What to do when you dress like an idol [Entertainment]

Lin Jingyang nodded and said, "I noticed that your throat seems to be uncomfortable."

Ming Tan was a little surprised. He put his hand to his lips and cleared his throat habitually: "Have you noticed? It's actually an old problem. I've had surgery before. Since then, no matter how carefully I take care of it, there will always be sequelae. Well, as I get older, these problems become more and more serious, and even if I put out ten percent of my effort to sing now, it's still not as good as before."

Lin Jingyang didn't know that Ming Tan's voice had undergone surgery, but Ming Tan hadn't come out for many years. It seems that artists who have reached Ming Tan's status, after getting older, many of them are already semi-retired. His status is much higher than that of ordinary singers. He doesn't need frequent performances to maintain his popularity, and he doesn't have to worry about getting too popular. He just needs to show his face on major national occasions, and that's enough.

Lin Jingyang said: "Your scene was wonderful, even if it was just a rehearsal."

Ming Tan glanced at Lin Jingyang, his eyes were sincere, without any falsehood.

Ming Tan smiled and said, "There are very few young people who are as careful as you."

Lin Jingyang said: "A former friend of mine also encountered this kind of problem. Later, he found an old Chinese doctor with superb medical skills. After a long time of recuperation, although he could not completely return to the previous state, the symptoms did ease a lot. Maybe , you can go to him and have a look."

Ming Tan glanced at Lin Jingyang again. At his current position, he had met a lot of people who tried hard to curry favor with him and get something from him. What people think in their hearts.

Nothing more than fame and fortune.

In the entertainment circle, any contact with the names of old people in their circle is enough to make that person gilded.

But he didn't see in Lin Jingyang the kind of greed that plunged headlong into Vanity Fair, as if he was firmly sucked by money and profit, and no matter how superb his acting skills were, he couldn't hide that kind of greed.

Ming Tan didn't speak, Lin Jingyang felt a little abrupt, and said again: "I just thought, you must be uncomfortable like this."

"Okay." Ming Tan said.

Lin Jingyang looked up at Ming Tan, and Ming Tan smiled at him: "Anyway, it won't be good if you don't look at it, it's better to go and have a look."

The doctor actually treated Lin Jingyang’s grandfather. His grandfather had been scratched by stray bullets on the battlefield in the early years. Since then, his throat has been uncomfortable. The doctor’s treatment is obviously much better. Lin Jingyang sees When I arrived in Mingtan, I remembered my grandfather at that time.

After he told Ming Tan's assistant the name and address of the doctor, he was about to go to the lounge to rest and wait for the official recording, but he ran into Wang Le in the corridor.

Enemy road is narrow.

Wang Le had a bad meal a few days ago, and he has been in a low pressure this week. He has never been a good-tempered person. The staff around him have tightened their tails to be human these days, but they still cannot avoid being splashed by his anger , suffered a lot of scolding.

Wang Le was venting his anger on his assistant. His assistant was a girl in her early twenties, with student hair combed and black-rimmed glasses, like a college student who had just left campus.

The girl didn't know how to provoke Wang Le. Wang Le glared at the girl, as if she was going to eat her, and was shouting something. From the girl's aggrieved expression, it could be seen that nothing good was said. You can even hear a few words that are extremely insulting to women.

Lin Jingyang frowned, as if disgusted by Wang Le's behavior.

Qian Hao glanced at it, and his face was also very ugly. As an assistant, he felt a little sympathy for the girl's experience. Celebrity assistants seem to be very powerful. Holding celebrities in their hands, the job of an agent with a high status is actually equivalent to a nanny. They are responsible for all kinds of trivial things about eating, drinking, and messing with celebrities.

Whether the assistant's salary is good or not depends on what kind of person his boss is.

But thanks to Meng Chang's generosity, although Mingcheng doesn't make much money, Meng Chang never treats his subordinates badly. The staff's salary is quite high, at least he can barely support himself in the first-tier cities.

And Lin Jingyang is also a good person, and never vents his anger on the staff, so Qian Hao is considered lucky among the assistants.

But this girl is obviously not so lucky. When he was in Mingcheng before, Qian Hao knew that Wang Le had a bad temper, and he was used to throwing face at his subordinates. He is obedient and sweet, so he has not overturned the car for so long.

But often walking by the river, there is no way to not get wet shoes, Wang Le always played the sign of not relying on fans for food, and now he finally turned over on fans.

Wang Le wanted to stick to Lin Jingyang before, Jiang Rui said that binding is also a kind of enthusiasm, Qian Hao privately reminded Lin Jingyang several times that Wang Le is not very good, Lin Jingyang would not refuse, even in front of Lin Jingyang a few times, Wang Le even gave Qian Hao a look of embarrassment.

Now that Lin Jingyang has finally hardened up and made Wang Le suffer, Qian Hao is actually very happy these days.

Qian Hao glanced at Wang Le who was venting his anger on the assistant over there, and said with disdain: "I will vent my anger on the assistant. If I have the ability, I will post on Weibo saying that I don't rely on fans for a living, and I will take off my fans if I like it."

Lin Jingyang looked at it for a while, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally said: "Forget it, let's take a detour."

Qian Hao said: "Brother, why take a detour! We are not afraid of him."

Lin Jingyang withdrew her gaze from that side: "Now it's over, it's just adding fuel to the fire."

Qian Hao listened to Lin Jingyang's words, glanced at Wang Le over there, and understood.

Wang Le must be holding back his anger towards Lin Jingyang now, but he must not dare to say it to Lin Jingyang himself. If Lin Jingyang intervenes in this matter, or even passes in front of Wang Le, it is tantamount to making Wang Le hold back If the flames get stronger, then the assistant's fate will only be worse.

Qian Hao sighed, didn't say anything more, and was about to take a detour with Lin Jingyang, but heard a crisp applause from the other side, Qian Hao looked there in disbelief, the girl was covering her right face, She stared blankly at Wang Le, and Wang Le's hand was raised in the air, as if she was about to slap her for the second time.

"Damn it, it's okay to hit a woman, but also to slap, is it a man?!" Qian Hao stood on the spot, turned his head and said to Lin Jingyang beside him. He is now full of desire to accuse Wang Le of this behavior, and wants to be with Wang Le. Lin Jingyang expressed her shamelessness towards Wang Le's behavior of beating a woman.

But that tall figure was not by his side, Qian Hao was taken aback for a moment.

But Wang Le's second slap didn't fall, because someone grabbed his wrist. The hand had distinct joints, slender fingers, and was as white as jade. It was a beautiful hand, but it hurt his wrist, Wang Le Le wanted to shake off the shackles of that hand. The strength of that hand was so strong that it could leave a red mark on his wrist. Wang Le couldn't shake off this hand. He turned his head angrily, wanting to see Who stopped him to discipline his assistant.