Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

Chapter 111 Historical Deviation: It Came Ahead of Schedule.

7:20 p.m.

Turn into an inconspicuous alley on Chaoyangmen Inner Street, and at the end there is a vermilion wooden door.

There was no sign hanging at the entrance, only a dim yellow lantern.

Chen Yang glanced at the text message Deng Chao sent on his phone, confirmed the house number, and pushed open the door to go inside.

The courtyard is not large, it was converted from a traditional courtyard house with three sections, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and two stone tables under the grape trellis.

The receptionist, a girl in a cheongsam, smiled and led him inside.

"Mr. Chen, is that right? Mr. Deng has already arrived and is in the Plum Hall."

Chen Yang followed her through the corridor and stopped at the door of the innermost private room.

The door was ajar, and laughter could be heard coming from inside.

He straightened his collar and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in!"

Deng Chao's voice came from inside.

Chen Yang pushed open the door, then paused for a moment.

The private room wasn't big, with a round table and four chairs.

Deng Chao sat in the main seat, pouring tea into a cup.

A woman sat next to him, with long, flowing hair, no makeup, and wearing a pale yellow cotton dress. She had a gentle and serene demeanor and was peeling an orange with her head down.

Sun Li.

Across from me sat a short-haired woman, wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, with headphones around her neck and a notebook spread out beside her, covered in dense musical notation.

Chen Yang didn't know her.

But that stack of musical scores stirred something within him.

"Here it comes!"

Deng Chao stood up and enthusiastically pulled Chen Yang's arm, "Please sit down!"

Chen Yang smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping naturally over the group.

"Brother Chao, didn't you say it was just the two of us?"

Deng chuckled, completely unashamed.

"Pretty much, just two more people."

He pointed to the woman beside him.

"This is Sun Li, my girlfriend. You probably haven't met her before."

Sun Li put down the orange in her hand, stood up, bowed slightly, and smiled gently.

"Director Chen, I often hear Deng Chao mention you."

Chen Yang quickly reached out his hand.

"Hello, it's an honor to meet you."

He said he had long admired him, but his tone was just right—neither overly polite nor greasy.

"Brother Chao acted like a captain on the show, and I've always been curious about who was in charge of him. Today I finally met him in person."

Sun Li was amused and patted Deng Chao on the shoulder.

"Look how eloquent Director Chen is."

Deng Chao pursed his lips.

Why are you praising him? He's even more talkative than me.

Chen Yang smiled and sat down, turning his gaze to the short-haired woman opposite him.

Deng Chao immediately introduced.

"This is Mo Yanlin, an exceptionally talented music producer in the industry. She's a jack-of-all-trades in songwriting, composing, and arranging, and has written songs for several big singers. She's a friend of Sister Li."

Mo Yanlin nodded to Chen Yang and extended her hand.

"Hello Director Chen, you can just call me Xiao Mo."

She speaks concisely and directly, without any unnecessary pleasantries, clearly the type to work behind the scenes.

Chen Yang squeezed her hand.

"Hello, Teacher Xiao Mo."

"Don't call me teacher, it makes me sound old."

Mo Yanlin waved her hand.

The four people sat down.

Deng Chao picked up the bottle of liquor on the table and poured a glass for everyone.

"Let's not talk about work today, just eat, drink, and chat. Don't be shy."

Chen Yang picked up his wine glass and smiled.

"Brother Chao, if you really weren't going to talk about work, you wouldn't have called me out here alone."

Deng Chao was exposed, his hand holding the wine glass hovered in mid-air, and his eyes darted around.

Sun Li chuckled softly beside her.

"See, I told you so. Director Chen is someone you can't hide your little schemes from."

Deng Chao coughed lightly.

"Let's drink first, let's drink first, we can talk about everything after we finish eating."

The four of them clinked glasses.

The dishes were served one after another.

The restaurant serves Beijing-style home-style dishes, including hot pot with pork, braised pork hock, mustard greens, and deep-fried meatballs, all served in small dishes and bowls.

Deng is talkative and has a high alcohol tolerance; he starts rambling after just three drinks.

"Director Chen, you don't know, after all these years of acting, this is the first time I've done a variety show, and I've gotten addicted to it."

