Mr Prejudice

Zhuang Lin's new album release plan is scheduled for the end of the year.Guan Lan counted the days, and felt that it was quite relaxed, and he could leave Zhuang Lin aside for the time being.

When Guan Lan was busy with Zhuang Lin earlier, the second season of "The King of Songs at the Next Stop" was about to start, and the audition started vigorously. The deputy director of Star TV called Guan Lan every three days to invite him Juju, Guan Lan knew that this was what he wanted to invite him for the second season.

Originally, he wanted to be a good judge, and he accepted it, but according to the deputy director, the second season will change the tutor system, so he doesn't want to go.

It's a good show, why follow suit?

Guan Lan: "Wu Tai, I'm a songwriter and not a singer. It's okay to be a judge, but how can I be a mentor? Let's forget it."

Deputy director: "We have a two-track system. Judges are judges, and mentors are mentors. They are not the same thing. We also have to hire singers to be mentors."

Guan Lan: "This means that I not only have to comment on the players, but also on the mentors."

Deputy Director: "Hahaha, it's still about judging the contestants."

Guan Lan understood that this was the job of offending people.

Guan Lan: "How can I be capable? Those who can be mentors are all older than me. How can you let me speak?"

Deputy director: "No, no, our mentor team is getting younger this time, and you scolded all of them in the recording studio, and none of them are old."

Guan Lan didn't want to argue that he didn't swear in the recording studio, he just heard something wrong.

Guan Lan: "Can I ask, how many judges are there this time?"

Deputy director: "Just you, if you don't come to the show, the skylight will be opened."

Guan Lan: ...

Guan Lan really wanted to say, you should hire someone else.But Yang Peining directly gave him instructions - he just knew that this show was co-organized by Tianlong and the TV station, and the selected flowers and grasses had to be signed by Tianlong. I'm afraid he would have to manage the album and write songs.This time he became a judge, not only as a professional musician, but also as a representative of the company to select candidates.

The boss sent a message, what can he do as a wage earner, so he had to agree.

The competition system is roughly like this: each instructor leads 8 contestants, a total of 32 contestants, to be eliminated round after round.The basis for scoring is [-] points in total, [-] points from the on-site audience review, [-] points from online voting, and [-] points from Guan Lan.

As soon as this competition system was announced online, netizens were a little speechless.

Because the four mentors have more or less cooperated with Guan Lan, they determined the nature of this program in advance: the empress of the fourth palace is the emperor's training of beautiful girls for selection. The promotional poster of "The King of Singers at the Next Stop" was also called the "Queen of the Next Stop".

After the first episode of the live broadcast was eliminated and broadcast, everyone said: This program is good, it is ingenious, the four empresses bring their little masters in the palace to compete for favor in front of the emperor, it is creative, and it is decided.

Zhuang Lin didn't expect that Guan Lan would go out to spread rain and dew and expand the harem while he was practicing cooking at home behind closed doors.

Zhuang Lin felt that the crisis was very serious.It is not scary to have a large number of rivals in love, but the problem is that the number of rivals in love is a function that increases with time.

The Xinke show girls all look very coquettish, and none of the Sigong empresses are vegetarians.Zhuang Lin slowly woke up from the dreamy fever of falling in love, and found that he had just upgraded from a street sweeper to a gatekeeper. It seemed that he was a little closer to the gate of the palace, but in fact he was still outside the gate.

But that's okay, he still has his bone broth.

Zhuang Lin didn't hold back, and carried the soup over the next day.

He felt that his skills hadn't been perfected yet, but he had reached the point where he could show them to others, which should be enough for Guan Lan to praise him as "smells good".

The main point of the strategy method of food is not to make a blockbuster, but to persevere, to cultivate the user's habit, and finally to make him feel disappointed if he does not eat for a day, so that the goal is achieved.

When I arrived at the office, I saw that Guan Lan was about to open the takeaway after taking it, so I caught one of them.

Seeing him enter the door, Guan Lan looked up at him: "What's the matter?"

Zhuang Lin met his eyes, and felt his heart tense, and the words on his lips turned out to be out of shape: "I...my mother did this, um, she came to see me these two days, and specially gave it to me. You did it, and I want to thank you very much."

Guan Lan was very happy: "Auntie is interested, thank you for me. Cantonese-style soup, I am lucky."

Seeing him take the soup, Zhuang Lin felt a little happy, but also a little sour: "I watched the show last night."

Guan Lan: "Huh? What program? Oh, you said the next stop is King of Singers. I haven't had time to read the comments online, what do you think?"

Zhuang Lin: "Like the first episode of Gongdouju, the harem draft."

Guan Lan: "Hahahaha, did you read the comments on the Internet? As soon as they see me in some program, they start to play the rhythm. It's funny to be a harem all day long."

Zhuang Lin was hehe in his heart, he really didn't find it funny.

Zhuang Lin: "Do you mind if they say that about you?"

Guan Lan: "What do you mind, sleeping all over the Chinese music scene, doesn't it sound amazing?"

Zhuang Lin: "...Didn't you say that you slept half of the Chinese music scene? Did you sleep half of it or sleep it all?"

Guan Lan smiled: "Less than half, it's 30.00%."

Oh, it turns out that he has slept in 30.00% of the Chinese music scene, brackets, excluding me.

Zhuang Lin felt like he was going to have a heart attack.

