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The release of the album will be in the beginning of spring and March of the next year, followed by various big or small performances, as well as a bunch of commercials and variety show contracts that come to the door because of the growing power of the group.

Song Nuan still has a few programs to promote "Limited Relationship" that have not been recorded. Years ago, everyone was anxious to have a holiday and not mention it. Now, of course, resuming work is also on the agenda soon.

And this kind of back and forth created a very difficult situation for him.

The olive branches thrown by the men's team were in groups. Rao Deng Qixia, as a manager, had already filtered out a lot of them, but the base was too large, and there were always a few who could catch the eye.

As for those Xuanju operas, there is no way to push them.Counting the performances of the group and other scattered activities, the rest time left for him is pitifully small.

"Is there any news from Changle?"

Song Nuan managed to find a spare time and fell asleep in the car, but when she got up, she couldn't open one eye.

While scrolling through the top dialog box on WeChat, he approached Deng Qixia and asked in a low voice, "Did you find me through you?"

"Just called 3 minutes ago and told me to give you as little work as possible."

BWP has just signed an outdoor reality show for about ten episodes, and there are only five of them as the main MC.Except for one or two guests who come here occasionally, they can basically be treated as a group.

Today is the first day of joining the team. Apart from the two of them and the driver, there is only one Nie Size who is coordinating with the CP speculation, and everyone else is in the other car.

Artists are busy, and managers have nowhere to go.

Deng Qixia slumped on the seat, her voice was a little sleepy: "But Xiaonuan, let me ask you, do you want to rest?"

The idol industry is changing rapidly, and the years that can be spent desperately can be counted on one hand.While yawning, Song Nuan found a small mirror from the corner to see if she needed to touch up her makeup, thinking that he was talking nonsense: "Of course not."

I wasn't so busy before, but watching the same generation or younger generations take off one after another is too much of a blow to people.As long as he thinks about those days when he hates and is not reconciled, he feels creepy, and he thinks that he would rather be exhausted than idle in the future.

"So, if you can't stop here, I will bear the responsibility of the general manager's anger for not seeing anyone."

Deng Qixia let out a long breath: "It's really aggrieved."

"Brother, you are wrong to think so."

He said this angrily, and his voice became louder unconsciously.Nie Size, who was also recovering from sleep over there, was successfully awakened, rubbed his eyes and said with a playful smile, "Everything has to be looked at in the bright direction."

"The better the general manager treats Brother Nuan, the less we have to worry about the development of our group, and the more successful my brother's career will be."

"And from my point of view, the enthusiasm of these two people must be maintained for another year or so."

Nie Size also got up to tidy up his appearance, clapping his hands in the air: "Look, even Chang Le has been called."

"Ha, what do you know, you little brat."

"Si Huan hasn't produced many top-ranked artists in the circle for so many years. After a while, I finally got a queen, and I don't know why I terminated the contract in the end."

"Now BWP has the hope of becoming famous. Our general manager is a businessman. How could he not seize such a good opportunity to make money? Do you really think he is...fuck, what the hell?"

Deng Qixia sneered and refuted for a long time, then suddenly pursed her lips and came to a sudden stop. It was also at this time that she belatedly realized that Song Nuan's address to Su Changle had suddenly undergone such a big change.

He felt faintly uneasy in his heart, frowned suspiciously and looked over: "Xiao Nuan, you..."

"I'm going to make a call, please don't disturb the idlers."

Song Nuan had thought that this matter could not be hidden from Deng Qixia, and she was not caught off guard when it was brought up face to face.

The starlet and the general manager of the entertainment company, who had just started to show up, were doing fine with their kidneys, but for some stupid reason, they suddenly started to lose their minds.

The situation was so clear that it made people feel very unreliable. He could roughly guess what his naughty manager was going to say.

The disparity in status and status is too great, and the social circles that are familiar with each other hardly overlap.

Anyway, no matter how you look at it, this relationship doesn't seem to be worthy of any of them.

There was still a long drive away from the place where the program group was lingering. Song Nuan didn't want to be splashed with cold water by him, so she took out her earphones first, and pressed the line marked with Su Changle's name in the dial bar.

He has already considered these things, and he thinks he doesn't need others to come and remind him.

In fact, in the end, he just felt that Su Changle was different from a "big man" in the traditional sense.

There are too many announcements to catch up recently, and I can't sleep for three hours a day, and I have to use double the original concealer to cover my dark circles.

During the work period, when he was so busy that he felt like throwing up as soon as he got in the car, of course he didn't have the time to stay in Su Changle's apartment and get bored with others all day long.

Song Nuan didn't say anything, but he felt very uncomfortable with this kind of gathering and separation.

