Crush on "Big" Stars

In the morning, Lin Mingwei was sitting on the office chair with one hand resting on his chin, looking at the four-thick stack of materials in front of his face that three-quarters had been reviewed by him, he could finally take a few breaths of relief, he tapped the keyboard, and the sleeping computer be awakened.

It has become his habit to browse the dynamics of various news media every day. When he clicks on a certain media website, a striking news headline comes into view-"Volunteer Mountain Charity Walk, Singer Jian Yiwei", he is not surprised , I just didn't expect that the headline of the news would be written like this, probably just to attract attention or attract people's attention.

"The fact that we went to the mountain primary school to do charity was reported by the media." He said unhurriedly, and then clicked on the link to check it out.

"I think it was reported by Su Juncheng, he is a reporter." Jian Yiwei seemed to have expected it, just after he finished speaking, he heard Lin Mingwei giggling, he immediately turned his head and asked curiously: "Are you laughing?" What? Share share."

The picture on the screen of him holding a guitar and teaching a little boy to sing is very serious and beautiful.

"Some netizens commented under the news that you are so handsome." Lin Mingwei clicked the mouse with his finger and said excitedly: "Hey, look, look, many netizens praise you!"

"Okay, don't laugh," Jian Yiwei, who seemed indifferent, turned his face back and said, "Let's sort out your remaining materials."

"Alright." He smirked.

Jian Yiwei lowered his head slightly, his face seemed to be thinking about something, but he still couldn't help smiling, a kind of shy tenderness, but neither of them paid much attention to the news.

In the afternoon, the studio door was suddenly pushed open by the art management manager, and the two raised their heads at the same time, staring at him blankly, but he didn't move suddenly, seeing their stunned expressions, walked to Jian Yiwei's desk with a smile, He clapped his palms and said exaggeratedly, "Yiwei, you're going to be popular!"

He frowned, expressing his doubts.

"Oh," the arts management manager clapped his palm again, and continued: "Lin Mingwei, stop sorting out those materials, turn on the computer quickly, and enter the No. [-] Media website in China! Hurry up!"

"Oh……"

While Lin Mingwei started to click on the website, he continued: "You went to the poor mountainous primary school to donate love and charity, which was reprinted and reported by many media. Now the posts about you are very popular on the Internet, and the click-through rate continues to soar. Even your previous Songs that no one cares about are also found out by netizens.”

Jian Yiwei stood up slowly, so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

"You are the No. 1 star in the entertainment industry who has become popular in this way." The art management manager raised his arm and patted him on the shoulder. His long-standing indifference changed in an instant, which made Jian Yiwei feel awkward. He didn't expect the way he became popular, and he always felt that he was not at ease.

"Look quickly!" Lin Mingwei, who clicked the mouse to enter the No. [-] media website in China, browsed the content of the webpage intently, and waved his hand happily to signal them to go over and watch.

"It's not just this one website reporting," the arts management manager turned his face to Jian Yiwei, and said solemnly: "Taking advantage of the current momentum, the company's senior management has decided to start releasing digital albums for you, and XX music will be the first release! I'm here to convey to you the news."

"Really?!" He was obviously very happy that the long-prepared music album could finally be released.

"Of course," the art management manager nodded, and then sighed: "After all, you have been waiting for a long time. After everything is ready, Dongfeng just happened to follow."

"That's great!" Lin Mingwei was so happy that he couldn't help clapping his hands.

"I have conveyed to you what I should say. I will go back to the office first. You will be busy in the future. What kind of advertisements, variety shows, etc., will take the initiative to find you."

Jian Yiwei smiled and nodded calmly. He knew that he needed to work harder, and he couldn't let all this hard-won become a flash in the pan.

Seeing the art management manager walk out of the studio, Lin Mingwei was overjoyed and completely occupied by happiness. He pursed his lips, looked at Jian Yiwei, and said, "It's great that I can finally release a new song."

"Ming Wei."

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows, looking relaxed.

"Thank you, this is the luck you brought me." This was Jian Yiwei's heartfelt thanks.

"No," Lin Mingwei shook his head with a smile, and said firmly, "You deserve it."

The two laughed together.

Jian Yiwei's popularity was completely unexpected to Lin Wenqi. Although he felt angry in his heart, he couldn't control the development of this matter.

Li Nali, who was filming in the crew, also quickly learned about this incident. Although she felt a little regretful in her heart, she was still happy for him, and what would she do?