And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

Sheng Zhixin was dizzy until he took the stage.

He kept thinking about the meaning of Wen Gu's last sentence, but he didn't dare to think in the direction he was most looking forward to.

He was afraid of giving himself hope, but in the end he was in despair, so he could only suffer secretly.

Either it's okay to confess after the variety show is over, and Sheng Zhixin, who is so up and down, feels terribly uncomfortable.

The revised song is much easier than before. The popular part is handed over to several other guests. down.

Sheng Zhixin's spirit was highly tense throughout the whole process, and the string in his heart was hanging all the time, for fear that something would happen to him, and the efforts of the entire group would be wiped out.

But fortunately, everything went quite smoothly, and when he broke away from this highly tense mental state, the performance was already coming to an end.

The performance venue selected by the program group is in a theater, and about 1000 tickets are released to fans.Most of them are fans of several other people, especially Ai Xin and Wen Can's CP fans accounted for half of the country, which is quite spectacular.

But what he didn't expect was that at the end of the song, when several people stood on the stage and bowed, they heard someone shouting from below: "Sheng Zhixin, I love you!"

It was almost a reenactment of the open-air music festival that day.

Sheng Zhixin's body trembled, and he raised his head in disbelief, almost confused to confirm that the fan who shouted was really him.

The little girl probably mustered up the courage to call out, and her face flushed with embarrassment, but she still waved at him excitedly.

Perhaps infected by her courage, other new fans of Sheng Zhi hidden in the crowd or passers-by who had a crush on him also shouted.

Sheng Zhixin's mood is very complicated.

On the one hand, he is very happy. After all, to be liked by so many people is what he always wanted to do and finally did.

On the other hand, it is confused.He had never had such a straightforward expression of love from fans, and he didn't know how to deal with it. He could only wave his hands to the audience hastily and say "I love you too" that others couldn't hear.

The month-long variety show is over.

If he didn't sign with Wen Gu's company, then the chances of the two of them meeting after returning home would be few and far between.

But if you sign it yourself, you will crazily encourage those ulterior motives, fearing that your sanity will be burned out.

Sheng Zhixin hesitated in the crowd, and when he finally made up his mind to find the man, he couldn't be seen no matter what.

"Looking for Old Wen?" Lin Zijin came from nowhere, and put his hand on his shoulder, "Old Wen said that he left beforehand, and bought a ticket half an hour later."

"I do not......"

As soon as Sheng Zhixin said two words, he was interrupted mercilessly: "No shit, do you really think I can't see it?"

He was caught off guard by the straight ball attack, so he could only lower his head to look at the ground, and let out a soft "hmm".

"So I came to ask while he was away," Lin Zijin said, "Now you have two choices, boy. The first is to sign with his company, and the second is to sign with my company. You can choose one."

Sheng Zhixin smiled wryly: "Actually, I haven't thought about it yet."

Lin Zijin gave a "tsk", as if he was quite puzzled by his answer: "Why?"

"I don't think I have the value to make you scramble to sign me," Sheng Zhixin said, "so I'm afraid that you will regret it after signing."

"How can you regret it?"

Lin Zijin just held onto his shoulders, and began to talk about the training plan for newcomers: "If you sign with my company, then I will build you into a new era of traffic with multi-faceted development, singing, dancing and acting." Master it, and then..."

"Brother Lin, what if I just want to sing?"

Lin Zijin was stunned for a moment, and frowned: "Why do you only want to sing? There is no future in singing alone. There is no harm in having a few more talents, kid."

Sheng Zhixin nodded with a smile, saying that he knew and would definitely consider it when he went back.He said goodbye to Lin Zijin, got into the car prepared by the program crew, leaned on the seat and remembered what Wen Gu had said to himself.

"If you just want to sing, you can sing with me for the rest of your life."

Sheng Zhixin's eyes suddenly became hot, as if the child who was bullied outside had finally found a backer, and he was inexplicably relieved.

He was startled to realize that he had just parted ways, and he had already started to miss that person.

***

After the variety show is over, there is not so much time for Sheng Zhixin to worry about the spring and autumn.In fact, as soon as he woke up the next day, Lin Monai had already arrived at the hotel.

"Fly back to Beijing this morning," Lin Monai said, "and then go shoot commercials in the afternoon. This is the company's request. Don't stare at me. There may be a dinner with the management tonight. You..."

Sheng Zhixin yawned sleepily: "Got it."

He slowly closed the box on the ground, raised his head and asked Lin Monai: "If I say I want to sign Wen Gu's company, what do you think?"

Lin Monai was lowering his head to send messages to others, and he said casually, "You can do whatever you want, I am an enlightened father, why would I interfere with my child...wait."

He turned his head suddenly and narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to sign?"

