Lin Jingyang's nanny car drove back to the hotel quickly, Jiang Rui answered a phone call and left in a hurry, Qian Haozheng swiped Weibo and uttered a strange cry, he said angrily: "Brother, someone said you were lip-syncing."

It turns out that Lin Jingyang's fake singing also climbed to the top of the hot searches. Many people questioned that Lin Jingyang's singing is so good that it must be fake singing. The little suns tried hard to purify, but they still couldn't stop this large-scale questioning.

Qian Hao was very excited: "Brother! I will call Brother Jiang and ask him to contact Weibo to remove the trending search. I will contact the marketing account to let them refute the rumors. You are obviously singing every time!"

Someone who was bored once even sent out the topic of #从我们的EARPLEASE 林静阳假唱#, and there were quite a few responders.

But this time it sang a little too well.

"No need." Lin Jingyang lowered his head and swiped for a while, then turned off the phone screen, threw the phone on the bed, and fell back onto the soft bed.

Meeting Qian Hao's puzzled gaze, he said, "Instead of clarifying or refuting rumors, many netizens prefer to selectively believe in negative things. It's useless. Instead of refuting rumors, it's better to let them choose to believe you."

Qian Hao seemed to be more confused, but Lin Jingyang stopped explaining, and lay on the bed for a while and got up to wash up.

After Lin Jingyang finished washing, she received a call, and the note on the caller ID was her younger sister.

"Mr. Lin, your sister's condition is not very good recently, and you may need to come to the hospital."

Lin Jingyang looked at the phone in a daze.

I don't know what happened to the company. Jiang Rui didn't come back after leaving. Lin Jingyang, who had no schedule for the next day, asked Qian Rui to arrange a trip to the hospital.

The hospital is in Yanjing, a well-known cardiology hospital. Lin Jingyang arrived by plane early in the morning.

In the intensive care unit, Lin Jingyang frowned at the thin little girl on the bed. According to the data on the bedside, the little girl was 14 years old, and now she was as thin as a child.

This girl is Lin Xiyue, Lin Jingyang's sister of the same father and mother. She suffers from congenital heart disease and needs to spend huge medical expenses every year to maintain her life.

The girl was lying on the bed with a pale face, her arms were densely covered with needle holes from the injection, but she still smiled brightly: "Brother, I'm fine, are you here on leave again? You really don't need to come to see me, I am now Eat a lot every day, sleep soundly, really, put your heart in your stomach."

Lin Jingyang said softly: "Brother is on vacation."

Lin Xiyue hummed, then gagged again: "Then you should have a good rest, where can you go to play?"

Lin Jingyang patted Lin Xiyue's head and said, "When you get better, brother will go with you."

Lin Xiyue pulled Lin Jingyang and talked for a while, her voice gradually became quieter, and she gradually fell asleep.

Lin Jingyang sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Lin Xiyue, and tucked the corner of the quilt for her. Lin Jingyang stayed there all afternoon. In the evening, Lin Xiyue woke up. She looked pretty good, and chattered with Lin Jingyang about the latest experience .

"Doudou in the ward next door, do you still remember, his mother celebrated her birthday last month, and Doudou gave his mother a jar of paper cranes that she made by herself. His mother cried so much, I saw his father secretly Wipe your eyes."

Speaking of this, Lin Xiyue's voice gradually weakened, and she looked a little depressed: "Mom's death day is coming..." She lowered her head, stretched out her hand and wiped her eyes: "Brother, can you take me out to see her that day? ?”

really.

I didn't see Lin Jingyang's relatives other than Lin Xiyue all day today. It is impossible for a little girl to be put in the hospital alone with such a serious illness, unless other relatives are gone.

If Lin Jingyang and Lin Xiyue's mother had passed away, what about their father?What about other relatives?

Lin Jingyang was silent for a while, and said softly: "Then you should take good care of your illness. If the doctor says you can leave the hospital to see your mother that day, my brother will take you there."

Lin Xiyue nodded heavily, and seemed to be finally happy.

Lin Jingyang's phone rang, and it was Jiang Rui calling. Jiang Rui's voice was a little anxious: "Come to the company immediately, there is something urgent."

Lin Jingyang glanced at Lin Xiyue: "Brother Jiang, I'm in the hospital, and my sister is in the hospital."

