I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

"I heard there is bad news again."

Qiong Ren's voice is clear and clear with a slight sand, which makes people feel comfortable.

The manager had a chubby face, slightly bald, and sat behind the desk with a round belly, sighing and looking at the young man in front of him.

Qiong Ren is just twenty this year, with a small head, a small face, a slender waist and long legs.The wheat-colored skin exudes a healthy luster, the pores are almost invisible, and it is so delicate that it makes people jealous.

His eyelashes are thick and long, his lips are light red, there is a mole under his eye, and his eczema is slightly white, which brings a bit of cold aggression to this supposedly beautiful and harmless face.

It's a face that should attract countless fans.

At the age of 16, he won the championship of the world hip-hop competition. His voice is ear-catching, his singing skills are first-rate, and his breath is as steady as lip-syncing when singing and dancing.

With its top-notch appearance and top-notch business ability, it is recognized by the industry as a Ziwei star from heaven.

However, it was so fresh and refined, debuted for three years, and returned as an amateur.

So far, there are less than 0 fans on Weibo, and the reposts, comments, and likes of a single Weibo are not in single digits. The main reason is that [-] is not a single digit.

The manager looked frustrated: "You signed a management contract with the company for ten years, and it's only been three years now, and they don't intend to continue to let you be an artist."

Thinking of the company's decision, the broker almost couldn't bear to continue:

"You were always in Group A when you were a trainee. The training fee for Group A is the highest. After four years, the total amount is about 580 million."

"The company means that as long as you are willing to convert the artist management contract into a teaching contract and become a teacher for trainees, the training fee can be written off. If you are not willing to change your status...they require you to pay back the money within three months money."

Qiong Ren knew in his heart that the suggestion of sincere culture sounded very friendly. They were willing to waive the 580 million training fee just to keep themselves as a teacher, giving people a feeling of appreciating his talent.

In fact, I didn't feel at ease at all.

Last year, it was customary for the directors of the company to ask the master to read Feng Shui. By the way, they asked Qiong Ren why he was not popular.

The master said that Qiong Ren and the company's feng shui clashed, his luck was suppressed by the company's wealth, and he was in conflict with the company's most popular artist, Fu Jiaze, so he couldn't become popular.

As long as Qiong Ren leaves the company, he will be able to soar into the sky immediately.

It is also a meritorious deed that the master persuaded the director to let go of the golden carp and help him transform into a dragon.

What the director thinks is that if you want to transform into a dragon, you can transform it in my house, if you can't, then I'd rather you be a dead fish.

They were worried that Qiong Ren would forcibly terminate the contract and leave, and jump outside the Dragon Gate, so they thought of such a sneaky method.

With the exemption of high training fees as bait, Qiong Ren gave up being an artist himself.In this way, Qiong Ren's surplus value can be fully squeezed out, and Qiong Ren's ability can be used to train more excellent trainees for the company.

After all, Qiong Ren taught Fu Jiaze's admirable stage performance.

580 million is undoubtedly a huge amount of money for Qiong Ren, but in this circle, it is just a quotation for Fu Jiaze to sing a song in a commercial performance.

The company's abacus is clear to Qiong Ren, and he thinks it's funny to have a million points.Unexpectedly, he has been confused for three years, and they still think highly of him.

"I am willing to teach the company's trainees. To be honest, I have taught a lot these years. But my dream is the stage, not the teacher."

The broker sighed.

It would be great if Qiong Ren was a rich second generation, swiping his card to leave is the best choice.But he is an orphan, he has been bullied, and he doesn't even have a family to stand up for him.

The agent couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "They said they provided you with group A training resources, but in fact those resources were all used on Fu Jiaze, why should you want the 580 million yuan?

"Fu Jiaze's dancer is more nimble than a zombie. There are so many dance teachers in the company, none of them can teach him.

"If you didn't pick his moves with your hands, would he be where he is today? Although you didn't become popular after your debut, the value you created for the company is more than 580 million?"

The manager gritted his teeth: "I have worshiped the God of Wealth for you this morning, and I have made an appointment with the master to tell your fortune in the afternoon, and I will go to burn incense in all the Taoist temples in the city tomorrow, I don't believe that no god can bless you. "

After experiencing Qiong Ren's unscientific obfuscation, the manager has betrayed his materialistic beliefs and turned around to embrace metaphysics.

When he calmed down a bit, he began to think hard about where to find money to help Qiong Ren pay back the 580 million.

Qiong Ren has no family, so naturally he can only rely on him.

Emperor Song is the third hall among the ten halls of Yama, which governs the Great Hell of the Black Rope.

He had just got off work, and before he had time to change out the emperor's crown and gown, he carried the jade belt around his waist with both hands, rushed into the fifth hall belonging to the king of Hades, and roared at the king of hell: "Yanmaluoja! You are so deep!" scheming!"

The King of Hades is reviewing the application for reincarnation of the soul who has been sentenced to death.The movements of his hands were not slow at all, as if he couldn't hear Song Emperor's words at all.

Emperor Song took out a volume of documents from his arms, pointed to it and said, "Do you see the content of the "Implementation Rules for Live Entertainers Entering Hell Performance Regulations", does it make sense?"

