It turns out that I am a heartthrob who came out of the comics.

Not long after returning to the backstage, Li Duan called.

Si Nan was closing his eyes and taking off his make-up. The mobile phone on the table was on silent and turned off the vibration. He didn't see it until it rang a hundred and eight times.

After hesitating, he picked it up.

"Brother Duan." Sinan called softly.

It was probably because he rested on this soft seat for a while after a few hours of super high, the cool cotton pad was wiped on his face, mixed with the noise of props being cleaned up around him, he suddenly regained his strength Lost, the body is in a semi-dormant state, and it is difficult to lift up even with the sound and no strength.

Li Duan was called out by the soft response from there, and the flames on his forehead were extinguished immediately, but when he thought about the business, his voice immediately entered the state: "I heard that you made a mistake again this time?"

He is on vacation abroad, and sent an assistant to supervise the work in China. After all, the concert is also a big event. Li Duan is lying on the Florida beach basking in the sun and still caring about the domestic work with dedication. When he heard that it was Sinan's side again Something went wrong, and I called just before the end of the concert.

"That's right." The stylist wiped the cotton pad in front of his ears, and he simply put the phone on the table and turned on the speakerphone, "Fortunately, nothing went wrong in the end."

Li Duan was annoyed by his righteous tone and came up again: "Nothing went wrong? You have to wait until you screw up the show before you think it's a problem? Sinan, you have a big problem with your thinking now, you know Is it? I said that if you are not sure, give this time to other people—”

"Brother Duan." Li Duan was halfway through speaking when he heard He Shenjian's voice on the other side, and his tone immediately changed: "Shen Jian, the performance is hard work! I met the one here on a business trip these two days Brand Director, I plan to invite you to a show in Florida next month, and I agreed for you."

The brand had talked with his team before, and He Shen did not agree to it because of some standpoint issues, but now he has no intention of discussing this matter in depth, he just said: "Sinan did a very good job this time, and the atmosphere is very good. The performance and performance are unparalleled, and everyone present felt it, of course, if you were present this time, you might be able to understand more intuitively what I’m talking about.”

The second half of the sentence made Li Duan speechless, and he didn't expect He Shenjian, who had always been obedient to the arrangement, to suddenly act like a prick.

Before he could speak, He Shenjian continued: "Besides, the stage accident this time was obviously due to insufficient preparation by the stage design team. Sinan and we have no problems in the rehearsal and performance. I don't know what Xiaohe is telling you. Did it say that something was left behind?"

Xiao He Wenyan, who was lying at the door of the dressing room and eavesdropping, suddenly shivered. He knew that Li Duan didn't like Si Nan, and every time he was asked to supervise the work, he was just to pick a mistake so that he could better handle these artists, and it was probably just because of Si Nan. I can't afford to offend the others, so I want to use Sinan to make an example to others.

He himself has no real power to fart, and he will be scolded for not being serious about his work if he can't report anything at that time, so he has to report what he saw.

He also specially chose to come over when Mo Tingbai was not around, but he didn't expect that He Shen's coldness would be more threatening than Mo Tingbai's.

Li Duan went "Ah" for a while, and at this moment he realized that Sinan had turned on the speakerphone, and the other side of the phone was dark, how could this boss still act after confessing in front of dozens of people.What's more, he hasn't bothered with Sinan about the Weibo post that Sinan sent without his consent last time. At this time, the general ledger is put together for calculation, so it can't be regarded as wronging him.

He cleared his throat and said, "That's what I said, but why are you the only one who has problems when no one else has problems? In the end, you are not prepared enough, or it is Lian Meng." He changed the topic again, "The lighting For such a big event, you don’t know how to coordinate in advance? Do you have to wait until something goes wrong to start remediation? What if it is not remedied? Then who will bear the responsibility for the impact of these brands sponsored tonight?”

After all, it is still a matter of money.

There are only twenty or so sponsored brands with their logos on display tonight. In fact, such an innocuous accident is not only harmful to Sinan himself, but also beneficial to everyone else. The brand side is eager for someone who can Go up the hot search topic to increase the popularity.

What Li Duan said was nothing more than to remind him that as a money-making tool that doesn't make much money, he must always remember his identity as the backer. After all, the world is big, and he is the biggest sponsor of his father, so he can no longer pass the responsibility to his father.

Li Duan listened to the phone quiet down, feeling that he had gained the upper hand again, and was just about to give another step to end the topic generously, when he heard Ace's voice come over again: "Brother Duan is me, Ace , I called my dad just now, and he said that during the concert and until the end of the concert, the popularity of several brands in the company has increased by several points. According to what you said, you have to add money to Sinan. Oh yes, if you I think this sample is not enough, I will ask my dad to ask some uncles of other brands."

Li Duan cursed suddenly in his heart, forgetting that some of the sponsors were related to Ace's family.

He felt a layer of cold sweat suddenly break out on his back, stood up and walked from the deck chair to the parasol.

