Kuaichuan live broadcast: the villain BOSS is the queen!

Chapter 1550 Idol Superstar: President, love like honey! 10

"Drink some water."

Fu Jingran looked down at the transparent warm water.

"Don't worry, there is no medicine." Chong Ai's eyes flashed with light, and he said warmly: "You sang songs all night, your throat must be very dry and uncomfortable, so don't drink wine."

The words showed concern.

Fu Jingran stretched out his articulated hand to pick up the glass, took a sip of warm water, and moistened his throat.

"What do you have to do with me?"

Chong Ai leaned on the sofa lazily, and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I heard that you signed up for "Bright Stars" and it was brushed down, isn't it?"

Fu Jingran's thin lips pursed into a line, and the fingers holding the glass tightened.

Starlight Entertainment in Haicheng held a music program, "Bright Stars" is the name of the program. First, it was selected from the national audience, and then some outstanding players were selected through the sea.

These players will stay in the "Bright Stars" program group, and then they will become the company's trainees, and then through constant PK, they will finally select those who can debut and become stars.

I didn't save Zheng Xiaohui today——

The song he created half a month ago was 'borrowed' by Zheng Xiaohui, and then successfully entered "Bright Stars", but he was swept out of the audition because of 'character problems'.

The CEO of Starlight Entertainment is the beautiful woman in front of her. As long as she says a word, the entertainment industry will be like a butterfly setting off a huge wave.

With her help, let alone entering the audition, even winning the championship in "Bright Stars" is possible.

No wonder Zheng Xiaohui proposed a pillow seat and wanted to be her guest of honor.

The entertainment industry is a dirty big dye vat, and those female and male stars who are superficially beautiful may not be as clean as bar prostitutes/female ducks.

"What if it was brushed off?" Fu Jingran raised his eyes and looked at Chong Ai.

Chong Ai smiled lightly and said, "You know what I mean, as long as you speak..."

"No need." Fu Jingran's lips curved into a sarcastic arc, and said, "If you want to talk to me about this, then I'll go first."

"Wait." Chong Ai stopped him. When he looked over, he raised his brows slightly and said, "My assistant is back, would you mind blowing my hair for me?"

Fu Jingran's unusually handsome face looked slightly dark, and said, "Mr. Xia likes to keep men close?"

tsk~

This tone... angry?Jealous?

Chong Ai blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Only you."

Although he knew that she might be lying and talking nonsense, Fu Jingran moved slightly in his heart and put down the guitar.

"Where's the blower?"

Chong Ai stood up and said, "Come with me."

Fu Jingran followed behind her and walked into the bathroom. There were two people standing in the spacious bathroom, which seemed a little crowded.

Chong Ai took the hair dryer and handed it to him, and said, "Excuse me."

Fu Jingran held the blow dryer, with lowered eyebrows, and inserted his knuckled fingers into her soft wet hair, turning on the blow dryer and blowing her hair meticulously.

The hair dryer made a slight whirring sound, and the warm wind blew with a comfortable feeling.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat charming and beautiful.

Soon, her hair was blow-dried.

Fu Jingran put the hairdryer aside, his expression returned to indifference, and said, "I'm leaving."

After saying that, he walked towards the door without hesitation.

Chong Ai looked at the back of his leaving, and the curvature of the corners of his lips deepened.

Not tempted by money and status, the difficulty factor of strategy is high enough.

(End of this chapter)