Zhuang Lin went home and watched the rebroadcast of last night's show. His mood was very low, and he felt at a loss as to what to do.

After fading from the irrational fever, all that is left is boundless anxiety.

He looked at Guan Lan on TV and thought, he is so good, of course I am not the only one who sees it.But what can be done?

When Qi Fei came to look for Zhuang Lin, he saw that he was looking at Guan Lan with an unhappy face.

Qi Fei: "I see that you got on well with him a while ago, why did you have a bitter hatred again?"

Zhuang Lin didn't answer, watching Zhou Junzhuo, one of the mentors, interacting with Guan Lan on TV: "Sister, tell me, what's the relationship between them?"

Qi Fei thought that Zhuang Lin's obsession with moral cleanliness, which probably originated from the shadow of his childhood, had flared up again, and sighed, "I don't know."

Zhuang Lin: "It should be easier. We are not together now, but we were together before."

Qi Fei: "How did you find out?"

Zhuang Lin: "After all, it's half of the Chinese music scene, it's too unreasonable not to include Zhou Junzhuo—"

Of course Qi Fei knew the stalk of "half of the Chinese music scene", and thought that Zhuang Lin really made a mistake.

Qi Fei: "Come on, you turn off the TV, and I will educate you."

Qi Fei: "The first lesson of survival in the entertainment industry is to look at people with your own eyes. I used to think that Guan Lan was not a decent person, but now I'm in the same company with him and got in touch with him, the people in his department, his The people under him now have a different impression of him. You have more contact with him than I do. You forget about those messy rumors first, and tell me who he is with your own feelings? Do you think he is so unbearable? ?"

Zhuang Lin thought, it is not as bad as half of the Chinese music scene, 30.00%, but he told me this himself.

Qi Fei: "Guan Lan is young, with no background or background, and he has worked hard all the way to reach his current position—"

Zhuang Lin: "I know, he is capable and talented."

Qi Fei: "That's right, but that's not what I want to talk about. He is young, has no background, and is less than 30 years old. He sits in such a high position. Think about it, will there be fewer people who hate him?"

Zhuang Lin's eyes widened in surprise.

Qi Fei: "Don't talk about other people, just talk about your good brother Li Yanyao. Do you know who he is? Is there a girl he dated? Look at his reputation. There is a news saying that he is promiscuous ?"

Qi Fei: "Do you really think that Guan Lan is the dirtiest and messiest person in the circle? Is there anyone who is more affectionate and ridiculous than him? But look, how many people have a worse reputation than him? Don't you want to think about it?" why is that?"

Qi Fei: "You're just...you're just going so smoothly, everything you see is colorful, positive, and full of positive energy. I didn't want to tell you about these nasty things, but since you want to be in this circle If you are a gangster, you will meet sooner or later. For me, think about it carefully."

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Guan Lan didn't know anything about Zhuang Lin's inner shock at this time, he only thought that Zhuang Lin's soup was delicious.

It just so happened that Chen Jin lived at his house these days—because "Yang Peiqing is so fucking weird these two days, I have to come to you for a few days to hide"—he and Chen Jin shared the soup.

Chen Jin: "Do you dare to bet with me that this soup is definitely not made by his mother."

Guan Lan: "Just bet, just bet. Why is he lying to me? People of the older generation are more honest. They know how to make food and give it to others. It would be strange if he wanted to give it to others."

Chen Jin: "I beg you, Zhuang Lin is 24 this year, and his mother is only 50 years old. He hasn't retired yet. How can there be such an old-fashioned way? Even if you are regarded as a bole and a noble person, if you want to give you a gift, be a little more particular." A respectable family with human relations will give this to others? Think about it yourself, if you can’t think about it one day, you will bring a box of stewed pig’s feet to your boss, or your master, will your mother be twitching when she finds out? you."

Guan Lan: "... People are different, and mothers are different from mothers. Their mothers may have such a simple style."

Chen Jin: "Let me tell you, I don't see anyone passing by. Zhuang Lin saw that he came from a decent family. If his mother can't do this, he probably did it himself."

Guan Lan: "It's even more strange if he did it himself."

Chen Jin smiled slyly: "I don't think it's surprising at all. Well, Zhuang Lin's craftsmanship is pretty good."

The last bowl was snatched by Chen Jin, Guan Lan was a little unhappy, and started to find fault: "I'm not trying to drive you away—but if you stay here, I'll charge you rent."

Chen Jin: "What about friendship? Is your friendship worth such a little money?"

Guan Lan: "It's mainly for mental damage. Yang Peiqing must have known the next day that you live with me. I just told him that we have broken up completely. You made me very passive, and I was stared at by him every day. I am stressed."

Chen Jin: "When did you tell him? Did you say anything else?"

Guan Lan said sincerely: "No, what I told him is the same as what I told you. I advised you two to sit down and have a good talk, nothing else."

Chen Jin looked at him suspiciously, but didn't see any flaws.

Guan Lan cared deeply: "What's the matter? What did he do to you?"

Chen Jin hesitated and said: "He...doesn't know why he is crazy. He insists on me going to him, and if he says I don't go to him, he looks down on him."

Chen Jin: "Could it be that he has changed his gender and become a zero?"

After hearing this, Guan Lan slowly leaned down on the dining table, hugged the thermos bucket tightly, and burst out laughing.

At this moment, he felt that all the trouble he had encountered for being innocently involved in this troubled couple was worth it.