Night Fire Meteor [Entertainment Circle]

Afterwards, the wife didn't reply to the news about her troubles. Mrs. Tai waited for her news until five o'clock in the morning, and finally fell asleep due to sleepiness.It was Jiang Baige's call that woke him up, and he regretted that he forgot to turn on the mute the night before.

Jiang Baige said concisely: "Come to the company."

Regardless of whether he listened to it or not, the tone of the notice was neither bad nor good.Mrs. Tai pinched the phone in a daze, and barely woke up after 15 minutes. She was processing the only point of information in this sentence, and became nervous and flustered. She jumped up from the bed and went to the closet to look for clothes.

Before going out, I checked the notification on the trumpet, but there was no new news.

"Don't come to pick me up..." He complained in a low voice, and obediently went out to take a taxi.

Stepping into the company's gate and seeing everyone walking around with work badges, Mrs. Tai finally felt a little bit "the end of the recording of the program", tired and a little bit lost.He walked outside Jiang Baige's office, knocked on the door, and opened the door to enter.

"I'm in!"

Jiang Baige was flipping through some documents at the desk, and there was a clatter. Mrs. Tai guessed that it was either a traffic data analysis or a new announcement invitation, so she leaned over and glanced at it.Jiang Baige tidied up the documents in his hand, looked up at him, "The action is very fast."

"...I'm afraid you will scold me."

"So obedient?"

"I've always been obedient."

"Okay," Jiang Baige pursed his lips, leaning on the back of the chair with his arms around his chest, "Is the recording of the show still enjoyable?"

Mrs. Tai was thinking about how to answer, but her mind was full of memories from the past month, and she unconsciously raised the corner of her mouth, "It's okay..."

"It should be very happy." Jiang Baige's tone could not hear the joy or anger, "Do you have any ideas next?"

"I want to finish the album."

"Are you inspired during your travels?"

Mrs. Tai nodded, not daring to say that she wanted to cooperate with You Qian.

"Hmm..." Jiang Baige stared at the documents on the table, his eyes were empty, and after a while, he offered to propose: "Do you want to invite Youqian to cooperate?"

"what?"

Mrs. Tai subconsciously yelled and opened her mouth wide. Jiang Baige glanced at him, frowning slightly, looking a little impatient.Mrs. Tai swallowed her saliva, "You...I...yesterday..."

Jiang Baige interrupted him: "What do you want to say?"

Mrs. Tai shook her head, "No, no, nothing! I have this idea!"

"Then I'll talk to his agent here..."

"I'll talk to him directly!"

Jiang Baige looked at him with distrustful eyes.

"I want to think about it for two more days and talk to him when I have a clear idea."

"Okay... tell me when you sign the contract."

"Okay! I love you, Miss Jiang!"

Afterwards, they discussed the work plan for the second half of the year. Jiang Baige asked him if he had any intention of filming. Mrs. Tai was a little hesitant. Don't let the audience down.Jiang Baige handed him two books, both of which were invited by the investor, and were relatively ordinary youth dramas. One was the leading role, and the other was the male lead. Let him take a look at it first. The filming will start at the end of the year, and there is no rush to decide.

Mrs. Tai promised her to go back and take a closer look, and ran to the company's recording studio with a smile.

Jiang Baige looked at his back and sighed long.

Mrs. Tai retreated for three days and basically only ate takeaway food. His manager and assistant knew his habits and didn't bother him.Three days later, Mrs. Tai contacted the production team first, and decided to start the official recording next weekend, and then went to Yuqian after it was confirmed.

Mrs. Tai called Yuqian in the recording studio, and there were a pile of music scores scattered on the floor, with crooked words on them, some of which even Mrs. Tai couldn't recognize clearly.He listened to the "beep" in the receiver, waiting for the rush of electricity to connect the phone.

"Hello."

The shallow and alienated voice penetrated into her ears, and Mrs. Tai subconsciously straightened her back, touched her nose with her hand, a little shy and embarrassed, "Ah, it's me, Mrs. Tai."

"Hmm. What's the matter?"

"Didn't I ask you last time if you have time this weekend... I have something to do, can I meet?"

The other party was silent for a while, and hesitated when he spoke again: "There is something wrong with Yuan Ya's concert guest, I am in Shanghai now."

At this time, Mrs. Tai moved her head quickly, and immediately understood that he was probably filling the vacancy of Yuan Ya's concert guest, so she carefully asked, "When will the concert end?"

"It will open next weekend. I've been preparing for it recently."

"Ah...that's it."

Mrs. Tai thought it was too unfortunate a coincidence, and said before Yu Qian asked, "I'm fine! Come on at the concert, help me and Sister Yuan Ya! Ah, my manager called me, hang up now! Byebye~ "

"you……"

Mrs. Tai pretended she didn't hear, and quickly hung up the phone.

He clasped his head in his hands, and wailed angrily—he could tell the truth, and it would be nice to make an appointment at another time, but he didn't have the courage, and was afraid of being rejected, as if the timing was out of sync, and the sudden incident at Yuan Ya's concert was the result. God is telling him: Forget it, it won’t work, it’s destined to be like this.