If Qian Hao knew about Lin Xiyue's situation, then Jiang Rui must know.

Jiang Rui's tone was a bit commanding: "You come right away."

Lin Jingyang frowned.

But Lin Xiyue grabbed Lin Jingyang's clothes and waved her hand: "Brother, go, remember to take me to see my mother next time."

Lin Jingyang finally flew back to the company overnight, Jiang Rui sat behind the desk and said: "Wang Le wants to terminate the contract with us."

Lin Jingyang glanced at Jiang Rui sitting on the sofa, sounding uninterested in this matter: "So?"

Jiang Rui looked at Lin Jingyang who was stuck on the sofa, and felt a little strange in his heart. He always felt that Lin Jingyang seemed different from before. The former Lin Jingyang would never talk to him in this tone. Jiang Rui said calmly: " He has been doing well recently, the company was planning to praise him, and gave him the acceptance of Sound Wars as his debut variety show, which will be recorded next week, but today he suddenly asked to terminate the contract."

"Then let him pay liquidated damages."

Jiang Rui tapped on the desk with his fingertips: "It's a loss, his liquidated damages are not high, but he can't afford it himself, someone should help him out."

"Oh?" He glanced at Jiang Rui: "Dig him at this point?"

Jiang Rui's eyes behind the lens stared at Lin Jingyang: "Someone gave us a hard time."

Lin Jingyang seemed to lack interest in this matter: "So what does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Rui said: "Our contract with Yin Zhan has been signed, Wang Yue left, and they offered to replace him."

Lin Jingyang met Jiang Rui's gaze: "You don't want to say that the person they want to replace is me."

Jiang Rui chuckled: "You fell once, and the reaction is much faster." He threw a stack of contracts in front of Lin Jingyang: "I have promised them, you sign it."

Lin Jingyang glanced at the contract and did not move. He leaned back, his slender and straight legs crossed, and leaned lazily on the sofa. He raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Rui with a smile: "Brother, you cheated me!" Well, don't you know what I'm singing?"

"Sound Battle" is a singer PK program. In the past, the guests were either super-singing, or winning with excellent composition. As Lin Jingyang's manager, Jiang Rui should know Lin Jingyang's strength very well.

Lin Jingyang came on, it was just a joke.

And the program group should have valued Lin Jingyang's traffic. Who wouldn't want to watch a singing PK program on the traffic of a good-for-nothing trash?

The abacus of the program group, Lin Jingyang, can guess it with his feet. In the early stage, he relied on himself to attract people to pay attention to the program, and then used the marketing account to press the public opinion on Lin Jingyang, let him attract fire, endure abuse, and second with his strength. After a while, he will be eliminated, and the goal of attracting traffic has been achieved, so he doesn't have to lower the standard of the show, he will be squeezed out of value, and he will have to bear the infamy, and then he will be kicked out.

What an abacus.

As shrewd as Jiang Rui, it is impossible not to guess, but he still wants to push him out.

Managers and artists should be in a mutually beneficial relationship, but Jiang Rui agreed to such a thing that is harmful but not beneficial, which is very interesting.

Jiang Rui stared at Lin Jingyang and said, "Your performance at the New Year's Eve concert was very good. The program team proposed it, but there is no way. We signed the contract with the program team in the name of the company, and the liquidated damages are also paid. We have to go out."

Lin Jingyang looked at Jiang Rui with a smile that was not a smile: "Brother Jiang, it's unnecessary, isn't it enough to use Wang Le's liquidated damages to fill in the gaps in the show?"

Jiang Rui stared at Lin Jingyang: "Wouldn't it be better to spend less."

Lin Jingyang just leaned on the sofa and didn't move. Jiang Rui was not happy. Lin Jingyang seemed to be different. In the past, he would only sign the contract without looking at it.

Could it be that he fell out and failed?

However, that is beyond his control.

Just as Jiang Rui was about to speak, someone pushed the door open, and the door slammed heavily against the wall, making a loud noise. Jiang Rui's face was full of displeasure. He was about to have a fit, but when he saw the person coming, he calmed down. He lowered his eyes and said, "Mr. Meng."

The person who came, Lin Jingyang, happened to know him.

The person who opened the door and came in was Meng Chang. Lin Jingyang knew Meng Chang when he was still Ji Qingchuan, but it was a long time ago, almost dating back to when he was five years old.

