FYN Chapter 14 Dark Horse in the Young Singers Competition
Chapter 14 Dark Horse in the Young Singers Competition
These days, many ordinary families in mainland China don't even earn that much in a year!
He's just a student, and he's asking for two thousand right off the bat?
Can I still place an order now?
This isn't negotiation, this is... robbery!
No, it's even more justifiable than robbery!
Su Xiao's first reaction was to refute, to question, and to tell this arrogant young man not to be so conceited.
But the words were forced back down by reason.
To get promoted in the future, one needs opportunities to travel for work.
It will receive more news coverage.
Tolerate!
"Lin, wait for me a moment, I'll go discuss this with my supervisor."
She couldn't come up with two thousand yuan, nor was she going to pay it.
Let's ask the station first; anyway, I've given them a general overview of what happened last night.
Whether it's worth it or not is for the leaders to decide.
She doesn't need to worry about whether she can afford to give that much money.
Su Xiao felt like a gambler who was about to lose all his chips. He knew the other party might be setting a trap, but he had no choice but to bet, because if he backed down, he might lose everything.
Two thousand... Will the station agree to that?
she does not know.
But Su Xiao knew that if she let Lin Hanjiang leave now, all her previous plans, the value of this trip to Kyoto, and even her chance to impress her superiors might all be wasted.
She stomped her foot hard, disregarding her manners, and turned around again.
They rushed toward the phone booth at an even faster speed than before.
Old Chen carried the machine, watching Su Xiao's retreating figure as she ran away again, then looked at Lin Hanjiang's calm face.
I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp and a bitter taste in my mouth.
He has been in the industry for over a decade and has never seen an interview like this.
I've never seen such an arrogant interviewee before.
In the past, when they came to interview me, they were always very polite and answered all my questions. I just wanted to show my face more often.
How come I suffered such a big defeat at Lin Hanjiang's hands?
Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, Lin Hanjiang has not only demystified reporters, but also those high and mighty celebrities.
Right now, all he's thinking about is how to make money.
With money, even celebrities have to bow down.
The weather was rather hot, and it wasn't good to be out in the sun on the main road at school.
He walked to the shade of a sycamore tree on the side, stood still, and watched Su Xiao rush into the phone booth for the second time.
This time, Su Xiao's movements were even more anxious.
She practically lunged at the telephone, immediately inserted the coin, and dialed.
Because she had just seen several figures carrying cameras and recording equipment appear.
Some had press badges hanging around their necks, while others carried canvas bags printed with the newspaper's name. They were gathered together and heading towards the China Conservatory of Music.
Other media outlets are also quick to act.
It seems that she wasn't the only one who thought the song "The Story of Spring" from the semi-finals was good.
When these media outlets saw that CCTV had canceled its interviews, they all prepared to interview Lin Hanjiang themselves.
We absolutely cannot let them beat us to it; this is an opportunity we've worked so hard to get.
The endless beeping of the call waiting to be connected felt incredibly long, each beep like a hammer blow to her heart.
She kept looking back and saw Lin Hanjiang standing under the shade of a tree, surrounded by several reporters who had arrived, talking to him.
hurry up!
Answer it quickly!
Su Xiao screamed inwardly.
"Beep...beep...click."
The phone was finally answered, but it wasn't the boss's familiar voice; instead, it was a slightly cold female voice: "Hey? Who are you looking for? The director just went out."
They went out?
Su Xiao felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and asked urgently, "You went out? Where did you go? When are you coming back? I have something urgent, very urgent. It's about the exclusive interview for the CCTV Young Singers Competition."
"I don't know. The director didn't say. Call back later." After saying that, the other party seemed about to hang up.
"Please don't hang up, I'm begging you. This is a crucial exclusive story for the station! Please find a way to get in touch with the director, or... or is there any other leader who can make that decision? Is Deputy Director Wang from the publicity department here?"
Su Xiao's voice already carried a hint of pleading.
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.
"Deputy Director Wang? I'm not sure. Let me transfer you."
Thank you.
At this moment, Lin Hanjiang stood in the shade under the sycamore tree.
Suddenly, he saw more than a dozen people surrounding him.
Some were wearing work badges, some were carrying video cameras, and some were holding microphones.
Lin Hanjiang was also a little stunned; CCTV's words didn't carry much weight these days.
You said you'd cancel the interview, but you insisted on doing it yourselves, right?
"Hello, Lin Hanjiang. We are from the Arts and Entertainment Department of Kyoto Television."
A middle-aged man with glasses and a refined demeanor spoke first.
He was followed by a younger cameraman whose equipment looked newer than Old Chen's from Guangdong TV.
"We at Kyoto TV were also following last night's match, and your rendition of 'The Story of Spring' was truly refreshing. I'd like to chat with you briefly; it won't take up too much of your time."
Almost simultaneously, another voice chimed in, carrying a soft, Wu dialect accent: "Lin, I'm a reporter from Shanghai TV. This song is about the spring of our country, it expresses the voice of the times, it's really good. I'd like to ask you to talk about your thoughts on the creation of this song."
This Shanghai female reporter speaks quickly and has a sharp eye; she's clearly a veteran who's used to covering the entertainment industry.
There were also people carrying microphones with the Jiangsu TV logo; people holding interview notebooks from the Kyoto Daily; and people holding cameras from the Drama and Film Newspaper...
Under the small patch of shade, reporters from six or seven media outlets had gathered.
They exchanged glances, a mixture of curiosity, scrutiny, and a hint of unspoken competition.
When news spread that CCTV had canceled the interview, everyone wanted to get a first-hand interview with this dark horse of the CCTV Young Singers Competition.
Lin Hanjiang's gaze swept calmly over the crowd, and he nodded slightly as a greeting.
He didn't answer any of their questions immediately, as if he was waiting for something.
That bespectacled reporter from Kyoto TV was much more experienced.
Seeing that Lin Hanjiang didn't respond, he changed to a more direct question: "Lin, have you decided on your piece for the finals? Is it still an original composition?"
This question is both insightful and allows us to conduct interviews.
Lin Hanjiang ignored it.
I don't want to say another word if I don't get paid.
He still has time to go to CCTV and give the organizing committee the final competition song selection.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Su Xiao on the other side of the phone booth seemed to have ended her call and was looking over in this direction with an anxious expression.
Lin Hanjiang understood, knowing that the time was almost right.
He turned to the Kyoto TV reporter and gave him a slightly apologetic smile.
"Thank you all for your attention. Regarding the interview, I have a general point to clarify."
Everyone pricked up their ears, eager to hear Lin Hanjiang's opinion.
Some were also eager to take notes, looking at Lin Hanjiang and waiting.
"Considering the limited time and energy, and to avoid causing unnecessary trouble for the teachers, I will only accept in-depth interviews with exclusive authorization for the follow-up interviews regarding the semi-finals of this Young Singers Competition."
Lin Hanjiang paused, then, meeting the astonished and bewildered gazes of the crowd, uttered that earth-shattering number.
"The exclusive licensing fee is two thousand yuan. The exclusive license period for the TV station that obtains the license is until the premiere of your program on Monday. Interviews with other media friends will be arranged after the licensed broadcast."
"two thousand?"
"What? Exclusive? And you have to pay for it?"
"Are you kidding me? Two thousand for a single student interview?"