I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

"Hello?" Xie Yingqing walked into the queue.

"How many?"

"3 pictures."

The staff pressed 3 times for exactly one minute.

Xie Yingqing had no impression of the little idol in front of him.

"Hello, I'm Xu Zhaoyuan." Xu Zhaoyuan greeted him warmly.

He carefully observed the person in front of him. Well, he looked good.

There is a mole near the lower lip, the lips are slightly thick, the double eyelids are high and the bridge of the nose is high. The length of her hair is almost to her elbows, and it is black and smooth.

She is a beauty.

"Hello, I'm Yingqing."

"Is this your first time here?" Xu Zhaoyuan handed her the small bag of Dengying Beef prepared by the support club.

"Thank you, this is delicious." Xie Yingqing put it in his pocket, "No, I saw the performance yesterday, and I was in the first row."

"Ah, I remembered. Is it the middle of the row?"

"Yes, it is."

"It's a pity that I won't be playing today." Xu Zhaoyuan lowered his head.

"It's okay, I also bought the tickets for next week." Xie Yingqing smiled, "I will support you next week."

"Okay!"

Staff reminded: "The time is up."

"Then shake hands!" Xie Yingqing hid the note in his palm again.

"Okay!" Xu Zhaoyuan discovered it the moment he shook hands.

However, when she looked at the Rolex on Xie Yingqing's wrist and the LV bag on her back, she did not choose to report it to the staff immediately. Instead, she chose to secretly put the note into her small bag.

Although she doesn't want to have a private relationship at the moment, she really can't say whether she will be forced into desperation.

Team C's lunch box was earlier today at noon and was delivered at 11 o'clock.

Jiang Chuwei was taking a nap with his feet on a small stool and his back leaning on the sofa. When he heard that the meal was coming, he immediately rubbed his eyes and prepared to eat.

"Are you so hungry?" Zixin was very confused.

"I woke up late in the morning and didn't have breakfast. I'm so hungry." Jiang Chuwei felt sleepy and hungry.

She thought about it until midnight. She couldn't think of any solution for the time being. She was just very angry. There was no way to blame AI these days. In 2012, there was only PS and no AI. Moreover, in 2012, some people still blamed the victims of nude photos, thinking that the victims were unclean, but did not fully condemn the perpetrators' actions.

Today's food was still very good, and Jiang Chuwei basically finished it.

After eating, Jiang Chuwei continued to take a nap. She was really sleepy, but she had to perform in a while.

Seeing this, Li Shuqin asked Sister Ah Hui to help buy two bottles of coffee.

"Drink." Li Shuqin patted Jiang Chuwei, "No matter what, I can survive today."

"Okay." Jiang Chu raised his neck slightly and drank all the coffee.

This time I am finally not sleepy anymore.

The afternoon performance went smoothly. This time the order of the units was changed, MC2 was replaced by Jiang Chuwei and the others.

There is one more person at the console.

Fan Ziming moved a comfortable chair for Zhang Yanyan to watch the performance.

But after a while, Zhang Yanyan checked her cell phone.

"What's wrong, doesn't it look good?" Fan Ziming asked with concern.

"Maybe it doesn't suit my taste. As you know, I like SJ." Zhang Yanyan showed Fan Ziming the wallpaper on his phone.

"I know, you like Donghai." Fan Ziming knelt down and asked her, "What exactly do you dislike about these little idols?"

"The clothes they wear are too childish and the songs they sing have no meaning."

Fan Ziming was silent. The career he was proud of turned out to be such an evaluation in the eyes of his girlfriend.

"Also, the fans in the audience were so crazy and shouted too loudly." Zhang Yanyan added.

Fan Ziming looked at Wu Chen, who didn't seem to hear him.

"Mr. Wu, I want to take a leave." Fan Ziming stood up and whispered to Wu Chen, "I will go out with my girlfriend in a while."

"Your aunt's cousin has a Rolls-Royce at home." Wu Chen said seriously.

"Huh?" Fan Ziming thought to himself that I was asking for leave, and what Mr. Wu said was of no use.

"I can borrow it for you if you get married." Wu Chen snickered, "Go ahead and I'll just keep an eye on it."

"It's still early to get married." Fan Ziming whispered, "But thank you anyway."

"Let's go." Zhang Yanyan stood up, closed her phone and put it in her trouser pocket, the moment she stood up.

"Wait a minute, what's this girl's name?" Zhang Yanyan pointed to the center of the stage.

Fan Ziming took a closer look: "Jiang Chuwei, the C position of Team C."

"This girl is very unique, and her looks match my taste." Zhang Yanyan seemed to particularly admire Jiang Chuwei, "If she wasn't an idol, I think I would be good friends with her."

"Really?" Fan Ziming just responded casually. He really didn't believe that his girlfriend, who had a PhD, would be friends with Jiang Chuwei, who graduated from a technical secondary school.

"Well, let's go." Zhang Yanyan took Fan Ziming's hand and said to Wu Chen with a smile, "Thank you, uncle, let's go."

"Yeah, let's go." Wu Chen also smiled and waved to her.

After they left, Teacher Mu sat where Fan Ziming had been sitting just now and said to Wu Chen, "It can't be done."

"No, my sister is still waiting to have her grandson!" Wu Chen was frightened, "How could you tell?"

"A bet?" Teacher Mu opened WeChat, "A bet of 1000?"

"Gambling is not good, Teacher Mu." Wu Chen frowned, "But I still want to know how you figured it out."

"It's hard to say, gut feeling."

"Uh... ok." Wu Chen really couldn't see anything. He was still thinking of giving Fan Ziming a big red envelope.

Fan Ziming took Zhang Yanyan to a hot pot restaurant.

"I'll order the mandarin duck hot pot, and you can have the clear soup." Fan Ziming drew out the menu with a pen.

"I want to marry you."

As soon as these words came out, Fan Ziming couldn't hold the pencil in his hand and let it fall to the ground.

"Are you going back to China?"

"So, you can't go to the United States with me?" Zhang Yanyan blushed, "You just want to continue the girl group career with Uncle Wu Chen?"

"Yes, I want to work hard in Chengdu for a year or two." Fan Ziming picked up the pencil.

"What's the future? Ming, you can find a job a hundred times better than this in the United States."

"Give me two years, okay?" Fan Ziming handed the order to Zhang Yanyan, "You can order whatever else you want to eat."

"It's okay, that's it." Zhang Yanyan waved back, "Waiter, take your order!"

After the second premiere, Wu Chen shook the fan with the words "CD girls are the best" and said with a smile to the girls:

"Let's go to a dinner party tonight! The company is treating us!"

"Yeah!" the girls cheered, "Let's eat hot pot!"

Team D’s dinner party was arranged in the evening, and Team C went to eat hot pot first.

Three tables were ordered, and the members were divided into two tables. Those who could eat spicy food sat together, and those who couldn't eat spicy food sat together. The company boss and the staff who were willing to go to the dinner sat together.

"I'll eat slightly spicy this time!" Zheng Jingping vowed and sat next to Jiang Chuwei.

"Well, we have enough soy milk anyway." Jiang Chu said with a smile. She watched the staff move two boxes of soy milk, "Don't be embarrassed and cry."

"Of course not!" Zheng Jingping picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth.