The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss
Chapter 67 Jiang Nan gave the highest level invitation letter
"Boom" -
sound.
The manager followed the voice and saw that the orange juice cup in Ji Shijia's hand was not steady and fell to the ground.
The orange juice in the glass was also spilled on the ground.
The manager stood up to get the mop, raised his eyes, looked at Ji Shijia's dazed look, and said casually: "Is it so happy to receive a greeting card?"
"Ah, no." Ji Shijia still held the orange gold-plated invitation letter in her hand, and swallowed hard, "You'll know when you come and have a look."
"Isn't it just a greeting card? Such a fuss?"
The agent put down the mop, said casually, and looked over casually,
"Could it be that the blessing is well written..."
Then before he finished speaking, he got stuck in his throat.
His throat seemed to be blocked by someone.
No more sound.
!!!
This is……
An invitation letter from the International Dance Association?
What the hell!
The agent's legs softened, and the palm of one hand suddenly supported the table on one side, and he picked up the invitation letter in a daze to read it.
The bottom of the invitation is indeed stamped with the seal of the International Dance Association.
In the intersection of light and dark light, there is also the unique anti-counterfeiting mark of the International Dance Federation.
A real invitation.
"Jiang Nan, why is there an invitation letter from the International Dance Association?" The manager's voice could be heard trembling.
There are only five top dancers in China who can get invitations.
As a trainee who has not yet debuted, Jiang Nan was able to get an invitation letter?
"I don't know either." Ji Shijia's head was dizzy, "However, the invitation letter Yang Fangling showed me last time was gray, why is this invitation letter orange?"
The agent didn't quite understand either, "I'll find someone to ask."
There are only a handful of people in China who can participate in the grand meeting of the International Dance Association.
Ji Shijia had never received an invitation letter, so naturally she didn't know what color difference the invitation letter had.
The broker immediately picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to someone in the circle who knew a little bit about the market.
5 minutes later, finally received a reply.
[As far as I know, the gray invitation letter is the lowest level invitation letter of the International Dance Federation, and the upper ones are yellow, blue, and orange.Orange is the highest-level invitation letter of the International Dance Association, and it is written by the president Vincent himself. 】
Invitation letter of the highest level in orange?
The manager rubbed her eyes involuntarily, and an indescribable excitement was trapped in her chest, burning her body, and her whole brain felt this excitement and joy.
After a few seconds, the manager came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Ji Shijia, his eyes were burning hot,
"Jiang Nan, she seems to be really not an ordinary person."
Ji Shijia: "?"
Manager: "Come over here to read the news. The orange invitation letter is written by the chairman himself. Ordinary people can't get it at all."
Ji Shijia stared at the invitation letter several times, her heart trembling, "It's too precious, I'll ask Jiang Nan."
***
Ji Shijia found Jiang Nan in the rehearsal room.
Until the two of them reached the remote stairwell.
With trembling fingers, Ji Shijia carefully took out the orange invitation letter from her bag, "Jiang Nan, you..."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Nan raised his head and looked at Ji Shijia, "Don't want it?"
Ji Shijia swallowed, her voice trembling with excitement, "Do you know what this is?"
Jiang murmured, "Invitation letter from the International Dance Association."
The girl paused for a moment, with a calm expression on her face, half leaning against the wall, her tone casual, and continued, "I happened to hear you talking to Yang Fangling earlier, and thought Teacher Ji wanted it."
Ji Shijia pulled her lower lip, her eyes were burning hot, "Everyone in the dance circle should want this invitation letter, and I am no exception. I heard that the orange invitation letter was written by the president Wen Sen himself, it is too precious , or give it back to you."
Jiang Nan let out an "ah", his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and wild, "It's not expensive, others gave it to me, and he still has a lot."
Although these orange invitations are rare, for Vincent, they are just a matter of hands.
"A lot... a lot?" Ji Shijia felt that her tongue was a little knotted.
-
On the way back to the lounge, Ji Shijia became even more distraught.
The manager waited anxiously, saw Ji Shijia push the door in, and rushed to meet him, "What did Jiang Nan say?"
