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As for what Pei Qinyin meant by the old man, no matter how much Wen Luya asked, Pei Qinyin did not disclose any more information.

Wen Luya became even more curious.

It suddenly occurred to her that the reason why she appeared here was because Qi Ye told her brother to take care of Pei Qinyin.

Could it be that Pei Qinyin is also from this circle, so she is related to the Shen family of the scholarly family?

But didn't they all find out that she was born in an orphanage?And just now Pei Qinyin also acted like she didn't know anything about Shen Qingxiao.

Without a clue, Wen Luya could only withdraw her thoughts and reminded:

"Now there is a need for a voice to help you speak, to organize and lead your fans. Otherwise, Shen Qingxiao's fans are too big. Once they are really torn apart, the confidence of the notes will be destroyed before you can prove anything."

Wen Luya couldn't help but secretly scolded the sinister intentions of the person behind it.

Who is Shen Qingxiao?That's a real top class who is one or two levels higher than Gu Xiyu!He often goes to the national stage, and because of his clean family background and gentle personality, the national favorability is very high.

Posting in a certain pet group, no matter how dark it is, only show fans will read it, but now Shen Qingxiao is involved, and they are guiding players who have not yet debuted to compete with the top players in the entertainment industry. Qinyin was crushed to death!

Wen Luya looked at Pei Qinyin, her usual laziness disappeared, her eyes were firm.

"If you want. We Qiyin Media can provide help. There is no need to sign a contract. Even if it is a temporary cooperation, before you prove your opera level, we will help you support public opinion."

Pei Qinyin could tell that Wen Luya was really worried about her when she came to her today to tell her about this matter.

But there was always a little weirdness in her heart, suggesting that she might have overlooked something.

"You—or why did your company help me so much? The person behind the scenes has done a lot to blackmail me, and if Shen Qingxiao's fans also get involved, the price you have to pay to control public opinion is what I am now There should be no repayment."

Wen Luya smiled, "I said, what we value is your potential and future, not the present return."

In fact, he secretly slandered in his heart that these things are nothing to that Hades of the Qi family, he will use them as needed, and he will not spare Qi Ye.

Anyway, the man gave the order not to let Pei Qinyin be bullied a bit.

However, Wen Luya recalled that Pei Qinyin never showed the slightest nervous expression today, and felt that Qi Ye was making a fuss over a molehill.

The woman in front of her doesn't look like she will be bullied, does she?

Pei Qinyin nodded as if accepting the rhetoric, "Okay, where is the contract, show me."

"Oh good, I'll get it later, so I'll temporarily set it up for a month..."

Pei Qinyin bent her fingers and tapped on the railing, "I mean, sign the contract."

"What?" Wen Luya suddenly turned her head to look at Pei Qinyin, with surprise in her eyes, "You agree?"

"Ah."

After receiving Pei Qinyin's affirmative answer, Wen Luya hugged her with a touch of emotion on her face.

Savior!

Many of their writers' businesses focus on the media industry.God knows, at first she just wanted to come in for a round of tours and experience the life of a trainee so that she could manage the company's business later, but she didn't expect to be targeted by Qi Ye as a lobbyist!

Now that Pei Qinyin has been dealt with, she can finally be eliminated under orders. She who hates sports really doesn't want to dance anymore...

Wen Luya, who was deeply relieved at this moment, did not notice the deep thought and inquiry in Pei Qinyin's eyes.

There are many excellent trainees, but the goal of Qiying Media was only her from the very beginning.

It's really interesting to send someone in, but only sign one trainee and leave.

She'll figure it out.

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Shen's study.

There are all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings on display on the Bogu shelf. Anyone who stands in this room and looks at the furnishings will feel the heritage of the scholarly family.

In front of the mahogany desk, an old man is painting.

The years did not take away his elegance, but made him a bit refined.

Shen Zhao stopped writing, and looked at the freehand landscape painting in front of him.

The distant mountains in ink are layered on top of each other, which is a masterpiece to anyone, but they are thrown aside casually, and piled up with a few paintings with wet ink on the long table.

