The era of h.o.t was about 16 years ago, and it was known in history as the first wave of Korean wave. Hotdog was infected. He created "Korean wave" to vent his dissatisfaction. It was just because it was difficult to enter the elegant hall, and the masses could only spread it secretly. But even so, the masses carried forward their wisdom and heard the voices from the other side. This was even the first time that most people came into contact with hiphop, while another group of people came into contact with this thing through the song of h.o.t.

In that era, "The Incoming Korean Wave", which could not be published publicly, was only spread underground. Even so, now with the support of the new song chart and the Internet, I really don't know what will happen.

"If you try again, you'll only have a thousand votes." Lu Kang grabbed the monitor with both hands, "Work hard! Work hard! Isn't this possible? Rush up!"

"Damn it's not like this." Lu Jian pulled Lu Kang hard to protect his monitor, "You are subjective idealism."

"But this issue, the ticket was bitten very hard." Xia Ge said to the screen, "Lu Kang really has a chance."

"No, he is the least chance." Lu Jian grabbed Lu Kang and shook his head, "It doesn't matter if "Korean Wave" is not popular, but something will happen if it becomes popular."

"What happened...is right." Xia Ge quickly understood and stood up and patted Lu Kang, "Cherish every second you are on the list."

"I know, I'm ready to be banned long ago." Lu Kang turned around and looked at Xia Ge with red eyes, "But this just proves that I can do it, and I can become a man worthy of my youth!"

"You've got enough, go to exercise!"

"Try harder, work harder!" Lu Kang was almost smashing the monitor, "Just give me a song, I only have this opportunity to do my best and ignite it!"

"Okay, Qiao Qiao will record another song for you this week."

"I'm sure." Lu Kang quickly put down the monitor and turned around excitedly.

"..." Lu Jian's expression was very bad. He felt that the people around him had figured out the tricks to deal with him.

This is to force a dog to the forefront...

...

In the morning after the change of the list, the two unhappy brothers met as always.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck! This time I'm really a dog."

Even though the combination of yb and Yu Sheng came out of nowhere, even though Lin Fan and Zhang Qinyi's new song were very inspiring, their light was completely covered by a terrible shadow.

"What's the origin of dog?"

"I don't know, I asked, and I said I was an independent musician."

"I don't know what a fool, the producer is mc. Donglou, okay?"

"You know?"

"The East Tower is West Lake."

"After you say that, the lyrics and music of "The Successor of the Dragon" are Nanqin."

"The Great China is Northern Malaysia."

"Is... West Lake... Four Brothers?" He slapped his head with a brainless look, "It's so scary! Popular love songs, hip-hop rap, electronics, folk music, all of them are all occupied. Who are their parents?"

"How could it be the four brothers?" Unhappy denied this stupid idea, "It must be one person, all of them are clones of West Lake, not... they are clones of Lu Jian."

"Is it really Lu Jian? The guy who secretly poached the slander?"

"Anyway, it's too terrifying. Without Yu Sheng and YB, Xing Factory would dominate the list in another form."

"It's too much. I thought this episode of the song "Fanshen" would be easier."

As the industry is thinking about these complicated things, a considerable number of listeners have been involved in the big teasing of "Korean Wave". Although the number of votes is still second, the number of playbacks and topicality have completely crushed "I believe", and even surpassed all the songs ever. At the beginning, they were just talking about reason and justification, but people found that this was useless and quickly turned into brainless and brainless propaganda. Not to mention whether it can set off a wave of hiphop, Dog Brother at least reduced his IQ more or less through his songs.

The entire Binhai City has fallen into an extremely complicated situation.

The staff of the hair salon do morning exercises according to the rhythm of "I Believe", while the snack bar next to them is playing "Rat Love Rice". The background music of the shopping center in the main building is "Forget Love Water", while the girl in the square wears headphones and listens to "Rat Love Rice" covered by the most beloved boy, Kevin Wang. Her best friend is listening to "Big China". They quarreled and fell into a cold war. However, when they walked out of the shopping center, a Harley motorcycle with high-powered speakers whizzed by, and the sound of "Fuck your mother next door" penetrated their eardrums.

The folk song that just blew was disturbed by the inexplicable winds of east, west, south and north.

And the initiator of all this is ready to change his career.

Sunglasses and vests have become standard for Lu Jian, monitors and pony stools have become his partners, lenses are his language, cuts and nie are his latest catchphrases.

On the overpass, the relatively simplest of the 12 MVs, "Alive", is being filmed.

Xia Ge put on his iconic leather jacket and cowboy, turned into a wandering singer, stepped on the guitar, stood at the intersection of urban traffic, and told the people who were rushing to tell him his confusion.

Lu Jian fiddled with light, scenery, people, and things like a magician, but this was not the case.

Although he is called director, he is still studying and hired the entire filming team as his teacher.

"Teacher, can you start?" He honestly handed the cameraman towel.

"This, if you want to play this backlight effect, you feel that the position of the sun is still a few degrees." The cameraman pulled Lu Jian and squatted in front of Xia Ge. "From this perspective, it is best if the height of the sun is consistent with Xia Ge's head."

"How long will it take to wait?"

"It's half an hour."

"How long can that height last?"

"It's half an hour."

"Then let's take pictures of something else?"

"You have the final say with the drama business." The cameraman wiped his sweat and said with a smile. "If you take pictures, you must strictly design the schedule. Otherwise, there will be too many things you can't imagine after you really take pictures."

"I have a plan." Lu Jian took out a notebook from his vest, "From 8-10 am, the 1st, 3rd, 7th, 8th, 15th, 16th mirrors of the overpass scene."

"Well, let's take a look..." The camera scanned the circle, "You see, 3, 7, and 8 of them need to be shot backlight. I remember that there is a demand for the position of the sun in the storyboard script, so this part should be marked out specifically. When shooting, we have to arrange the shooting time of these lenses for a limited time. Secondly, this should be done by production or drama. Our photography is mainly on-site work."

"I thought mv was shorter, so it could be simple."

"Haha, Director Lu, if you want to take a good shot, you don't have a simple statement. The shots that flash by in a second on the picture are all made after a long time of planning and hardening."

"Then let's hurry up and practice those shots first."
Chapter completed!