The little mermaid got the wrong playbook

Lin Ningchun browsed Xingbo while eating, and broadcast his fans' comments in real time with Ruan Chujiu.

"Your fans are stunned." Lin Ningchun sighed, "You passed your birthday without saying a word, the fans are very disappointed."

Ruan Chujiu: "Huh?"

"Read the comments yourself." Lin Ningchun put down his chopsticks, and put his terminal in front of Ruan Chujiu.

Ruan Chujiu's sight of all the comments on the Xingbo that was just posted.

[? ? ?Birthday party, whose birthday party is it? 】

[Lin Ningchun's birthday has passed long ago? ? ? 】

【That's Jiujiu's birthday? ? ?Du Niang Encyclopedia clearly says December? ? ? 】

[Hot knowledge, Du Niang Encyclopedia is always inaccurate...]

【So I just missed Jiujiu's birthday?I thought there would be a birthday meet and greet!I've even thought of a birthday present! 】

【how so! (Milk cat crying.JPG)]

Ruan Chujiu also felt a little guilty when so many crying emoticons were thrown down.He looked at Lin Ningchun as if asking for help, hoping he could give him some advice: "What should I do?"

"Give me some compensation, the fans are actually looking forward to that birthday meeting." Lin Ningchun scratched his hair and gave his own suggestion, "You can post Xingbo and ask them what they want."

"But you're an actor, so it's okay to ignore your fans."

Ruan Chujiu struggled for a second, and finally said: "Forget it, I'd better send a Xingbo to ask them, as long as it's not too much."

Lin Ningchun: "Come on, then you are finished."

Ruan Chujiu: "?"

Lin Ningchun: "Looking at the compensations proposed by fans, you will wonder how their brains grow."

Ruan Chujiu: "???"

Lin Ningchun: "I remember the last time I did this, the most popular thing was to let me wear a lo skirt."

Ruan Chujiu's tone was simple: "What is a lo skirt?"

Lin Ningchun's tone was sad: "Those girls look like dolls in the gorgeous little dresses of court style."

But he looks like an idiot when he wears it!And live in front of fans!Up to now, many people have used the screenshots of his live broadcast at that time as emoticons!

Ruan Chujiu checked the style of the skirt, and looked at Lin Ningchun in shock: "Are you really wearing it?"

Lin Ningchun: "...don't bring up the past, so we can still be good friends."

Ruan Chujiu: ...

After dinner, the two went to the company for a run together.

Ruan Chujiu is to take a look at Wenman and learn about his future itinerary by the way.Lin Ningchun was asked by Lu Xinyun to go around the training room of the trainees, to guide and guide these newcomers who are about to participate in the talent show, in any sense.

They separated at the company's elevator entrance, Ruan Chujiu went to the floor of the broker's office alone, and arrived at Wen Man's office amidst many flattering greetings.

"Brother Wen?"

"Why didn't you call me when you came?" Wen Man was talking to someone, when he looked up and saw Ruan Chujiu coming in, he stood up and poured him a glass of water, "This is the director of the draft variety show."

Ruan Chujiu shook his hand politely as a greeting.

"The director wants to invite you to be a mentor in variety shows. I showed you the invitation before. Did you read it?"

Ruan Chujiu nodded: "I've seen it, but I haven't released an album or even an original song of my own. It's not good to be this mentor."

"It's okay, we want to invite Mr. Ruan to be the promoter of the variety show." The director explained, "It's equivalent to the host, and when we host, we always have scripts, it's very simple, don't worry about it."

Ruan Chujiu actually didn't want to go.

The small reception sofa in Wenman's office was a bit hard, and Ruan Chujiu always felt uncomfortable sitting on his buttocks, so he changed his posture calmly.

The director saw that Ruan Chujiu was not interested, but he still didn't give up: "Well, Mr. Ruan will think about it first, maybe he will make a different decision in a few days. Anyway, we still sincerely invite Mr. Ruan."

After the director finished speaking, he didn't sit for long, and quickly stood up and said he wanted to leave.

Wen Man sent people downstairs, returned to the office and sat down: "Where did you go a few days ago? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

If Tang Chishen hadn't said nothing was wrong, Wen Man would have almost called the police.

"Retreat and rest." Faced with this question again, Ruan Chujiu was able to lie without blushing.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the next shooting location to finish the rest of the filming. This drama should start broadcasting before the filming is finished. After it is completely over, there will still be some promotional work to be done." Wen Man opened Ruan Chujiu The itinerary, and told him the next itinerary, "By the way, the next episode of Interstellar Quest will start live broadcast."

"So soon?" After the guests left, Ruan Chujiu no longer hesitated, and found a comfortable position to collapse on the sofa.

Wen Man: "It's coming soon? Because of your filming schedule with Gu Yanchuan, Interstellar Quest has postponed the next episode for a few days, otherwise you will rush to live broadcast during the promotional meeting."

Ruan Chujiu recalled the situation, and immediately felt very tired after taking it in.

"However, with your current status, no one dares to embarrass you over there. When encountering troubles and prickly people, they straighten their backs."

