Ba is always my career fan [entertainment]

"How can an idiot fan wash his face? I wish the copycat Gou Yangli to die soon! I feel sick for myself who once really liked you!"

The employees responsible for reading comments and private messages implement an 8-hour shift system, around the clock and around the clock.The leaders above also demanded that the voice and emotion should be full of voice and emotion, and that they should interpret the resentful and irritable emotions of netizens.

The resentful and irritable emotions are often accompanied by hysterical roaring.After a full eight hours of insults, the secretary who was completely hoarse-voiced survived half of his life by Pang Dahai, and looked up at Yang Li who was sitting in the wooden chair.

Let his voice be hoarse and the waves turbulent, Yang Li on the opposite side is sleeping soundly, as if he has been singing a lullaby to her for half a day.

"Ah..." The little secretary with a broken throat sighed leisurely.

I don't know if the leader scratched his head and finally came up with the so-called 'world's cruelest' ghost torture method, whether he was ravaging|ravaging Yang Li, or tossing these little employees who read comments.

'Squeak—'

The crumbling broken wooden board was pushed away from the outside, and Zhao Dongqiang, the deputy manager of the operation company of "For You" and the mastermind behind the unspoken rules of Yang Li, stepped into the small room.

"How's the effect?" Zhao Dongqiang was very happy, and asked confidently, "No matter how hard the dog's bones are, it should be softened, right?"

"Boss Zhao..." The little secretary hurriedly got up and retreated to the side, shouting in a hoarse voice.

Zhao Dongqiang dragged his fat body and sat on the little secretary's bench.The bench supported by only four legs was overwhelmed and whined.

"Yang Li, you..." Zhao Dongqiang called his name arrogantly, ready to enjoy the results of training|training these days, he pressed Yang Li's head to make him kneel down and kowtow to subdue him.

Before he finished speaking, he vaguely heard Yang Liqing's shallow and long breathing.I saw him hugging the pillow on the stool, sitting in the chair and sleeping very soundly.

Looking at it from the front, the delicate boy's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if an elf in the legend descended to the world, extremely beautiful.

"Hey!" Zhao Dongqiang was not in the mood to admire the elf's sleeping face, he roared angrily, but failed to shake Yang Li up.

He grinded his back molars, took out of his pocket a flip phone that was rarely seen on the market, poked the keyboard a few times, and played the Divine Comedy at a super loud volume, the most dazzling ethnic style.

The loudspeaker function of the counterfeit machine is comparable to the maximum power of a heavy metal stereo.

The boundless Tianya finally uses love to bring Yang Li back to reality.

Yang Li slowly raised his eyelids, revealing his pupils that were as black as night, and the deep pools at the bottom of his eyes were frozen with frost, sharp and awe-inspiring.

The secretary who was in charge of reading the comments to him hurriedly took two steps back, rubbing his nose guilty.

Yang Li's eyes are so handsome, he stares at someone who is pregnant!

I thought it was a bully kitten, but when I provoke him to show his claws, I realized that the boss has angered a fierce and brave lion.No wonder the group of girlfriend fans had genuine feelings for him, eight out of ten comments expressed their hope and waited for Yang Li to respond, which made it difficult for her to pick black comments.

Boss Zhao, why bother?How much hatred can there be!

"Are you awake? Let's talk about your feelings." Zhao Dongqiang smiled so much that his face was full of fat and folds, which could kill several flies.He pretended to be regretful on purpose, shook his head and sighed, "If you had been a little more obedient back then, sit down and have a good talk with me, now you can have whatever you want, the No.1 position is also yours..."

Just after saying a few words, Yang Li threw down the pillow and got up by leaning on the edge of the table.

The shadow of Zhao Dongqiang's eunuch was still there, although he didn't mention it to anyone, but he was instinctively terrified when he saw Yang Li stand up.

"You, what do you want to do?" Zhao Dongqiang lost all his arrogance just now. When he twisted his body to get up, he suddenly crushed the bench under his buttocks, fell under the table, hugged his head and shivered.

"Recording." Yang Li spoke for the first time after being brought into the small room, his voice was still pure and harmonious.

According to the schedule, today should be recording the selection of the third performance.

"Not allowed to go?" He looked calmly at Zhao Dongqiang from above.

"It's all like this, and I still want to record my show." Zhao Dongqiang came out from under the table covering his head, and replied with a sneer, "Let go, of course let go."

Now, all the trainees know about Yang Li's plagiarism.

Moreover, due to the lack of news about the trainees, after repeated brainwashing by the program team, "Yang Li's plagiarism" is already a certainty in the trainees' cognition, and he can only humiliate himself if he appears in front of people now.

