I'm not a superstar [entertainment circle]

The two of them were arguing, while Wen Han stood aside and watched silently.

Every time the old man looked at him, he would raise the corners of his mouth to give the old man a smile, so the old man really couldn't hit him any further.

The old man also smiled at Wen Han: "Don't laugh at Xiao Jing, grandpa just moves his body and stays in the room every day, the old bones really can't stand it."

Shen Fanxing immediately exposed him: "Grandpa, don't lie, you just want to hit me! You still make such a clumsy excuse, tsk tsk!"

"It's been a long time since I told you to leave! Be nice to Xiaojing, and put your young master's temper away!"

Shen Fanxing yelled again: "I'm going to get out, so don't I have to observe your state? If you get over it, I'll get out now..."

Wen Han quickly pulled Shen Fanxing over, and flattered his grandfather, "Grandpa, I'll take him away right away, and come to see you in two days."

"I know you're all busy. You don't have to visit me often. Just come and visit me when you're free. Call ahead when the time comes. Grandpa will make your favorite dishes at home." The old man narrowed his eyes with a smile. He just wanted to see how Wen Han was pleasing to his eyes.

He is naturally unpretentious, and his temper is not tepid. It is a perfect match for his grandson who seems to have restlessness.

Shen Fanxing twitched the corner of his mouth: "Grandpa, you are wrong, just say so if you want us to come, you have to hold it like this, then we really won't be able to come, you should make another phone call and another one, you said so When you're older, can't you make less detours?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and the walking stick was lifted up again, Wen Han hurriedly said: "Grandpa, the walking stick is so expensive! It's not worth it!"

Shen Fanxing: "..." Although I know that you don't want me to be beaten, this sounds really uncomfortable.

When walking out the door, Shen Fanxing was still protesting: "You should say 'although the crutches are expensive, I will feel sorry for breaking Xiaoliu'. My grandfather is a paper tiger. He has nothing to do with you."

It is sunny outside today, and this point comes out, just when the sun is just right.

Shen Fanxing walked in front, and when he went out the door, he subconsciously fished it back with one hand.

Wen Han consciously put his hand in his palm, feeling his temperature, and then feeling the other's strength, he slowly tightened it to the strength that made both of them as comfortable as possible.

The sun shone on Shen Fanxing's cheeks, and then part of it was blocked by him, leaving half of Wen Han's cheeks exposed to the sun.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt that Shen Fanxing was shining like a light.

Shen Fanxing suddenly paused, turned his head, looked at the door behind the two of them, and suddenly said to Wen Han, "I love you."

Wen Han:? ? ?

"Although I am the same, but it's not a festival or a birthday, and the atmosphere is not there. Don't you think it's a bit..." Wen Han couldn't find a suitable adjective for saying that all of a sudden.

Shen Fanxing pointed to the door: "I feel like I've gone in and out of there countless times, but never once, like now... feel happy."

I was alone when I came, and walked through the bustle and bustle.

Now with you, everything is different.

In the car, Shen Fanxing thought for a while and said to Wen Han: "From the day we were together, I knew that my parents might obstruct me. Seriously, are you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Isn't it normal to encounter obstacles? My mother also broke herself first, so she can see things like this.

She didn't allow me to learn music before, and later she agreed. "

"Grandpa is still the best. He quietly forced my mother to the bright side, and then the generals will see each other." Shen Fanxing rarely raised his eyebrows.

It can be seen that he is really very happy now.

Wen Han nodded, and told him some of his conjectures: "I think Grandpa let Xiaoqi take her mother's surname, maybe there was a reason because of you, what do you think?"

Because there were too many boys in the Shen family, Shen Fanxing was restrained. After Shen Fanxing, Xiaoqi took her mother's surname.

At a certain moment, Wen Han felt that it was really not easy for the old man to take care of so many sons and grandchildren.

You can't be too nice to anyone, and you can't be bad to anyone. You need a bowl of water to be served steadily, otherwise you may have already caused disturbances in the house.

