Koi Daxian is about to debut [Entertainment]

This time An-Ziyan only sent Jiang Pingqiu and Lily here, while An-Ziyan went to meet with the director and producer first.

Su Jinli was taken to a separate dressing room by Lily, and she immediately asked Su Jinli to take off her clothes: "We have prepared clothes for you, you can take off this body first."

"Oh, good." Su Jinli nodded, and took the clothes they gave her to change into.

The clothes they prepared for Su Jinli were white linen Chinese-style tops with buttons on the neckline and sleeves, without any pattern decoration, which looked very plain.

The trousers are black and equally loose for a classic look.

After he came out, Lily looked at Su Jinli's newly dyed hair and worried: "Why did you suddenly dye your hair?"

"An Zihan insisted on pulling me to dye my hair together."

Lily sighed: "I'll use a one-time hair dye to darken your hair first, and you can put this on your shoulders so as not to stain your clothes."

Su Jinli was obedient and obedient, sat down and let Lily help him.

Although he wore makeup this time, he still looked very plain, and his image was a little more calm.

After tidying up their looks, they went out of the training camp together. Sitting in the car, Su Jinli became nervous and asked Jiang Pingqiu: "Brother Jiang, do I have to say hello to them later? What should I say? Do I need to perform a show?" Huh? Am I singing a song I wrote myself, or is it their favorite?"

Jiang Pingqiu couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and answered him: "Young Master An is here, as long as he is there, you can just listen to him."

"What if it's not convenient for him to tell?"

"If you are in trouble, he will definitely help you out. Just trust him with confidence. An Shao is still very reliable."

"Oh, that's good." Su Jinli stopped talking, but he was still nervous, as if he was going to Muzitao for an interview for the first time.

The place they went to was not a company, nor a hotel where they ate, but a teahouse.

In the lobby on the first floor, there is a stage, and there are performances early in the morning.

Jiang Pingqiu took Su Jinli to the private room on the second floor, and when someone opened the door after knocking, Su Jinli was about to walk in by himself.

Opening the bamboo curtain and moving in, I saw three people sitting in the window seat.

A fat man with a beard on his mouth was sitting by the window, looking downstairs while eating old Beijing fried noodles.

Sitting next to him was a man, slender and slender, who looked to be in his forties. After Su Jinli came in, he got up with a smile: "Popular idol, it's a pleasure to meet you."

An Ziyan stood up and introduced the tall and thin man to Su Jinli: "This is the producer—Feng Qiang. This is the director—Jiang Ding."

"Producer Feng, Director Jiang, hello, both of you." Su Jinli said hello politely.

Jiang Ding looked up at Su Jinli, turned his eyes around him, and said, "Come on, sit down and talk, let's watch this scene together."

Su Jinli immediately sat in the seat they arranged, and looked down at the Liyuan children who were performing downstairs.

"Can you see something famous? They are all from the Liyuan family. They have a solid foundation and can sing well. It's rare to come out to perform. The few of us came here without even eating, so I insisted on ordering a bowl. If you eat noodles, you will grow fat, and if you don’t eat, you will get hungry.” Jiang Ding seemed to have a good personality, when he spoke, his words were straight and his voice was loud, and when he laughed, it was extremely loud, like the ringing of a bell.

Su Jinli listened for a while, then sighed: "After all, it still loses its original flavor."

An Ziyan poured a pot of tea for Su Jinli and kept listening. If Su Jinli said something wrong, he would immediately make things right.

"What?" Jiang Ding asked.

Naturally, Su Jinli couldn't say that he was the one who had seen Aunt Gongsun dance sword.

"It's hard to say, I just heard it before, and I don't know the way, but I can learn an authentic lesson from you." Su Jinli said seriously.

"Yo, you can also sing?" Jiang Ding's eyes lit up.

Even An Ziyan was surprised, and couldn't help asking: "You know this?"

"When Xiaoan came to introduce you to me, he might have said this, wouldn't it be a bonus point?" Jiang Ding continued with a laugh.

"It can only be said that I know a little bit of superficiality. I am singing the ancients. You must know that the ancients actually pronounced the words and pronounced them differently from us. It is not standard Mandarin or a dialect."

"I've heard about it. I've made Tang Dynasty movies. But when we're filming, we still have to speak Mandarin. It's too polite for the audience to understand."

"I'm just going to sing you the original version, how about you taste it yourself, and then look at the current version?" Su Jinli asked.

Jiang Ding was very interested and nodded immediately: "Success."

"Let them finish the performance first. In fact, they are also very good, and they are skilled." After Su Jinli finished speaking, he continued to watch the show with his head down.

After he came, except for saying hello and Jiang Ding asking him questions, he didn't intentionally please him at other times, and he didn't see the great director's excitement. At this time, he actually listened to the play seriously.

Jiang Ding and Feng Qiang looked at each other, Jiang Ding smiled and continued eating noodles.

Feng Qiang was holding a teacup, chatting politely with An Ziyan.

Not long after, another person came into the private room. After entering, he first greeted the others. After seeing Su Jinli, he was surprised: "Isn't this Xiaoyou Su? Why are you here too?"

This is exactly the chess friend who was going to play chess with Shi Lao in the teahouse last time.

