Entertainment, I am a great artist

After practicing twice, Fang Yi temporarily stopped.

It's getting late.

After greeting Mr. Xiong and others, Fang Yi took Chen Jiu to get off work, and Chen Jiu naturally took Fang Yi's arm.

After walking out of the company's gate, I realized that I was followed by a small tail.

Pottery!

Pottery is broken right now.

Made a light bulb all afternoon.

Come closer, it's too bright.

Don't get close, the boss hasn't explained his future arrangements, he hesitates, and seeing that the two are about to leave the company, he has no choice but to yell.

"Mr. Blade."

"Tao Yi, why are you still here?" Fang Yi looked at him strangely.

"What should I do now?"

The wind was very strong, blowing Tao Yi's hair flying all over the sky, and his face also showed the confusion and hesitation of a teenager, like a lost child.

Fang Yi was a little confused.

Shouldn't you go home now and talk about it tomorrow?I couldn't leave for a while.

Some faint feeling.

It is estimated that this pottery art has never experienced the beatings of the society at all.

Also!

He signed a contract with an entertainment company as soon as he graduated, and with his agent, his ability to handle affairs by himself is really limited.Otherwise, if they were normal people, they would never follow behind themselves and Chen Jiu.

Ok.

I have signed a contract with a son.

Beckon to pottery.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Mr. Tony."

"Who is Teacher Tony?"

"A friend of mine is responsible for image creation and brand design."

I took Tao Yi all the way to the barber shop.

The most upscale one in Hangzhou.

For a haircut, at least five waiters are required to greet and greet you with honorable treatment.

Arranging pottery on the seat, Fang Yi spoke.

"No ironing, no dyeing, no nursing, no beauty treatment, no card, I will design the styling, from now on, you are not allowed to talk."

The scissors in Mr. Tony's hand were raised in the air.

Somewhat at a loss.

I am really used to sales, and suddenly a customer with such strict requirements comes, and I don’t know where to start.

Fang Yi has already thought about the shape of the pottery art.

It was nothing more than long hair that covered half of the bangs, and slightly messy hair. At Fang Yi's request, Tao Yi's new look came out soon.

I have to say that if a person is handsome, he is easy to clean up.

Just a little repair, the original chicken nest head became much more glamorous, especially when the wind blows, the whole hair flies up, showing the image of the young boy's bohemian to the fullest.

"Now, let's go to the airport." Walking out of the barber shop, Fang Yi took a taxi and stuffed pottery into it.

I borrowed Chen Jiu's eyebrow pencil again.

While the taxi was driving, he wrote the theme song of "Killer".

After buying the plane ticket to Luzhou, Fang Yi handed over the written song to Tao Yi.

"When you go to Luzhou, someone will pick you up there. After arriving at the company, you will practice this song well within a week."

"Mr. Blade, did you just write this?"

Pottery was shocked again.

This,
It only takes me 10 minutes to get a haircut and ride a car, and the song is finished?
For a while, I couldn't tell whether the song was good or bad.

But obviously, Blade's song has been verified countless times, and it has long been a stepping stone to fame.

He hurriedly stuffed the song into his underwear pocket, and carefully closed the zipper.

"Mr. Daofeng, I'm leaving now, don't worry, in a week, I will be able to practice this song by heart, and I will never disappoint your expectations."

Under Fang Yi's gaze, Tao Yi changed the boarding pass and boarded the plane.

Then, come up with the song.

The song was written on a napkin, but the handwriting was very large, and the font also had the beauty of cursive. I was reading it seriously, when suddenly, a voice next to me said.

"Hey, do you sell this piece of paper?"

"What?" Tao Yi turned around, and saw an old man in his 80s, accompanied by a woman in her 30s.

"I'm asking, do you sell this piece of paper?" The old man continued, "You can set a price at will."

Make an offer casually?
Tao Yi became more and more vigilant.

I heard that there are many scammers who try to get close to you, just to drug you, and steal your money silently.

Can't help but touch his pocket.

I touched three tickets, but they were still soft, and it seemed that the bank card was empty, and I didn't seem to have anything to be cheated.

Take it easy.

"How much can you give? Mine will copy the above content."

"I'll give you one hundred thousand for this piece of paper." The old man continued to emphasize.

"One hundred thousand, are you sure?" Tao Yi was overjoyed.

In fact, he was too poor to eat.

The old man in front of him is obviously old and confused, and he would give one hundred thousand for a napkin. Did he lie to him, did he lie to him, or did he lie to him?

"Our master keeps his word." The beautiful woman next to him said, "As long as you agree, we will pay the money and deliver the goods."

"Okay." Tao Yi nodded.

He quickly took a picture of the content on the napkin, and only after confirming that his account had received 10 yuan did he pass the napkin over.

The beauty in my heart is bubbling.

I followed Teacher Daofeng, luck can't stop me.

Take a plane, and someone will send 10 yuan.

After a while, we arrived in Luzhou.

When Tao Yi got off the plane, there was already someone holding a sign at the gate of the airport to pick her up. Tao Yi hurried over, and a girl greeted her.

"Is Tao Yi right? I'm Zhao Dan, Secretary of the Board of Directors of Blade Entertainment."

"Hello, Secretary Zhao, it's me, and I'm Tao Yi." Tao Yi was in a good mood.

Under Zhao Dan's guidance, they got into the car.

Turning his head, he happened to see the old man walking to the front with the support of the beautiful woman.

Pottery did not forget to wave.

Seeing Tao Yi staring at the other party, Zhao Dan couldn't help turning his head to look at him, and then he couldn't help shouting in surprise.

"Pan Duoshou?"

"Pan Duoshou?" Tao Yi asked strangely, "Who is he?"

"We are a famous painter and investor in Blue Star. It is said that he has been wanting to buy Mo Feng's paintings recently. For this reason, he even went to the Hangzhou Artists Association."

"Mo Feng?"

"Yes, Mo Feng's two paintings have recently been sold for 4000 million yuan, and a painting in the Hangzhou Artists Association is said to be worth more than 5000 million yuan."

"So valuable?" Tao Yi was really surprised.

"Of course." Zhao Dan shrugged, "By the way, Tao Yi, let me tell you a secret. Our president, Dao Feng, is actually the great painter Mo Feng. You must not tell anyone about this."

"What?"

Pottery is completely messed up.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the pictures he just took in the album.

Suddenly, I felt that I had missed a hundred million.