Ruan Chujiu looked at Wenman with a face like "Are you an idiot?"

"Did you come with Lin Ningchun? Why didn't he come to see Sister Lu?"

"I'm going to the practice room. Sister Lu asked him to guide the trainees." Ruan Chujiu stretched his waist, "Brother Wen, please send me the detailed itinerary, and let Zou Mo pick me up tomorrow morning."

"Zou Mo picks it up? Marshal Fu won't take you there?"

"He's been very busy recently." Ruan Chujiu guessed that something happened to Shao Ziyou, but he didn't know what it was.

"That's fine, I'll talk to Zou Mo later."

"Brother Wen, I'll go back first." After learning about the itinerary, Ruan Chujiu stood up from the uncomfortable sofa, thinking that the bed in the villa was still comfortable.

Lying down for ten days without backache!

"I'll take it to you."

"No, I'll go down to find Lin Ningchun, say hello to him and leave."

"Then put on your hat and sunglasses." Wen Man was still not at ease.

"Ah."

Ruan Chujiu took the elevator to the floor of the trainee training room. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a few trainees walking towards them face to face, talking and laughing.

"Hey, is that Brother Ruan?" The yellow-haired young man in the middle suddenly stopped the friend who was talking beside him excitedly, and stepped in front of Ruan Chujiu, "Brother Ruan, I'm your fan."

Ruan Chujiu was directly blocked by this person, so he could only stop in embarrassment, took off his sunglasses, and said, "Hello."

"Brother Ruan, can you take a photo with me?" The man said excitedly again, just asking Ruan Chujiu's opinion, but the terminal has already clicked on the camera interface.

When Ruan Chujiu was eating melons before, he heard about this move by the trainees, which is called rubbing heat.

In their mouths, they can be fans of any senior.

As long as this senior has traffic, fans and topics.

Unfortunately, all these Ruan Chu wines are available.

Just when Ruan Chujiu was preparing to refuse, Lin Ningchun's voice came out of nowhere and rescued him one step ahead.

"Wine? Have you talked with Brother Wen?" Lin Ningchun came out of one of the practice rooms, and put his arms around Ruan Chujiu's shoulders, "Go to the practice room to see, I found an interesting trainee."

In this way, Ruan Chujiu was brought into the practice room by Lin Ningchun, and then sat down in front of the electronic piano.

Lin Ningchun greeted the trainees standing against the wall: "Come, come, No. 1 of the music department is here, let him teach you some singing knowledge points."

After Lin Ningchun finished speaking, Ruan Chujiu saw four pairs of eyes like fans.

"They are all trainees who have just come in. They haven't had time to learn music and dance, so they probably won't be able to make it to this round of the draft." Lin Ningchun whispered in Ruan Chujiu's ear, "It's not like those old fritters outside, now They're still innocent."

Looking into those expectant eyes, Ruan Chujiu acknowledged Lin Ningchun's last sentence.

It is indeed pure, but I don't know how long it can last in the big dye vat of the entertainment industry.

Ruan Chujiu lowered his eyes, put his green fingertips on the keys of the electronic piano, and played "Dream".

Those few people listened carefully at first, but then they all started singing in chorus without knowing who started it.

Except for one person.

Ruan Chujiu looked at the tall man in the corner curiously. His deep facial features and straight nose made him stand out from the crowd of trainees.

At the end of the song, Ruan Chujiu stopped playing the piano and applauded General.

Afterwards, Lin Ningchun said some words, which Ruan Chujiu felt a little familiar at first, and after the end, he left the practice room with Lin Ningchun, and asked him where he learned these words.

"Principal." Lin Ningchun replied as a matter of course, "When I was in school, the principal liked to pull our dance school, your music school, and the performance school next door to talk about chicken soup in the entertainment industry."

Ruan Chujiu was silent.

"But the tall trainee at the back is pretty good. If you can participate in the talent show or be found by other programs with traffic, you can get up."

Ruan Chujiu nodded in agreement.

"How many training rooms do you have left?" Ruan Chujiu asked casually.

"Three, you go back first, I have to go to the gym later, I dare not disobey Sister Lu's order."

"What a tragedy." After gloating, Ruan Chujiu bid farewell to Lin Ningchun and boarded the maglev car back to the seaside villa.

……

After Ruan Chujiu entered the practice room, Feng Yuhua's eyes were always on Ruan Chujiu.

He knew that Ruan Chujiu looked at him a lot when he was playing the electronic piano.

Whenever Ruan Chujiu saw him, Feng Yuhua would lower his gaze, curl his lips and let Ruan Chujiu observe him.

It was indeed a little white rabbit, no wonder Fu Wenqin liked it.

He couldn't help but want to tease this little cutie.

Feng Yuhua licked the corners of her lips, recalled Fu Wenqin's fighting strength, and finally held back.

Until Ruan Chujiu left, Feng Yuhua closed his eyes in disdain as he looked at the few people around him who were cheering and encouraging each other.

Only the few fools around me believed in those chicken soup mixed with boiled water.

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