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Novel: I really didn't want to be famous Author: Wuma Xing Word Count: 4458

?Wang Long was very fast, and he returned to the company panting less than half an hour after Lu Yuan hung up the phone.

Lu Yuan was a little relieved to see him sweating profusely.

It feels so good to have someone give you a pillow when you are sleepy.

915 p.m.

Under the slightly dim light, Lu Yuan sat on the table and lit a "red orchid", looking at Wang Long sitting opposite.

Although Wang Long maintained a naive smile, Lu Yuan could see in his pupils that he was a little embarrassed.

Lu Yuan didn't speak, but just looked at him while smoking like this, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious, feeling that some important secret in himself was discovered by Lu Yuan, and he became more and more uncomfortable.

He didn't even know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Lu Yuan's gaze became sharper

Lu Yuan did not discover any secrets about Wang Long.

He was just looking at Wang Long's figure, while thinking about how to order chef uniforms, what dishes to make in the future, and what types of dishes to focus on.

He's been planning, he's been plotting.

How about making a nutritious breakfast, people are getting richer now, so they pay more and more attention to health. If you make a nutritious breakfast, you should be able to make a fortune. With Wang Long’s breakfast standard, it is better than other chefs. Much better.

In addition to breakfast, I can also cook dinner. I used to want to open a fast food restaurant, but now that I think about it, it is much more profitable to make my own brand than a fast food restaurant...

"Lu, Mr. Lu, you...don't look at me like that, I'm panicking..." Lu Yuan was contemplating, but Wang Long felt his hairs stand on end, and felt more and more wrong. Finally, He broke the silence.

"Hehe, don't panic..." Lu Yuan snuffed out his cigarette butt and smiled.

"That... Mr. Lu, what do you mean by messing with you..." Wang Long couldn't hold back anymore.

"Literally, I think you are a talent, and it's really a bit of a shame to have a monthly salary of 3,000."

"There's nothing to give in to one's talents, Mr. Lu, I just want to make a living..." Wang Long looked at Lu Yuan tentatively, his voice a little timid.

"Are you afraid of failure?"

"I... To be honest, I'm scared." Wang Long lowered his head, "After all, I'm in my thirties now, and I can't bear failure anymore, just like your song "Old Boy"... Actually, I really like your song "Old Boy" "Old Boy," that song was written and sung with authenticity."

"You need a platform."

"But……"

"Do you have a dream?"

"Yes. Flash Dance Novel Network"

"That's good, if you have a dream, go for it and chase it."

"I..." Wang Long hesitated, "but..."

"You just have to listen to me and do it. Although the dream is far away, as long as you get closer every day, you can achieve it!" Lu Yuan encouraged Wang Long and sent out chicken soup for the soul without hesitation.

"I, can I?" Although Lu Yuan's words shocked Wang Long a little, he still had no confidence.

"Well, yes, I believe you, I understand your current mood, after all, anyone will doubt themselves after failure..." Lu Yuan laughed.

He thought Wang Long was a bit interesting.

"But, that would cost a lot of money..." Wang Long looked down the window, as if he was caught in the memory of the past.

"You don't need to worry about money, just leave it to me."

"Mr. Lu, I..." Wang Long looked up, and when he saw Lu Yuan's sincere eyes, he was suddenly very excited,

For a while, the speech gradually became dry.

This is a feeling of encountering Bole, which is a kind of moving.

"Let's talk, what else do you need and ask for now, as long as I have it, I can provide it to you..." Lu Yuan patted his chest.

He calculated that no matter how big the investment is, a restaurant doesn't need much money. Although he is gradually starting to run out of money, there will still be money.

"I……"

"Say it, don't be nervous and don't be afraid of failure. Failure is the mother of success. Who hasn't experienced failure?" Lu Yuan continued to pour out a wave of chicken soup.

"Boss Lu, I've almost finished preparations for the other singles. The only thing missing is the title song and the money to release the album. I... I'll do the math, and it will be about 450,000 yuan..." Wang Long raised his head, his eyes gradually turned hot from the loss and lack of confidence at the beginning.

