upper [entertainment circle]

After Lan Yinhui said a word, Yao Yufei's complexion became even worse, and he blurted out: "Does it have something to do with you!"

Lan Yinhui frowned.

Yao Yufei had a boyfriend when he was a trainee, he knew about it.

That was many years ago when the company was established, and the trainees who signed the contract were like the bamboo in the mountains, good and bad, bad and uneven.

Among so many trainees, Yao Yufei is neither top nor bad.

Just rich.

He should be regarded as one of the trainees with the best conditions. He wears clothes and shoes of all brands, a full set of skin care products, and occasionally some luxury items.

Compared with those young children whose pockets are so poor that the bells ring, Yao Yufei's life is still moist.

Maybe it's because it's so moist and eye-catching, and the bad guys are jealous. Not long after, rumors spread in the company that Yao Yufei has a boyfriend, and his money is all given by him.

At that time, Lan Yinhui was busy with the company's development and didn't pay much attention to it. It was only when Yao Yufei participated in the draft and suddenly became popular that he thought of it.

Breaking up is a must.

After breaking up, Lan Yinhui quickly put these little things behind him.

until now.

Lan Yinhui was a little funny, especially when he saw Yao Yufei's furry appearance.

He shook the phone in his hand, and asked Yao Yufei: "It's all in the past tense, why are you still staring at other people's photos?"

After Yao Yufei yelled, he calmed down a bit, but his expression was still bad: "I didn't pay attention, someone in the former classmate group posted it, I just saw it."

It's best.

Lan Yinhui didn't say anything, threw the phone back and changed the subject: "How is the dance?"

Yao Yufei picked up the phone: "It's over."

Lan Yinhui looked as usual, as if nothing happened just now: "I practiced well today, and there will be no announcement tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, so you can take a rest."

Yao Yufei: "Okay."

Lan Yinhui left after finishing speaking, without any development on the topic of ex-boyfriend.

The dance classroom returned to silence.

Yao Yufei exhaled, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and sat down cross-legged again.

Slide the screen to unlock, and the screen of the phone is still the airport photo just now.

Yao Yufei didn't lie, he didn't find Jiang Zhan's photo on purpose and stared at it, he just randomly clicked on a wechat group to see it.

It was a high school alumni group, and the group was full of high school alumni who were at the same level as him back then.

Someone suddenly posted a photo in the group, everyone asked: Is this Jiang Zhan?

A group of people exploded.

Yao Yufei saw it, clicked into the group, and naturally saw the photo.

The person who all the staff asked was right, it was Jiang Zhan, that was him.

Carrying a bag and pushing a luggage cart, it looks like you are at the airport.

The moment Yao Yufei saw the photo, his heart skipped a beat, and his first reaction was: Has he returned to China?

Now looking at the chat records in the group, sure enough, the photo was taken at the pick-up gate of the domestic airport.

The person who took the photo was also an alumnus of the No. [-] Middle School. Although he was not at the same level as Jiang Zhan, he had also been fascinated by the demeanor of the top school graduates of the No. [-] Middle School, so he knew Jiang Zhan, but Jiang Zhan didn't know him.

That alumnus accidentally saw Jiang Zhan at the airport, secretly took this photo, posted it in an alumni group, and once it spread, it was forwarded by a classmate in this group.

At this moment, the chat pages of the high school class group are still turning pages.

[Fuck, Brother Zhan has returned to China?Isn't it rumored that he has settled abroad? 】

[Is there, no, why don't I know. 】

[Yes, there must be. Didn't some classmates meet him in Vancouver back then? 】

[And this matter, I don't know. 】

[Ask Song You, he used to know Jiang Zhan so well. 】

【Song You】

No.[-] Middle School, Jiang Zhan, Song You...

Yao Yufei pinched the phone, looked at the screen, seemed to recall something, frowned, gritted his teeth, and quit WeChat.

The past is long gone, and it has nothing to do with Jiang Zhan not coming back.

Anyway, they'll never see each other again.

The second after Yao Yufei quit the group chat, a message popped up, causing the alumni group to stir up trouble again.

