Raiders of that cat

I don’t know if Bao Di has become a lot more arrogant because he won the role of the male third, and even put on a celebrity airs in front of Tang Song. You must know that before Bao Di talked about Brother Tang, that was called Bigu Grandma is still close.

Bao Di glanced at Xiao Chen who lowered his head and wiped his tears: "Didn't I tell you to call Director Wang and have dinner tonight? Did you call?"

Xiao Chen has now become Bao Di's assistant, so he has no choice but to humbly say, "I called just now, but Director Wang may have been too busy to answer."

"If you didn't answer, you won't continue to call, Xiao Chen, don't forget, you are now my assistant, not Tang Song's agent, and I am the one who pays you. Don't follow the wrong master."

Xiao Chen's face turned red from being scolded, and Tang Song, who was standing beside him, couldn't stand it any longer. Xiao Chen followed him for three years. This kid is a little more honest. To be honest, he is not suitable for the entertainment industry, but he really loves it. This line, so no matter how hard or tired, he endured it.

Tang Song patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder and gave him a step down: "I have packed everything, you can go to work first."

Xiao Chen's eyes were slightly red, he glanced at Tang Song, and was about to leave, but Bao Di snorted again: "Wait, I'm thirsty, please pour me a cup of coffee first."

Tang Song stopped Xiao Chen, turned his head to look at the sullen man sitting on the sofa, and smiled: "Bao Di, you and I are good friends. Before I leave, I have to make this cup of coffee for you no matter what. ?”

Bao Di obviously didn't expect Tang Song to say such words, he showed surprise and nodded triumphantly at the same time.

Xiao Chen looked at Tang Song worriedly, Tang Song smiled relaxedly, and his eyes signaled Xiao Chen to get busy first, don't worry about it here.

While Tang Song was making coffee, he still did not forget to talk to Bao Di: "The director Wang you mentioned just now, is he the director of the play where you play the male third?"

Bao Di thought that Tang Song was regretting it, and couldn't help but feel complacent: "Yes, to be honest, it's a pity that you didn't agree to Tang Song at the beginning. You know that Director Wang is gentle and considerate to others. He agreed to all the requests I made, and he also promised me that he will let me act as the male lead in the next play."

Tang Song rolled his eyes, yes, you have dedicated yourself, and others are on the fresh head, but it's not that they promise everything you want.

Bao Di saw that Tang Song hadn't responded for a long time, so he wanted to provoke him twice: "Tang Song, although I debuted later than you, I know more truths than you. Didn't you find the reason why you couldn't get into the third line?"

Tang Song really wanted to take off his size 42 shoes and slap him on that villainous face!

But he turned around with the cup in his hand and smiled again: "I really haven't found the reason, why don't you help me, Brother Di?"

The sound of "Di Ge" made Bao Di feel comfortable all over.

"The key is to look at your connections and personality. Your vision is too high and your temper is too arrogant. In this circle, you must know how to judge the situation. The incident with Director Wang is an example." Bao Di approached Tang Song and whispered: "Don't look Director Wang looks tough, but in fact, he is good at bedtime. If you regret it, just tell me, I don’t mind introducing you to Director Wang. In fact, he is quite interested in you. of."

Tang Song frowned slightly, his eyes became a little subtle: "You don't mind?"

Bao Di smiled lightly, reaching out to take the coffee from Tang Song's hand, but found that Tang Song didn't intend to let go at all.

Only then did Bao Di realize that something was wrong with Tang Song.

The smile on the corners of Tang Song's lips was a bit creepy, he approached Bao Di step by step: "Don't treat everyone as despicable as you."

"Who are you talking about?! Tang Song, you..." Before Bao Di could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt hot on the top of his head, and the sticky coffee liquid flowed down his face. Tang Song even spilled the coffee To his own head!

"Ah!" Bao Di screamed, pointing at Tang Song with wide eyes: "You...you wait for me, I want to tell Mr. Zhao about this and let him block you! Security! Security!"

A few minutes later, at the gate of Celian Entertainment Building, the passing crowd quickly saw a young man carrying a guitar, breaking free from the siege of five security guards, and ran forward like crazy.

As soon as the car door opened, Tang Song took advantage of the opportunity and sat in the co-pilot's seat. Seeing that the group of security guards were about to chase after him, he hurriedly slapped the arm of the person next to him and urged: "Drive, drive quickly!"

The car started, leaving the group of security guards firmly behind.

Only then did Tang Song heave a sigh of relief. He ran too fast just now and was sweating profusely, but now he was even hotter when he sat down.

"Turn on the air conditioner, it's hot."

The slender fingers pressed the button, and soon the cold air came out.

Tang Song took off his sunglasses and fiddled with his hair in the mirror to make sure that the hairstyle was not messed up, but when he turned his gaze, he caught sight of the guy sitting next to him who was driving.

Tang Song frowned slightly, wait, this person is not his driver, he recalled, just now he was only concerned about running for his life, so he just got into a car on the side of the road.

This man was wearing a white shirt, with a sharp and handsome side face, and awe-inspiring sharpness in his obsidian eyes. This temperament and aura were not ordinary people at first glance.