"It doesn't matter, it's on me, uh, wait... album, title song?" Lu Yuan suddenly looked at Wang Long.

Something didn't sound right to him.

album?

Title song?

No!

Are we talking about the same topic?

"Yeah, my dream has always been to be a singer..."

"So you opened a restaurant and closed down because..."

"I made money from opening a restaurant to prepare my first album, but because there was no promotional channel, the album not only lost money but also owed a debt. In order to pay off the debt, I transferred the hotel, but unfortunately it was not enough, so I kept doing odd jobs Pay off the debt, until this year I just paid off all the debts..." Wang Long lowered his head. flash dance novel network

"So, you don't want to be a chef?"

"I want to be a singer."

"If someone asked you to open a restaurant, wouldn't you go?"

"Well, let's not hide it from Mr. Lu, I, I'm really a little bit unwilling..."

"..."

After hearing this, Lu Yuan took a deep breath.

Oh my God.

All this is completely different from the script I imagined.

He, a chef, wants to be a singer...

The restaurant closed down not because of poor management but because of the preparation of his first album, and the album lost money...

So, all this is my own wishful thinking?

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay... I'm a little tired."

"Oh, Mr. Lu, what should I do next?"

"No need to do anything."

"Oh, shall I show you the albums I've made over the years?"

"No, you go to work first."

"Ah? Then I'll wait for your instructions?" Wang Long Hanhan looked at Lu Yuan who was slowly climbing onto the bed.

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, he felt tired again.

"Then Mr. Lu, I won't disturb your rest. I will come over on time tomorrow to make breakfast."

Although he didn't know that Lu Yuan suddenly became uncomfortable, Wang Long turned around and left the company very excitedly.

Before leaving, he looked back at the word "Entertainment" on the company again, and when he thought that he would be a full-time employee of the company after the company moved, he took a deep breath...

The heart that was already dead seemed to revive at this moment.

"..."

As for Lu Yuan, he closed his eyes and lay down, looking weak all over, unable to raise any thoughts to respond to Wang Long's words.

What was originally planned has completely collapsed in an instant.

A chef dreams of being a singer...

You are so good at cooking, can't you be a promising career as a chef?

Be a chicken singer!

Is there anything more crap than this?

At this moment, his cell phone rang...

"Ah Yuan, how's it going? Did the chef say anything?"

"Dad, you are helping me find a chef."

"Ah? Didn't you say you have..."

"It used to be there, but now it doesn't seem to be there."

"????"

Lu Yuan's father on the other end of the phone didn't understand what Lu Yuan said.

What does this mean?

………………………

In the next few days, although Lu Yuan's filming progress was still bumpy, Fatty Wei found that Wang Long was in good spirits. In my spare time, I even help the staff of the crew carry and turn over bags and carry heavy props.

Seeing Wang Long's fighting spirit so high, Fatty Wei immediately felt that it was worth the money.

Wouldn't it be worth three thousand yuan for such a hardworking person who is both a cook and a hand in hand?

It's definitely worth it!

Lu Yuan felt that it was a little weird, but he couldn't say anything for a while. The words that he had sworn to let Wang Long hang out with him before now are still a bit awkward...

I shouldn't have said that pretense.

Although this was a misunderstanding, seeing Wang Long's positive appearance, Lu Yuan couldn't directly hit his confidence.

Lu Yuan really didn't want to see a person's disappointed expression, after all, who can be ruthless?

So, what to do?

Finally, after the third day, after Lu Yuan considered for a long time, he finally called Wang Long over again.

"You lack a title song right now?"

"Well, yes, Mr. Lu."

"What about the other songs?"

"I've already written the other songs and recorded them a bit more simply."

"Bring it here and let me hear it."

"Oh, good!" Wang Long was pleasantly surprised when he saw Lu Yuan's expression, and then hurriedly took out a box carefully from the motorcycle he had been driving, and handed it to Lu Yuan anxiously after taking it out, as if Like a little kid waiting to be reviewed by a teacher.