Wen Han even suspected that his grandfather might know very well what happened to Shen Fanxing, but maybe he just felt it was inconvenient to intervene, and tried to ease the relationship between Shen Fanxing and his family from the sidelines, but now it seems that it has no effect.

That's why today's face-to-face confrontation with Shen Fanxing's mother happened. He also deliberately challenged Shen's mother in front of Wen Han. For nothing else, he was telling Wen Han that no matter who opposes you, I will stand. Your side.

This is to support Shen Fanxing, and it is also to support Wen Han.

What he won was not only the majesty of the head of his own family, but also the positions of Shen Fanxing and Wen Han.

Shen Fanxing has been so happy today that at night he dreamed that he was lying on the cotton candy.

At first I thought it was Yun Duo, but after I licked it expectantly, I tasted the sweetness, happily hugged a big ball in my arms and licked it endlessly.

That's why Wen Han was woken up by being disturbed by such an unknown creature. He tried to push Shen Fanxing away a little, because he was a little out of breath due to his hot kiss.

But Boss Shen hugged him tighter and tighter, Wen Han once felt that he wanted to strangle him to find a new love.

Mr. Shen woke up from a sweet dream all night, turned over and hugged the person beside him: "Honey, I had a sweet dream last night, I ate a whole cotton candy in the shape of a cloud!"

Wen Han's eyes were full of pain, and he didn't even have the strength to push him away: "I'm different from you, I had a nightmare last night, I was turned over and over and gnawed over and over again."

Mr. Shen covered his mouth: "Hey, so you are my cotton candy?"

Wen Han patted Shen Fanxing off the bed with his paw, "Get up, wash up."

Shen Fanxing struggled to get up: "I don't want to go to work today!"

Wen Han's tone was calm: "You don't want to go to work every day."

"No," Shen Fanxing corrected, "I really thought about it two days ago!"

Mr. Shen wanted to drag Wen Han to accompany him to work. Wen Han already had some headaches, but when he saw the red mark on his neck in the mirror, he got annoyed, "No, I'm going to create today."

While getting dressed, Shen Fanxing thought seriously: "Are you implying that I will arrange a studio for you in the office building?"

Shen Fanxing said in a serious tone: "I think my office is a bit too big. There is a partition in the middle and it is separated by glass. When I am working, I can see you when I look up. When you are creating, you can see it when you turn your head. I."

Wen Han's face was full of black lines: "I don't want to turn my head to admire you, especially when I'm creating."

"And I want to discuss with you, if we are like Siamese twins, do you think it is a normal thing? My premise is that we have been together for seven years."

Wen Han sometimes really wants to pry open the very starry head to see what is inside, so that it will be brilliant if given a little sunshine.

Shen Fanxing thought this idea was too wonderful: "I think it's very good, so we can make it public soon."

Wen Han: "...In short, I don't want to create in your office, and I don't want to be visited like an exhibit every day."

Shen Fanxing was still not reconciled: "Okay, let's put this matter aside for now, what I want to tell you is, is it okay if your manager wants to meet you?"

"So fast? You just hired a suitable agent?" It's too efficient.

"Maybe I have been exposed recently, so when it comes to cooperation, the negotiation went very smoothly. How about it, I made an appointment with the other party to talk in detail in my office today." Shen Fanxing continued to lure.

Wen Han hesitated for three seconds, agreed, and then tried everything he could to cover up the evidence of shame on his neck.

In fact, Shen Fanxing sat on the armrest of the sofa and sent a message to Huang Yicheng, the manager of the newly formed studio, who was also the person in charge of the entire team.

Shen Fanxing; [If it's okay, come to my office later, you two can meet and have a chat. 】

Shen Fanxing: [If you have other things, you can put it off for a while, just drop by and have a chat. 】

Huang Yicheng: [? ? ?This kind of thing is not enough to just chat a few words. As an artist, I always need to know his future career plans, his usual style of work, new song release plans, and concert preparations. 】

Huang Yicheng: [There are still many, many things I have to ask, Mr. Shen, you don't need to say, I will drive there immediately, and I will arrive in about half an hour. You let Wen Han wait for me, and I will strive for a quick solution. Done in three hours. 】

Shen Fanxing: [Two or three hours is too long...]

