The devil does not play cards according to the routine [Entertainment circle]

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"Unfortunate times, young master Qu, we will continue next time if we have a chance." Wen Yao stopped Qu Tong, in public, and in the center of the storm these days, it is one thing to miss one thing.And this kid can fall in love with Shuang Le, but he is also lame.

Wen Yao, who sneered at this, completely forgot that he was also lame a few days ago.

"No problem." Yu Zhengwei waved his hand, because after Qu Tong came over, the fog that was brewing by the others began to show its color - black, and it began to become denser and denser.

Although Qu Tong himself emits a powder mist, it can stimulate other people to become food reserves. Yu Zhengwei is very curious about Qu Tong's reaction.

"That's right, that's right, let's just put down the curtain," Qu Tong quickly erected the screen in three steps at a time, and ordered a few dishes that Qi Chen likes to eat.

After finishing it, he nestled next to Yu Zhengwei begging for compliments, not paying attention to the golden agent at all.

Wen Yao hesitated to speak: "It's even more eye-catching."

"What's the matter? Could it be that you can't even handle such a trivial matter?" Qu Tong glanced at Wen Yao: "Little Jiujiu, how about I be your manager, I just happen to be graduating soon..."

"Shut up, you!" Wen Yao directly picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into Qu Tong's mouth that was about to pry the corner of the wall.

"Little Jiujiu, are you really going to quit the group?" Qu Tong glared at Wenyao, and continued to nest beside Yu Zhengwei.

If Qu Tong had a tail behind his ass, the wagging tail must be broken by now.

Xiao Jiujiu is the nickname given to Qi Chen by fans. Qi Chen has a clear voice and a lingering lingering singing voice. Fans often praise him as the clear spring voice of larks and orioles. Over time, he became "Jiujiu voice" and then "Jiujiu voice". Little Chirp".

Yu Zhengwei raised his eyebrows, gently pushed the pink dumpling away, and responded with a neutral sound.

Qu Tong stared blankly at Yu Zhengwei eating slowly. The former Qi Chen's house was inhumane, and he seldom went out and said nothing, even at the concert. The performance was complete, and the individual disappeared out of thin air. The fans were very happy. It is difficult to catch his figure.

This is the first time that Qu Tong has had such close contact with a real person, and he feels that the comments on the Internet are all fake——

Real people!

it is good!

Ten thousand times! ! !

The aura looks weird, but Qu Tong has a super thick filter, and I think the little Jiujiu looks even better now.

The powder mist all over the whole body of the blissful fan was getting thicker and thicker, which made Yu Zhengwei so bitter that he couldn't eat and sleep, and the food in his mouth became sweet.

"What's the matter?" The powder mist of one person is better than the black mist of the entire restaurant, the energy is too huge,

Yu Zhengwei: slipped away.

"I promised Le before..." Le Ze was still happy, Qu Tong didn't recognize who was who, Qu Tong rolled his tongue, "I wrote lyrics for you."

Wen Yao: ...

Wen Yao immediately turned his head to Yu Zhengwei, for fear that the little ancestor would do something amazing again.

"..." Yu Zhengwei glanced at Qu Tong, who was surrounded by powder mist so that he couldn't see his face, and wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully, "Your friend is still waiting for you."

"It's okay." Qu Tong felt that Yu Zhengwei was leaving, and was very anxious, "They are not as important as you."

Wen Yao sniffed his nose and found that the matter was not simple, "Master Qu, stop saying such things that are easy to be misunderstood."

Seeing Yu Zhengwei nodding, Qu Tong was sad for two seconds, "I want to write lyrics for you."

Wen Yao was speechless, and just wanted to drag Yu Zhengwei away as soon as possible, this Hun Dan always said things here that were particularly likely to irritate his artists.

"No, even though I quit the group, you can still find Le Ze Leyu and help them write lyrics." Yu Zhengwei felt that this kid didn't seem to be very smart, or that ordinary people's likes are too cheap, so it can be said that transfer is transfer ?

Wen Yao stood aside in a cold sweat, not knowing whether to sympathize with Qu Tong's chicken-and-duck talk, or Yu Zhengwei's low EQ.

After thinking about it, Wen Yao sent a WeChat message and decided to report it to avoid unexpected news headlines.

[Wen Yao]: Qi Chen's face is too ostentatious, not only Wei Yehua has thoughts about him, but Qu Tong seems to be too.

[Merwen]: Qu Tong?

[Wen Yao]: I took Qi Chen out for dinner, and I met Qu Tong who has been clinging to Qi Chen.