Ji Shijia raised her eyes, patted her face, and tried to wake herself up, "Jiang Nan said that this invitation letter was from a friend, and that friend of hers still has many invitation letters."
Agent: "Huh???"
Invitation letters from the International Dance Association are very rare, and even internal members can only get one.
The person with many invitation letters is probably the association president Vincent, right?
Jiang Nan and Wen Sen are good friends?
As soon as this idea came up, it was directly killed by the manager in the cradle.
impossible.
Vincent is the president of the International Dance Association, and his friends are all top dancers at home and abroad.
I heard that the second choreographer Suo Wu wanted to meet Wen Sen many times, but unfortunately he didn't even meet Wen Sen.
Those who can get acquainted with Wen Sen in China are probably proud of it.
And it is even more impossible for Yang Xi and Jiang Nan to have any relationship.
***
six days later.
On the day of the performance of "Idol 101" Chang Chen's repertoire, the program team began to build live broadcast equipment.
At the same time, a blockbuster was released: Chang Chen will attend as a special instructor.
When the news was released, all the trainees were extremely nervous.
Ban Xia swallowed two sips of water suddenly, and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, "Mr. Chang Chen is famous for his knife mouth, and throwing knives on the spot is probably indispensable during the performance."
Lou Shuyun's heart trembled slightly, and he wanted to cry immediately, "This is too embarrassing, I dare not sing or dance when Guan Gong is playing big swords in front of him."
There was a wailing sound in his ears.
Jiang Nan got a headache.
The girl picked out her ears, raised her legs unhurriedly, with a certain certainty in her eyes, An Fu said, "Don't worry, he won't dare to stab you."
Unless, Chang Chen really doesn't want new songs anymore.
otherwise.
For a team with j spirits, Chang Chen will only worship like an ancestor.
"Jiang Jiang, don't comfort us."
Lou Shuyun pursed her lips, subconsciously shook her head,
"For so many years, Mr. Chang Chen has been directly hostile to everyone except God J. We don't have a dime relationship with God J, so why would he not dare?"
J God himself Jiang Nan: "..."
sound.
The manager followed the voice and saw that the orange juice cup in Ji Shijia's hand was not steady and fell to the ground.
The orange juice in the glass was also spilled on the ground.
The manager stood up to get the mop, raised his eyes, looked at Ji Shijia's dazed look, and said casually: "Is it so happy to receive a greeting card?"
"Ah, no." Ji Shijia still held the orange gold-plated invitation letter in her hand, and swallowed hard, "You'll know when you come and have a look."
"Isn't it just a greeting card? Such a fuss?"
The agent put down the mop, said casually, and looked over casually,
"Could it be that the blessing is well written..."
Then before he finished speaking, he got stuck in his throat.
His throat seemed to be blocked by someone.
No more sound.
!!!
This is……
An invitation letter from the International Dance Association?
What the hell!
The agent's legs softened, and the palm of one hand suddenly supported the table on one side, and he picked up the invitation letter in a daze to read it.
The bottom of the invitation is indeed stamped with the seal of the International Dance Association.
In the intersection of light and dark light, there is also the unique anti-counterfeiting mark of the International Dance Federation.
A real invitation.
"Jiang Nan, why is there an invitation letter from the International Dance Association?" The manager's voice could be heard trembling.
There are only five top dancers in China who can get invitations.
As a trainee who has not yet debuted, Jiang Nan was able to get an invitation letter?
"I don't know either." Ji Shijia's head was dizzy, "However, the invitation letter Yang Fangling showed me last time was gray, why is this invitation letter orange?"
The agent didn't quite understand either, "I'll find someone to ask."
There are only a handful of people in China who can participate in the grand meeting of the International Dance Association.
Ji Shijia had never received an invitation letter, so naturally she didn't know what color difference the invitation letter had.
The broker immediately picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to someone in the circle who knew a little bit about the market.
5 minutes later, finally received a reply.
[As far as I know, the gray invitation letter is the lowest level invitation letter of the International Dance Federation, and the upper ones are yellow, blue, and orange.Orange is the highest-level invitation letter of the International Dance Association, and it is written by the president Vincent himself. 】
Invitation letter of the highest level in orange?