"That's it," he took a sip of his drink, "Then I'll investigate and investigate. This stage design team has been working together for several years. I'll ask what's going on. If it doesn't work, let them go away—oh, I still have a little I won't talk to you guys about it, but greet Mr. Ai for me."

As soon as Li Duan hung up the phone, the tense atmosphere in the room relaxed again.

The end of a concert is originally something worth celebrating. Even for other staff members, it is equivalent to completing a huge monthly KPI, and the muscles and bones are ready to relax. Li Duan's phone call All somewhat lost interest.

Ace was the only one who was still excited. He changed his clothes and stood in front of Sinan, his eyes almost disappearing from the smile: "Sinan, why don't you celebrate with a hot pot at night? I treat you!"

The makeup artist who had a good relationship with them raised his eyes and said half-jokingly: "Why do you only invite Brother Nan, when can we have a meal with Mr. Ai?"

Ace glanced at Siman, and then waved his hand: "Everyone go! Go as many as you like, order whatever you want, I'll treat you!"

As soon as the order was issued, the whole house cheered, which was even more lively than the battle during the concert.

When Ace accepted the thanks with a smile, Qin Xuan had already booked the nearby Haidilao.

"If you feel tired, you can go back and rest first. You can eat hot pot anytime." Seeing that Sinan's eyelids were about to lift, He Shenjian whispered to Sinan.

Si Nan raised the corner of his mouth: "That's so disappointing. Besides, after staying up so many late nights recently, my schedule has almost been messed up. I just use the time for practice to fish for dinner."

And in order to prepare a good image for the concert, they have not eaten food that is rich in oil and sugar for a long time.

In fact, Sinan's body was not the type that would get fat very easily, but Mo Tingbai took the lead to restrain himself, so he walked down along with him.

The room was buzzing with discussion about what to order for a while, when Mo Tingbai walked in suddenly.

Not very friendly in the eyes.Although he usually acted like he was not close to strangers, at this moment he was obviously sullen, and everyone consciously lowered their discussion voices, and the atmosphere of discussing "what to eat" suddenly became like discussing "what to steal".

Mo Tingbai stopped at the door, glanced at him and walked directly to Sinan: "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

"What's wrong?" Sinan looked at him with a wrong expression, but still asked him with a smile.

Ace was still in high spirits, he didn't see Mo Tingbai's expression when he came in from behind, and jumped in front of the two of them: "Boss, let's go eat Haidilao together later, do you want to go?"

Mo Tingbai looked back and realized that he had spoiled everyone's interest in the dinner when he came in. He felt apologetic: "I still have something to do. I'll look for you when I'm done. I'll treat you to this meal."

"How can you invite me to do this? Of course I'll pay for the rounds I saved—" Ace was still shouting from behind, Mo Tingbai had already walked out the door holding Sinan's arm.

Seeing that Mo Tingbai's face was not looking good, Si Nan also followed him obediently, and asked on the way: "Has Mo Siqiu come too? Do you want to take him to dinner later?"

"No need." Mo Tingbai said, "He can go back to the hotel and order takeaway by himself."

Si Nan let out an "oh", and said to himself that it wasn't because of Mo Siqiu that he dragged me out.

Also, let my brother eat takeaway food for several days, what is this brother doing.

While still complaining in his heart, Mo Tingbai, who was leading the way, stopped. He suddenly turned around and looked at Si Nan, his face was darker than what he saw just now, but Si Nan felt that there was a faint worry in this gloom. : "What you hear in a while may subvert your perception of some people around you. Now I will give you a choice. You don't have to go in. It's up to you to decide."

Mo Tingbai's expression was so serious that Sinan almost felt that he knew that he was dressed from a comic.

He looked at the closed door, lowered his head and pursed his lower lip, and smiled at Mo Tingbai when he raised his head: "Of course I want to go in, you know, I'm very curious."

Mo Tingbai remembered that when he asked Sinan if he was curious about Mo Siqiu, he said that he was not curious anymore. Obviously, this was not driven by curiosity, but because he said that the incident behind this door involved "people around him." "Bar.

Mo Tingbai knocked on the door, and the door opened a few seconds later, and Lin Zheng appeared at the door.

Simon said "Huh?"

The people around you are referring to Lin Zheng?

But Lin Zheng wasn't considered his sidekick, shouldn't he be Mo Tingbai's sidekick?

What does Mo Tingbai mean by this word?Does he feel that the people around him are equal to him?

He looked at Mo Tingbai behind him with complicated eyes, but the other party didn't give any special reaction. When he turned around again, Lin Zheng turned his body sideways, revealing a boy sitting on the sofa.

He lowered his head and didn't stand up, but judging from the length of his legs, he shouldn't be tall, and he doesn't seem to be too old, at most eighteen or nineteen years old.

But this is a stranger.

Sinan looked inquiringly at the boy on the sofa, then at Lin Zheng and Mo Tingbai.

Mo Tingbai went to the sofa next to him and sat down: "Please introduce yourself."

The boy quickly raised his head and glanced at Sinan, then quickly lowered his head without speaking.