Huang Yicheng: […] As far as he knows, after Wen Han terminates his contract, he has no other job except variety shows.

After Wen Han and Huacheng Entertainment terminated the contract, Ding Chen resigned immediately, but he was still worried that his identity would affect Wen Han, so he continued to be an ordinary assistant.

When resigning, many colleagues tried to inquire about the news of Wen Han's next home from him. Although Wen Han is now supported by Shen Liushao, there is no news in the circle now, and I don't know whether it is a strict tone or how to answer. thing.

Everyone is asking, but no one knows.

And a truth that everyone recognizes is that the boss can praise you, and the boss can also destroy you. It is okay to coax the boss to ask for resources every day, but if the boss really holds the future in his hands, Directly entering the industry to make money, there are still many tragedies in the entertainment industry.

Although this big boss is not an ordinary big boss, everyone is not worried that Shen Fanxing will lose money if he enters the circle. Everyone thinks that Shen Fanxing may not have a long relationship with Wen Han. They are both adults, and they know that fairy tales are all lies of.

Ding Chen was stunned to ask the question, and everyone felt that it was tricky.

Ding Chen would send messages to Wen Han every day, being obedient and clever, for fear that Wen Han would forget about him.

Wen Han asked him: "Are you sure you want to be my assistant?"

Ding Chen said firmly: "Born as Wen Han's assistant, and dying as Wen Han's ghost!"

Wen Han felt that the TV series this child watched were becoming more and more poisonous, and the child was poisoned like this.

Wen Han wanted to see his manager today, so Wen Han sent a message to Ding Chen, telling him that he can get ready and that he will start working soon.

Ding Chen: [Always be prepared! 】

Shen Fanxing parked the car and went upstairs with Wen Han. Huang Yicheng was waiting in the reception room next to him. He hoped that Wen Han wasn't too difficult an entertainer, because Mr. Shen was already difficult enough.

But he has checked a lot of information before. From the manager's point of view, this is definitely a shining piece of gold in the music world. It is the kind of gold that will not be buried as long as you don't kill yourself.

He watched the talent show back then, and fell in love with Wen Han's nonchalant attitude. This - it was born for the entertainment industry!

He went to Weibo and watched the interaction between Wen Han and his fans. He was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He was very friendly and at the same time kept his distance. He had both an attitude and a bottom line. What a treasure boy!

Huang Yicheng repeatedly stared at the other party's age for a long time. He suspected that Wen Han's age was faked. Can a boy of this age be calm enough?

Then I found out that the only flaw in Wen Han's body was his grades in professional courses in high school and college, but if you are in the entertainment industry, you can only rely on your face to make a living, not grades, good grades are bonus points, you can fire people, Isn't it normal to have bad grades?

When he opened the transcript of the other party's study abroad in the United States with this mood, his jaw almost dropped in shock.

He thinks that the consequences of falsifying grades in the United States are very serious. It must be known that the omnipotent eyeliner of netizens can spread all over the world. Only you can't think of it, and they can't figure it out. Now it is a monument of strength in the music world, no matter how much black material gossip, as long as you have strength, fans will crazily wash you up.

Huang Yicheng didn't think Wen Han would be a person who faked his grades, but Shen Fanxing...it's hard to say! !

Huang Yicheng's heart was full of twists and turns, and he determined with all his heart that Shen Fanxing might become a mouse dropping on Wen Han's road to success.

And since he was going to be Wen Han's manager, even though this mouse shit was his boss, he had to do his best to help Wen Han break free.

There are ten thousand zhang starlight, bright light.

Just because he deserves it!Don't ask why Huang Yicheng is so sure, just ask Wen Han's fans.

Wen Han and Shen Fanxing walked over side by side, and the employees in the public area fell silent in an instant, only the sound of their footsteps landing on the ground could be heard.

