The queen transforms into a transparent person? Bring the system and take the entertainment industry

I still miss the feeling of standing on the stage shining brightly, Fang Feifei thought.

"Seeing as he is a die-hard fan of mine, please forgive you for bumping into me."

As she talked, Fang Feifei's impression and attitude towards Song Chengque improved a lot.

"What are you doing!" As soon as Song Chengque went upstairs, he saw this bold woman looking through her secret collection.

He rushed over and pressed Fang Feifei's hand, which was about to move, with an anxious look on his face.

"Don't mess with the host's things. Isn't it the basic courtesy of being a guest? Miss Fang!" There was obvious anger in the man's voice.

"Sorry, Mr. Song, I was just attracted by this place."

"I didn't mean to go through your things." Fang Feifei clearly felt the man's anger and explained.

"It's okay," Song Chengque said as he snatched the CD from Fang Feifei's hand and closed the cabinet door.

He pulled Fang Feifei to sit down: "It seems that Miss Fang is not seriously injured, and she still has time to look for other people's things."

Fang Feifei looked confused, "Isn't it just looking at my own poster, really?" Although she thought like this in her heart,

He still said: "It hurts so much, I'm just curious."

Song Chengque looked at her wound, "What did this woman deal with?

Why wasn't even the blood wiped off? "

He opened the medicine box and said, "Miss Fang, don't you even have basic medical knowledge?"

Fang Feifei still looked aggrieved, "It was Mr. Song who knocked me down.

He also said that he would help me, so how could I dare to trouble Mr. Song? "

Song Chengque frowned displeased and moved his hands: "I think Miss Fang is much braver."

He wiped the blood, disinfected it with iodophor, and wrapped it a few times with a bandage.

"Hiss" The movement of the man's hand was very gentle, but it still hurt Fang Feifei.

"Just endure the pain."

Fang Feifei looked at the man bandaging herself,

I thought to myself, "Looking at it this way, he is still a good person, and he is still his fan."

She was in a daze for a moment,

Song Chengque looked at Fang Feifei with a blank expression and thought it was troublesome, "Miss Fang, it's better not to exercise strenuously recently."

"Oh, ok, ok, thank you Mr. Song"

"By the way, are Mr. Song a fan of Fang Feifei? I see that you have collected many of her records."

"Yeah" the man replied,

"Mr. Song, you have such good taste. I also like her very much."

"But you know, I am actually Fang Feifei,

I'm quite surprised that you are my fan.

Thank you for your love and support over the years. "

Fang Feifei said with a pleased and moved expression.

"Huh?" Song Chengque thought displeasedly, "Has this woman been hit in the head? Why is she talking nonsense?"

, should we enroll her in a brain department for a thorough examination? "

"I don't understand what Miss Fang is saying.

Leave as soon as the wound is bandaged. "Song Chengque drove her away with a dark look on his face.

"Could it be that he felt embarrassed to tell him the truth?

Man, it’s so difficult to understand, any previous fans would be very excited. "

Fang Feifei thought with confusion.

"Since he is my fan, why don't you sing a song for him? He will definitely be very moved. Just think of it as a reward for bandaging it for me."

Fang Feifei thought to herself,

Said: "Mr. Song, let me sing a song for you, and consider it as a reward for bandaging it for me."

Song Chengque felt for a moment that this woman had been hit hard, and she was really stupid.

"If Miss Fang has this time, she might as well go to the hospital to register and have her brain checked."

"I also have friends in the hospital. If you need help, I will help. You don't need to worry about medical expenses."

Fang Feifei had a dark look on her face, she wasn't singing to him.

Why did it get to his head? And did he just laugh at himself for being poor?

"There's no need to bother with this, Mr. Song." Fang Feifei rolled her eyes angrily.

"I don't want anything for free. Mr. Song doesn't look like someone who is short of money. In that case, don't blame me." Fang Feifei thought with an angry look.

"Let's do this, Mr. Song, I won't charge you more, just one song." As she said that, she stretched out her palm.

Song Chengque found it interesting for a moment and suddenly asked: "Five million?"

"No, no, no, Mr. Song, five hundred yuan,"

"I'm telling you, you can't buy this five hundred yuan and you won't be deceived." Fang Feifei promoted with excitement.

"Yeah." Song Chengque actually wanted to see what she wanted to sing.

"On the street that day, she seemed to be singing well. It was good to listen to her. I wanted to check whether she is worth signing up for."

Song Chengque thought to himself.

Fang Feifei opened the payment code with excitement.

Although she is not very good at playing with mobile phones, she is very familiar with this function.

Song Chengque curled his lips and turned away.

"Thank you, Boss Song."

Immediately afterwards, Mengyu Linsha sounded (a famous song by Fang Feifei)

"In the dream, I chase my dream

running over and over again

On the other side of dreamy rain

It's me yesterday

unwilling indulgence

......"

Listening to the woman's singing voice, although it is a bit hoarse,

But her figure on the stage in my memory gradually overlapped.

The mechanical sound sounded "In-depth popularity plus one, congratulations to the host for opening the opportunity plus two"

"There is still such a saying, wow, then I have another opportunity to make money."

Listening to this mechanical sound, Fang Feifei's favorable impression of Song Chengque increased.

"You are indeed my fan!" Fang Feifei looked excited and proud.

When the song ended, Song Chengque couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"That sounds good, Mr. Song. Just look at it and I'll tell you that you won't lose money if you buy it."

Song Chengque looked at the smiling Fang Feifei and suddenly smiled, "Yeah."

"How about you, do you want to sign a long-term contract with me, five hundred per song, and one song per day?"

Fang Feifei felt that she had found a new way to get rich.

Asked enthusiastically.

"Fang Feifei, I think you were really hit hard, don't push yourself too hard." Song Chengque looked at her.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Song."

Fang Feifei thought that it would be better to let it go as soon as it was good. This Mr. Song was always uncertain.

"Then my legs are much better. I'll leave now. Goodbye, Mr. Song."

Fang Feifei is still happy for these two opportunities.

She was wondering what to buy, but she couldn't wait.

"Well, the driver will see you off in a moment." Song Chengque didn't do much to persuade him to stay.

This woman is really full of surprises. It seems that signing the contract is still on the agenda.

Song Chengque thought to himself, but why is the assistant so slow in doing things?

, didn’t I already say that I would sign it?

"Thank you, Mr. Song. Mr. Song is such a good person!" Fang Feifei went out with a grateful face.

Just make a phone call,

"How's Fang Feifei's signing going?"

"Well, put it on the agenda as soon as possible. I will see the contract with her next week."

"Not only is he a fan, but he also has such a good heart. As expected, fans follow the rightful owner, hahaha."

Fang Feifei felt that if she didn't leave, she wouldn't be able to suppress the smile on her face.

She hurried out the door.