The text of the manuscript on the ground turned into ants eating his brain, and immediately turned into a strange book.If there is no way to cooperate, then all previous attempts will be in vain.But it was his own wishful thinking in the first place, and such a result is not surprising.Mrs. Tai got up from the ground, and then went to think about the new song, and he wanted to fill in the vacancy of this one.

"Shanghai..."

The high-speed rail only takes four hours, and it is actually very close. It is very easy to go if you want to.Obviously determined to rush into the creation of the album, but things related to Youqian kept popping up in my head, should I go?Why don't you go and have a look?He shook his head, dismissing those thoughts.

Don't be a light bulb.

The next second became: Youqian and Yuan Ya are just friends.

The next second is: no one stipulates that friends cannot develop into lovers.

——So he seemed to understand something, and felt that his previous An Xin was naive and ridiculous.

He knew that even if he racked his brains here all afternoon, he couldn't come up with a good melody, so he just grabbed his phone and went downstairs to take a taxi and run to the football field.

Mrs. Tai was a member of the school football team when she was in high school, and participated in several games. Football is his biggest hobby besides music. The physical education teacher and music teacher are often jealous, and the head teacher is not friendly to these two teachers. I feel that he is not doing his job properly, and his hobbies have delayed his academic performance.When she participated in a performance in high school, she was discovered by scouts. After graduating from high school, Tae-tae went directly to an entertainment company as a trainee and did not go to college.

After his debut, he was scorned for his strength, education, and appearance... Every time he felt sad, he came to the football field to play for a while. He felt that he was too carefree when he was a student. feel happy.And now the only activity he can keep in touch with the past is football, and music has become a career, with more complicated factors involved.

Staying on the football field until sunset, Mrs. Tai collapsed exhausted on the shady ground, looking up at the fiery red clouds. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket to call his manager, but it rang three times and failed to connect. Change to WeChat voice.

"Appointed the production team and prepared to sign a contract. We are still old friends. Let's go through the process."

Jiang Baige answered quickly, Mrs. Tai clicked on the audio to listen.

"Where is Yuqa?"

"Yuqian..." Taitai hesitated on the voice button, and pressed it after a while, "He's not coming."

Jiang Baige replied with two words: "Okay."

It is also one of the good qualities of a broker to not ask too much about some things.Jiang Baige is the kind of person who is neither nosy nor unreasonable. Mrs. Tai has always felt that being able to meet a manager like her is the luckiest thing since her debut.

After returning home at night and boarding the trumpet again, he guessed that his ID this time must not be realized again, he sighed heavily, and the phone immediately vibrated.

It was his wife's troubles that finally sent him a private message: [Sorry... Actually, I knew you were Mrs. Tai from the very beginning.Some of your trumpet selfies have never been posted on public social platforms. 】

Mrs. Tai was taken aback, she didn't expect her to be exposed so easily, she decided to delete all the selfies in the trumpet immediately, without leaving any traces.

[Then you still give me Amway cp every day? ! 】

The wife's troubles are still online: [CP fans of course hope that their CP can come true, I will try my best to brainwash the master and see if there is any effect...]

Tai Tai pursed her mouth and typed angrily: 【It doesn't work, just give up. 】

Wife's troubles: 【Don't.At least you're still his fanboy, it's easy to turn idol worship into that kind of liking...and it's more handsome from a shallow real person, right? 】

Mrs. Tai reluctantly replied with the word "um".

Wife's troubles: [I'm your fan, I won't hurt you~]

"It's not believable..." He muttered, but did not reply to the other party's follow-up messages.

After washing up, he only thought about getting into bed, and didn't even bother to eat.The three days of retreat in the recording studio and the sports on the football field just now seem to have exhausted all his energy. The only thing he can do now is to sleep well, recharge himself, and wake up energetically the next day to continue thinking about new songs.

He was sleeping very soundly, as he had expected, but he still couldn't think of anything for the new song, even if he opened his head, the song by You Qian would come out automatically, gaining the upper hand.

At this time, he remembered the two scripts that Jiang Baige had stuffed into him, and planned to read the scripts to make adjustments. Anyway, such things as inspiration can't be forced.

The script is the same as Jiang Baige's summary. Mrs. Tai can't even think of other words to describe it. They are all simple romantic idol dramas. Affectionate cannon fodder, which role to choose depends on his mood, and his personality is similar, and his acting skills depend on his true colors.

He turned around and didn't think much of it, and finally decided not to be the male protagonist and harm the audience's eyes.He sent a message to Jiang Baige, asking if she needed an audition.Jiang Baige replied to him: "Don't worry. Aren't you writing songs?"

Mrs. Tai muttered "I have to ask this", but she honestly gave her a chance to mock herself: "I can't write it..."

Normally, Jiang Baige would have sent a series of "hahahahahaha", mocking the creative ability he has always been proud of, but this time the other party not only did not hit him, but also sent a "come on".The situation was so abnormal that Mrs. Tai couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle, worrying whether the manager had taken the wrong medicine, or thought of some inhuman punishment, and waited to implement it later.

He piled the scripts aside and started to stare blankly, his eyes empty, planning to spend the whole morning like this.

The phone rang.

By shallow.