Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

Pan Bo sat on the hospital bed, a stack of paper was scattered on the quilt, and the paper was densely packed with words.

He held up the mobile phone in his hand, and while facing the text on the paper, he tapped on the screen quickly, and from time to time he had to cut into the dictionary to confirm the meaning of certain words.

Since arriving at the hospital on Saturday night, he has been lying in this ward for a day and two nights.Yesterday morning, two police officers from the Jianguomenwai Police Station came to the hospital to take notes on him, left his contact number and left.Let him wait for news.

He lives in a single ward in a hospital in Beijing, and he is just a student without medical insurance or social insurance. After lying on the bed for a minute, Pan Bo feels that the number in his bank account is getting smaller and smaller.

He discussed with the doctor who made the ward rounds whether he could be transferred to the general ward. The doctor looked at him strangely and said that the beds in the general ward had already been arranged in the corridor and there were no extra beds.Moreover, the fee for his ward has been prepaid, and he can be discharged from the hospital after two days if there is no inflammation.

Pan Bo's plan fell through, so he obediently picked up the only source of income at present, and frantically rushed to work before the deadline.

The producer of the "Singer" program group came here, bringing a fruit basket and a 2000 yuan red envelope. On behalf of the program group, he expressed his apology for the attack on Pan Bo in Beijing TV station, and said that the TV station would definitely cooperate with the police. , do our best to investigate this matter and find justice for Pan Bo; at the same time, the program team will contact relevant websites to try to delete all kinds of comments that have gone viral on the Internet as soon as possible.

The TV station was willing to send someone to express condolences, and Pan Bo was still a little moved, especially the 2000 yuan that was sent in a timely manner, which provided him with great help in solving the negative equity situation.

But the funding gap is still huge.Even if he is discharged from the hospital, he still has to come to the hospital for examinations, prescriptions, stitches removal, and tuition and living expenses. After all the expenses, he has to earn another 5 yuan to fill in all these holes.

Thinking of this, he regretted blindly trusting the Little Sun app even more, and hated this app that failed to accomplish anything but failed.

Fortunately, this APP knows people. After arguing with him that day, I never said a word again. That's good, so that he won't be upset.

He can do just as well without it.

Pan Bo sent Liu Lu the song "That Summer" selected for the eight-in-six contest.Liu Lu returned quickly, encouraging him to rest well in the hospital and not to feel pressured.

Think of it as spending money to live in a high-end hotel, Pan Bo comforted himself.He began to make full use of this ward: he used the wireless network in the room to do translation work; his arm was injured and he could not use his strength, so he lay on a high-grade hospital bed that could be adjusted up and down to exercise his leg strength; With surround sound effect, standing in front of the window and watching the bustling crowd in the courtyard downstairs open their voices and practice singing during the translation gap.

On Wednesday morning, when he finished singing "That Summer" with his eyes closed facing out the window, there was a burst of loud applause behind him.

He looked back and saw that the door of the ward was opened at some point, and a man he didn't know was standing at the door.The man has short chestnut hair, wears a white shirt and suit, and holds a briefcase in his right hand. He looks like an elite, but a row of shiny silver studs on his ears is very eye-catching.

"Are you?" Pan Bo asked.

"Hi, my name is Geng Rui, and I'm Mr. Wen's secretary. Your Japanese song is so beautiful!" Geng Rui walked up to Pan Bo, shook hands with Pan Bo, and handed him a business card, " President Wen let me see how you are recovering."

Pan Bo looked at the business card in his hand. Unlike Wen Chengyu's simple white business card with only his name and phone number, Geng Rui's business card was not only engraved with Tianzong Entertainment's classic geometric logo of three overlapping triangles, but also I wrote a bunch of landline, email and other information, and there are three mobile phone numbers alone.

Pan Bo nodded to him politely: "Thank you. Actually, I also want to contact Mr. Wen, because he paid for the expenses of the hospital for me..."

"You don't have to worry about this." Geng Rui waved his hand, indicating that Pan Bo didn't need to worry about it at all, "I shouldn't have negotiated with you on this matter, but because of Cheng Rong's special status, Mr. Wen doesn't want you to be attacked. , One is to scare the snake, and the other is to be afraid of being hyped by the media."