"I want to sign with Mr. Wen's company," Sheng Zhixin said, "You said just now that you would not interfere with my choice. You have to keep your word."

Lin Monai gritted his teeth: "How could I have said such a thing? I obviously never said it, and I will take you to register the company as a father. Everything is ready and the contract needs to be terminated..."

Sheng Zhixin sighed helplessly, revealing the recording interface of the phone: "I'm recording."

Lin Monai's eyes widened: "Who did you learn badly from? Did you—"

"Listen to me," Sheng Zhixin sat upright on the mat on the ground with his legs crossed, and looked up at him, "This is the result of many considerations."

"If you signed with another company, I might believe your nonsense," Lin Monai said, "but who is this person? Can you afford it?"

Sheng Zhixin admitted quite readily: "Yes, I like him."

Lin Monai blinked, just as Xiaozhi was about to speak with emotion and reason, he had no choice but to swallow it.

"I like him very much, not only because fans love idols," Sheng Zhixin continued, "and his company is also the most suitable company for me. After all, I am not very strong in other abilities, but there is one who can sing well." Make a move, Teacher Wen said..."

He lowered his voice, and his face was a little more gentle: "He said that as long as I want, I can write songs for the rest of my life in his company."

Lin Monai took a deep look at him: "Do you take it seriously when someone bluffs you casually?"

"He won't bluff me," Sheng Zhixin said, "Teacher Wen is not that kind of person."

Lin Monai grabbed a small cushion and sat down: "Don't say that Dad is a feudal society, and the patriarchs are ignorant of human nature. Even if you are such a little fool, Baitian was cheated by Ai Xin once, why are you still rushing to want it?" To be cheated by another person again?"

"He won't lie to me, he..."

Sheng Zhixin pursed his lips: "He treats me very well, he can't lie to me."

Seeing that Lin Monai couldn't persuade him, he was silent for a while, then put his hand on his head and patted: "Okay, since you have already made up your mind, then I can't persuade you anymore, just... "

"I have brought you an artist since I entered the circle, and I will only bring you an artist. You must tell me if something happens, you know?"

Sheng Zhixin moved his lips and subconsciously asked, "Brother, why are you so kind to me?"

"Because if I can't continue in this business, I will be taken home and forced to inherit the family business, understand?" Lin Monai stood up and sighed, "Let's go, I will take you to Wen Gu to talk about signing the contract when I return to Beijing It’s good to have a bottom line in my heart.”

But they still couldn't return to Beijing and went to find Wen Gu.

As soon as Sheng Zhixin got off the plane, he saw people from his own company waiting in full force at the flight building.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "What is this for?"

"I'm afraid you'll run away," Lin Monai said, "After all, you're a man of God who took the male lead of a web drama along."

But even if he is afraid that he will run away, there is no need to bring people to block the flight terminal, right?

He didn't ask these questions, but the strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

Fortunately, it was a weekday afternoon, and there were not many people in the flight building, at least it would not attract the attention of passers-by.

A lean man in a suit stepped forward, showing his teeth yellowed from smoking: "Teacher Sheng, don't come here without any problems."

Sheng Zhixin lowered his voice, "Hello, Mr. Jiao."

"What Mr. Jiao, please be polite," the man called "Mr. Jiao" waved his hand, "Have you eaten Mr. Sheng? If not, let's go directly to the studio to eat. They just ordered lunch."

Sheng Zhixin's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously looking at Lin Monai.

"Mr. Jiao, don't you need to be in such a hurry?" Lin Monai said, "We still have our luggage, why don't we send the luggage home first, and then..."

A strange smile gradually appeared on Mr. Jiao's face.

He put his hands on Sheng Zhixin's shoulders, and said softly, "Assistants and managers should be able to do the packing, so there's no need to waste our artist's time, right?"

This is clearly not letting people go.

Sheng Zhixin winked at Lin Monai, taking advantage of Mr. Jiao's attention not on him.

Lin Monai understood, and immediately said: "What Mr. Jiao said is, I'll send the luggage home right away, and we artists will leave it to you."

Mr. Jiao laughed and said, "Don't worry, Broker Lin. How old is Mr. Sheng? Why are you still acting like a parent with a child?"

Lin Monai had no choice but to watch Sheng Zhixin being led out of the flight building.

"Ms. Variety Sheng gave everyone a big surprise this time," Mr. Jiao said. "Two days ago, the company's regular meeting still praised you and called on all the artists in the company to learn from you."

Sheng Zhixin laughed dryly: "Really?"

"Of course it is," Mr. Jiao said, "You are now a role model for the entire company's artists. Does this mean that the management will directly confirm that you are the photographer of the advertisement?"

Several people walked to a van, and he opened the door while talking.

Sheng Zhixin looked up into the carriage, and the blood in his body was coagulated inch by inch.