Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

"Firefly" exploded.

Lynch had expected that Di Lan would be born again, so the two of them remained indifferent.

Tang Jingchuan was completely insane.

In fact, he also vaguely felt that "Firefly Firefly" could become a hit. The film was indeed very good, but it was not uncommon. As long as it was not taken to the market for a walk, it was a mule or a horse that no one could make a decision on.

I hoped that it would be good, and it turned out to be good, and it was--it was very good!

The box office doubled and doubled, and the records were refreshed faster and faster every day. The theaters, needless to say, spontaneously began to increase the number of films crazily.

Who can have trouble with money?

Tang Jingchuan was proud of the spring breeze, and even Mr. Tang was radiant. When he was happy, he gave Tang Jingchuan a sum of money to invest in Chuanliu, and Chuanliu was brought back to life.

Bringing the rejuvenation of a company by himself, Di Lan dominated the entire circle.

Soon, Di Lan was exposed to the bottom of the sky, orphaned, withdrawn, reticent, no relatives and no friends, the more various childhood deeds were revealed, the faster Di Lan attracted fans.

——Beautiful, strong, miserable, the eternal king of human beings.

Wherever Di Lan goes now, people are surrounded by people, and the fans who pick him up at the airport have already begun to organize, and the banners are held up very high.

With a cold expression, Di Lan clasped his hands politely and distantly to the fans as a thank you, got into the car amidst the screams of the fans, Lynch followed and closed the door, "Drive."

Di Lan glanced at Lynch lightly, Lynch caught his gaze, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and Di Lan looked away.

The assistant said excitedly: "Di Lan is so popular now."

Lynch remained calm, "It will become even hotter."

I came to City A today to participate in the recording of a live show in a studio, a talk show, a host talks to three artists, asks the same question, and the three answer separately. The host's questions are sharp and concise, full of topics, plus It is the most popular talk show right now in the form of live broadcast.

This time, the producer was obviously well-prepared and specially invited three artists that Lynch had brought, Shen Wenhan, Ye Feihong, and Di Lan who was in the limelight.

Shen Wenhan has been popular for several years, but recently he seems to be on the verge of dying. When he was most popular, he wanted to expand overseas routes, but the overseas market was not opened, and the domestic cake was divided a lot by the rising newcomers.

Ye Feihong was originally going up, but something happened recently, and the momentum slowed down.

Among them, the most talked about is the newcomer Di Lan.

Backstage, Ye Feihong arrived first, and he brought a make-up artist himself, and was doing make-up in the dressing room. Zhang Hu stood aside, his face was not very good, "When Di Lan comes later, you should say hello to him first, in terms of seniority, who are you?" Senior, put your attitude up a bit."

Ye Feihong said lightly: "Do you think I will have trouble with him?"

Zhang Hu is also annoying, and Lynch's luck is too good. He is really envious of how he signed an artist like Di Lan who is born with a good look.

To be honest, Lynch's ability to lead people is really strong, leading one to fire.

Zhang Hu resentfully said: "It doesn't matter."

After a while, Ye Feihong finished his make-up, and was reading the desk. The door was pushed open, and it was Shen Wenhan who came. Ye Feihong stood up and greeted him. With an upright and awe-inspiring temperament, the two knew each other's details, and they shook hands and smiled at each other.

Shen Wenhan sat down, and the makeup artist in the stage came up to do his makeup and hair.

Although Ye Feihong and Shen Wenhan were both brought out by Lynch, they didn't have much contact with each other. Shen Wenhan made Lynch a scapegoat, and after he came out, he had nothing to do with Lynch. In Qi's hand, Lynch never heard a word of Shen Wenhan mentioned.

Shen Wenhan's manager and assistant are two pretty beauties, they talk softly around Shen Wenhan, Shen Wenhan looks arrogant, like an emperor.

Ye Feihong took a few glances and didn't want to read it anymore. He put down the script and told Zhang Hu that he wanted to go out to get some air.

At this moment, the door opened again, Ye Feihong and Shen Wenhan looked at the door at the same time.

With a tall and slender figure, a perfect figure that can't be blocked by casual casual clothes, and a face that combines the beauty of youth and youth, it is handsome that people can't forget at first sight.

Di Lan pushed the door, and bowed slightly, as if leading the way for the people behind him. Lynch stepped forward helplessly, and Di Lan put his hand on his shoulder. , "Brother Lin, just take half a day off, okay? Just half a day, I beg you."

Lynch was a little uncomfortable with Di Lan's pretentious appearance, coughed lightly, raised his arm and pushed his shoulder, and said in a cold tone, "Go make up."

Di Lan cupped her face in both hands, and made a flowery look to Lynch, "Good Brother Lin."

When Di Lan was in the dressing room, Lin Qi turned to say hello to Zhang Hu. Zhang Hu responded enthusiastically. Ye Feihong watched quietly and said to Lin Qi, "Congratulations."

Lynch nodded to Ye Feihong, and sat directly on the sofa behind Di Lan's chair.

Di Lan sat on the chair and waited for the make-up artist to put on Shen Wenhan's makeup. From time to time, she glanced at Shen Wenhan's side face, glanced at it, and smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, showing a flash of contempt.

Shen Wenhan noticed it, he held his hand on the chair handle, and suddenly said indifferently: "Who, you don't say hello when you come in, thinking that you are very popular and everyone knows you?"

There was silence in the dressing room, Ye Feihong remained silent, Di Lan took out her mobile phone from her coat, turned her head and smiled at Lynch and said, "Brother Lin, play a game with me."

