Entertainment: Starting with a Song of Rice Fragrance

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"Do you need something from me?"

Old Zheng was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

"Impossible, what could a big star like you possibly have to ask Xiao Ning for?"

"You've been a celebrity for so many years, you must be worth tens of millions, right? The food, drinks, clothes, and housing you have are beyond the reach of ordinary people like us. What do you have to ask him for?"

After saying that, she turned to look at her son, wanting to see his reaction.

"Hehe, Lao Zheng, of course I'm not asking for anything else. Our Xiao Ning is just incredibly talented; several of the songs he wrote are very popular in the market."

Jiang Zhiping chuckled, not embarrassed at all, and rubbed his hands together generously as he spoke.

"It's like this, I'm currently working on a TV series, and it's almost finished filming. But the composer of the ending theme song, Mr. Su Po, who we agreed to work with, has recently fallen ill and been hospitalized..."

As he spoke, he took out his phone, opened his photo album, and pointed to a still from the drama depicting a happy ending.

"Look, this is a fantasy drama called 'The Legend of the Immortal Swordsman.' It tells the story of an ordinary young man who gets caught up in a war between gods and demons. On his journey to find nine legendary spiritual stones to save the world, he gradually uncovers the entanglements of his past life and ultimately makes a difficult choice between personal loyalty and the well-being of the world..."

As he spoke, he handed the still to Zheng Ning.

"Hey, the costumes and props are pretty exquisite. It looks like a big-budget production..."

Zheng Ning took the phone. The images on it were stunning. Everyone's makeup and styling were exquisite and gorgeous, completely lacking the cheap feel of a small-scale plastic workshop.

"Yes, this drama cost 4000 million yuan to produce, and many big-name actors participated. Someone like me can only play the third male lead..."

Jiang Zhiping scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly and chuckled.

"Huh? Brother Jiang, even an actor like you who's almost A-level can only play the third male lead? What kind of star must the male lead be?"

Zheng Ning was shocked and turned around to look at Jiang Zhiping in surprise.

"Who else could it be? It's Zhuang Ruoyun, the hottest young actor right now. Sigh, I've been in the entertainment industry for almost 7 years, and I've finally gained some fame, but now I have to play a supporting role for such a rising star..."

Jiang Zhiping laughed heartily, his laughter filled with envy and self-deprecation.

"Hehe, it's precisely because of veteran actors like Brother Jiang that this show has such charm... But speaking of which, do you mean you want me to write an ending theme song for this show?"

Zheng Ning handed the phone back to him, her tone filled with disbelief.

"Brother Jiang, it's not that I look down on you, but shouldn't such a big decision be made by the director and producer? You're asking someone like me, a complete newcomer with only two new songs that have gained some recognition on the newcomer charts, to write songs for you. Do you think they'll agree to that?"

"Well, how should I put it? Actually, everyone's trying to find a way. It's not just me; almost everyone in the show is trying to contact the composers they know!"

Jiang Zhiping put his phone back in his pocket and said excitedly.

"After all, our show was filmed last month, and it was supposed to premiere in mid-January, but the ending theme song just hasn't arrived yet! If it can't air by February 1st, the production team will be in breach of contract, and the director and producer are already so anxious they've developed blisters on their lips!"

"So we're issuing a statement now: whoever can help resolve this hot potato will receive a larger portion of their screen time in the drama as a reward!"

"Furthermore, there will be more opportunities for on-screen appearances and screen time during subsequent promotional activities!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Zheng Ning and her father were shocked and exchanged a glance.

"This is great news! With such a large production, even just one or two more shots or a couple more lines of dialogue can leave a much deeper impression on the audience..."

Zheng Ning now understood why, even though he was just a newcomer in the world of composition, he wanted to grasp at this straw.

"Xiao Ning, let's not mince words. If you can really help Brother Jiang write such a song, it will help me gain more favor with Director Zhang."

Jiang Zhiping gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great decision, and said fiercely.

"Whether you get selected or not, I'll definitely give your new song a good boost on my Weibo!"

"Yes, yes, Xiao Ning, please help your brother Jiang out. He has four or five hundred thousand followers!"

Upon hearing this, Old Zheng, who was standing nearby, patted Zheng Ning on the shoulder with some excitement.

"Not only... Hehe, Lao Zheng, after all these years of building this up, the 400,000 to 500,000 fans are just the core group. If we really go all out with the promotion, we can still influence two to three million fans."

Jiang Zhiping crossed his arms and chuckled with a hint of arrogance.

"this……"

Zheng Ning was quite tempted by the offer.

My own songs, "Seven Mile Fragrance" and "Tornado," are currently ranked around 700 or 800, and I haven't had much motivation to climb higher.

The company promised to invest 20 million yuan in advertising every year, but it's impossible to do so all in just one month like it did with Tao Heung last December. So how will they survive the remaining 11 months?

Although he was tempted, he couldn't agree to her offer right away.

Because only family members know their own situation; all of their songs come from the system, not from their own creations.

What if the system doesn't provide a suitable task or a suitable song later? If I agree to their request, wouldn't I be sure to stand them up?

"this……"

He rested his chin on his hand and pondered.

"Brother Jiang, how about this? I can't guarantee anything right now, but give me some time so I can think about it carefully?"

After all, the other party is also a long-time friend of my father and a fairly famous celebrity. If I want to make a career in the entertainment industry in the future, the more friends I make, the better. Of course, I also want to establish this good relationship.

Whether you can find the right tasks and get the corresponding rewards is really not up to you; you can only try your luck.

"Sure, haha, of course no problem! Creating art is never easy, and Xiao Ning, you're already incredibly generous by agreeing to give it a try!"

Jiang Zhiping also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his competitor, Wu Peng, who was also an important character in the play, was now contacting one of his friends who could compose music.

If the other party gets to see Director Zhang first, then regardless of whether the project succeeds or not, his exposure will increase during the subsequent publicity process. Wouldn't that mean that my status in the crew would be overshadowed by him again?

Moreover, having worked in the industry for seven years without achieving great fame, he truly doesn't want to miss any opportunity to shine.

Don't underestimate those few lines of dialogue and a few shots; sometimes, when the supernatural comes, it really can defy fate!

"Alright, Xiao Ning, thanks in advance! Haha, just because you're so straightforward, I'm definitely going to be your friend! I'll go help promote your new song tonight!"

Jiang Zhiping laughed heartily and patted the edge of the bed heavily. To be honest, he initially just wanted to try his luck, like a blind cat catching a dead mouse. He wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't give it a try.

But now, looking at Zheng Ning's shy smile, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in my heart:

"Who knows, this might actually work out with him?"