An Ziyan asked unexpectedly again: "Mr. Wang, do you know artists from our legendary family?"

Mr. Wang looked at An Ziyan, he had to raise his head suddenly, and took a step back to answer smoothly: "Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

Standing and talking with An Ziyan made my neck tired.

You can't talk about things like saving Shilao casually, since Shilao was in danger and kept it a secret.

After Mr. Wang arrived, he intentionally sat between Su Jinli and An Ziyan, but An Ziyan made way without forcing him.

After Mr. Wang sat down, he whispered to Su Jinli, "We need to keep things about Shilao secret."

Although Su Jinli didn't know so many ways, he knew how to keep it secret, so he nodded.

"Why, what secret do you two have?" Jiang Ding asked directly, with a straightforward temper.

Mr. Wang smiled and said: "No, it's just a chess friend who used to play chess with him. One of my chess friends has never played with him, and even lost his temper. It's hard to tell about this, so let Su Xiaoyou help keep it secret."

An Ziyan's astonishment was one wave after another: "You can also play chess?"

Do you want to tell him later that Su Jinli can fly?Can you still hold a cannonball and fly to outer space with Iron Man?

"I'm a retro boy!" Su Jinli replied confidently.

"Now I believe more and more." An Ziyan squinted his eyes and replied, when he looked at Su Jinli, he still felt a little pampered.

After the seniors of the Liyuan family finished singing, Jiang Ding began to be obsessed with Su Jinli again.

"Su Xiaoyou, you should also brighten your voice."

Su Jinli nodded, not feeling stage-frightened: "I'll just hum a few lines, so you can feel what it was like in the early days."

After Su Jinli finished speaking, he really started singing.

At first, Jiang Ding thought Su Jinli only knew how to click, but after listening to it for a while, he couldn't help but restrain his smile.

He has done some research on these things. He really doesn't understand Su Jinli's articulation, but there is absolutely no problem with his singing. He really understands it at first glance, and he can sing well.

Su Jinli's voice brightened, causing a commotion in the lobby.

A few old men who were listening to operas and drinking tea in the lobby all changed places and looked up, wanting to see which experts had become addicted to operas, and wanted to clear their voices.

Unexpectedly, what I saw was a young man with a good appearance and a handsome personality, and his singing was even more wonderful.

Mr. Wang has listened to the opera a few times, but he understands it a little bit. Naturally, he also thinks that Su Jinli sings well.

Feng Qiang didn't understand these things, but just looked at Jiang Ding's expression, and Mr. Wang's way of subconsciously shaking his head with intoxication, and felt that this young man was not bad.

Looking at the few people downstairs who were listening to the play with their necks up, Feng Qiang couldn't hold back, took out his phone and recorded the scene, and posted it on Moments.

The video was only 10 seconds long, and it was taken from Jiangding to the downstairs, and finally Su Jinli and Mr. Wang were sitting side by side. An Ziyan only had one leg out of the country.

After posting to Moments, Feng Qiang didn't take it seriously, put down his phone and continued listening.

Su Jinli stopped singing after singing for a while, and said, "I'm showing my ugliness." Then he reached out to pick up the tea that An Ziyan had poured for him.

As soon as he lowered his head, he realized that the tea was so full. Is An Ziyan used to pouring wine?I don't know anything about tea, so how do you usually talk about business?

All by Yang Qi?

"Su Xiaoyou is really a genius... he can ventriloquist, play the pipa, sing opera, and play chess. He is also a good-looking talent." Jiang Ding obviously knew about Su Jinli's information before he knew these things.

"I know a little bit."

"Humility, it's already very good, not bad, not bad, very good." Jiang Ding rarely praised so much, and couldn't help laughing when he said it. An Ziyan only needed to look at it to know that Su Jinli's role was more than half stable.

President Wang got addicted to chess, so he asked someone to send him a chessboard, saying that he had to play a game with Su Jinli: "Last time I just watched you play, I haven't played against you yet."

Su Jinli didn't refuse, and agreed directly.

When playing chess, several people changed positions so that Su Jinli and Mr. Wang could sit directly opposite each other.

When Mr. Wang played chess, he liked to study like Shi Lao, and he made a piece in half a day.

Su Jinli was still the same as before, almost without hesitation, he made a move, which put Mr. Wang in a stalemate.

"Ruthless! Really ruthless!" Looking at the chessboard, Jiang Ding couldn't help sighing.

"Don't keep talking with your loud voice, it disturbs my thoughts." Boss Wang couldn't help but scold Jiang Ding.

"Even if I don't speak, you will lose." Jiang Ding pointed to the chessboard.

"I can try again." Mr. Wang replied stubbornly.

But in the end, Mr. Wang still lost.

Su Jinli held his piece, pointed to the chessboard and said, "Look, if I play this piece here, you will lose in one way. If you play in this position, you will lose in another way."

An Ziyan stretched out his hand and tugged at Su Jinli's clothes, wanting to remind Su Jinli that this Wang is always a film investor, so don't offend him.

In the end, I heard Su Jinli say: "You are not as good as... the old man before."

Doing... well done?

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[The little koi wants to become a human and experience it, not for the sake of his brother, the little koi has only grown into a human for 18 years]

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