Perfect idol [entertainment circle]

Kong Zhengchu received a new job: the endorsement of a watch.

This watch is a famous luxury item, each style is limited edition, exquisite design, highly respected by fashion circles and high society.

——In order to win this endorsement, Fang Ze put in a lot of effort.

After all, its status is several levels higher than the endorsement products that the robot has received before.

"Be sure to perform well."

When signing the contract, the agent seriously warned: "This is an opportunity to open up the international market. If you want to enter the international stage as soon as possible, you have to prepare carefully and work hard to reduce the chance of making mistakes."

"Of course, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."

"It's fine to play normally."

It was rare for Fang Ze to instruct an artist so meticulously.

This time, Kong Zhengchu was going abroad to shoot commercials, and the common voice of the production team was English.Although Kong Zhengchu's English is not a problem, it is his first time to cooperate with a foreign director.

Brokers can't help worrying.

He pushed his glasses, and pushed another document on the table towards Kong Zhengchu with a flat face: "Here, read it."

"Remember if you can."

"If you can't remember it, talk less."

Kong Zhengchu flipped through the documents.

What is recorded on the paper are foreign customs, what not to do, and what behaviors express different meanings from domestic ones...

All clearly visible.

The robot was lost in thought.

After half an hour.

He closed the file and looked at Fang Ze hesitantly.

"what happened?"

Fang Ze asked.

"I lived in France since I was a child, and I came to China after finishing my studies." Kong Zhengchu explained gently, "I still remember some foreign customs."

However, being able to prepare such detailed information in such a short period of time...

He probably knew why Fang Ze was busy recently.

"But Chebai is useful." The young man smiled, with picturesque eyes, "Thank you."

Che Bai: ...

Che Bai, who has traveled around the world, was silent for a while, then nodded, and echoed: "I will memorize this document carefully."

He paused and added 'thank you'.

Fang Ze: "...Oh."

— When I can't see the communication between the two of you?

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The manager hummed in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes, cooperating with the performance of the two, skipping the fact that his efforts were wasted.

******

Kong Zhengchu and the crew asked for leave.

His scenes passed quickly, and he was usually enthusiastic about directing the artists in the group, which greatly reduced the workload of the director and improved the work efficiency of the entire crew.

then.

Yu Yi approved the leave without hesitation.

I also wrote a sentence on my mobile phone: I wish you success in your work.

The entertainers stared at him in pain, with a pitiful look of 'you go, we will bear all the pain'.

People can't help but laugh.

Yu Yi: ...

Am I that scary.

The taciturn director reflected secretly.

After bidding farewell to the crew, Kong Zhengchu went directly to the airport.

He posted a Weibo, indicating that he would fly to London, and fans are welcome to pick him up from the plane—as long as the number of people does not exceed [-], everyone can get an autograph or a group photo.

Fans in London suddenly became excited.

As a fan, No. 98 began to organize fans conscientiously to prevent someone from getting out of control.

Under the management of intelligent AI, Kong Zhengchu's fan group is extremely large, and unless fans deliberately cause trouble, they will hardly lose control.

——It can be called a miracle in the industry.

There were also managers who contacted No. 98 privately, trying to lure him into the artist's public relations team.

In this regard.

No. 98 refused righteously, and solemnly declared that he would always like Kong Zhengchu, and would never climb walls, let alone give in to vulgar money!

Poaching agent: ...

Was speechless.

While on the plane, the robot was not connected to the Internet, so it safely handed over everything to No. 98.

Che Bai propped his chin, half closed his eyes.

"Are you sleepy?" Kong Zhengchu said with concern, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy, the plane will fly for a few more hours."

Che Bai let out a soft 'hmm'.

He closed his eyes, put on the blindfold, and leaned back in the chair.

"Call me if you need anything."

Before going to sleep, the man muttered something vaguely.

To avoid waking him up, Kong Zhengchu didn't respond.

He felt that Che Bai's breathing gradually became long and even - he must have fallen asleep.

The robot flipped through the pages of the book and thought casually.

I don't know how long it took.

He put the book back in his bag and looked out the window.

It's like being on a cloud.

The rays of sunlight slowly penetrate the glass, greet people's eyes, and splice with the surrounding things into a brilliant scene.

Kong Zhengchu subconsciously took a photo.

He put away his mobile phone, looked at Che Bai who was sleeping with messy hair, and subconsciously bent his eyes.

— Waiting for the car to wake up in vain.

Just let him look at the pictures.

The robot thinks: Sharing is one of the compulsory courses for human beings.