"If you don't tell me, I'll tell you for you." Mo Tingbai threw a work card on the table, "Lu Ping, a third-year student in C University, is an intern here today, right?"

Si Nan glanced at the work card on the table, the blue work card read "X Company Director Assistant (Intern) Lu Ping". Company X is the company responsible for this behind the scenes.

Next to the name is a very immature face, with a restrained and sincere smile. Generally speaking, it looks like every fledgling college student, full of longing for the unknown future, fresh and almost transparent.

The boy named Luping lowered his head even lower, and after a while he whispered, "You have no right to lock me up here."

Mo Tingbai said: "The door is not locked, you can leave at any time."

"But..." Lu Ping suddenly raised his head, his eyes were already red, "But you will definitely tell Director Qi as soon as I go out!"

"When you do these things, you should be prepared to bear the consequences of being discovered." Mo Tingbai lazily leaned on the sofa.

The boy gritted his teeth and restrained his tears. Even though he was not a fan of Mo Tingbai or Si Nan, he did not want to shed tears in front of these two anyway. This would become an unspeakable stain on his bright life.

"Which law did I break again? Why should I be nailed to the pillar of shame just because of some of my work mistakes!" Lu Ping's eyes were red and he wanted to put on an aura to support himself, but he couldn't beat him. Mo Tingbai, who was not much older than him but had nearly ten years of stage experience, fled after only looking at each other for a second, staring again at the cup of tea that Lin Zheng had prepared for him.

Mo Tingbai looked at him: "Student, first of all, this matter is not as simple as a mistake. Secondly, if you use the law as the bottom line to demand yourself, then your life can be said to be hopeless."

Lu Ping's lips twitched, and it seemed that he could not hold back his tears, so Sinan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Are you my black fan?"

Lu Ping swallowed the tears that were about to come out, he shrank his neck and looked at Sinan, but suddenly felt that when he looked into these eyes, he began to regret involuntarily, as if he had done something outrageous.

When Mo Tingbai showed the boy's work card, Sinan probably guessed why he brought him here.

Between fans and stars in the entertainment industry, there may be love for no reason, but there is rarely hatred for no reason.

Most of the celebrity's black fans are either because this person has a resource conflict with his own life, which will hurt the interests of his own life if he develops, or because this person has really done something morally corrupt and has become a public enemy of the whole people.

Other reasons such as not liking the person's style usually don't make a person crazy enough to chase the concert to destroy it.

Sinan obviously does not belong to the latter, that is, this fan feels that Sinan is a threat to his life.

Lu Ping bit his lip and didn't speak.

Mo Tingbai pointed him out: "Just tell me what you told me."

Seeing that Lu Ping was still silent, Sinan stared at the two whirls on the top of his head when he lowered his head, and said, "Tell Mo Tingbai that you are a fan of other people in our group?"

Lu Ping's pupils trembled again, his lips were about to be bitten by himself, he took a deep breath and said, "We all hate you!"

"You guys?" Sinan asked in a normal tone, "I think it's best not to use this word. Generally, like-minded people can be classified as 'them', but they hide behind and send you here alone. You yourself. As I remember, C University is a very good university, but it is difficult to find a job this year, right?"

This sentence broke Lu Ping's defenses completely. He was only coaxed to do it after showing off his badge in the group. Everyone was on his side. Sinan is so annoying, he deserves to be confused for the rest of his life.

But he never thought about the consequences if this matter was discovered, and he forgot that those who only contributed a few words can completely remove themselves by changing their screen names.

But what about him?If this incident gets out, his career will be completely ruined.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." Lu Ping didn't care about the self-esteem of young people or other things at the moment. Tears and snot flowed from the four eyes, and his hands were on the small table in front of him. His eyes were pitiful. Xixi looked at Sinan, "I did it on impulse because they kept urging me. They kept talking and talking, and let me broadcast the progress. If I didn't do it, I would be kicked out of the fan base." .”

He sniffled: "I really know that I was wrong now. I swear I will never do it again. If you are not at ease, I can guarantee that I will never participate in your performance in the future. It seems that I did not appear in the end." For the sake of the accident, can you not tell the director? I beg you."

Sinan listened carefully to the boy's confession, thinking that if it was the former Sinan, he must have agreed with a soft heart.

It seems that Lu Ping is only a first-time offender, and the previous accidents are not something that a director assistant can get involved in. There may be countless groups behind this, countless pairs of eyes hiding in the dark trying to kill him, and there is another The people they want to protect.

"We don't need to say anything," Sinan said.

Mo Tingbai was not surprised when he heard this. With Sinan's personality, he would definitely not want to ruin a child's career for at least three to five years in the future, even though this person almost ruined his.

Sinan: "But can you tell me who your real idol is? Even if no one believes your words, I don't want my teammates to be slandered."

The author has something to say: Nannan’s tips today: Pursue the stars rationally, soar to the top

Although this chapter is very fat, there are two more at 6 pm.Praise me quickly.