Hades buried himself in his work.

Song Diwang: "Qiong Ren is a superstar. The Sina Weibo-Hell version has more than one billion followers."

Hades buried himself in his work.

Song Diwang: "But you stipulate that live entertainers enter the underworld, and their first performance rewards cannot exceed [-]. [-], can their company agree?"

Hades buried himself in his work.

Emperor Song: "You know the status of Qiong Ren in my heart, that is my own son, rounded up to Prince Yan Luo, why do I need your permission to give money to my own son?"

"If you refuse to change this regulation, then tomorrow I will..."

Yan Wang suddenly raised his head from the mountain-high file, his red eyes were like a calm sea of ​​blood, and the waves were calm.

"What do you want tomorrow?"

Emperor Song was shocked by his sight, and swallowed the word absent from work abruptly.

"I will work hard tomorrow and live up to your expectations of me."

Yan Wang nodded slightly.

"Very well, I look forward to your work performance tomorrow." He spoke slowly and with a gentle tone, but he was so frightened that Emperor Song dared not move, "Is there anything else?"

Emperor Song shook his head obediently.

No, dare not have.

Emperor Song left the Hall of Yan Luo, and ran back to his territory holding his beating heart.Damn it, why is Yanmaluoja becoming more and more terrifying.

Secretary Jin was waiting for him at home: "Did Hades agree to revise the salary standard in the detailed rules?"

Emperor Song shook his head, a bleak wind blew in his heart, and bitter rain began to fall.

Three years ago, the account of Qiong Ren, a living idol, suddenly appeared in the underworld online world.Instantly detonated the hot search on Weibo in the underworld, and even appeared on the daily express of the underworld, which is equivalent to the "News Network" in the underworld.

Gaining tens of millions of fans in a month, he began his journey to the top of the underworld.

Emperor Song had no interest in him at all.

However, Emperor Song is Yan Luo of the third hall, in charge of network information security. Out of a sense of responsibility, he personally read Qiong Ren's Weibo.

"Tsk, she's pretty, but it's not enough to gain 1000 million fans in a month. I only have 200 million fans... Ah, I'm so envious."

"Song released. Sounds okay."

"Ah, I'm going to listen to that song again."

"Damn, why do I want to hear that song again, I'll just listen to it again, just one more time."

"For the last time, really the last time,"

It was an unremarkable night. After he repeated the song two hundred times, Song Diwang decided not to struggle anymore and to face his heart directly.

Like an old father who misses his son who is going to college in other places, he has kept every picture sent by Qiong Ren.

Qiong Ren became his special concern, and the remarks were: the only prince in the third hall.

Today's Qiong Ren seems to be the number one idol in the underworld, and almost all the jailers and ghost officials under Emperor Song are his fans.

Due to the incompatibility of information between the yin and yang realms, Emperor Song didn't know how many fans Qiong Ren had in Yangjian.

But Qiong Ren can be so popular in the underworld, and he must be a superstar in Yangjian, the kind of top streamer who can retweet a million, like a million, comment a million, a top streamer.

Because of this, how could Qiong Ren's company accept such a low-cost commercial performance?Wouldn't it disrupt market pricing.

Ah, it feels so sad to have a treasure mountain at home but not be able to spend it on my own cubs.Why is it so difficult to send some money to the child for a meeting?

Song Emperor's old father wept.

Looking at the listless lord, Secretary Jin suggested: "We can invite him first, and if it doesn't work, we can think of another way."

Emperor Song nodded hopelessly, "Okay, you can deal with it. The reward will be paid according to the upper limit stipulated by Hades, [-]."

Ding!

The beep interrupted the manager's thoughts.

The computer desktop prompts that there is a new email, the agent clicks on it, and glances at the specific content, the fat face is shocked!

"You have received an invitation to perform...a company called Heisheng Underground Culture Co., Ltd. invites you to perform, and the price is [-]!"

"Our family, Qiongren, has received a job, one hundred thousand," the manager murmured in a trance, "Could it be that the God of Wealth I worship has worked?"

He shook Yuanyuan's head: "You've already paid so much for the performance, who would spend a hundred thousand to invite you? Isn't black-rope underground culture a hidden term for going to sea?"

Seeing his irritated look, Qiong Ren simply came over to read the mail by himself.

He read while watching: "Mr. Qiong Ren is sincerely invited to the annual meeting of Heisheng Underground Culture Co., Ltd. Job content: song and dance performance. Track: "Light Chaser". Remuneration: 13444444444. If you have any intention of cooperation, please come after midnight Dial [-]."

Qiong Ren's heart skipped a beat.

Isn't this series of four really a pretty number for ghost movies?

The former Tianxiang Ziweixing who is sincere and cultured, and the current most confused male idol has a weakness.

He is afraid of ghosts.

very scared.

The author has something to say:

Xinwen hopes that everyone will support me a lot and don't fatten me up.Bobo one by one.

The attack is called Yanmoluoja (sounds the same as Luoshe).Yama, Yama, Yama, are actually the abbreviations of Yanmaluoja.The name is a transliteration of Sanskrit.