——But before his emotions continued to ferment under the catalysis of time, his uncomfortable feelings all turned into more complicated emotions one step at a time.

After all, Su Changle's family background is different from his. Even if he wasn't a young master who grew up in fine clothes and well-fed food, just looking at the bowl of porridge in the kitchen the day after his birthday last year, he would know that he must belong to the one whose fingers don't touch the spring water.

But since the second week of BWP's busy schedule, Su Changle began to send someone to deliver a lunch box every day.

It is a luxury for artists during the activity period to ensure that they eat three meals a day, but if they just mess around, it will do too much damage to the body.

Now that there are more and more cameras around Song Nuan, and idol love is generally considered disqualified by the public, Su Changle can't come to visit the class openly, and is always worried that he won't be able to take care of anything when he is busy.

So under the expediency of the two phases, he came up with such a trick.

The lunch box is delivered every noon when people are most hungry, and it uses the packaging that is very common on the market.If it wasn't for the obviously unsophisticated dishes and a fixed note, Song Nuan would have thought it was Deng Qixia ordering takeaway.

He felt that it seemed difficult for him to find a suitable word to describe his mood when he saw this thing for the first time.

At that time, BWP had just finished recording an interview with a TV station, so they concentrated their minds to avoid stepping on the trap, and expressed their vision for the future impassionedly.

It took only 2 minutes to say goodbye to the host, and everyone's tense strings hadn't had time to relax.As soon as he got into the nanny's car, Deng Qixia pushed the lunch box in front of him.

The dialed number showed that it had been connected, Song Nuan shook her head to suppress some fragments that emerged, and called out in a low voice: "Changle."

"here I am."

Su Changle was quite satisfied with this title, and his tone was quite cheerful: "You should see the director of the reality show soon, call me at this time, miss me?"

"...not at all."

Song Nuan stretched out her hand and rubbed her red ears vigorously, and replied these three words out of place.

The laughter from the other end of the phone should not be too presumptuous, he was so ashamed that he gritted his teeth, and it took a long time before he thought of changing the subject.

"I just want to say that the things you cook recently taste a lot better than before."

it's a truth

Song Nuan felt sincerely.

Su Changle seems to be very talented in cooking. Except for the bug that the rice was not cooked enough in the first few times, the food sent over gradually became full of color, flavor and taste.

He didn't know much about cooking, but he was self-sufficient for several years anyway.Now I feel that this person is more skilled than myself.

"Learn more and practice more, just like you are learning to dance."

Su Changle opened his mouth in a perfunctory manner, obviously not interested in this topic at all.

"...By the way, I heard that you fainted backstage a few days ago?"

He was silent for a while, and finally raised his voice as if he suddenly remembered something:

"How can such a big matter not be said? It has been several hours since the news reached me."

"?"

Song Nuan was confused by the sudden question: "When did I faint?"

How could he not know about this kind of thing? ? ?

It might be that it was too reasonable to see people asking, Su Changle hummed for a long time, and finally gave a date reluctantly.

Song Nuan's curiosity was mobilized, and she wrinkled her face trying to recall what happened that day.

Then when I saw the car was about to drive to the destination, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"...I just had a little hypoglycemia, and the moment I stood up, my eyes turned dark."

The more Song Nuan thought about it, the more fucked she felt, and explained with a sigh.

I really should find a chance to tell Deng Qixia well, and tell him to stop reporting to Su Changle.

——If you can't stop it, at least you can't exaggerate the facts.

"You haven't had this problem before. I guess it's because you've been tired for a while... Wait a minute, didn't you eat the meal I sent you on time?"

Song Nuan knew how seriously he took this business. After all, he was watching the interview with people with wounds. If he didn't know the truth in advance, it would be really hard to see what happened.

So it shouldn't be surprising that such a little workaholic abused his stomach in order not to delay the progress.

The more Su Changle thought about it, the more he felt that he had spied on the truth, and immediately pursed his lips in pain: "Xiao Nuan, work is work, we can't torment ourselves like this."

Song Nuan: "..."

He felt that sooner or later he would have to admit defeat to Su Changle's brain circuit, so he took a few breaths and tried to defend himself, but he first raised his eyes and saw the staff waiting outside the car window to pick up the car.

"I'll go back to you at night, let's put it down first."

As Song Nuan said, she handed the phone to Deng Qixia to mute the phone, and tugged at Nie Size to signal him to get out of the car with her.

"It's business, I understand."

Blinking his eyes, Nie Sizze followed him cooperatively, and he didn't forget to hug Song Nuan when he got off the car. He stood first and waited for the other teammates behind.

Taking a look at the past, it seems that there is no conflict between each other.