Geng Rui hooked his feet over the stool beside the bed and sat down, took out some papers from the briefcase he carried with him, and handed them to Pan Bo: "This is a confidentiality agreement. The whole incident has been disclosed to any fourth person. We will provide you with a hush money of 50 yuan as a reward for your cooperation."

50!Pan Bo shook his hand and almost missed the papers in his hand. He looked embarrassed and opened his mouth to refuse: "Actually, I won't talk about this matter. I can guarantee that I don't need to give me this money."

The polite smile on Geng Rui's face remained unchanged: "Of course I understand this, but the verbal promises are not as solid as the black and white promises. And, you don't have to be polite, the 50 is not worth mentioning to my boss."

Pan Bo shook his head. Although he is short of money now, he will never violate the basic principles of life and work for the sake of money.

"If you don't accept it, then I can only sit here until you change your mind." Geng Rui put away the smile on his face, with an unusually serious expression.

Pan Bo has never seen such a rush to send money, begging someone to collect money, he proposed a second-best solution: "I don't want the 50, you draw up a new contract, I promise to keep it secret."

Geng Rui sighed: "I can't decide. Mr. Wen assigned me this job today, and if I can't finish it, I will definitely be scolded when I go back. Otherwise, you can discuss it with Mr. Wen, and if he says yes, is it okay?"

Pan Bo saw that he was embarrassed, but his butt was stuck to the stool and he couldn't move, so he picked up his mobile phone and called Wen Chengyu.

The beeping sound on the phone has not been answered, Pan Bo moved the knuckles of the fingers of his right hand, and saw Geng Rui staring straight at him with open eyes, feeling very awkward.This Mr. Wen is definitely not easy to talk to. Maybe Geng Rui wants to see him deflated and then he will obediently sign the agreement.

The beeping sound rang for a long time before a deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Who is there?"

Pan Bo said his thoughts, and added at the end: "If the game that night was not because of you and Cheng Rong, I would never have been able to participate normally. On this point, I would never accept your money. I will not speak of this matter.”

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, Pan Bo waited patiently holding the phone, after a while Wen Chengyu said: "Okay. Tell Geng Rui to come back and find me."

Geng Rui listened with his ears up, and glanced at Pan Bo in disbelief when he heard his boss's words.

Pan Bo hung up the phone and shrugged at him: "You heard everything."

"Amazing." Geng Rui stood up briskly, put the papers in Pan Bo's hand back into his bag, and said with emotion as he put them away: "We have always said that the domineering president's persona is so indistinguishable. I can be moved by you."

Pan Bo laughed a little and said, "Please leave me my mobile phone number, and I will have to ask you to transfer the hospital expenses to Mr. Wen for me."

Geng Rui was a little scared, he picked up his bag and ran towards the door: "Don't! I can't decide on the hospitalization fee, you can tell Mr. Wen yourself! I'll go back first!"

Pan Bo called him: "You haven't saved my number yet!"

"It's okay! Boss Wen has it!" Geng Rui had already run into the corridor, before he even had time to close the door, the noisy voice from the corridor came in all at once.

Pan Bo walked over to close the door of the ward, but unexpectedly saw two familiar people standing outside the door: Liu Lu and Shang Fei.

Liu Lu didn't wear her pair of glasses, her sharp and serious eyes softened a lot, and when Pan Bo came out, the tight corners of her eyes softened a lot, and she called to him, "How's your body?"

Shang Fei followed behind Liu Lu, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. Seeing Pan Bo's gaze, he twitched his lips and said hello: "Pan Bo."

"Mr. Liu Lu, why are you here?" Pan Bo greeted him inside, dragged the stool beside the bed outside, and gave Liu Lu a seat: "Teacher, please sit. I'm sorry that there is only one stool in this ward."

Shang Fei said briskly: "It's okay, I'll go out and ask the nurse to borrow a bottle and put these flowers up." After finishing speaking, he left the ward.