"The feeling of tearing off name tags is more exciting than filming a movie."

Chen Yang picked up a piece of wasabi with his chopsticks and inhaled sharply from the spiciness.

"That's adrenaline. When you're filming a movie, there's a script to cover it up, but when you're tearing name tags, nobody writes the ending for you."

"Yes! That's it!"

Deng slammed his hand on the table. "No one writes the ending for you. You're entirely on your own. That kind of uncertainty is so exciting."

Sun Li sipped her soup slowly beside her, occasionally interjecting with a comment.

"The day he came back from Hengdian, he was still reviewing the game in the living room at three in the morning, saying that he was a fraction of a second off from tearing Li Chen apart, and if he had been just a little faster, he could have gotten a double kill."

"That was a post-mortem analysis, a professional practice."

Deng's defense.

"You're just being stubborn."

Sun Li didn't even look up.

Chen Yang laughed out loud.

Deng Chao is exactly the same person in private and at work: talkative and boastful, but in a way that is not annoying.

After a few drinks, the awkwardness between the four people completely disappeared.

Mo Yanlin doesn't talk much, but she gets excited when it comes to music.

She asked Chen Yang what style of background music was used in the program. Chen Yang shared his experience in recording and talked about his ideas for post-production background music, from the emotional timing of the background music to the rhythm of the variety show sound effects.

Mo Yanlin's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she listened.

"Director Chen, your understanding of music is far superior to that of most directors."

"You flatter me, I'm just a dabbler."

Chen Yang waved his hand, "True professionals should listen to you."

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Deng Chao put down his wine glass and suddenly stopped laughing.

He sat up straight and looked at Chen Yang.

"Director Chen, there's something I've been thinking about for a long time."

Chen Yang put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

"explain."

Deng Chao paused for two seconds, as if organizing his thoughts.

"You know what? The night we finished filming the second episode, a few of us talked for a long time in the hotel corridor."

"Chen Ge, Bao Qiang, He He, and Kai Kai are all here."

"What are we talking about? We're talking about what this show is all about?"

Chen Yang didn't interrupt.

Deng continued.

"I've been acting for so many years, playing emperors, Bao Zheng, and ordinary people. I've always been playing other people."

"But in your show, I'm playing myself."

"The feeling was strange, yet very real."

He paused for a moment.

"Especially after the name tag ripping game, when I was eliminated and sat in the rest area watching others fight hard on the field, I was actually more nervous than when I was acting."

"It's not about winning or losing, it's about the brothers."

The private room was quiet for a while.

Sun Li looked at Deng Chao with very gentle eyes.

Mo Yanlin lowered her head and opened the notebook in front of her.

Deng Chao took a deep breath and glanced at Mo Yanlin.

"So after I got back that night, I talked with Sister Li for a long time, and then I contacted Xiao Mo."

He patted Mo Yanlin on the shoulder.

"I told her about our team, seven people with completely different personalities, but we just came together. I told her about the muddy battles in the quagmire, the undercover plot twist in the Vermilion Bird Tower, and the moments after each recording when we sat together drinking beer, bragging, and teasing each other."

"Then Xiao Mo said she wanted to write these things into a song."

Mo Yanlin turned the notebook around and pushed it in front of Chen Yang.

The musical notes on the staff are densely packed, with lyrics written in pencil next to them, showing signs of corrections, indicating that they have been revised many times.

Chen Yang glanced down.

The moment my eyes fell on the lyrics of the chorus.

His pupils contracted slightly.

"You are my superhero..."

My heart skipped a beat.

These words, like a key, instantly unlocked a long-sealed door deep in my memory.

past life.

That song.

Superheroes.

The soul of Running Man.

Chen Yang stared at the stack of musical scores, his fingers unconsciously gripping the edge of the tablecloth.

How could that be?

He thought the song would only be released after the show became popular.

But the show hasn't aired yet.

The second episode has just finished recording.

Deng Chao approached Mo Yanlin himself.

It wasn't because of the program's arrangements, nor because of a commercial contract.

It's because he genuinely developed feelings for the team.

The gears of history have turned in a completely different way, but they have ultimately meshed in the same place.

It's time to come, it's coming.

"Let me sing you a song."