Zhao Dong couldn't wait to see his frustrated and broken appearance, his cloudy eyes rolled twice, and he let go, "Go, you have to come back after the recording."

Yang Li didn't expect him to let him go easily, and walked around the table.

The outside is as cold as the house, and the coldness of early spring blows towards him like ice skates, killing the innocence and immaturity in Yang Li's nature.

Yang Li clearly realized that evasion and forbearance cannot solve any problems.

You can't take chances and wait for the gods to show mercy.There is really no god in this world, he must find a way to save himself.

"Mr. Guzi, are you free today? Can you make an appointment to talk to me?" the assistant asked politely.

"How many times have I told you that there is nothing to talk about about Yang Li!" The man's attitude was rude and stubborn, and he didn't give his assistant Daoming a chance to come. "I'm very sad that the song has been plagiarized. If you belong to Yang Li Friend, tell him for me that young people should follow the right path and don't always think about opportunism!"

"First of all, I'm not Yang Li's friend. Secondly, there is no conclusion about whether he plagiarized." The assistant has been dealing with the big boss who has a good mood all year round, and his patience has been well honed, and he dealt with him calmly, " For specific matters, we still hope to have an interview with you.”

"The comparison chart of lyrics and music has been released, Yang Li is plagiarizing!" Gu Zi recalled Zhao Dongqiang's reminder in his ears.

'As long as you bite Yang Li to death for plagiarism, this song will be yours from now on. '

'Don't show up for the next two days, and when the turmoil passes, I promise to make you famous and gain both fame and fortune! '

"I've finished what I have to say. If you continue to harass me, I'll call the police!" Gu Zi finished speaking ferociously, and was about to hang up.

"It seems that you are unwilling to conduct peace talks." The assistant still maintained a polite attitude and reminded out of professionalism, "Then my boss will visit you later... Maybe he has already arrived."

As soon as the voice fell, the bell rang outside the hotel room, and Gu Zi was so frightened that he hung up the phone in a hurry.

In order to avoid the reporters, Gu Zi stayed in the hotel and stayed in the room for three days as if he was wanted.

Zhao Dongqiang said that as long as he survives the limelight, he will become famous!Gu Zi took this as motivation, hid in a place where the sun could not be seen, anxiously waiting for the storm to pass.

He sneaked up to the door and asked warily, "Who?"

"Guzi, it's me." His manager's voice came from outside the house.

"You're finally here! Do I have a new job?" The unemployed singer Gu Zi hurriedly opened the chain and greeted the manager in surprise.

Just as the door opened a gap, the man's slender and clean hands stretched in, squeezing into the room with irresistible force.

"Who are you?!" A strange and handsome face appeared in front of Guzi. He looked at the tall and noble man, and his anxiety and confusion quickly spread.

"Original singer, Guzi, right?" Mai Yanchen folded his hands and stared at him leisurely, "Let's talk about...the years when you were a plagiarism dog."

The theme of the third performance is [Optional Tracks]. After the contestants successfully formed a team, they discussed internally which song to choose.

In the first two performances, everyone looked forward to being in the same group as Yang Li and enjoying the thrill of lying down and winning.

During the song selection this time, most of the trainees avoided Yang Li like they were hiding from trash, and even refused to make eye contact with him.

"They're all helpless!" Lin Yu scolded viciously, "How did you curry favor with you back then? Now I'm rushing to step on it, and my conscience has been eaten by dogs!"

"But what did the dog do wrong again? It's so cute." Yang Li looked at the three team members, still in the mood to joke with him.

There were only four people in his group, and other trainees said that they would rather be eliminated than come here.

It's pretty good, you don't need to spend energy running in.

"Yang Li," Zhou Boyuan said with red eyes, looking more sad than him, "Can we help you?"

After the incident, Yang Li was taken away.Even if he comes back to record the selected songs now, there are two people dressed as security guards following him, probably to prevent Yang Li from revealing anything.

Zhou Boyuan guessed that he was having a bad time recently, and wanted to do something for Yang Li.

"Yes." Yang Li nodded, and clearly assigned the assignment, "I can't participate in the rehearsal, please work harder, and spare my part during rehearsal. Whether it's accompaniment or pad sound, I can do it."

The song for their group was chosen by Yang Li just now, he is very familiar with the words and music.

"And—" Yang Li draws out his tone with a serious expression, as if he is explaining a matter of life and death.

"What else?" Lin Yu and Elan asked in unison, and the three pairs of eyes stared nervously at Yang Li.

"Can you send me some math exercise books?" Yang Li asked in a low voice.

The author has something to say: Yang Li: Only mathematics can bring me happiness...

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