Liu Lu looked at Pan Bo's face. Pan Bo's fair skin looked even whiter now, and his lips also looked dull.Seeing Shang Fei walked out of the room, she asked Pan Bo cautiously: "Isn't this morning a routine vocal music instruction? I see you didn't come. Shang Fei said that you are still in the hospital, so I will come to see you and listen to you by the way." How are you preparing for the song? Did you get into something? Why did you get hurt!"

Pan Bo looked at Liu Lu's eager gaze, and the concern in it was very real.This was the first time in so many days that someone he knew came to see him, and he felt warm in his heart.

"It's not clear yet, the police are investigating." Pan Bo cleared his throat and suppressed the sourness welling up in his throat.

"The TV station takes this matter very seriously. When I went there in the morning, I saw two policemen questioning the staff in the building. You can play at ease and don't affect your mood." Liu Lu told him.

"Well, don't worry."

"How are you preparing for the song for Saturday night's competition? Sing it again." When Liu Lu talked about the song, she switched back to that professional and serious attitude, and took out her notebook from her backpack.

Pan Bo also got into the mood in a second and sang the song from beginning to end.

Liu Lu kept nodding her head, fixed her eyes on Pan Bo, and couldn't help but ask Pan Bo, "Teacher, is there any problem?"

"It's good, it's good," Liu Lu murmured twice, and asked suddenly, "Did you practice this Japanese song specially, or did you know how to say it?"

Pan Bo replied: "My second foreign language study is Japanese."

Liu Lu patted the palm of her left hand with the back of her right hand: "I almost forgot about this, you are a student of Beijing Foreign Studies University. You can sing high notes, which is very good for a male singer, but have you noticed that, You can't control the sound? When certain scales change, the sound is not a smooth process."

"I found out, I know it's because the basic skills are not solid." Pan Bo practiced the basic skills every day, but this is a long-term accumulation process, so there is no rush.

"So, let's practice. One day of practice is better than no practice. It's not that easy to be a star. The scenery in front of the stage depends on hard work behind the stage. Let me tell you a method, you can try it in the next few days..."

Shang Fei was walking in the corridor with the bouquet of flowers, every time he took a step, he felt angry and stuffy on the soles of his feet.But from the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught sight of the nurses who were chattering at the nurse's desk, and then a few nurses who moved their eyes towards him. When he realized that this was in a public place, he quickly put away the emotion that he accidentally showed. went back.

Sending a smile in that direction, he was not surprised to see the blush on the faces of those girls. Shang Fei took the flowers and walked to the other corridor of Pan Bo's ward, found a remote corner, opened a door to hide went in.

This is a small space of only one square meter. There are brooms and mops on the floor, and there is a metal cabinet with rags, detergents and other cleaning supplies. It seems that this should be the storage room for the cleaning staff.

Shang Fei didn't have time to dislike the cramped space and the sour smell of rags in the air. He took out his mobile phone with his right hand and called Chen Chen. The call was connected immediately. Chen Chen's nervous voice came from the microphone. Out: "How is it, do you have any clues?"

Shang Fei lowered his voice and whispered back to him: "No, his attitude towards me is the same as before."

"Then you can check his tone again! If he finds out something and tell the police, my 20 yuan is not for nothing!" Chen Chen's male duck voice became anxious on the phone.

"I'll try my best, but I can't make it too obvious, otherwise he must be suspicious." Shang Fei's tone was full of impatience.

"Shang Fei, I really don't blame me for this matter. I said at the time to teach him a little lesson, and it's fine if he can't participate in the competition that day. Who knew that these idiots went there with knives!? If I knew, I would definitely not let it go! I don't know why the police went crazy. There are so many fights in the bar on weekdays, and they stabbed them directly with a bottle of wine. I didn't see them so actively investigating and solving the case. Why is it like taking a stimulant this time! "

Shang Fei remembered the scene he saw just now at the door of the ward, and he didn't know who Wen Zong was, and he paid Pan Bo to live in this high-end VIP ward.He snorted coldly, and said bitterly: "Isn't it because Pan Bo hugged his thigh, and his thigh helped him?"

The author has something to say: everyone is painting the moon tonight, but it has been raining here, not to mention the moon, there is no shadow of the stars TT