[Jiang Zhan has returned to China? 】

[? ? ?Who are you?The name of the note has not been changed? 】

[Bai Tianheng. 】

【! ! ! ! ! 】

[Boss Boss is actually in the group?Who pulled it! ? 】

After Jiang Zhan returned to China, he was dazzled even for a week's pictures. He teased Wang Paopao online, saying that her manager was as good as a ruthless capitalist.

Wang Paopao replied to him: I am the manager of a photo artist, standing at the bottom of the entertainment circle, comparing me with capitalists, our p god really praises me too much.

He also said: You can't blame me. In recent years, stars in the entertainment industry have been cropping up one after another, and their popularity is faster than assembly line production. There are so many idols and stations, this one needs to be p, and that one is also p, of course there is a lot of work.

Then he said: "I heard that Goose Factory will soon have another variety show."

Jiang Zhan didn't care about the goose factory, chicken factory, and bird factory. He finished photoshooting the last picture in his hand and turned off the computer to rest.

Just lying down on the sofa in the living room, the phone vibrated.

It's Wei Guangkuo's call.

Jiang Zhan picked it up: "Uncle?"

Wei Guangkuo: "Are you free now?"

Jiang Zhan: "I'm fine. Of course I'm free. What's the matter?"

Wei Guangkuo: "You come to my place."

Jiang Zhan: "Now?"

Wei Guangkuo: "Now."

Jiang Zhan didn't know what was going on with Wei Guangkuo, but he sounded like he had something serious to do.

He took the subway to Wei Guangkuo's house, and when he entered the door, he found that there were other people with Wei Guangkuo.

The man looked younger than Wei Guangkuo, in his early forties, with blue and pink back hair, wearing a long Hermès scarf, wearing gold and silver, and wearing perfume.

Well, still very strong, the kind of strong man.

The man was originally sitting facing the door with his legs crossed and his face indifferent. When Wei Guangkuo went to open the door, he didn't react at all, but when Jiang Zhan walked in...

The man sat up on his ass, his expression changed, it was a shocked face with three points of surprise and three points of joy mixed with four points of scrutiny.

Jiang Zhan: "?"

Wei Guangkuo coughed, let Jiang Zhan go in first, then turned to the muscular man beside the sofa and said, "Sit back and calm down."

Qi Meng thought in her heart: I can't calm down!

Qi Meng is Wei Guangkuo's friend who works as a producer on a video platform. His original name is Qi Meng, and he calls himself Qi Meng. Under the appearance of a strong man, there is a soul of a cute girl.

Qi Meng called Wei Guangkuo a few days ago. Their platform was planning to make a talent show variety show, but there was a shortage of people, so Wei Guangkuo was asked to pick a few suitable students from the Art Academy.

Wei Guangkuo helped, and the students introduced them, but they were sent to the platform for interviews, and none of them were qualified.

In Qi Meng's words, a few boys are both good-looking and good-looking, but you are an art academy, how can the students admitted are just more than ordinary good-looking?

Is there any beauty?Stunning, do you understand! ?

Wei Guangkuo said bluntly: I don’t understand. The Art Academy recruits students based on their comprehensive strength, not just their appearance.

Qi Meng has already licked her face and looked for Wei Guangkuo, even the students of the art school, where else can she look for her.

No, at the team meeting yesterday, the big leader dumped him on the interviewer's information, criticizing him as the person in charge of the program. Qi Meng was so angry that he turned around and came to Wei Guangkuo crying.

While crying, trembling his strong muscles, he said, "Old Wei, just say, you have no reservations about this recommendation this time, right?"

For so many years, Wei Guangkuo has a headache every time he sees Qi Meng crying with a motherly face: "No, no, absolutely not."

Qi Meng whimpered: "Are there any top-notch good-looking ones, or good-looking ones?"

Wei Guangkuo: "I've introduced all the ones that I think are suitable to you. If you don't believe me, you can learn by yourself..." Before he finished speaking, a face suddenly flashed in his mind, and he stopped.

Qi Meng is a smart person, and immediately grasped this detail, and asked: "Yes! Isn't it?"

Wei Guangkuo frowned.

Qi Meng stretched out his half-legged arm and grabbed Wei Guangkuo's collar: "Old Wei!"

Wei Guangkuo hesitated.

Qi Meng grabbed his collar and began to shake it: "Brother Wei!!!!!!"

Wei Guangkuo's brains were almost shaken out, and he quickly slapped Qi Meng's hand away: "Yes, there is one."

