Entertainment, I am a great artist

During working hours, everyone just bubbled up in the group and then stopped.

Fang Yi didn't care too much, it was just a communication group, convenient for work.

After chatting with everyone, Fang Yi blocked the public information.

At this moment, there was another beep sound suddenly, and someone in the group Aite himself.

Zhao Zijun: [Blade, do you dare to bet with me again? 】

The group suddenly fell silent.

Although Tianfu Entertainment is a big company, all departments are closely connected, and few news can be kept secret.Yesterday, the ninth floor went directly to the thirteenth floor, and Zhao Zijun was captured alive, which has become known to everyone in the company.

Although Zhao Zijun didn't eat shit, but being ridiculed in public on the ninth floor made everyone talk about it.

[That Tong Xixi looks very shy, who knows that when he scolds someone, he doesn't use a single word of swearing. 】

[The problem is, all the colleagues guarding the thirteenth floor. 】

[The faces of the family are all black. 】

[I heard that Mao Jun, the supervisor on the thirteenth floor, is also there. 】

[The ninth floor is too ruthless. When you see people on the ninth floor in the future, everyone be careful. They have taken the first and second floors of the music list. 】

……

Fang Yi frowned.

He didn't know about Tong Xixi hitting the thirteenth floor yesterday, but he just felt that this Zhao Zijun was too annoying.

Like a mad dog.

"Blade, do you dare to accept this challenge?" Su Yan looked up from the opposite side.

"There's nothing you dare not." Fang Yi smiled lightly, typing quickly on the screen with his fingers.

Daofeng @赵子君: [Zhao Zijun, you can’t. 】

Zhao Zijun @刀锋: [Don't brag, tell me, what are you betting this time? 】

Dao Feng: [December new song list, whoever loses will kowtow to become a teacher. 】

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Zijun fell silent immediately.

If Tong Xixi hadn't bet on the thirteenth floor yesterday, not many people would have known about the bet last month, but this time the bet was in the company group.

Also, the November bet was a parody joke, after all no one really forced him to eat shit.

Then the bet this time is really big, if the loser doesn't fulfill the bet, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive in Tianfu.

No wonder Zhao Zijun didn't dare to respond.

However, at this moment, another person suddenly appeared.

Mao Jun@刀锋: [This bet, accept it, lose on the thirteenth floor, and everyone worships you as a teacher. 】

Be quiet!

Absolute silence!
The supervisor on the thirteenth floor!Mao Jun actually came out!He also accepted the bet from Dao Feng.

This is not comparable to Zhao Zijun and his ilk.

You know, it's not an easy task to get into the position of director of the composition department.

It's not that the supervisor has a higher level of composition, but that as a supervisor, he can lead the entire team and has the ability to be independent.

This is to use the strength of the entire thirteenth floor to fight against the blade!

The thirteenth floor is crazy!
Although the group was quiet, each floor seemed to have taken a stimulant.

Composition department on the [-]th floor!

"Hey, tell me, is Mao Jun crazy?"

"Pfft, you don't know, yesterday, Lao Tan from the ninth floor gave him tea, and I heard that Mao Jun was so angry that he almost had a heart attack on the spot."

The composition department on the nineteenth floor!

"This blade, what kind of god is it?"

"I heard that it's just a junior composer on the ninth floor. This time he hit the iron plate."

"Haha, the thirteenth floor is also invincible."

Seventeenth floor!
"Hey, how long has Tianfu not had such fun watching?"

"Do you really think that Daofeng alone can fight against the thirteenth floor!"

"I would like to see a miracle."

"Don't think about it, Mao Jun is sure of winning, how can he really take a junior composer as his teacher."

……

Although everyone ridiculed Mao Jun's anger this time, no one thought that Dao Feng could really win the entire thirteenth floor.

"Blue Lotus"?
It's just a coincidence!

It is just luck for a junior composer to accidentally write a good song, but it is impossible to maintain this level all the time.

It's not uncommon for a top composer to overturn, let alone a brat.

However, if the blade loses, it loses.

At most, he could be transferred to the thirteenth floor to be Mao Jun's apprentice.

No shame!
It was Su Yan who looked at Fang Yi with a smile.

"Hey, there are eighteen composers on the thirteenth floor. Don't you think it's troublesome when you become a master?"

"It's not that I insist on betting." Fang Yi shook his head helplessly.

His original intention was just to scare Zhao Zijun away. Being pestered by such a mad dog every day is a very disturbing thing.

How could he have thought that Mao Jun would be provoked.

However, if you gamble, you gamble, it's a big deal, let them quit the division at that time!
Standing up, she walked towards the door, "Sister Su, you go ahead, I'll go to the third floor."

"Go." Su Yan nodded, saw Fang Yi's figure disappearing outside the door, took out her phone and dialed, "Xiao Yu, you are a composer, you really have some stuff!"

"That's right, that's right!" Lin Xiaoyu laughed.

"Well, not only is he expected, but he also has a temper. Today, he offended the entire thirteenth floor by himself. Soon, you will be the wife of the thirteenth floor."

"I don't care about those guys who put on bad faces every day. By the way, he won't lose."

"will not."

……

Fang Yi went out, took the elevator, and arrived at Luo Wei's office.

Push the door in.

Luo Wei was on the phone, saw Fang Yi coming in, and signaled Fang Yi to wait for a while.

Sitting down on the sofa, Fang Yi listened to Luo Wei's conversation.

"Jung, didn't we agree yesterday? Why did you suddenly go back on your word?"

"Broker Luo, it's not that I don't want to help you. You also know that I'm just an actor and must obey the arrangements from above."

"Is there no room for relaxation?"

"Broker Luo, if you need my help with your personal affairs, I will definitely do what I can, but this is the only way to go."

"Crack!" The phone hung up.

Luo Wei grinned and smiled at Fang Yi.

"Student, maybe I have been a little bit offended recently. When I go home today, I will ask someone to do a fortune telling to see if there is a way to change my bad luck."

"Do you believe this?" Fang Yi smiled.

"Is there any way if you don't believe me? Senior sister has really worked hard, but I always feel something is wrong. Maybe it's because of my birth year."

"What if, I say, we don't need to create a scandal?"

"Then, what to do?"

"I may be able to attract a little traffic, but these are also consolation prizes. In the end, we still have to rely on the strength of "Learn to Meow"."

"Are you sure?" Luo Wei's eyes suddenly became brighter.