Lu Yuan turned on the computer, put the CD in the album into the computer, and then Wang Long's voice appeared in the computer speakers.

Wang Long's voice made Lu Yuan a little surprised, with a hint of hoarseness in the vicissitudes of life, and the overall feeling was more vigorous than Lu Yuan's.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes after listening to the first song called "Heaven and Earth".

There is no doubt that this song is above-average in both the lyrics and the song, and it inexplicably gives Lu Yuan a sense of imagery.

Wang Long was very disturbed, sometimes listening to the song, sometimes looking at Lu Yuan's expression.

Hanhan's face was covered with indescribable sweat.

This recorded CD has been kept dusty for a year.

He originally thought that it would be impossible to find out again in this life, and he had even given up on it.

But today he took it out again.

Scenes of bitterness, failures, and blows in the past are all vivid in my memory...

Once he wanted to sign Tianyu and Joaquin.

However, he has no good looks, and he is too honest to flatter...

So no one wants him.

He was not reconciled, so he released his own album and spent a lot of money to make an album, which he thought was quite good.

But a good album is not enough, it also needs publicity, whether it is on the Internet or in reality.

It takes a team and a lot of money to spread the word...

Unfortunately, none of these king dragons are available.

So there's no question he's a loser...

Half an hour later, Lu Yuan took out the CD and slowly wrapped it up and handed it to Wang Long.

He felt Wang Lung's hands trembling, like a poor creature who wanted to climb out of the abyss but lacked courage.

"How much does it cost to release an album?"

"The most common one is... plus the cost of printing and sales promotion, it's about... big... about... about half a million..." Wang Long stammered.

"500,000..." Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

"Yes..." Wang Long lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at Lu Yuan.

He has no confidence.

Five hundred thousand is not a small amount.

And now I'm a singer without any reputation, no, I'm not even a cook who is a singer...

Is this really a chance?

Do not make jokes……

"I'll help you write a title song. You record it for me first. If possible, talk about it later." Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Wang Long.

"Ah?" Wang Long raised his head.

Then...

His face was full of surprise.

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?Wang Long was very fast, and he returned to the company panting less than half an hour after Lu Yuan hung up the phone.

Lu Yuan was a little relieved to see him sweating profusely.

It feels so good to have someone give you a pillow when you are sleepy.

915 p.m.

Under the slightly dim light, Lu Yuan sat on the table and lit a "red orchid", looking at Wang Long sitting opposite.

Although Wang Long maintained a naive smile, Lu Yuan could see in his pupils that he was a little embarrassed.

Lu Yuan didn't speak, but just looked at him while smoking like this, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious, feeling that some important secret in himself was discovered by Lu Yuan, and he became more and more uncomfortable.

He didn't even know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Lu Yuan's gaze became sharper

Lu Yuan did not discover any secrets about Wang Long.

He was just looking at Wang Long's figure, while thinking about how to order chef uniforms, what dishes to make in the future, and what types of dishes to focus on.

He's been planning, he's been plotting.

How about making a nutritious breakfast, people are getting richer now, so they pay more and more attention to health. If you make a nutritious breakfast, you should be able to make a fortune. With Wang Long’s breakfast standard, it is better than other chefs. Much better.

In addition to breakfast, I can also cook dinner. I used to want to open a fast food restaurant, but now that I think about it, it is much more profitable to make my own brand than a fast food restaurant...

"Lu, Mr. Lu, you...don't look at me like that, I'm panicking..." Lu Yuan was contemplating, but Wang Long felt his hairs stand on end, and felt more and more wrong. Finally, He broke the silence.

"Hehe, don't panic..." Lu Yuan snuffed out his cigarette butt and smiled.

"That... Mr. Lu, what do you mean by messing with you..." Wang Long couldn't hold back anymore.

"Literally, I think you are a talent, and it's really a bit of a shame to have a monthly salary of 3,000."

"There's nothing to give in to one's talents, Mr. Lu, I just want to make a living..." Wang Long looked at Lu Yuan tentatively, his voice a little timid.