[Mer Wen]: Why did you take Qi Chen out for dinner?

[Wen Yao]: ...

——Brother, you are unreasonable!The senior sees through you!

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Wen Yao thinks this is not right!

He had to quickly drag Yu Zhengwei out of this vicious circle, and immediately pulled Yu Zhengwei back to Changzhu Courtyard after eating, and arranged Yu Zhengwei's next work in a serious manner.

"There are several variety shows here. Let's see which one you are interested in."

"Which one has more money?" For Yu Zhengwei, the identity in the entertainment industry is just a channel to get money and black mist. He wants to achieve success in cultivation in just a few decades, and currently he can only do so within the scope of his ability. Maintain the status.

"...this." Wen Yao pushed a celebrity travel variety show over without a word, ""Lighting the Stars", a genre related to travel, is to eat, eat and play on the road, but the only requirement is to bring a special Friends in the circle together."

"I don't seem to have any friends," Yu Zhengwei tilted his head. He doesn't know if Qi Chen has any, anyway, there is only one person he can choose, "Merwen can?"

"..." Wen Yao was speechless, "Why don't we change to this one, because we are taking a cute baby to experience life in the countryside."

"Little cute baby?" Human cubs are the most unlovable creatures in the world, Yu Zhengwei looked disgusted, "Let's just say "Lighting the Stars"."

"...Mr. Mo can't go. At that time, I will choose one of the artists in the company to go with you."

"Then Wei Yehua."

I can't bring the reserve grain, so it's not bad to bring a ration.

Lord Mojun: The plan is clear!

Wen Yao: I want shi!

"Aren't you afraid that he will touch you?" Wen Yao thought in his heart: I am afraid that you will touch him.

Yu Zhengwei nodded, with regret on her face: "There are people following the filming all the way, so it's not easy to do little tricks."

"..." Wen Yao felt that he would have a myocardial infarction, so he asked the next best thing: "There are similar talent shows here, and you are invited to be selected."

"Draft?" Yu Zhengwei first popped into mind - the emperor chooses concubines, three thousand in the harem.

Yu Zhengwei picked up the plan, and then threw it back: "It's "Lighting the Stars"."

"You don't need to sing in this show, you can just choose your favorite singer below, and just comment a few words." Wen Yao inevitably felt that it was a pity. He is obviously a talented person, how could he completely bury his true ability like this, Also become so resistant.

Lord Demon Lord who has never lit up his singing skills: ...

Yu Zhengwei stared at Wen Yao for a while, and after confirming that this person had only good intentions, "I heard that advertising is also very profitable, and the cycle is short."

"This won't work, don't consume your popularity in the short term," Wen Yao compromised instantly, "There is no rush to choose candidates for "Stars Lighting the Lights", and we can negotiate after tomorrow's press conference."

The two of them stopped talking, and each took a step back. After all, this also involves the personal thoughts of the other protagonist. Let's wait for tomorrow's press conference to decide the score.

"By the way, for tomorrow's press conference, remember to take a good rest, and I will come to pick you up in the morning. And here are some questions and answers, just in case you memorize them in advance." After talking about the work, Wen Yao packed up and prepared to retreat.Although the focus of the combination matter is not his responsibility, he must also control it to avoid unnecessary black spots on Yu Zhengwei due to human accidents.

Yu Zhengwei grabbed Wen Yao who was about to run away: "Take me back to the artist's apartment."

Wen Yao flicked his wrist, but didn't move away!

How can a skinny person be so strong! !

Yu Zhengwei boldly stated his appeal: "There is no Merwen here, I don't want to sleep alone."

"..." Wen Yao also made a bold guess, thinking that Yu Zhengwei might just be too lonely, already used to dormitory life, and living in such a remote place by himself all of a sudden, it is inevitable that he will not be used to it.

Wen Yao calculated carefully, Qi Chen made his debut at the age of 17, and he has only been in the industry for four years, and he is only 21 years old—how can he not look directly at his juniors.

Wen Yao considered it carefully and said, "I'll sleep on the sofa with you."

Yu Zhengwei looked around at Wen Yao's various qualities, and combined with his physique that could not produce food, Yu Zhengwei glanced away and silently refused.

Wen Yao: ...

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[Mer Wen]: Changzhu Courtyard temporarily accommodates an artist from the company, and I will re-designate a meeting place when the time comes.

The man looked at the ambiguous message on the phone, raised the corners of his mouth, touched the ring on his middle finger, and whispered softly: "Merwen, your little pet is really not good."

"Jane, when the trip here is over, let's go back to China."