people inside and outside the circle would laugh at him and Li Xingchen in the future.

You might be a little more polite to him, but you are just trying to use the same route to make two people famous.

But for Li Xingchen, maybe he wouldn't be so polite.

If Li Xingchen becomes confused in the future, he will say that he is learning to walk in Handan, imitating others, and painting a tiger cannot be the opposite of a dog.

If he becomes famous in the future, he will say that he didn't just ride on Fan Xiaotianwang's popularity at the beginning, and he didn't think about serious matters day by day, but just messed around.

Li Xingchen's route may have been half lost from the beginning when he chose himself as his agent.

Master Qi had many choices for Young Master Li's manager, but finally chose him. For Young Master Li, would Master Qi just let him disappear?

"Wait a minute..." Li Xingchen didn't care very much and took the computer Fu Tingshen put aside while speaking.

Clicked on the search engine and entered the three words "Fan Yiqing" skillfully.

The first information that popped up was still about An Weiyang, the agent.

It's nothing more than saying that An Weiyang is greedy, ungrateful, and has a chaotic private life.

Quickly skipping these useless information, Li Xingchen quickly filtered out the useful content.

"Excellent graduate of the Folklore Department of the Conservatory of Music?" Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this message.

"This outstanding graduate has the bonus of his status in the entertainment industry." An Weiyang explained that it was not a disparagement after falling out, but that Fan Yiqing's level was indeed not as good as that of most of the people who graduated from the same class.

But at that time, Fan Yiqing had already become famous in the entertainment industry, and many people began to pay attention to and like folk music. Therefore, after many considerations, the school gave this outstanding graduate to him.

It can't be said to be a shady story, but it doesn't represent Fan Yiqing's level either.

"In this way..." As Li Xingchen spoke, he moved his fingers lightly, and finally clicked on the video with the most views.

An Weiyang could already tell that Ling Xingchen was playing the song "Drunken Madness" that made Fan Yiqing famous almost as soon as the first sound sounded.

Looking at the video on the computer, Li Xingchen had to admit that the shot was very good.

From the artistic conception to the end, and even to Fan Yiqing's appearance, it almost amplifies his overall advantages. Coupled with Fan Yiqing's outstanding appearance, if it works properly, it will be difficult not to become popular.

only……

"Tsk." After watching the video, Li Xingchen let out a light laugh.

"What's wrong?" An Weiyang was a little confused.

"In the entire video, Fan Yiqing's playing level is the biggest failure, and he can deceive a little girl who doesn't know anything." The person who answered An Weiyang was not Li Xingchen, but Fu Tingshen.

The tone and wording can be said to be extremely rude.

But An Weiyang also knew that Fu Tingshen was telling the truth. After this video became popular, many people who claimed to be students of folk music came forward to raise this issue, but in the end they were ignored under An Weiyang's manipulation.

Later, An Weiyang even invited many music connoisseurs to praise Fan Yiqing, and finally promoted Fan Yiqing to a popular position.

Then, Li Xingchen watched several other videos of Fan Yiqing's performance, and finally put the computer aside:

"If he is at this level, I don't think you need to worry at all."

The author has something to say: The author has always thought that stopping breathing halfway through a bath is a plot that only appears in novels.

Until the author himself encountered it, I just want to say...

It’s so cold! (Farewell.jpg

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Thank you, lazy cancer patient, Little Angel’s Mine
Chapter completed!