"Are you afraid of failure?"

"I... To be honest, I'm scared." Wang Long lowered his head, "After all, I'm in my thirties now, and I can't bear failure anymore, just like your song "Old Boy"... Actually, I really like your song "Old Boy" "Old Boy," that song was written and sung with authenticity."

"You need a platform."

"But……"

"Do you have a dream?"

"Yes. Flash Dance Novel Network"

"That's good, if you have a dream, go for it and chase it."

"I..." Wang Long hesitated, "but..."

"You just have to listen to me and do it. Although the dream is far away, as long as you get closer every day, you can achieve it!" Lu Yuan encouraged Wang Long and sent out chicken soup for the soul without hesitation.

"I, can I?" Although Lu Yuan's words shocked Wang Long a little, he still had no confidence.

"Well, yes, I believe you, I understand your current mood, after all, anyone will doubt themselves after failure..." Lu Yuan laughed.

He thought Wang Long was a bit interesting.

"But, that would cost a lot of money..." Wang Long looked down the window, as if he was caught in the memory of the past.

"You don't need to worry about money, just leave it to me."

"Mr. Lu, I..." Wang Long raised his head. When he saw Lu Yuan's sincere eyes, he was suddenly very excited, and his words gradually became dry for a while.

This is a feeling of encountering Bole, which is a kind of moving.

"Let's talk, what else do you need and ask for now, as long as I have it, I can provide it to you..." Lu Yuan patted his chest.

He calculated that no matter how big the investment is, a restaurant doesn't need much money. Although he is gradually starting to run out of money, there will still be money.

"I……"

"Say it, don't be nervous and don't be afraid of failure. Failure is the mother of success. Who hasn't experienced failure?" Lu Yuan continued to pour out a wave of chicken soup.

"Boss Lu, I've almost finished preparations for the other singles. The only thing missing is the title song and the money to release the album. I... I'll do the math, and it will be about 450,000 yuan..." Wang Long raised his head, his eyes gradually turned hot from the loss and lack of confidence at the beginning.

"It doesn't matter, it's on me, uh, wait... album, title song?" Lu Yuan suddenly looked at Wang Long.

Something didn't sound right to him.

album?

Title song?

No!

Are we talking about the same topic?

"Yeah, my dream has always been to be a singer..."

"So you opened a restaurant and closed down because..."

"I made money from opening a restaurant to prepare my first album, but because there was no promotional channel, the album not only lost money but also owed a debt. In order to pay off the debt, I transferred the hotel, but unfortunately it was not enough, so I kept doing odd jobs Pay off the debt, until this year I just paid off all the debts..." Wang Long lowered his head. flash dance novel network

"So, you don't want to be a chef?"

"I want to be a singer."

"If someone asked you to open a restaurant, wouldn't you go?"

"Well, let's not hide it from Mr. Lu, I, I'm really a little bit unwilling..."

"..."

After hearing this, Lu Yuan took a deep breath.

Oh my God.

All this is completely different from the script I imagined.

He, a chef, wants to be a singer...

The restaurant closed down not because of poor management but because of the preparation of his first album, which ended up losing money...

So, all this is my own wishful thinking?

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay... I'm a little tired."

"Oh, Mr. Lu, what should I do next?"

"No need to do anything."

"Oh, shall I show you the albums I've made over the years?"

"No, you go to work first."

"Ah? Then I'll wait for your instructions?" Wang Long Hanhan looked at Lu Yuan who was slowly climbing onto the bed.

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, he felt tired again.

"Then Mr. Lu, I won't disturb your rest. I will come over on time tomorrow to make breakfast."

Although he didn't know that Lu Yuan suddenly became uncomfortable, Wang Long turned around and left the company very excitedly.

Before leaving, he looked back at the word "Entertainment" on the company again, and when he thought that he would be a full-time employee of the company after the company moved, he took a deep breath...

The heart that was already dead seemed to revive at this moment.

"..."

As for Lu Yuan, he closed his eyes and lay down, looking weak all over, unable to raise any thoughts to respond to Wang Long's words.