Tang Song was a little embarrassed and regretful, not to mention that he was still a star, if he was recognized by this kid, and then he took a picture of it on the Internet with his mobile phone, it would be troublesome.

Tang Song silently put on the sunglasses again, and took out a mask from his pocket, covering his face tightly.

"Didn't you still say it was hot just now? Why are you wearing a mask now?" The man said so suddenly, which shocked Tang Song into a shudder.

Tang Song pushed his sunglasses and lowered his voice: "I am a star."

Obviously there were so many answers in my mind just now, but why did I say such a stupid one? !

Tang Song regretted it a bit, so he just said it outright. If he was asked to take a photo, wouldn't he be digging his own grave?

But the facts proved that Tang and Song were completely mediocre. The man didn't say much, but just said "oh" with calm eyes.

So simple?Shouldn't you be excited to ask yourself what your name is, or at least ask for an autograph?

It passed so peacefully?

Tang Song then comforted himself, this should be normal, most of the fans who like him are women, at the last meeting, there was not a single man.

Well, yes, that's it.

Tang Song licked his chapped lips, he didn't know what to say, the company usually conducts emergency training for artists in various aspects, but unfortunately, during the class, Tang Song usually sleeps and doesn't hear anything .

The embarrassing atmosphere in the car has already made Tang Song a little out of breath.

Tang Song's hand subconsciously put it by the car door, thinking that he should not let him park the car on the side of the road, just get out of the car and walk back, but before he could say that, the man snatched him away: " Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Tang Song raised his head and met the man's gaze. He became nervous for no reason, and then he stumbled and gave out his home address.

The man nodded, turned the car around, and drove in the other direction.

This person is pretty good, Tang Song relaxed his vigilance, and couldn't help but start talking.

"Thank you, I'm Tang Song, an artist under Celian Entertainment."

Although the contract will be terminated soon...

The man said "Oh" again, and his right hand was stretched out to one side, as if he was holding something.

The corners of Tang Song's lips couldn't help but rise. Sure enough, he has heard of his name, and wants to sign it, right?

Normally, Tang and Song's signatures are all in simplified Chinese. Since he is so kind to help himself, you can consider giving him a complicated version.

Tang Song moved his hands, but what fell into his sight was a business card.

There are three words "Huo Yufei" printed on it in a big way, followed by some dense words. Tang Song didn't have the patience to read it. He was just a little annoyed. He suddenly took off his sunglasses and introduced himself solemnly: "I It's Tang Song, don't you know me?"

Huo Yufei glanced at Tang Song and said mercilessly, "I don't know him."

Tang Song opened his mouth wide, a little unbelievable: "You should know about the 'Star Dream' talent show, right? It was very popular back then."

"I know this."

"I just came out of 'Star Dream'."

Huo Yufei almost went from the champion to the top ten players, and I can't tell what happened after that, but Tang Song just happened to be ranked 11th.

"You don't seem to be in the top ten."

Tang Song slapped himself on the face: "Do you remember that one more person will die?"

Huo Yufei smiled, and what he said was like an awl piercing Tang Song's sore spot: "You're not very hot, why would you be chased out by the company's security guards?"

Tang Song raised his brows, a little aggrieved: "I was... that was an accident. Those security guards are all new to the job and don't know me."

Huo Yufei didn't interrupt, listening to Tang Song's nonsense.

"Well, no matter how you say it, thank you for giving me a ride. Later, I can allow you to take a photo with me and sign it..."

"No, I'm short on time."

The refusal was really neat.

Tang Song couldn't hold back his face anymore: "No, this is a benefit I give to fans. Other fans are crying and asking me to take a photo with them. I'll think about it. You can't refuse."

"Apart from group photos and autographs, can I ask for other benefits?"

A sense of superiority rose in Tang Song's heart, and Erlang raised his legs: "What else do you want, just say it, while I'm in a good mood."

Huo Yufei glanced at the mileage, and said lightly: "The distance from the entrance of Celian Entertainment Building to your home is nine kilometers in total. According to the taxi fare in T City, the starting price is 14 yuan, and there is an extra 24 yuan for every kilometer beyond. Yuan, so you have to pay me 30 yuan and 8 cents for the fare, since you are a star and insist on taking a photo with me and signing my autograph, then round up the whole number, 40 yuan.”

Tang Song stared at Huo Yufei's opening and closing mouth, his whole body had been petrified.

The stars of other houses always brush their faces when they go out. They don’t need money, and they are happy when they have a group photo and autograph. Why is it completely different when they come to him?

Do you have to pay for taking photos and autographs with him? !

Could this kid be a black taxi? !

Huo Yufei looked at Tang Song's black face: "You don't want to renege on your debt, do you?"

Tang Song insisted on swallowing this breath, and he was unlucky to meet such a strange thing: "Isn't it just 40 yuan, and I will give you [-] yuan when I get home. Anyway, I have enough money, so it's not bad for ten yuan."

But when the car stopped at the bottom of Tang Song's house, all kinds of sundries were piled up on the ground, and several workers moved down one after another. At first Tang Song thought it was someone who moved, but when they got closer Look, such a big photo of myself is piled up next to the trash can...