The manager rubbed her eyes involuntarily, and an indescribable excitement was trapped in her chest, burning her body, and her whole brain felt this excitement and joy.
After a few seconds, the manager came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Ji Shijia, his eyes were burning hot,
"Jiang Nan, she seems to be really not an ordinary person."
Ji Shijia: "?"
Manager: "Come over here to read the news. The orange invitation letter is written by the chairman himself. Ordinary people can't get it at all."
Ji Shijia stared at the invitation letter several times, her heart trembling, "It's too precious, I'll ask Jiang Nan."
***
Ji Shijia found Jiang Nan in the rehearsal room.
Until the two of them reached the remote stairwell.
With trembling fingers, Ji Shijia carefully took out the orange invitation letter from her bag, "Jiang Nan, you..."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Nan raised his head and looked at Ji Shijia, "Don't want it?"
Ji Shijia swallowed, her voice trembling with excitement, "Do you know what this is?"
Jiang murmured, "Invitation letter from the International Dance Association."
The girl paused for a moment, with a calm expression on her face, half leaning against the wall, her tone casual, and continued, "I happened to hear you talking to Yang Fangling earlier, and thought Teacher Ji wanted it."
Ji Shijia pulled her lower lip, her eyes were burning hot, "Everyone in the dance circle should want this invitation letter, and I am no exception. I heard that the orange invitation letter was written by the president Wen Sen himself, it is too precious , or give it back to you."
Jiang Nan let out an "ah", his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and wild, "It's not expensive, others gave it to me, and he still has a lot."
Although these orange invitations are rare, for Vincent, they are just a matter of hands.
"A lot... a lot?" Ji Shijia felt that her tongue was a little knotted.
-
On the way back to the lounge, Ji Shijia became even more distraught.
The manager waited anxiously, saw Ji Shijia push the door in, and rushed to meet him, "What did Jiang Nan say?"
Ji Shijia raised her eyes, patted her face, and tried to wake herself up, "Jiang Nan said that this invitation letter was from a friend, and that friend of hers still has many invitation letters."
Agent: "Huh???"
Invitation letters from the International Dance Association are very rare, and even internal members can only get one.
The person with many invitation letters is probably the association president Vincent, right?
Jiang Nan and Wen Sen are good friends?
As soon as this idea came up, it was directly killed by the manager in the cradle.
impossible.
Vincent is the president of the International Dance Association, and his friends are all top dancers at home and abroad.
I heard that the second choreographer Suo Wu wanted to meet Wen Sen many times, but unfortunately he didn't even meet Wen Sen.
Those who can get acquainted with Wen Sen in China are probably proud of it.
And it is even more impossible for Yang Xi and Jiang Nan to have any relationship.
***
six days later.
On the day of the performance of "Idol 101" Chang Chen's repertoire, the program team began to build live broadcast equipment.
At the same time, a blockbuster was released: Chang Chen will attend as a special instructor.
When the news was released, all the trainees were extremely nervous.
Ban Xia swallowed two sips of water suddenly, and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, "Mr. Chang Chen is famous for his knife mouth, and throwing knives on the spot is probably indispensable during the performance."
Lou Shuyun's heart trembled slightly, and he wanted to cry immediately, "This is too embarrassing, I dare not sing or dance when Guan Gong is playing big swords in front of him."
There was a wailing sound in his ears.
Jiang Nan got a headache.
The girl picked out her ears, raised her legs unhurriedly, with a certain certainty in her eyes, An Fu said, "Don't worry, he won't dare to stab you."
Unless, Chang Chen really doesn't want new songs anymore.
otherwise.
For a team with j spirits, Chang Chen will only worship like an ancestor.
"Jiang Jiang, don't comfort us."
Lou Shuyun pursed her lips, subconsciously shook her head,
"For so many years, Mr. Chang Chen has been directly hostile to everyone except God J. We don't have a dime relationship with God J, so why would he not dare?"
J God himself Jiang Nan: "..."
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