"Stop playing," Lynch flipped through the notebook in his hand, looked up at Shen Wenhan, and said in a cold tone, "There are surveillance cameras here, it would be bad to be caught."

Shen Wenhan was startled suddenly, and met Lynch's eyes in the makeup mirror. As soon as their eyes met, Lynch slowly lowered his eyes.

"Playing games is not something shameful." Di Lan said coquettishly with her hands on the back of the chair.

Lynch said slowly: "Don't let me play with you, it will all depend on me when the time comes, and say that the manager has brought bad artists."

The two sang together, there was something in the words, Shen Wenhan almost couldn't sit still, he urged the makeup artist: "Can you hurry up?"

The makeup artist was also trembling, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I will try to hurry up."

"It's okay." Di Lan turned her face away, opened Weibo without opening the game, and said slowly to the makeup artist, "I'm not in a hurry, I will melt quickly."

Di Lan is unparalleled in beauty, even without makeup, Ye Feihong can only sigh in the mirror that it is so good to be young.

Shen Wenhan is on the 'bad' side, the older his qualifications, the longer he stays with him, the more his face will be slumped, plus these years of injections, it's always a bit unnatural, even Lynch, the manager, is like The past is never old.

He was only thirty, Shen Wenhan was a little dazed.

As expected, Di Lan's makeup was put on very quickly. His skin is good, his facial features are deep, and the camera needs makeup. The simplest entertainer who has ever done makeup."

Di Lan smiled slightly, noncommittal, while Shen Wenhan was so angry that his nostrils dilated, but he didn't dare to turn his back on him. Lynch's hint just now was too strong, and he couldn't take the risk.

Dogs that can bite people don't bark, and Lynch is not what it used to be, holding a rising trump card, Shen Wenhan dare not make mistakes no matter what angle he looks at.

Thus, the three artists who had worked under Lynch entered the recording studio together.

The host has already sat down, and the allocation of the positions of the three is another problem.

Ye Feihong said first: "I can do it, you sit first."

His posture was quite high, Shen Wenhan gave him a fair look, and sat down in the outermost of the three seats without making a sound.

Di Lan smiled, and took advantage of the situation to sit in the middle position. He has long legs, and he is a little shorter than Shen Wenhan when he sits down, but the head-to-shoulder ratio is outstanding, and the proportion in the camera is just right. Shen Wenhan's shoulders are a little narrower , without the embellishment of ancient costume shoulder pads, and sitting next to Di Lan, looking like a big-headed doll.

Ye Feihong sat in the last seat, and the three of them stood side by side, with different expressions on their faces.

Ye Feihong's heart has calmed down since receiving a basin of dirty water from the sky last time.

He was too strong along the way, and too eager for quick success. He always felt that his choice was right, and he didn't know the pain until the knife cut him. Finally, he admitted that he betrayed Lynch first.

And Chuanliu, a small company that he looked down upon, was about to produce a superstar. Ye Feihong was convinced. He was not as skilled as others, and he could not blame others, so he continued to work calmly.

The questions posed by the host were indeed quite sharp, but the sharpness was very limited, because the three of them had read the script and probably had an idea of ​​those questions.

Shen Wenhan probably hasn't had a drama appointment for a while, and has become addicted to dramas, and from time to time he has to pretend to be surprised, a hermit out of touch with the entertainment industry, pretending that he doesn't understand what the host is saying , a smile and a surprise, the effect of the program is very exciting.

Ye Feihong was impassive, and Di Lan could be regarded as expressionless. He was a "cool" guy to the outside world, and he really didn't bother to talk to people other than Lynch.

The interview went smoothly. When it was about to end, because it was a live broadcast, the last link was to ask questions from the audience, and the bullet screen on the big screen passed.

With a movement of the rocker, the screen froze, and the netizen whose id was Mengqiu for a large size was locked, and her question was immediately listed: "How would you rate your manager, Lynch?"

The host laughed first. This question was both explosive and relatively mild, so he repeated it and asked the three of them.

The order in which the three of them answered the questions was also written in the playbook, and the three of them held hands together for the last question and did not speak first.

Ye Feihong glanced at the two of them, and said solemnly: "Eight points."

The conflict between him and Lynch is well known, and the host asked, "Can you tell me more about it?"

Ye Feihong looked out of the camera, and the live broadcast camera followed, and Lynch's delicate face flashed past.

Looking at the camera, Ye Feihong seemed to see himself in the past, and said seriously: "Lin Qi is an excellent and responsible manager. He has helped me a lot. Without him, there would be no Ye Feihong today."

The host said, "Where are the two points deducted?"

Ye Feihong smiled vaguely, feeling a little lost, "It's fate."

He pursed his lips tightly, apparently pointing to the end.

The host shifted his gaze to the other two who were silent, Shen Wenhan had already made up his mind, and said generously: "I also get eight points, right? The full score is ten?" Shen Wenhan even started talking to the host. It was a joke, and he continued after laughing all over the place: "I used to be young and ignorant, and caused Lynch a lot of trouble. Only after I left did I realize that no one is perfect. I already have a full score in my heart!"

There was another burst of laughter off the stage, the host smiled reservedly, and looked at Di Lan who was silent at last.

In normal conversations, Di Lan was less talkative and tended to be quiet, her expression didn't change much.

The camera shot at his handsome face, and the photographer eccentrically zoomed in and made a close-up of his face.

So all the audience witnessed a stunning smile, the sun was wanton, "I can't rate Lin Ge, Lin Ge is infinite in my heart."