"Grandpa, it's time for breakfast." A clear voice sounded outside the door.

"En," Shen Zhao responded, and put down the brush.

The door of the study was opened at the right time, and a man was standing in the corridor, a shot of sunlight came in from the window at the end, making him look even taller and taller, with a gentle smile.

"Didn't you say don't wait for me? If you're hungry, eat first." Shen Zhao sighed as if complaining.

"That won't work." Shen Qingxiao took Shen Zhao's arm and helped him go downstairs, "You have some food that the doctor told you not to eat, I have to supervise it."

Shen Zhao smiled helplessly, as if he had nothing to do with this grandson.

Shen Qingxiao's parents are currently abroad, so there are only two masters in the family, grandpa and grandson.

Auntie went out after setting up the meal. The Shen family has always adhered to the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping. For a while, only sporadic sounds of bowls and spoons colliding could be heard in the hall.

Suddenly, a bell rang broke the tranquility.

Shen Qingxiao took the phone, saw the name of the caller, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, sister Xiang Yun, what's the matter?"

It was Shen Qingxiao's manager He Xiangyun who called.

"Qing Xiao, there have been some discussions about you on the Internet these two days." A female voice came from over there, a little helpless.

"It's not a bad thing for you, but it's not a good thing either. Alas, you were picked up by a draft contestant. I've sent the specific video to your WeChat."

"En," Shen Qingxiao responded, while clicking on the Weibo, swiping his fingers to the comment section below, frowning.

He Xiangyun on the other end continued to explain, "Even if some netizens pulled you together for comparison, there shouldn't be such a big splash. Now it's obviously marketing by someone."

Her tone was a bit contemptuous, "I don't know if it was someone who made a mistake, or this girl just wanted to follow you and take the black and red route."

"I see." Shen Qingxiao interrupted her, "I will post a Weibo, implicitly restraining fans from participating in this debate."

"Ah?" He Xiangyun was stunned.

Her original intention was to privately inform the support club and various big fans to wait and see what happened, and not to be used as a gun.As for whether some small fans will scold, that's out of my control.

But he didn't expect Shen Qingxiao to propose to post on Weibo.

Of course, the effect of restraining fans in this way is better, but it is inevitable that there is some suspicion of personally ending the game.

However, this is also conducive to maintaining Shen Qingxiao's usual positive image, so He Xiangyun agreed after thinking about it.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingxiao looked at the video on Weibo, paused with his fingers, and clicked in.

Only then did he see clearly the girl who was involved in this turmoil with him.

It should be very beautiful, he thinks so intellectually.

Shen Qingxiao had always been relatively indifferent to people's appearance, but he was very sensitive to voice, so when the girl in the picture raised her voice and began to sing, all his attention was attracted.

After listening carefully for a few seconds with eyebrows fixed, Shen Qingxiao secretly regretted in his heart.

Skills and emotions are all worthy, and it can even be said to be amazing.However, this voice should be severely damaged, and there are many restrictions on vocalization.

Pity.

Unexpectedly, even a professional folk music teacher would be deceived into thinking that Pei Qinyin's inability to sing was due to her lack of skill, but Shen Qingxiao could see the problem after listening to it for a few seconds.

But at this moment, Shen Zhao was stunned when the line "Unforgettable Qin picks the music is mysterious" came out, and the spoon for scooping porridge stopped in mid-air.

Shen Qingxiao was about to put down the phone when he saw Shen Zhao's strangeness on the opposite side, "Grandpa?"

"Show me," Shen Zhao came back to his senses, and put the spoon away with trembling hands.

Shen Qingxiao hurriedly got up and walked to his side, bent slightly, and handed him the phone to look at.

Shen Zhao raised his hand and pulled the progress bar to the beginning. After watching the clip introducing Pei Qinyin, he was silent for two seconds, and then returned to the beginning again.

I watched it over and over like this several times, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses, with a bit of disbelief in my eyes.

He looked up at Shen Qingxiao, his tone was rare urgent, "Can you bring this girl to see me?"

After finishing speaking, she clapped her hands again, "Look at me, I'm really confused, she's still recording a show, I should go to see her."