Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

"Resolutely admit your mistakes and never repent" is what Yuwen Yiyi said. Ten minutes ago, Tu Nian heard her say the same words in the same sincere tone, but this time she would not believe it anymore: "From my sofa Come down and die immediately!"

"Oh, okay, why don't you eat it? Why are you so evil? You've just become rich and you're so stubborn. How can you be a star in the future?" Yuwen pouted and pushed away the sandy and sweet plate one by one. It took a lot of effort to pull the eyes out of the melon.

"Stop being so glib. Don't bring food to my sofa in the future."

"Oh..." Yuwen lowered his head reluctantly.

"Not even the bed!"

"Oh, I know, it's so annoying!" Yu Wen covered his head and fell back on the sofa like a corpse, but after a while, he raised his head from the pillow again. She turned around quickly, pinched Tu Nian's face with both hands, and ravaged it while smiling evilly: "Tell me, what is the purpose of the rich man signing you up?"

By the time Tu Nian realized who it was he was talking about, Yuwen Yiyi's grinning mouth was almost drooling. She immediately shook off Yuwen Yiyi's dishonest hands and lifted them under the sofa with her saliva on them. Finally, she waved her hands in disgust and asked, "What do you think it's for?"

This was what Yuwen was waiting for. She didn't care about the Gua Xingzi who had just been sprayed all over the floor by her. She opened her eyes wide and walked towards Tu Nian: "If you ask me, it's probably because of your face. !”

"Huh?" Tu Nian's whole body trembled, feeling that what Yuwen Yiyi said was really unreasonable: "I obviously rely on my strength, okay?"

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Yuwen enthusiastically analyzed it for her one by one: "Of course your strength is part of the reason why you were chosen by him, but do you think you are really the strongest among them all? It's not like you haven't seen the other lead singers before. , look at that one, it’s Brother Roar in the back. I listened to your set of songs seriously, and he sings really well, but there is still a slight gap between him and you who have never learned anything."

Tu Nian thought for a while and nodded in agreement. No wonder Yu Wen turned his elbows outward. Although Zhou Zihong was quite arrogant, Tu Nian admitted that he was inferior to him when it came to music theory. But after thinking about it, Tu Nian discovered that there was a fundamental flaw in Yuwen Yiyi's words: "That's not right. The person you are talking about is someone Bo Qiu also wants to sign."

"Huh?" As soon as Tu Nian's words came out, Yuwen Yiyi didn't understand again. She remembered that Bo Qiu obviously only signed Tu Nian and an ordinary-looking drummer in the end. Could there be some secret behind this?

Tu Nian explained: "There were many talent scouts under the stage that day. Bo Qiu wanted to sign him, but that person said he decided to sign with a brokerage company called "Huangfeng", so he rejected him."

"I'm going!" Yuwen Yiyi screamed again, louder than the one just now. "Imperial style? Is it the imperial style?"

Tu Nian shrugged: "Do you still know about the second imperial style?"

"No, do you know what the concept of signing a contract with Huangfeng is?" Yuwen Yiyi felt a pang of pain when he saw the indifferent expression on her face. "Royal Wind is the agency that occupies the pinnacle of the entertainment industry today! Do you still need me to emphasize this to you over and over again with such public knowledge? Those minibus, xiaoyang, oh, and the four-character one, aren't they all from this company? People under the company?”

Tu Nian looked at Yuwen Yiyi's exaggerated expression, calmly took a piece of melon from the plate, took a bite, then passed it to Yuwen Yiyi, and asked: "Do you want to eat melon, Auntie?"

Yu Wen raised his breath in his Dantian, and was about to slap him in the face: "I'm telling you seriously!"

"Okay, okay..." Tu Nian pretended to avoid the slap, but in fact he protected the melon and took another bite. Then he slowly said to Yuwen: "How can I not know how good Huangfeng is? It's just that it's easy to return. Okay, but it has nothing to do with me."

Yuwen looked at her suspiciously, obviously not believing it.

After being stared at by her interrogating gaze for nearly a minute, Tu Nian finally couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Then if someone signed me up, it doesn't necessarily mean he really likes me, right? Then you said, maybe it's because of looking at me." I'm good-looking, but if I go there and they don't let me concentrate on my music, won't it be ruined?"

"Tu Nian—" Yuwen shook her like crazy, "You really pushed for Huang Feng to sign the contract!" She was just skeptical and wanted to test her tone, but how could she have expected that Tu Nian would really do it? How can you be so stupid!

Having known Yuwen Yiyi for so many years, this was the first time that Tu Nian was left speechless by a question like this. This is how she usually teaches Yuwen Yiyi.

"Boqiu organized this performance for this reason. I can't..."

"You can't do anything!" Yuwen Yi was so angry that the lines on his forehead were faintly squeezed out, "No matter what the reason is, Huang Feng will sign you with an opportunity that you can't even ask for!"

"Yes, I admit that the wealthy producer did help you, but this is mainly due to your own efforts. You forgot how you finished writing the song the day before the performance..."

Speaking of this, Tu Nian suddenly remembered how hopeless she was that day. Not only that, she also clearly remembered that she had never let go of Bo Qiu's hand.

When she thought of this, her face turned red.

Seeing that Tu Nian's face was suddenly as red as the melon pulp in her hand, Yuwen Yi's chattering mouth suddenly became less sharp. She pretended to be scolding, but in fact, her focus was entirely on Tu Nian's face.

It's okay not to look at her, but when she looked at her, she found that Tu Nian's eyes were erratic and his eating movements were not smooth. Reminiscing about the end of the performance that day, when she saw Tu Nian's slightly red eyes, Yuwen Yiyi suddenly knew something in her heart.

She first coughed twice in a pretentious manner, attracting Tu Nian's attention, and then slowly said: "I originally wanted to care about Mingyue, but Mingyue...he didn't want to care about me!" The last part of Yuwen Yiyi's sentence She spoke urgently and fiercely. Tu Nian kept eating the melon. He was originally thinking about what trick she was playing, but now he was so frightened that he almost choked.

"Ahem..." Tu Nian covered his chest and coughed for a while, until his breathing became smoother, he scolded Yuwen one by one: "What's wrong with you? You're from Mingyuegou, and you're showing off your junior high school Chinese proficiency. ?”

Just as he was about to speak, Tu Nian's cell phone suddenly rang. Yuwen touched the phone for her one by one. When he saw the word "Boqiu" on the caller ID, he smiled so much that flowers almost appeared at the corners of his mouth, and she immediately swallowed back everything she wanted to say.

What can I say that is more interesting than listening to it live? Thinking of this, Yuwen obediently handed over the phone one by one.

Tu Nian took the phone and signaled Yuwen to be silent. When she saw Yuwen nodded quickly, she answered the phone with confidence.