What was originally planned has completely collapsed in an instant.

A chef dreams of being a singer...

You are so good at cooking, can't you be a promising career as a chef?

Be a chicken singer!

Is there anything more crap than this?

At this moment, his cell phone rang...

"Ah Yuan, how's it going? Did the chef say anything?"

"Dad, you are helping me find a chef."

"Ah? Didn't you say you have..."

"It used to be there, but now it doesn't seem to be there."

"????"

Lu Yuan's father on the other end of the phone didn't understand what Lu Yuan said.

What does this mean?

………………………

In the next few days, although Lu Yuan's filming progress was still bumpy, Fatty Wei found that Wang Long was in good spirits. In my spare time, I even help the staff of the crew carry and turn over bags and carry heavy props.

Seeing Wang Long's fighting spirit so high, Fatty Wei immediately felt that it was worth the money.

Wouldn't it be worth three thousand yuan for such a hardworking person who is both a cook and a hand in hand?

It's definitely worth it!

Lu Yuan felt that it was a little weird, but he couldn't say anything for a while. The words that he had sworn to let Wang Long hang out with him before now are still a bit awkward...

I shouldn't have said that pretense.

Although this was a misunderstanding, seeing Wang Long's positive appearance, Lu Yuan couldn't directly hit his confidence.

Lu Yuan really didn't want to see a person's disappointed expression, after all, who can be ruthless?

So, what to do?

Finally, after the third day, after Lu Yuan considered for a long time, he finally called Wang Long over again.

"You lack a title song right now?"

"Well, yes, Mr. Lu."

"What about the other songs?"

"I've already written the other songs and recorded them a bit more simply."

"Bring it here and let me hear it."

"Oh, good!" Wang Long was pleasantly surprised when he saw Lu Yuan's expression, and then hurriedly took out a box carefully from the motorcycle he had been driving, and handed it to Lu Yuan anxiously after taking it out, as if Like a little kid waiting to be reviewed by a teacher.

Lu Yuan turned on the computer, put the CD in the album into the computer, and then Wang Long's voice appeared in the computer speakers.

Wang Long's voice made Lu Yuan a little surprised, with a hint of hoarseness in the vicissitudes of life, and the overall feeling was more vigorous than Lu Yuan's.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes after listening to the first song called "Heaven and Earth".

There is no doubt that this song is above-average in both the lyrics and the song, and it inexplicably gives Lu Yuan a sense of imagery.

Wang Long was very disturbed, sometimes listening to the song, sometimes looking at Lu Yuan's expression.

Hanhan's face was covered with indescribable sweat.

This recorded CD has been dusty for a year.

He originally thought that it would be impossible to find out again in this life, and he had even given up on it.

But today he took it out again.

Scenes of bitterness, failures, and blows in the past are all vivid in my memory...

Once he wanted to sign Tianyu and Joaquin.

However, he has no good looks, and he is too honest to flatter...

So no one wants him.

He was not reconciled, so he released his own album and spent a lot of money to make an album, which he thought was quite good.

But a good album is not enough, it also needs publicity, whether it is on the Internet or in reality.

It takes a team and a lot of money to spread the word...

Unfortunately, none of these king dragons are available.

So there's no question he's a loser...

Half an hour later, Lu Yuan took out the CD and slowly wrapped it up and handed it to Wang Long.

He felt Wang Lung's hands trembling, like a poor creature who wanted to climb out of the abyss but lacked courage.

"How much does it cost to release an album?"

"The most common one is... plus the cost of printing and sales promotion, it's about... big... about... about half a million..." Wang Long stammered.

"500,000..." Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

"Yes..." Wang Long lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at Lu Yuan.

He has no confidence.

Five hundred thousand is not a small amount.

And now I'm a singer without any reputation, no, I'm not even a cook who is a singer...

Is this really a chance?

Do not make jokes……

"I'll help you write a title song. You record it for me first. If possible, talk about it later." Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Wang Long.

"Ah?" Wang Long raised his head.

Then...

His face was full of surprise.