The Ji family and the Meng family are family friends, and they often go to each other. Meng Chang is two years older than Ji Qingchuan. The younger sisters behind the buttocks yelled, Meng Chang, the little devil in the world, bullies everyone, but he only protects Ji Qingchuan. The parents of both sides thought it was very interesting and did not expose it.

Ji Qingchuan himself did not expose it.

Until one day Mengchang finally learned that Ji Qingchuan was a little boy from other children, he cried a lot, and ran away when he saw Ji Qingchuan.

A few years later, when Ji Qingchuan was picked up by his grandfather, the two never met again.

If you have to say it, the two can barely be regarded as bamboo horses.

So Mengchang is Mingcheng's boss?

As the target of Sunshine's daily insults, Ji Qingchuan is no stranger to Mingcheng.

It is said that Ming Cheng's big boss is a rich second generation, he made a lot of money from e-sports, and also set up an entertainment company by the way. Singer and actor, the treatment and training environment are very good, but after so many years, only Lin Jingyang has produced a big star.

This big star wasn't raised by Mingcheng himself, so if he had to say something, he just happened to catch a leak.

There are still some promising artists in Mingcheng, but their routes are very strange. For example, those who are good-looking do not let others follow the route of strength. Our group is taking the line of strength.

For so many years, most of Ming Cheng's debut stars have only one path - to hit the street.

In the entertainment circle, Mingcheng also has another name - Lin Jingyang in the brokerage company.

The waste wood of the waste wood.

After so many years, Mingcheng should still accept trainees as usual. He has raised a group of trainees and starlets, and the salary has not dropped at all. With the development of prices, it has also increased a lot.

In ancient times, there were three thousand diners under Mr. Mengchang, and now there are three hundred trainees of Boss Meng.

But there is no one who can fight.

Ji Qingchuan remembered that when he was a child, there was a female singer who was very popular. Ji Qingchuan's mother liked this female star very much. Once they met this female star and ran to ask for an autograph. The female star didn't even look at them and they left.

What did Meng Chang say at that time?

"Hmph, what's so great about being a star? I'll start a company in the future to train big stars. Whoever's autograph you want, I'll order it for you."

superstar?

Lin Jingyang raised her eyes and looked at Meng Chang calmly. These two idiots won't make people limp.

Meng Chang didn't even look at Jiang Rui, and went straight to Jiang Rui's desk to sit down. Jiang Rui, who was arrogant behind the desk just now, just stood beside Meng Chang with his hands down.

Meng Chang slapped the table heavily with his hands, and snorted, his voice filled with unresolved anger: "How dare you slander me? I haven't focused on Mingcheng in recent years, so it's really not a good thing to treat me as a show?"

Jiang Rui handed the contract to Meng Chang with both hands, with a respectful tone: "Mr. Meng, the singer proposed to let Lin Jingyang replace Wang Le. This is also a good thing for us. First, we don't have to pay the singer's liquidated damages. Now it’s time for Jingyang to transform, and the variety shows like Singer will also help him transform, we just need to do a good job of marketing..."

"If you buy marketing and say that he sings well, will others really think he sings well?" Meng Chang did not accept the contract from Jiang Rui, and Jiang Rui's hand was hanging in the air in embarrassment, but Meng Chang could not see it. No Jiang Rui: "Jiang Rui, your old habit of treating people like fools has not changed. "

Even though Jiang Rui was said so, he still looked respectful: "Mr. Meng, letting Lin Jingyang appear on this show is the best choice for our company."

Meng Chang threw the contract in Jiang Rui's hand into the trash can next to him: "Okay, needless to say."

Lin Jingyang leaned on the sofa, with her right hand resting on the armrest, watching Meng Chang and Jiang Rui's dispute with great interest. Meng Chang is still as thick-browed and big-eyed as he was when he was a child. Masculinity, but this fiery and bluffing personality has not changed at all.

Jiang Rui, on the other hand, is a bit interesting.

Lin Jingyang raised her eyebrows, her eyes wandered between Meng Chang and Jiang Rui.

"Mr. Meng." Lin Jingyang said, seeing Meng Chang and Jiang Rui looking at him at the same time, he chuckled: "I am willing to be on this show."

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