Qi Meng opened her eyes wide, expectant.

Wei Guangkuo still hesitated: "But...he is not in the circle."

Qi Meng: "Amateurs are fine."

Wei Guangkuo pondered: "You're not too young, you're 25."

Qi Meng: "What is 25!"

Wei Guangkuo: "Just returned to China."

Qi Meng: "Is this a problem?"

Wei Guangkuo: "He may not be willing."

Qi Meng: "Would you like it or not? Let's talk after we meet!"

Just like that, Jiang Zhan was called home by Wei Guangkuo.

Jiang Zhan came in and saw Qi Meng, wondering if he should be called uncle or aunt, Qi Meng raised his hand and covered his forehead, lying down on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed, muttering in a dizzy state. : My God, my God...

Jiang Zhan: Well, this is an uncle, he saw his Adam's apple.

Wei Guangkuo stood aside with a look of horror, and motioned Jiang Zhan to sit on the sofa.

Jiang Zhan walked in and asked Wei Guangkuo with his eyes:?

Wei Guangkuo replied with his eyes: You will know soon.

As a result, just as Jiang Zhan sat down, the uncle of the fierce woman in the house sat up straight, and leaned over the coffee table to face Jiang Zhan with a serious face: "Let me introduce myself, I am the variety show producer of the video platform Goose Factory The filmmaker, Qi Meng."

Jiang Zhan was a little surprised, a variety show producer?His uncle specially called him over to meet the producer?

Jiang Zhan nodded: "Hello."

Qi Meng stared at him for a moment, with a serious face: "Young man, have you ever thought about becoming a star?"

Jiang Zhan was taken aback, and said honestly, "No."

Qi Meng: "Then let me ask you now, if there is a chance for you to be a star, do you want to be?"

Jiang Zhan smiled: "I don't want to."

Qi Meng: "Being a star can make a lot of money."

Jiang Zhan said generously, "I'm not short of money."

Qi Meng: "You'll still have fans, the kind who chase after you every day and scream brother and husband."

Jiang Zhan said frankly, "I don't lack fans."

Qi Meng persuasively said, "Then what do you lack?"

Jiang Zhan: "I seem to..."

Qi Meng: "?"

Jiang Zhan smiled: "There is nothing missing."

Qi Meng: "..."

Qi Meng almost had a heart attack.

Looking at this world, there are still people who don't want to be a star?

Bai Fumei, who has a lot of money, is squeezing into the entertainment circle, okay?

Qi Meng came with a purpose, and took another look at Wei Guangkuo's nephew. Naturally, he tried his best to win him over.

He was too anxious, and he didn't have any malicious intentions. Wei Guangkuo was afraid that he would be self-defeating, so he explained the draft to Jiang Zhan for him.

After finishing speaking, he explained: "In recent years, there have been a lot of drafts. Some companies have spent money to train trainees. They don't want to waste it in their hands, so they participate in the drafts over and over again. Qi Meng's team also discovered this problem, and they want fresh trainees. Face, I originally introduced the students in the school, but none of them are suitable, so I thought of you."

Jiang Zhan knew that the same people in his P pictures in the past two years may be in another group in two months.

But the problem is...

Jiang Zhan: "This is an audition, I can't sing or dance."

Wei Guangkuo was about to speak, but Qi Meng blurted out: "But you have face! Top-notch looks, you can make your debut just sitting down!"

Wei Guangkuo: "..."

Jiang Zhan: "..."

Jiang Zhan was good-looking since he was a child, and he was often praised by others. He was called a school grass when he was in school, and he always got attention when he went out. Naturally, he knew that his face was quite ostentatious.

But the evaluation of "top-level appearance" and "debuting while sitting" comes from a producer, so it seems that he thinks highly of him too much.

But Qi Meng didn't feel that he was exaggerating. He defended himself: "You have to trust the eyes of TV people and program people. We can tell the difference between good-looking, ordinary good-looking, special good-looking, and top-notch good-looking. People also have to look at their temperament, whether they have eye affinity, which is commonly known as audience affinity, we can also tell the difference."

"I, Qi Meng, have been in the industry for more than 20 years. If I say you can be popular, you can be popular!"

The author has something to say: Bai Tianheng, an attacker with only three words on the stage