The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Gu Fu stood in place, his expression was in a trance, his eyes were dazed, and his voice floated when he spoke.

"The Queen's Dance Troupe? Master...Father, do you have a Queen's Dance Troupe?"

As far as he knows, there are very few choreographers who can own a royal dance troupe.

After all, raising a dance troupe costs a lot of money.

Ordinary choreographers can't afford it at all, and no dance troupe is willing to follow a choreographer with no future willingly.

Only the top choreographers will have their own dance troupe.

According to Song He, Suo Wu has a royal dance troupe.

And Jiang Nan also has a royal dance troupe? !

"Why, it's strange?" Jiang Nan raised his head slightly, showing a smooth jawline, with a calm expression.

Gu Fu shook his head hastily, and hurriedly wrote down the string of addresses.

***

When Song He returned to the car, he covered the corners of his mouth with a sullen look on his face.

"What's the matter? Where's Gu Fu?" Xi Die looked at Song He's appearance, frowned, and took a few steps closer, "What's the matter with the injury on your face?"

Song He rubbed the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and there was no blood left, only a faint pain.

He shook his head, took two sips of water, and replied: "It's okay, Gu Fu will come over later. He's going to apprentice now."

After Song He finished speaking, his voice paused, his lowered eyes slowly opened, his eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he said word by word: "He went to worship Jiang Nan as his teacher."

When Xi Die heard this, her eyes widened suddenly, and she frowned, "What did you say?"

Gu Fu worships Jiang Nan as his teacher?

What a joke!

The other members of the w choreography troupe are no different from Lei Pi.

Shock.

ridicule.

surprised.

Different expressions.

The group of people didn't wait long in the car before Gu Fu walked in.

The corners of Gu Fu's mouth were slightly raised, looking in a good mood.

However, as soon as he stepped into the bus, Gu Fu was stopped by Xi Die.

"Gu Fu, I heard that you want to worship Jiang Nan as your teacher?" Xi Die looked calmly.

Gu Fu sat down on the empty seat in the front row, adjusted his expression, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, saying: "Yes, she is already my master."

"Bullshit!"

Xi Die frowned, her voice was raised a lot, and when she spoke again, it was an undisguised reprimand,

"What choreography can Jiang Nan teach you, you can't make fun of your own life!"

The atmosphere is deadly.

Although Xi Die is usually serious, she rarely gets angry.

This was the first time that Gu Fu was directly reprimanded in front of everyone.

Gu Fu turned his head, looked at Xi Die seriously and explained: "Xi Tuan, my master can choreograph, and she has her own role..."

"okay."

Xi Die didn't want to listen any more, so she interrupted him directly.

The disappointment between the brows was hard to hide.

"Jiang Nan is only 19 years old, four years younger than you. Even if he knows how to choreograph, how strong can he be? If you want to learn a teacher, I will not stop you. It is normal that the master is not as good as Suo Wu, but you choose Jiang Nan as your master. ,I disagree."

The performance of Jiang Nan's group last night was really amazing, and Gu Fu's choreography definitely contributed a lot.

Xi Die was quite surprised by Gu Fu's potential in controlling choreography, and was preparing to cultivate it vigorously.

It's just that he didn't expect that after just one night, Gu Fu would start to give himself up.

He actually worshiped Jiang Nan, who is unknown in the choreography world, as his teacher.

It's simply a horror of slipping the world!

"Go and terminate the master-student relationship with Jiang Nan now!" Xi Die's eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and her tone was commanding.

Gu Fu froze, squeezed his white fingertips, and refused firmly: "She is already my master. I will not dissolve the master-student relationship."

With a cold face, Xi Die smashed a bottle of mineral water over, and said in a low voice, "I'm stubborn!"

Gu Fu didn't speak, just sat quietly.

Seeing Gu Fu's way of going his own way, Xi Die's face became ugly for a while, she turned around with an idea in her heart, and then she became firm.

It seems that the head of the w choreography troupe can give up on Gu Fu.

Song He's master is Suo Wu, second only to Yang Xi.

Only Song He can bring w choreography to a higher level.

"Song He, get ready and go back to share with others the experience of choreography for this performance." Xi Die raised her voice.

Song He glanced at Gu Fu, raised his eyebrows, "Yes."

***

the other side.

As soon as Liang Jingzhi walked to the door of his lounge, he heard the earth-shattering sound of rock music coming from inside.

Liang Jingzhi opened the door expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"

"Congratulations to Ms. Jiang for getting No.2! I can flirt with the boss again!" Liang Yu said with a look of begging for compliments.

Liang Feng stood aside, conscientiously pulling the ribbon.

This move was taught by Liang Yu——

less talking, more working.

Liang Jingzhi frowned, and directly turned off the sound in the room.

There was a sudden silence in the living room.

Liang Yu was so keenly aware that Liang Jingzhi was in a bad mood, her heart trembled, and she turned herself into a wooden man in a second.

Only, Liang Feng stood there inexplicably, his hand still pulling the ribbon mechanically.

Liang Yu: "..."

Liang Yu was speechless, and directly pressed Liang Feng's hand, and gave him a meaningful look by the way.

The atmosphere inside is a little weird.

Liang Jingzhi felt very upset when he thought of Chang Chen going off to canvass Jiang Nan in person.

The man rolled up his cuffs a little, then tugged at the neckline, his voice was low and cold, "Go and check Chang Chen."

Liang Yu's eyes flickered.

The hot searches that exploded today flashed through my mind, and I knew it clearly, with a serious expression, "Yes."

Soon, Liang Feng came over with the information of Chang Chen he found.

Although Chang Chen debuted for eight years, he basically has no scandals and his private life is also very clean.

The only weakness may be that weeping mouth.

Liang Jingzhi flipped through Chang Chen's information page by page, pursing his lips slightly, "What do you think of Chang Chen?"

"It's just average." Liang Yu quietly glanced at Liang Jingzhi's expression, seeing that there was no extreme reaction, she continued.

"The appearance is average, the singing is barely passable, the number of fans, height, and ability are all inferior to the boss!"

When Liang Jingzhi heard this, the coldness in his brows and eyes was a little less, and his eyes were filled with radiance.

Ok.

He knew it.

Chang Chen is also incomparable to him.

Jiang Nan even looked down on him, so he wouldn't lower his request and look at Chang Chen.

On the other hand, the upright Liang Feng interjected seriously, as if he had thought it through, "Chang Chen is not that bad, I think he has always been ranked first in the music charts, and many young girls like him."

The glimpse of Liang Yu's eyes was horrified, "..."

Oh shit.

He really wanted to know if Liang Feng had practiced Iron Head Kung Fu before.

That's why he was so unafraid of death, and stabbed Liang Jingzhi in the heart.

Liang Jingzhi's eyes were deep, he took a light breath, and glanced at the back of Liang Feng's head, holding back a bit of icy chill.

Hands clasped together, joints creaking.

Liang Feng suddenly realized something.

Don't ask Liang Jingzhi to open his mouth this time, and go directly to the equipment training room.

Liang Yu was left standing there, touching the back of his head that was chilly.

Fortunately, Liang Huo's call came in just in time.

"Boss, we have been evacuated from the white building for several days, all the materials have been emptied, and loose landmines have been planted on the first floor. Tiger Thorn finally sent someone here today, but the person who was sent here was...a bomb disposal expert..."