And Wen Han might have a guilty conscience, he always felt that there were vague eyes on his... neck, so he tugged at the collar of his clothes.

Although there is no silver in this place, it... makes people feel a lot more at ease.

Huang Yicheng heard the movement, and before Shen Fanxing's secretary could call, he walked over by himself. Just as he was about to knock on the door of Shen Fanxing's office, he found the door opened from the inside.

It was Wen Han who opened the door.

This is the first time for Huang Yicheng to see a real person, and he was surprised by the other person's face when he was caught off guard. Shen Fanxing's handsomeness is recognized, but it must have integrated the wealth behind him, but Wen Han's handsomeness is much simpler .

Just... simply handsome.

And Huang Yicheng swears that the sisters of Yuetu will not deceive me: Wen Han is really the face of first love!

Uh, no, it wasn't Huang Yicheng's first love, it was the one with the strongest campus atmosphere among all the stars Huang Yicheng had ever seen, so strong that he suspected that the online saying that he had poor grades was...fake?The pure aura that can only be found in the ivory tower in this body is really a scumbag?

It seems that fate is really fair.

Huang Yicheng shook his hand first, and couldn't help but greet Wen Han with a smile: "Hello, Wen Han, let me introduce myself first, I will be your future manager, and my name is Huang Yicheng."

"I know you." Wen Han responded with a smile, "It will be troublesome after that, Brother Cheng."

It was really easier to talk than he imagined, and Huang Yicheng let go of his worries again. He also greeted Shen Fanxing, and began to seize the time to discuss details with Wen Han.

Although Wen Han didn't know why, he always felt that the other party was in a hurry.

After Huang Yicheng finished speaking, he would watch Wen Han's reaction to make sure that he understood and agreed, and then he would continue, so this meeting, which was supposed to last two or three hours, came to an end in one and a half hours.

Only then did Huang Yicheng have time to take a sip of water, and then put away the folder: "I will send you the address of our studio via text message, if you need anything, call me at any time, and my mobile phone is on for you 24 hours a day. "

After hearing what he said, Wen Han asked, "Then the other artists in our studio..."

Huang Yicheng said: "There are no other artists, only you."

There was the name of the studio in the contract, and Huang Yicheng pointed it out to him: "Look at the name, don't you understand?" Huang Yicheng sneaked a glance at Shen Fanxing as he spoke, and Wen Han saw this look.

The name of the studio is - Star Making Studio.

Before Huang Yicheng left, he finally had a heart-to-heart with Wen Han: "Tell me the truth, did you tamper with your report card for studying abroad in the United States?"

Wen Han:? ? ?

Wen Han pointed to himself: "I don't look like someone who is serious about studying?"

Huang Yicheng raised his chin with his hand. With his many qualifications in the entertainment industry, he knows that this small face is pure and natural without touching it. He hasn't even been treated with hyaluronic acid or collagen. , what are you studying so hard for?”

Wen Han didn't speak, and pointed at Shen Fanxing.

Huang Yicheng explained: "Not everyone is Mr. Shen. You have to know that most people can only choose one of the two. If they have both, they will definitely be rewarded by God."

After he finished saying this, he reacted belatedly: "Is it really your own test result?"

Wen Han nodded.

Huang Yicheng's eyes were bulging, looking at Wen Han's eyes like some weird animals, he swallowed unconsciously: "So this is really close to Zhu... Chi? But I read your high school and university transcripts in China. , It’s really horrible, your professional courses in the United States are somewhat difficult but very high!”

Wen Han rubbed his chin, showing a slightly deep smile: "It's about some personal matters, I can only say that when it comes to music, I will definitely do my best."

"Okay," Huang Yicheng said: "Your word is enough, I will definitely make you an international superstar!"

Looking down at the documents aside, Mr. Shen, whose ears had been pricked up, suddenly raised his eyes and looked over.

Seeing Huang Yicheng happily drawing a big cake for Wen Han, Mr. Shen just wanted to say——

This is my superstar, obviously I made it.

The author has something to say: One update.

Shen Fanxing: Report!Someone is trying to take credit from me!